Update 39
"Our cute Jhanvi's become such an insatiable little slut..." I murmured, pulling my lips away from Didi's pussy who moaned in protest at the loss of pleasure, "What do you think, Didi?
Pooja Didi looked over at Jhanvi and Karan, her eyes widening when she saw Karan reach up and grab hold of Jhanvi's tits, squeezing her soft flesh. His right hand pinched and pulled on her nipple over the netting of her top, while his mouth and tongue continued to work at Jhanvi's clit.
He seemed to have figured out exactly what Jhanvi liked, and she was writhing and moaning in ecstasy. "Oooh... yes... yes... lick me there, lick me just... ahhh.. yes... ohhhh... yes... just like that, Karan. Lick Jhanvi... lick your third musketeer... lick her pussy... aaaahh... ahhh... I'm cumming... ahhhhhhhh... YES!!"
Jhanvi squealed and threw her head back as she came hard against his mouth, her hips grinding hard against his tongue. Her body shook and trembled with pleasure. Her tits bounced up and down while she rode out her orgasm, her fingers digging into Karan's hair.
Once Jhanvi was done, she collapsed backwards onto the bed, panting and gasping, her face flushed with pleasure. I looked over at my best friend, who didn't waste a moment to climb up on the bed beside Pooja Didi, a stupid grin plastered on his face.
Didi blushed hard, looking at Karan's eager face without uttering a word. Her body trembled in anticipation as he reached out, grabbing a hold of her full, heavy tits. All this while I was licking away at her pussy from between her parted thighs.
I watched with amusement as he slowly peeled away the tiny excuse of a bra that covered her tits, revealing her beautiful big brown nipples to him. Karan stared in amazement as they stood proudly erect and peeked sexily through her fishnet bodysuit, "Fuck, Pooja Didi, I've dreamt of this for so long."
"Suck on them, Karan!" Jhanvi moaned from her side of the bed, her fingers reaching down to massage her own clit, "Pooja's boobs are so sensitive! She loves it when you play with her titties. Go on, pinch and suck them. It will drive her mad with pleasure!"
"Ahhh... Jhanvi... stop..." Pooja Didi gasped, blushing a beetroot red, "Don't tell him..."
But Karan didn't need to be told twice, and he immediately leaned in. I saw his tongue flick out and run along the underside of the curve of her breast. He licked up to her nipple and circled it, flicking his tongue over the tip of her nipple, which was poking proudly out of her fishnet lingerie.
"Ohhhh God..." Pooja Didi cried out in pleasure, "That is... Ohhh..." her voice trailed off, unable to speak any further. I felt her fingers in my hair, pulling me in urgently towards her pussy and her legs wrapping around my neck, urging me to continue sucking her pussy.
"Ahhh... Suraj... mmmphhh... ohhhh... lick me... yes... just like that... Ohhhhh... yessss... mmmmm..."
Didi was now in complete ecstasy. Her head was thrown back, her eyes shut tight, and her mouth open wide in a silent scream. Karan had now taken her nipple in between his lips, sucking hard on the big tit. His other hand meanwhile was playing with her other big breast, his fingers pulling and twisting on the nipple.
"She's close..." I muttered, lifting my mouth momentarily, and as if this was her cue, Jhanvi appeared out of nowhere on Didi's other side and leaned in and kissed her hard.
"Mmmmpphh!" she moaned, kissing her sister, her tongue sliding in between her sister's lips, her fingers tangling in her hair while she kissed her deeply.
Karan and I watched in awe and surprise as the two gorgeous sisters made out passionately in front of our eyes, their tongues dancing erotically while their bodies writhed and rubbed against each other, the thin, fishnet lingerie providing no barrier for their skin to touch.
"Fuck Suraj, this is so hot!" Karan whispered, looking at me with a shocked expression. "I had no idea they were this kinky!"
Karan's words seemed to snap Didi out of her haze and she broke the kiss for a moment, looking down at us, "You guys are... Ahhhh... you shouldn't be touching me like this... mmmmph..." she gasped out, her protests dying down into a long drawn-out moan of pleasure as Karan's mouth closed around one of her soft dusky nipples again.
"Hush, Didi! Don't spoil the mood..." Jhanvi murmured, her lips moving down to Didi's chin and then her neck, "Just relax and enjoy it!"
"Oh God... but Jahnvi... mmm... we are sisters and Karan's here... mmmph... I can't believe we're... ohhhh!" Didi gasped out in pleasure before her eyes rolled in the back of her head, "Ohhh... yes! Yes! Yes! Oh God... You three are so bad... Treating your elder sister like a slut... ahhh... and making her feel so good..."
Karan chuckled at Didi's incoherent babbles, "I don't mind it one bit, Pooja Didi!" he grinned, "I think it's pretty hot! And I can see why Suraj loves you both so much!"
"Oh my God... oh God... mmmm... oh fuck... ohhh... ooooohhhh yessss! Suck my clit... lick my tits...I've never been teased like this... Ahhh... I'm gonna cum... I am going to cum... AAAAAAAHHHHH" she cried out loudly and bucked her hips forward, her whole body trembling violently, and she exploded in my mouth.
Her orgasm was intense, and I lapped it up hungrily, drinking her sweet pussy juices till the last drop. Karan and Jhanvi both had moved up to kiss her again, their hands roaming her voluptuous body, caressing and groping her curves. Didi's eyes were closed, her body still shaking slightly while the three of us kissed, sucked and groped her. Her arms lay on the sides, limp and lifeless while we played our hearts out with her.
Finally, once her orgasm passed, Pooja opened her eyes and looked at us weakly, her chest rising and falling while she caught her breath, "I... I can't believe that happened. We really shouldn't be doing this..." she whispered weakly.
But Karan and I had already moved on to the next stage of the evening's events. Both of us were now standing before Jhanvi, stroking our thick, erect cocks, pointing them at Jhanvi's face.
"You want to say no to that!?" Jhanvi exclaimed incredulously, looking at Didi's face with a mischievous grin, "Look at them... their cocks are so hard and thick! They need to be satisfied!" She added, reaching out and wrapping her small fingers around my shaft and stroking Karan with her other hand, "They need to be fucked and sucked... mmmm... and I need them too... I need them so badly..."
Pooja Didi stared at her younger sister, the innocent one, the one who was now acting like a complete slut, her eyes filled with lust while she stroked our cocks eagerly. "I... I don't know..."
"Which cock do you want first, Jhanvi?", I asked, interrupting Didi, "Mine?" I said stroking myself, "Or Karan's?"
Jhanvi blushed and glanced at Karan, and then me, "Can I... can I have both?" her voice quivered with excitement. "I mean... you know... both at the same time?"
"Both?", I asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Yes... I'll suck one of you off while the other fucks me..." Jhanvi exclaimed, licking her lips. "I...I mean, if you two are okay with it..."
"Oh God!" Pooja Didi muttered, her cheeks turning bright red at Jhanvi's sluttiness.
Jhanvi turned and looked up at us with a pleading look in her eyes, while Pooja stared at her in shock. I couldn't help but smile at my adorable slut, "Whose cock do you want to fuck first though?" I asked with a wink.
Jhanvi looked down at my throbbing 12-inch cock and then at her best friend's fat 9-inch monster with a blush on her face, "I think... maybe I should take Karan first? It's his first time after all!"
"Good girl!" I whispered, reaching down to kiss her forehead affectionately, "Always so thoughtful... Now, get down on all fours!" I ordered.
Jhanvi complied instantly, getting back up on the bed and kneeling on all fours, facing me, at the edge of the bed, while Karan positioned himself behind her. I watched my friend line his thick bulbous cockhead against her slick entrance, rubbing his precum soaked tip up and down her slit, lubing up her folds with his precum while she moaned in anticipation.
Jhanvi's face was right in front of me, staring into my eyes intently. I leaned in closer, pulling her face up and pressed my lips on her soft, full lips, kissing her deeply while my hands reached out for her breasts, squeezing them through her lingerie.
"I love you, Jhanvi..." I murmured, breaking the kiss and smiling at her affectionately. Jhanvi smiled back, her eyes sparkling in joy and excitement.
"I love you too... Master!" She whispered back before turning back to Karan and biting her lower lip, "And I know I'm going to love being fucked by my musketeer's big cock..."
Karan needed no further encouragement, as he slapped her ass playfully and then pressed down, pushing his cock into his childhood friend's tight, slick pussy.
"Ooohh!! Mmmmph! Ahhh!" Jhanvi groaned loudly, her face scrunched up in pleasure as her pussy stretched wide to take his girth, "Ahhhh... he's so big, Chotu... He's stretching out my pussy... Ahhh... I can feel every inch of him inside me..." she whimpered. "He's so... mmmmphh... he's so much bigger than... aaah... Kishore... almost... almost as good... ahhh.. as you!"
"That good... ehhh? "I teased Jhanvi with a chuckle, gripping my cock by its base, "You like being fucked by Karan huh?", I whispered while Karan began to thrust his hips rhythmically, fucking his cock deep into Jhanvi's tight cunt.
She nodded eagerly, "Yes... I love it... I love his cock... Ohhh God... it feels so good!" Jhanvi gasped out, her face flushed with pleasure while she got used to his size, "Ohhh... he feels amazing... Ohhh God, I'm gonna cum... mmmmphhh... he's gonna make me cum so quickly, Master! I'm gonna cum from being fucked by Karan's cock!"
"Don't forget about me, Jhanvi..." I growled playfully, pressing the tip of my cock on my lover's pouty lips, "Don't you want to make me feel good?", I asked, smacking my hard rod against her cheek.
"Yes, master... I'm sorry, I just... mmmmpph..." she gasped out before parting her lips, her tongue swirling around my crown and her lips wrapping around my tip, taking half of my shaft into her warm, soft wet mouth in one smooth motion.
"Fuck! She's a real slut for cock..." Karan exclaimed in disbelief, looking at me in amazement at how easily Jhanvi was accepting this new situation.
He was right, the scene playing out before us was unbelievable. Jhanvi was moaning around my shaft, her lips sliding along my cock while my friend fucked her from behind, his balls slapping hard against her clit and his fingers digging into her waist. Her tits bounced and jiggled within their fishnet confines, the slutty straps crisscrossing her body, digging lewdly into her supple, curvy body, highlighting her sexy curves even more than before.
Meanwhile her sister, Pooja Didi, was on the side, watching the whole spectacle with a look of disbelief. I noticed her fingers absentmindedly rubbing against her slit, clearly enjoying seeing her sister being spit roasted between us.
"Come here?" I whispered to her in a low voice while Jhanvi pulled my cock out with one hand and ran her tongue sloppily over the length of my shaft, moaning loudly while Karan continued his assault on her pussy.
I gestured with my head again and Didi crawled over obediently and knelt beside me. She leaned in and kissed my neck softly as she hugged me from behind.
"Feeling jealous, Didi?" I whispered to her in a low voice as we both watched her younger sister being the centre of attention between Karan and I.
"You are so mean... making us do something this filthy..." Pooja Didi whispered, kissing and licking my earlobe while her hands ran all over my muscular torso, "Making me watch while you both fuck my sister..."
"Ohh fuck Didi... you have...mmmm... no fucking idea... how...ahhh... good both of them feel! Two cocks are definitely better than one... Oh my God..." Jhanvi moaned out loudly, her body rocking forwards and backwards in response to the force of Karan's powerful thrusts. "Mmmmppphh... Ohhh... yes... just like that..." Jhanvi gasped, "You two fuck me so good..."
Pooja Didi's face was flushed, and her body trembled with lust at Jhanvi's lustful moans. She let out a soft groan and leaned in to whisper into my ears, "Please, Suraj... Fuck me!"
My Didi's words were music to my ears, and it took me all of a split second to react. I grabbed a fistful of her soft silky hair and pulled her in for a kiss. Our tongues intertwined while I reached down to cup the soft, heavy weight of her breasts through the thin mesh material of her outfit.
I looked over at Karan, while reluctantly pulling away from Jhanvi's lips, "Take care of Jhanvi, Karan, I need some one-on-one time with Didi..." I said with a chuckle.
"Sure, man, take all the time you need! I've got plenty to keep me busy here." Karan replied with a wink.
With that, I pulled Pooja Didi towards the centre of the bed. Once there, I immediately got down on the bed with my back propped up against the pillows at the headboard. My cock glistening with a mix of precum and Jhanvi's saliva pointed straight up, twitching with anticipation while Didi straddled me and in one fluid motion impaled herself on my pole.
"Oooohh... Ahhh... God... You're so fucking big, Suraj" Pooja Didi moaned, her hands running over my abs, tracing the ridges of the muscles. "Ahhh... I love how you make my pussy stretch... ahhh... it's so good... ohhhh... fuck! I've missed this... mmmm"
She began riding me, bouncing on my lap while I leaned back and enjoyed the view. Her big tits were bouncing wildly within her fishnet top, her hard dark brown nipples straining against the netting.
Beside us, Karan had pulled Jhanvi back into the same position as me and Pooja Didi. Meaning that both sisters were now riding cocks side by side, their backs arched, heads thrown back in pleasure and big tits bouncing wildly while they got fucked in unison.
"Ohhh... Jhanvi... I can't believe we're really... ah.. fucking together... mmm...", Pooja Didi moaned, her pussy tightening and pulsating around my shaft. "This is so wrong..." she gasped, her fingers reaching out and lacing with Jhanvi's beside her.
"Mmmm... I know... aahhh... it's crazy..." Janvi replied, "We've become such sluts... Oh fuck... Oh God... mmm... I am so close to cumming... ohhh... this is so hot..."
"Suraj...Ahhh... Master... ohhh God... fuck me... fuck me... mmm... fuck me harder..." Pooja Didi begged.
"Oh Karan baby... you've wanted to do this for so long... aaaahhh.... Now fuck me...fuck my slutty pussy... fuck me hard... I want to cum... please make me cum!" Jhanvi moaned, her eyes rolling back in her head, drool leaking from her mouth, her tongue hanging out like a dog. "Make me cum with your cock... ahhh... fuck... you are so good... I am going to cum so hard from having another man's cock... Ahhhh... I can't believe how good it feels... I love being a slut for you two!".
"I can't last much longer... Ahhh... fuck!" I could see Karan's face twisting and contorting in pleasure while he tried to hold back his own climax, but he was failing miserably. Jhanvi's tight, wet pussy was squeezing and milking his cock for all that he had.
"Oh my God, Karan! Ahh... Oh God... you are so fucking big... So fucking thick... ahhhh... I am... mmm... I am cumming!" Jhanvi cried out, her body shaking uncontrollably and her fingers gripping the sheets, "I am cumming on Karan's big fucking cock... I can't... I can't believe it... I'm cummiiiiiing!!".
Her screams of pleasure were so hot that it sent all three of us over the brink. With one final thrust, Karan drove his cock deep into my Jhanvi and erupted inside her, filling her up with his hot, sticky load.
At the same time, Didi, whose pussy had gotten tighter and tighter around mine, finally came all over my shaft with one final thrust of her own hips, "OH MY GOD, I'M CUMMMMMMIIIIIING!!"
"Fuck!" I grunted and grabbed hold of Didi's waist, holding her down firmly, driving up my cock into her pussy with all the strength I had while my cock twitched and pulsated violently, spewing a massive rope of cum deep into my Didi's womb while her own orgasm milked out my seed.
All of us cried out in pleasure together. The only sounds in the room were the loud moans and groans of our foursome as our orgasms peaked simultaneously.
After what felt like an eternity later, our orgasms finally subsided.
"Wow...that was... wow...!" Karan muttered in a hoarse voice; his cock still lodged deep inside Jhanvi's pussy.
"Yeah... that was definitely more than just a wow..." Jhanvi sighed happily, snuggling up to Karan and giving him a soft kiss on his lips, "You weren't half bad yourself, Mr. Karan Thapar."
"Better than Suraj?" He replied cheekily, raising a playful eyebrow at her. His hands reached down, grabbing a handful of her round ass cheeks and giving them a firm squeeze.
Jhanvi looked over at me and then back at Karan with a naughty smile on her face, "Well... you're not quite up to par yet... But with some practice, you might just be able to match him..." she replied, her lips curling up into a playful pout. "That is, if the master allows you!"
At her words, the three of them turned to me expectantly, as if expecting me to make a ruling on when this would happen again. But luckily, I was saved by Jhanvi's phone ringing on the bedside table. She reached out to take the call, while Didi dismounted me and snuggled beside me, kissing my neck while we waited for Jhanvi to complete the conversation on the phone.
'What's happened?' I wondered curiously while I saw a frown appear across Jhanvi's brow.
Jhanvi muttered a curse as she ended the call and looked over at me with an anxious expression, "That was Kishore. He's returned early from his work trip, and he wants me home." She said with a sigh.
***
"Let me know if you need me back at the house tonight. If Kishore returned early, then I'm sure that he's not up to any good." I told Jhanvi as we stood at Didi's porch.
"What do you mean? Aren't you coming back with me?" She said, looking at me in surprise.
I grinned and glanced sideways at Karan and Pooja Didi beside us, "Well, as you said, only Kishore returned early so Ravi isn't going to be back home tonight. And Karan and I still have some... unfinished business to tend to... so we'll probably be staying the night." I replied, winking at Didi.
"So, I have to go back home to my husband, while the three of you get to stay back and have all the fun!" Jhanvi said with mock indignation, punching my chest.
"Well... yeah. Pretty much." Karan replied with his trademark grin.
"But don't forget to text us if you need anything. Okay?" I said, pinching her cheek playfully. She looked so damn cute sometimes!
"Of course, I'll let you know." She said with an exaggerated roll of her eyes, "And Didi... make sure you don't tire these two guys out. I need to get my fill of them too later, you hear!" She added with a cheeky wink at her elder sister.
***
Next Morning...
I stood in the balcony overlooking the garden in Didi's room, with a cup of coffee in my left hand, enjoying the morning sun and the cool breeze, while I sipped on my hot drink. Behind me, the sound of Didi's soft moans drifted out into the open air, along with the slapping sound of flesh against flesh and Karan's occasional grunts as he fucked her.
"Mmmm... Yes... Fuck me... Fuck me... Fuck me..." Didi was chanting in a low, lustful tone, her words interrupted by soft moans and cries, "Mmmmpphh... I love how you cock stretches my pussy... Ah... You are so good, baby..."
Despite both Karan and me fucking Pooja Didi for several hours last night, she was insatiable and had woken me up with a passionate blowjob. Then after I had fucked her in the shower, she'd gone to fuck off Karan, who had just woken up, while I went and got myself a coffee.
It was one of the hottest nights of my life and it would have been even better if Jhanvi could have stayed. I glanced down at my phone and smirked as I decided to give her a video call. Maybe show her Didi's epic performance and tease her on what she was missing out on.
However, the look on Jhanvi's face when she answered the call told me immediately that something was wrong.
"Suraj! Thank God. I was about to call you myself. You need to get back to the house. Kishore is... Kishore is trying to get your father to write you off the will!"
***
Pooja Didi looked over at Jhanvi and Karan, her eyes widening when she saw Karan reach up and grab hold of Jhanvi's tits, squeezing her soft flesh. His right hand pinched and pulled on her nipple over the netting of her top, while his mouth and tongue continued to work at Jhanvi's clit.
He seemed to have figured out exactly what Jhanvi liked, and she was writhing and moaning in ecstasy. "Oooh... yes... yes... lick me there, lick me just... ahhh.. yes... ohhhh... yes... just like that, Karan. Lick Jhanvi... lick your third musketeer... lick her pussy... aaaahh... ahhh... I'm cumming... ahhhhhhhh... YES!!"
Jhanvi squealed and threw her head back as she came hard against his mouth, her hips grinding hard against his tongue. Her body shook and trembled with pleasure. Her tits bounced up and down while she rode out her orgasm, her fingers digging into Karan's hair.
Once Jhanvi was done, she collapsed backwards onto the bed, panting and gasping, her face flushed with pleasure. I looked over at my best friend, who didn't waste a moment to climb up on the bed beside Pooja Didi, a stupid grin plastered on his face.
Didi blushed hard, looking at Karan's eager face without uttering a word. Her body trembled in anticipation as he reached out, grabbing a hold of her full, heavy tits. All this while I was licking away at her pussy from between her parted thighs.
I watched with amusement as he slowly peeled away the tiny excuse of a bra that covered her tits, revealing her beautiful big brown nipples to him. Karan stared in amazement as they stood proudly erect and peeked sexily through her fishnet bodysuit, "Fuck, Pooja Didi, I've dreamt of this for so long."
"Suck on them, Karan!" Jhanvi moaned from her side of the bed, her fingers reaching down to massage her own clit, "Pooja's boobs are so sensitive! She loves it when you play with her titties. Go on, pinch and suck them. It will drive her mad with pleasure!"
"Ahhh... Jhanvi... stop..." Pooja Didi gasped, blushing a beetroot red, "Don't tell him..."
But Karan didn't need to be told twice, and he immediately leaned in. I saw his tongue flick out and run along the underside of the curve of her breast. He licked up to her nipple and circled it, flicking his tongue over the tip of her nipple, which was poking proudly out of her fishnet lingerie.
"Ohhhh God..." Pooja Didi cried out in pleasure, "That is... Ohhh..." her voice trailed off, unable to speak any further. I felt her fingers in my hair, pulling me in urgently towards her pussy and her legs wrapping around my neck, urging me to continue sucking her pussy.
"Ahhh... Suraj... mmmphhh... ohhhh... lick me... yes... just like that... Ohhhhh... yessss... mmmmm..."
Didi was now in complete ecstasy. Her head was thrown back, her eyes shut tight, and her mouth open wide in a silent scream. Karan had now taken her nipple in between his lips, sucking hard on the big tit. His other hand meanwhile was playing with her other big breast, his fingers pulling and twisting on the nipple.
"She's close..." I muttered, lifting my mouth momentarily, and as if this was her cue, Jhanvi appeared out of nowhere on Didi's other side and leaned in and kissed her hard.
"Mmmmpphh!" she moaned, kissing her sister, her tongue sliding in between her sister's lips, her fingers tangling in her hair while she kissed her deeply.
Karan and I watched in awe and surprise as the two gorgeous sisters made out passionately in front of our eyes, their tongues dancing erotically while their bodies writhed and rubbed against each other, the thin, fishnet lingerie providing no barrier for their skin to touch.
"Fuck Suraj, this is so hot!" Karan whispered, looking at me with a shocked expression. "I had no idea they were this kinky!"
Karan's words seemed to snap Didi out of her haze and she broke the kiss for a moment, looking down at us, "You guys are... Ahhhh... you shouldn't be touching me like this... mmmmph..." she gasped out, her protests dying down into a long drawn-out moan of pleasure as Karan's mouth closed around one of her soft dusky nipples again.
"Hush, Didi! Don't spoil the mood..." Jhanvi murmured, her lips moving down to Didi's chin and then her neck, "Just relax and enjoy it!"
"Oh God... but Jahnvi... mmm... we are sisters and Karan's here... mmmph... I can't believe we're... ohhhh!" Didi gasped out in pleasure before her eyes rolled in the back of her head, "Ohhh... yes! Yes! Yes! Oh God... You three are so bad... Treating your elder sister like a slut... ahhh... and making her feel so good..."
Karan chuckled at Didi's incoherent babbles, "I don't mind it one bit, Pooja Didi!" he grinned, "I think it's pretty hot! And I can see why Suraj loves you both so much!"
"Oh my God... oh God... mmmm... oh fuck... ohhh... ooooohhhh yessss! Suck my clit... lick my tits...I've never been teased like this... Ahhh... I'm gonna cum... I am going to cum... AAAAAAAHHHHH" she cried out loudly and bucked her hips forward, her whole body trembling violently, and she exploded in my mouth.
Her orgasm was intense, and I lapped it up hungrily, drinking her sweet pussy juices till the last drop. Karan and Jhanvi both had moved up to kiss her again, their hands roaming her voluptuous body, caressing and groping her curves. Didi's eyes were closed, her body still shaking slightly while the three of us kissed, sucked and groped her. Her arms lay on the sides, limp and lifeless while we played our hearts out with her.
Finally, once her orgasm passed, Pooja opened her eyes and looked at us weakly, her chest rising and falling while she caught her breath, "I... I can't believe that happened. We really shouldn't be doing this..." she whispered weakly.
But Karan and I had already moved on to the next stage of the evening's events. Both of us were now standing before Jhanvi, stroking our thick, erect cocks, pointing them at Jhanvi's face.
"You want to say no to that!?" Jhanvi exclaimed incredulously, looking at Didi's face with a mischievous grin, "Look at them... their cocks are so hard and thick! They need to be satisfied!" She added, reaching out and wrapping her small fingers around my shaft and stroking Karan with her other hand, "They need to be fucked and sucked... mmmm... and I need them too... I need them so badly..."
Pooja Didi stared at her younger sister, the innocent one, the one who was now acting like a complete slut, her eyes filled with lust while she stroked our cocks eagerly. "I... I don't know..."
"Which cock do you want first, Jhanvi?", I asked, interrupting Didi, "Mine?" I said stroking myself, "Or Karan's?"
Jhanvi blushed and glanced at Karan, and then me, "Can I... can I have both?" her voice quivered with excitement. "I mean... you know... both at the same time?"
"Both?", I asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Yes... I'll suck one of you off while the other fucks me..." Jhanvi exclaimed, licking her lips. "I...I mean, if you two are okay with it..."
"Oh God!" Pooja Didi muttered, her cheeks turning bright red at Jhanvi's sluttiness.
Jhanvi turned and looked up at us with a pleading look in her eyes, while Pooja stared at her in shock. I couldn't help but smile at my adorable slut, "Whose cock do you want to fuck first though?" I asked with a wink.
Jhanvi looked down at my throbbing 12-inch cock and then at her best friend's fat 9-inch monster with a blush on her face, "I think... maybe I should take Karan first? It's his first time after all!"
"Good girl!" I whispered, reaching down to kiss her forehead affectionately, "Always so thoughtful... Now, get down on all fours!" I ordered.
Jhanvi complied instantly, getting back up on the bed and kneeling on all fours, facing me, at the edge of the bed, while Karan positioned himself behind her. I watched my friend line his thick bulbous cockhead against her slick entrance, rubbing his precum soaked tip up and down her slit, lubing up her folds with his precum while she moaned in anticipation.
Jhanvi's face was right in front of me, staring into my eyes intently. I leaned in closer, pulling her face up and pressed my lips on her soft, full lips, kissing her deeply while my hands reached out for her breasts, squeezing them through her lingerie.
"I love you, Jhanvi..." I murmured, breaking the kiss and smiling at her affectionately. Jhanvi smiled back, her eyes sparkling in joy and excitement.
"I love you too... Master!" She whispered back before turning back to Karan and biting her lower lip, "And I know I'm going to love being fucked by my musketeer's big cock..."
Karan needed no further encouragement, as he slapped her ass playfully and then pressed down, pushing his cock into his childhood friend's tight, slick pussy.
"Ooohh!! Mmmmph! Ahhh!" Jhanvi groaned loudly, her face scrunched up in pleasure as her pussy stretched wide to take his girth, "Ahhhh... he's so big, Chotu... He's stretching out my pussy... Ahhh... I can feel every inch of him inside me..." she whimpered. "He's so... mmmmphh... he's so much bigger than... aaah... Kishore... almost... almost as good... ahhh.. as you!"
"That good... ehhh? "I teased Jhanvi with a chuckle, gripping my cock by its base, "You like being fucked by Karan huh?", I whispered while Karan began to thrust his hips rhythmically, fucking his cock deep into Jhanvi's tight cunt.
She nodded eagerly, "Yes... I love it... I love his cock... Ohhh God... it feels so good!" Jhanvi gasped out, her face flushed with pleasure while she got used to his size, "Ohhh... he feels amazing... Ohhh God, I'm gonna cum... mmmmphhh... he's gonna make me cum so quickly, Master! I'm gonna cum from being fucked by Karan's cock!"
"Don't forget about me, Jhanvi..." I growled playfully, pressing the tip of my cock on my lover's pouty lips, "Don't you want to make me feel good?", I asked, smacking my hard rod against her cheek.
"Yes, master... I'm sorry, I just... mmmmpph..." she gasped out before parting her lips, her tongue swirling around my crown and her lips wrapping around my tip, taking half of my shaft into her warm, soft wet mouth in one smooth motion.
"Fuck! She's a real slut for cock..." Karan exclaimed in disbelief, looking at me in amazement at how easily Jhanvi was accepting this new situation.
He was right, the scene playing out before us was unbelievable. Jhanvi was moaning around my shaft, her lips sliding along my cock while my friend fucked her from behind, his balls slapping hard against her clit and his fingers digging into her waist. Her tits bounced and jiggled within their fishnet confines, the slutty straps crisscrossing her body, digging lewdly into her supple, curvy body, highlighting her sexy curves even more than before.
Meanwhile her sister, Pooja Didi, was on the side, watching the whole spectacle with a look of disbelief. I noticed her fingers absentmindedly rubbing against her slit, clearly enjoying seeing her sister being spit roasted between us.
"Come here?" I whispered to her in a low voice while Jhanvi pulled my cock out with one hand and ran her tongue sloppily over the length of my shaft, moaning loudly while Karan continued his assault on her pussy.
I gestured with my head again and Didi crawled over obediently and knelt beside me. She leaned in and kissed my neck softly as she hugged me from behind.
"Feeling jealous, Didi?" I whispered to her in a low voice as we both watched her younger sister being the centre of attention between Karan and I.
"You are so mean... making us do something this filthy..." Pooja Didi whispered, kissing and licking my earlobe while her hands ran all over my muscular torso, "Making me watch while you both fuck my sister..."
"Ohh fuck Didi... you have...mmmm... no fucking idea... how...ahhh... good both of them feel! Two cocks are definitely better than one... Oh my God..." Jhanvi moaned out loudly, her body rocking forwards and backwards in response to the force of Karan's powerful thrusts. "Mmmmppphh... Ohhh... yes... just like that..." Jhanvi gasped, "You two fuck me so good..."
Pooja Didi's face was flushed, and her body trembled with lust at Jhanvi's lustful moans. She let out a soft groan and leaned in to whisper into my ears, "Please, Suraj... Fuck me!"
My Didi's words were music to my ears, and it took me all of a split second to react. I grabbed a fistful of her soft silky hair and pulled her in for a kiss. Our tongues intertwined while I reached down to cup the soft, heavy weight of her breasts through the thin mesh material of her outfit.
I looked over at Karan, while reluctantly pulling away from Jhanvi's lips, "Take care of Jhanvi, Karan, I need some one-on-one time with Didi..." I said with a chuckle.
"Sure, man, take all the time you need! I've got plenty to keep me busy here." Karan replied with a wink.
With that, I pulled Pooja Didi towards the centre of the bed. Once there, I immediately got down on the bed with my back propped up against the pillows at the headboard. My cock glistening with a mix of precum and Jhanvi's saliva pointed straight up, twitching with anticipation while Didi straddled me and in one fluid motion impaled herself on my pole.
"Oooohh... Ahhh... God... You're so fucking big, Suraj" Pooja Didi moaned, her hands running over my abs, tracing the ridges of the muscles. "Ahhh... I love how you make my pussy stretch... ahhh... it's so good... ohhhh... fuck! I've missed this... mmmm"
She began riding me, bouncing on my lap while I leaned back and enjoyed the view. Her big tits were bouncing wildly within her fishnet top, her hard dark brown nipples straining against the netting.
Beside us, Karan had pulled Jhanvi back into the same position as me and Pooja Didi. Meaning that both sisters were now riding cocks side by side, their backs arched, heads thrown back in pleasure and big tits bouncing wildly while they got fucked in unison.
"Ohhh... Jhanvi... I can't believe we're really... ah.. fucking together... mmm...", Pooja Didi moaned, her pussy tightening and pulsating around my shaft. "This is so wrong..." she gasped, her fingers reaching out and lacing with Jhanvi's beside her.
"Mmmm... I know... aahhh... it's crazy..." Janvi replied, "We've become such sluts... Oh fuck... Oh God... mmm... I am so close to cumming... ohhh... this is so hot..."
"Suraj...Ahhh... Master... ohhh God... fuck me... fuck me... mmm... fuck me harder..." Pooja Didi begged.
"Oh Karan baby... you've wanted to do this for so long... aaaahhh.... Now fuck me...fuck my slutty pussy... fuck me hard... I want to cum... please make me cum!" Jhanvi moaned, her eyes rolling back in her head, drool leaking from her mouth, her tongue hanging out like a dog. "Make me cum with your cock... ahhh... fuck... you are so good... I am going to cum so hard from having another man's cock... Ahhhh... I can't believe how good it feels... I love being a slut for you two!".
"I can't last much longer... Ahhh... fuck!" I could see Karan's face twisting and contorting in pleasure while he tried to hold back his own climax, but he was failing miserably. Jhanvi's tight, wet pussy was squeezing and milking his cock for all that he had.
"Oh my God, Karan! Ahh... Oh God... you are so fucking big... So fucking thick... ahhhh... I am... mmm... I am cumming!" Jhanvi cried out, her body shaking uncontrollably and her fingers gripping the sheets, "I am cumming on Karan's big fucking cock... I can't... I can't believe it... I'm cummiiiiiing!!".
Her screams of pleasure were so hot that it sent all three of us over the brink. With one final thrust, Karan drove his cock deep into my Jhanvi and erupted inside her, filling her up with his hot, sticky load.
At the same time, Didi, whose pussy had gotten tighter and tighter around mine, finally came all over my shaft with one final thrust of her own hips, "OH MY GOD, I'M CUMMMMMMIIIIIING!!"
"Fuck!" I grunted and grabbed hold of Didi's waist, holding her down firmly, driving up my cock into her pussy with all the strength I had while my cock twitched and pulsated violently, spewing a massive rope of cum deep into my Didi's womb while her own orgasm milked out my seed.
All of us cried out in pleasure together. The only sounds in the room were the loud moans and groans of our foursome as our orgasms peaked simultaneously.
After what felt like an eternity later, our orgasms finally subsided.
"Wow...that was... wow...!" Karan muttered in a hoarse voice; his cock still lodged deep inside Jhanvi's pussy.
"Yeah... that was definitely more than just a wow..." Jhanvi sighed happily, snuggling up to Karan and giving him a soft kiss on his lips, "You weren't half bad yourself, Mr. Karan Thapar."
"Better than Suraj?" He replied cheekily, raising a playful eyebrow at her. His hands reached down, grabbing a handful of her round ass cheeks and giving them a firm squeeze.
Jhanvi looked over at me and then back at Karan with a naughty smile on her face, "Well... you're not quite up to par yet... But with some practice, you might just be able to match him..." she replied, her lips curling up into a playful pout. "That is, if the master allows you!"
At her words, the three of them turned to me expectantly, as if expecting me to make a ruling on when this would happen again. But luckily, I was saved by Jhanvi's phone ringing on the bedside table. She reached out to take the call, while Didi dismounted me and snuggled beside me, kissing my neck while we waited for Jhanvi to complete the conversation on the phone.
'What's happened?' I wondered curiously while I saw a frown appear across Jhanvi's brow.
Jhanvi muttered a curse as she ended the call and looked over at me with an anxious expression, "That was Kishore. He's returned early from his work trip, and he wants me home." She said with a sigh.
***
"Let me know if you need me back at the house tonight. If Kishore returned early, then I'm sure that he's not up to any good." I told Jhanvi as we stood at Didi's porch.
"What do you mean? Aren't you coming back with me?" She said, looking at me in surprise.
I grinned and glanced sideways at Karan and Pooja Didi beside us, "Well, as you said, only Kishore returned early so Ravi isn't going to be back home tonight. And Karan and I still have some... unfinished business to tend to... so we'll probably be staying the night." I replied, winking at Didi.
"So, I have to go back home to my husband, while the three of you get to stay back and have all the fun!" Jhanvi said with mock indignation, punching my chest.
"Well... yeah. Pretty much." Karan replied with his trademark grin.
"But don't forget to text us if you need anything. Okay?" I said, pinching her cheek playfully. She looked so damn cute sometimes!
"Of course, I'll let you know." She said with an exaggerated roll of her eyes, "And Didi... make sure you don't tire these two guys out. I need to get my fill of them too later, you hear!" She added with a cheeky wink at her elder sister.
***
Next Morning...
I stood in the balcony overlooking the garden in Didi's room, with a cup of coffee in my left hand, enjoying the morning sun and the cool breeze, while I sipped on my hot drink. Behind me, the sound of Didi's soft moans drifted out into the open air, along with the slapping sound of flesh against flesh and Karan's occasional grunts as he fucked her.
"Mmmm... Yes... Fuck me... Fuck me... Fuck me..." Didi was chanting in a low, lustful tone, her words interrupted by soft moans and cries, "Mmmmpphh... I love how you cock stretches my pussy... Ah... You are so good, baby..."
Despite both Karan and me fucking Pooja Didi for several hours last night, she was insatiable and had woken me up with a passionate blowjob. Then after I had fucked her in the shower, she'd gone to fuck off Karan, who had just woken up, while I went and got myself a coffee.
It was one of the hottest nights of my life and it would have been even better if Jhanvi could have stayed. I glanced down at my phone and smirked as I decided to give her a video call. Maybe show her Didi's epic performance and tease her on what she was missing out on.
However, the look on Jhanvi's face when she answered the call told me immediately that something was wrong.
"Suraj! Thank God. I was about to call you myself. You need to get back to the house. Kishore is... Kishore is trying to get your father to write you off the will!"
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