Adultery Unfaithful Mothers and Housewives - Stranger_Women

Jacqueline was taken aback that Kareena had figured it out, that she had sussed out the truth. Her confident attitude had vanished. She looked like she was about to deny it, when finally, she let the veneer drop.

"Alright, bitch. That's right. I did fuck Gaurav. And it was incredible." Jacqueline replied, her attitude going from perky and peppy to silky and evil. "And what are you going to do about it? Tell Priya? That's fine, then I'll have him all to myself."

"Is that right? Do you really think that's what's gonna happen? Are you sure?" Kareena said, moving towards Jacqueline, on the offensive. Kareena approached, like a lawyer badgering a witness on the stand, and Jacqueline stepped back.

Jacqueline stepped back, her eyebrows scrunched, as if trying to figure out what Kareena was hinting at. This went on for a few moments, as Kareena looked down at Jacqueline smugly. Then, it clicked.

"You fucked Gaurav too." Jacqueline whispered.

"That's right bitch! I got to him first. I did all the legwork. I corrupted him. I took him, and made him mine! I made him into a sex-crazed beast. You just got my sloppy seconds. You swooped in once I was gone, when he was easy pickings." Kareena said, looking at me. "I turned him into an animal. He's the monster I created. I should have known he would need to slake his hunger."

"How could you fuck this slut? She's just a huge bitch." Jacqueline replied, turning to me. I was silent and wide-eyed, unsure of what to do without pissing either of them off.

"I, I, I..." I stammered.

"Don't think you're getting out of this scot-free, Gaurav." Kareena said. "I told you to keep it in your pants while I was gone. There are consequences to fucking the first whore who waves her tits in your face that's not me."

"Mmm, I did a lot more than that. He wasn't that easy to bring down." Jacqueline replied, unwittingly defending me. "I had to do just as much work as you did."

"No you fucking didn't, slut." Kareena said. "I stole him behind my sister's back. You picked him off as he was waiting with blue-balls. All that cum he gave to you was meant for me."

"Hmm, that's not what he was saying to me. He was saying his cum belongs to me now. Not anyone else." Jacqueline replied.

"Is that right? Hm, a man will tell a terrible lay anything just to end things. Right Gaurav?" Kareena said.

"Oh, trust me honey, it was no lie. I own his dick now." Jacqueline replied.

"You rented his dick for the week! The owner has returned, and she's kicking you to the curb." Kareena said.

"He may have fucked you first, but if he was truly satisfied with you, he wouldn't have fucked me." Jacqueline replied.

"Bitch, I was a thousand miles way. That's the only way you had a shot with him. And, look at you, bitch. You've got nothing on me." Kareena replied, standing tall.

"Well, he was telling me my ass was the greatest thing he had ever felt." Jacqueline replied confidently. "But you wouldn't know anything about that, would you, you fucking ice-queen?"

"Oh, honey," Kareena said condescendingly, "I've been doing anal since I was 16. And besides, Gaurav is more of a tit-man anyway. So, why would he go with you when he could have these?" Kareena said, cupping her giant breasts.

"Well, he never mentioned your tits when he was fucking my ass! He was too busy squeezing mine." Jacqueline said.

"Well, he never mentioned your ass when he was squeezing my tits an hour ago." Kareena replied.

"And he didn't mention your tits when he was about to fuck my ass ten minutes ago." Jacqueline argued.

"But it's not your ass he's staring at right now, is it?" Kareena rebuked. Both women turned to look at me. I looked up.

"So, Gaurav, which do you prefer?" Kareena began, "Jacqueline's favorite body part, her own butthole, or my huge, massive soft, perky, tits?"

"Do you prefer the tightest, tiniest, sexiest hole that squeezes the cum out of your cock, or her overinflated, no-doubt-to-be-saggy-in-five years tits?" Jacqueline replied.

I was frozen watching these two argue. I didn't know what to say. I opened my mouth to speak.

"Uh..." I began.

"You know, there's no fucking argument." Kareena interrupted. "This is a ridiculous conversation. This fucking princess doesn't know half of what I do."

"You wanna bet?" Jacqueline replied, turning to face Kareena again.

"Name it and I've done it." Kareena dared her.

"Fine!" Jacqueline replied. "You done a three-way?"

"Ha!" Kareena replied. "The real question is how many three-ways have I done. You?"

"Yeah. A ton. I did one like a month ago." Jacqueline answered. "You done a black guy?"

"Yeah. A bunch of times." Kareena answered.

"Ha. I've done more than simply a 'a bunch'." Jacqueline replied quickly.

"Good for you." Kareena snarled.

"You fucked a girl? Like, one-on-one. Not in a threesome" Jacqueline asked.

"Honey, a slut like me doesn't get very far without eating some pussy." Kareena stated.

"Yeah, that's true." Jacqueline agreed.

"Hon, this is the basics. I hope this stuff isn't the nastiest shit you've done, cause then you're a nun compared to me." Kareena said with a laugh. Jacqueline paused, wracking her brain. Then, something popped into her mind.

"I gave my cousin a blowjob when at my graduation party." Jacqueline said proudly.

"I'm fucking my brother-in-law." Kareena responded obviously.

"But technically, he's not..." Jacqueline said.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever." Kareena said, waving her off.

"Think my ex-boyfriend's Dad got more action in my dorm room with me than he did." Jacqueline said.

"You think you're the first woman to do that?" Kareena asked.

"His dad was an abstinence advisor at the local church." Jacqueline responded. Kareena paused and nodded, her anger momentarily dissipating.

"Not bad, not bad." Kareena admitted. "One time, I convinced this young, hot youth pastor to eat my asshole."

"Really?" Jacqueline responded with a nod, kind of impressed. "Check this out. I fucked the prom king on prom night in the prom queen's bed."

"That's... pretty good." Kareena said, "One time, I convinced my best friend in high college's dad to give me half of her college fund so he could play with my tits. Guess who went from the Ivy league to the community college!" Kareena said with a laugh.

"Okay, that is actually pretty awesome." Jacqueline admitted. "What'd you spend it on?"

"Clothes. Diamonds. Underwear. It always turned me on, all the money he made working overtime to pay for college for his sweet little daughter paid for the tiny string running between the cheeks off my hot ass." Kareena said wistfully.

"Oh, I got a good one. I convinced this one guy to give me a winning lottery ticket for one night with me." Jacqueline said.

"How much was it worth?" Kareena asked.

"It was only like ten grand." Jacqueline answered. Kareena nodded, impressed.

I watched this interaction, frozen in place, watching them compete to see who the bigger slut was. But as this went on, the tone of the conversation softened slightly and became less harsh, and it seemed as if they were just trading notes now. I watched as this continued.

"How did I not know you were such a skank?" Kareena asked. "I have a pretty good eye for this thing."

"Trust me, the best way to get close to a guy is to be the peppy, perky, friendly girly girl. Women don't suspect a thing as when I talk to their man, and their men don't know they're gonna fuck me till it's too late to escape." Jacqueline explained.

"I don't mess with any of that bullshit. I play fast and hard. When I set my sights on you, you know it and you can't stop it." Kareena explained. She paused then added. "When did you fuck him? This last week, right, cause I know he wasn't doing you while I was around. There's no way he had any ammo left."

"Yeah, as soon as you and Priya left, I came over and fucked his brains out." Jacqueline explained.

"You couldn't even wait twelve hours?" Kareena asked annoyed, looking at me. I stammered, unable to react, but Jacqueline spoke up,

"Well, you can't really blame him. I was pretty irresistible." Jacqueline said coyly.

"Uh, trust me bitch, with the way you dress, I sincerely doubt that." Kareena sniped back, her tone getting snottier again.

"Well, just because I don't dress like a high-class hooker doesn't mean I don't look damn good." Jacqueline replied. "It didn't take long. I just slipped out of my clothes, went into the hot tub in my underwear, and soon, I had him drinking Priya's favorite wine off my pussy."

"What?" Kareena asked, confused.

"That's my signature move, babe. I take some wine, pour it down my stomach, so it runs down my belly, and my pussy, and my asshole, and into a guy's mouth. The flavor is... intoxicating." Jacqueline explained proudly.

"Uh, I don't know why you put up with all that bullshit, Gaurav." Kareena said, glancing at me. "You want to know what my move is? Making men cum... harder than they've ever cum before...in my vagina. Or in my mouth. Or on my tits. Or in my ass."

"Kareena, you have no elegance. You should take a few lessons from me. See how it's done." Jacqueline asked.

"Bitch, I don't need to learn any of your stupid moves, like your dumb wine trick." Kareena stated.
"Well, I left out some of the good stuff. My underwear wasn't the only thing I wore in front of Gaurav here. You know that one ugly two-piece Priya has?" Jacqueline asked.

"You wore that too?" Kareena asked.

"Wait, you wore it?" Jacqueline asked, surprised.

"Yeah. Once again, I'm way fucking ahead of you." Kareena spat out.

"Really?" Jacqueline said, surprised that in all her well-designed planning, she had come to the same plan Kareena had.

"Yeah!" Kareena replied, annoyed at having to repeat herself. "It was a fucking struggle with these knockers. And I hate putting things on my body that are that fucking ugly..."

"Oh my God, that suit is the worst!" Jacqueline said, seemingly relieved at finally having someone to confide this fact in.

"Okay, you have nothing in terms of style, but my little sister is a fucking disaster." Kareena said.

"Oh my God, I know!" Jacqueline explained. "She's a fucking train wreck. Could she please put in, like, five fucking minutes and at least try to look the least bit appealing?"

"She's not that bad." I said quietly, causing both of the women to look at me. Honestly, I didn't see any difference between Priya and 95% of other women. There was literally no difference. Priya dressed like a normal woman, not the pig-demon that these two were making it sound like. I realized I had spoken out loud when I felt their eyes on me. For a second, I wondered how they would respond to this interruption as their expressions were frozen. Then, they both laughed.

"Boys." Jacqueline said, shaking her head as Kareena nodded in agreement.

"Not that dressing better would fucking help with her face... and her body. Only so much you can do with a girl like that." Kareena said.

"She barely has a girl's body." Jacqueline replied.

"I can't believe I'm related to her." Kareena said. "You can't imagine how annoying it is to be cooped up around her. I don't know how Gaurav does it. Her lameness is infuriating. She makes people less cool when she is around."

"Why do you think we don't have girls nights together anymore?" Jacqueline said with a laugh.

"Hey, I'm stuck with her. You're friends with her by choice." Kareena remarked.

"Here's the thing. I'm her best friend. She's, like, not in my top fifty. She's just some girl I hang out with from time to time. The only reason I've stuck around so long is that her hubby is so fun to look at." Jacqueline stated, glancing at me. I listened to this, and even though it should infuriate me, her speaking so negatively about my wife, it really fucking turned me on.

"I don't know why I waited so long to do him." Kareena stated.

"Oh my God, me too!" Jacqueline added. "Once I had my plan to seduce him, I wondered why I hadn't thought of it before."

A pause fell between us, a lull in the conversation between these two sluts, bonding about how much they hated my wife. The tone of the conversation had gotten slightly less contentious, so the tension had dissipated slightly. Finally, Jacqueline spoke up.

"So, what do we do about him?" Jacqueline asked. Both of the girls turned to look at me, and I froze as I was in their crosshairs. I gulped, knowing the anger they felt towards each other was about to turn on me.

"Well, we can't leave him unpunished for the shit he pulled." Kareena said.

"You're telling me." Jacqueline began, "He let me believe I was the only slut he had on the side. He let me believe I was getting all of that tasty cum of his."

"And I told him to keep it in his pants for one week while I was gone. One week! I made him promise to save all of his cum for me, for my body. Not waste it by his own hand or with some random slut." Kareena spat out at me.

"Well, I'm more than just a random slut. I showed Gaurav here I was wife material. I cooked for him. I cleaned for him. I drained his balls. I showed him I could be the slutty wife he always needed." Jacqueline proclaimed proudly. Kareena rolled her eyes.

"Aww, that's really sweet. That's just really great. While you've been the great fucking wife, filling your head with recipes and ways to fucking vacuum a house, I was busy fucking men, learning every way possible to make them cum. So you can go cook us dinner, and I'll be taking my anger out on him." Kareena said to Jacqueline.

"Hmm, I don't think so. You're a one trick pony, Kareena. You do one thing, and you may do it well, but I'm a fucking renaissance woman compared to you." Jacqueline said.

"My one trick is better than anything you can bring to the table. I'd rather be good at one thing than okay at a bunch of things. I'm a great fuck, so I'm a slut. I don't screw around with other shit." Kareena stated.

"I'm a lot better than okay." Jacqueline replied.

"So, Gaurav!" Kareena began, turning to face me again. "You have to decide, what do you prefer? Do you choose Jacqueline and her cooking and cleaning bullshit and her okay body, or me, the slut who just hates keeping her clothes on, with the luscious body that you can't keep your hands off of? Don't forget that, whenever you're around me, your slutty sister-in-law, you just can't stop cumming."

"Do you want a bitchy, one-trick whore, or do you want me, Gaurav?" Jacqueline began. "A slut with a crazy hot body who can keep your belly full, your chores done, and your balls empty? With a slut like her, she's so brazen and arrogant... I think she wants to be caught. With me, we can fuck behind your wife's back for years." Jacqueline offered. "Do you want to stick with a slut like me, Gaurav?" Kareena began. "Are you willing to give up these jugs for her, for that pathetic body?" she added, cupping her jugs and squeezed them. "Compared to my rack, hers is microscopic."

"Are you willing to give up, what you yourself admitted, was the tightest hole you've ever fucked?" Jacqueline countered.

"Gaurav, you have to decide. You fucked up big time. What kind of asshole fucks not just one but two sluts behind his wife's back? You had to know we'd find out. Neither of us are as stupid as my little sister. You had to know this would blow up in your face?" Kareena stated.

"Sluts like us don't play nice, Gaurav. We play for keeps. Don't you know how competitive girls like me are? When a slut like me fucks a guy, she owns his life. You can't have two sluts in charge of you. So, you have to choose." Jacqueline added.
"You have to pick." Kareena added.

"Who do you like better, Gaurav?" Jacqueline asked. Finally, the two sluts were silent. Waiting for my response. Waiting for me to take action.

What do I do? If I pick one, the other would surely be furious. The other one could blow this whole thing up and ruin me. I mean, Kareena, her tits, her ass, her body, her bitchiness, God, she just did it for me in the worst way. But Jacqueline, she was skilled, she was sinewy, and her asshole was crazy tight. Sure, Kareena had a tighter pussy, but Jacqueline's ass was, as she said, the tightest hole I had ever fucked. Jacqueline's ass was just perfect, the best ass you could ask for, but Kareena, her enormous rack was just mouth-watering. How could I pick one over the other?

Then, it hit me. The cold, corrupted monster that these two had made me into came to the surface, as it only could in a circumstance like this. Me, on edge, confronted by my actions, with balls full of cum. With a cold clarity, the way forward, the way out of this situation hit me like a ton of bricks. I knew exactly what to do. The fear and nervousness drained from me, and when I spoke, even I was surprised at how calm and clear my voice was.

"This situation blowing up doesn't help any of us." I began. "Me picking one of you doesn't help any of us. What we need to do is to learn to get along."

"What?" Kareena said.

"What are you talking about?" Jacqueline asked.

"We all agree that what makes the affairs I've been having so hot is that we're doing it behind Priya's back. Picking one of you is just like picking neither of you, because I have no doubt neither of you would hesitate to blow this whole thing up if I didn't choose you... right?" I asked.

I watched both of them hesitate and then nod in agreement.

"Yeah, probably." Kareena said.

"Yeah." Jacqueline agreed.

"We're in this together, whether either of you like it or not." I stated. "So either we all lose out on this, or we learn to work together." Both of them looked unhappy at this conclusion, but I think they knew I was right. "Now, I have shown I can get along quite well with both of you, so if we're in this together, we need to learn to work together. You two need to learn how to play nice."

"Uhhh, seriously?" Kareena replied.

"Do we have to?" Jacqueline pouted.

"I know you don't want to get along. I know there's that cattiness between you. But you guys have to get over it. So, you guys need to learn to get along. You need to bury the hatchet. Say something nice to each other." I asked.

"What?" Kareena asked.

"C'mon." Jacqueline stated, not wanting to compliment this whore she clearly disliked.

"We need to do this, or we're all screwed." I said amicably. There was a long pause before, finally, Jacqueline spoke up.

"Fine." she said snottily. Jacqueline paused, asking herself if she wanted to actually do this, then finally, she bit the bullet and spoke up. "Kareena, I... uh... fine, I never admitted this, and I might have said otherwise before, but... uh, your tits are fucking perfect. I mean, I've never liked you, but I've always thought your tits were fucking perfect."

"Well, yeah, I know they're perfect." Kareena replied arrogantly.

"Kareena." I warned, asking her to play nice. She rolled her eyes.

"Don't think this changes anything, Gaurav. This bullshit might make you feel better, but it won't make us best friends." Kareena stated.

"I'm not telling you to be best friends." I began. "I'm just telling you to be cordial. So say something nice."

Kareena sneered at me, unhappy at having to do this. Finally she sighed and said.

"Fine, I guess... your body's not pathetic. It's... pretty good." Kareena said, although it seemed painful to her. "I mean, it doesn't compare to mine, but..."

"Just pretty good? Kareena, you can do better than that." Jacqueline needled. Kareena rolled her eyes.

"Fine." she said annoyed. "You have a great ass. You happy? You have a fantastic ass. There, I said it."

"That's better." Jacqueline said, smiling wide.

"So what are we trying to accomplish here with this stupid bullshit?" Kareena asked.

"There's only one thing we can do at this point. There's only one way we're all walking away from this happy. Where everyone gets what they want. And, to get that, it will require teamwork between the two of you." I stated, letting that sink in.

"What do you mean..." Kareena began, pausing as the truth hit her. She looked at me in surprise. "So, that's what you're playing at, huh?"

"It's the only way we all get what we want." I stated.

"Look at you. The man that got married to my baby sister would never try pulling this shit. Look at you now." Kareena stated.

"It's like you said. I'm the monster you made." I replied.


"What, what is he doing?" Jacqueline asked, still not sure what I was playing at.
Kareena turned to Jacqueline.

"He wants a threesome." Kareena said simply.

"Ugh, really Gaurav?" Jacqueline said, a bit surprised and maybe a bit disgusted. "I don't want to be in a threesome with this whore."

"And I don't want to be in a threesome with this princess." Kareena stated.

"You both came here looking for one thing. Neither of you are leaving without it, so, it's the only way we all get what we want." I stated.

Both of them stood there and thought about it. I turned up the heat a bit.

"You both were so confident about who was the bigger slut. Now's your chance to prove it. This is the way to see each other in action and truly prove who is sluttier... who is nastier... who is filthier. But, if either of you are too afraid to step up and prove it, that's up to you." I said, feeding into their competitive natures and egos.

Both women looked annoyed that I was trying to pull this off, but neither was stepping away. They were clearly contemplating this new depth of depravity. Finally, Jacqueline spoke up.

"Fine. I'm in. Let's do this." she said. We both turned to Kareena.

"Ugh, fine, whatever." Kareena acquiesced. I couldn't believe it. I was about to have a threesome with my wife's older sister and my wife's best friend! This was so fucking wrong, but my dick was throbbing with need, as it now knew pleasure was near.


"But don't think you're getting away with something here. You're gonna pay for making me wait. I was a good girl. I could have been getting laid with some random dudes back home, but I waited at home. I wasn't getting some on the side like you were. I lived up to my end of the deal. So, I'll do this fucking threesome, but I get your cock first. I haven't cum in a week! I'm climbing the fucking walls here!" Kareena said.

"You haven't cum in a week? Jesus..." Jacqueline said sympathetically, as if this was an incredible burden for Kareena, to have not had one orgasm in a week. I know there had to be women out there who rarely had orgasms, let alone not cumming for a week, so probably few women would sympathize for Kareena's plight. But then I realized, for women with such voracious hunger as these two sluts, not cumming for a week sounded like hell on Earth.

"So, are we doing this thing?" Kareena asked.

"Yeah, let's get started." Jacqueline agreed, nodding at me. Inside, I was terrified. I was shocked I had been smooth enough to make this happen. But, I was pushing my luck here. I had talked two filthy sluts into a threesome, two women that kinda hated each other. Two filthy sluts that could ruin me in many ways. This could all blow up, but then I thought about their flesh. So much bare, smooth flesh, so much tits and ass. Two angry, horny sluts, competing on my dick, trying to out-fuck each other by using me. I knew this was risky, but the thought of these two babes in bed together with me drove me forward. I only hoped I could keep up with their voracious appetites.

Kareena led us towards the bedroom as I was lost in thought. My earlier confidence had fled me. I followed these two sluts bouncing asses as they led me into what would no doubt be another level of pleasure. I had been so tense in trying to prevent a huge blow-up, that I almost couldn't believe I steered this conflict into the bedroom. I was still terrified this uneasy truce would fall apart and this maneuver I made would completely blow up in my face.

Before I knew it, all three of us were in my bedroom, and Kareena and Jacqueline turned to face me.

"Well, I bet you feel pretty smart, don't you Gaurav?" Kareena sneered at me, clearly angry at my little bit of manipulation. "You think that just cause you're about to pull off a threesome with two busty babes that that makes you in control here? I don't think so. I'm running this show." she said, grabbing the hem of her top.

"Ha. Well, we'll see about that." Jacqueline replied, doing the same. I stood frozen as I watched these two sluts begin to undress.

Kareena peeled her top off and threw it aside, revealing her massive, bra clad breasts, her smooth, bulbous flesh overflowing the red fabric. I swear they had grown a fucking cup size since last week. Jacqueline did the same as Kareena, tossing her top aside, revealing her massive, soft breasts filling her pink bra to the brim. Both women eyed each other's boobs as they lowered their jeans, peeling the thin denim down and stepping out of them, revealing each of their matching thongs. Both women stood now in their underwear, and they couldn't help but appraise each other.

Jacqueline eyed the blimps on Kareena's chest and shook her head.

"I've never liked you, Kareena, but I've never doubted your body. Your tits are out of this world. Just fucking huge. And I fucking love that thong." Jacqueline complimented.

"I know, right?" Kareena replied, spinning to let both me and Jacqueline fully appreciate her thong clad ass. "It was a bit pricey, but it seemed perfect for me."

"It really is. You have to tell me where you bought it." Jacqueline said. Kareena eyed Jacqueline's juicy body, and she couldn't help but stare at Jacqueline's ass.

"And I meant what I said before. Your ass is really fucking amazing." Kareena stated.

"I know." Jacqueline said confidently. "I mean, my thong is hot, but that thong on my ass would just be perfect." Kareena rolled her eyes.

"Okay, that's enough. Can we just cut this girly crap and get down to business?" Kareena said. "Listen, we're not friends. Let's not act like this is something it's not."

"Listen, Kareena. If we're gonna be having sex, then we might as well at least get along." Jacqueline proposed.

"First of all, we're not gonna be having sex. We are both gonna be having sex with him, not each other." Kareena replied.

"Oh, I didn't realize you were dainty around other women." Jacqueline said. "When I said before that I had had sex with women I meant it. I'm not afraid of it. I dive in."

Kareena rolled her eyes again and glanced at me. Jacqueline smiled, seemingly having got one up on her rival. Kareena spoke up.

"Is this what you want, Gaurav? You want me and her to bond, to be best friends?" Kareena asked mockingly. "Is that how you plan to escape this predicament you found yourself in? Is this just an attempt at female bonding?"

I shook my head at this. That was partly the truth, to be honest. Kareena stared at me, before rolling her eyes once more. Before anyone could react, Kareena reached out and grabbed Jacqueline by the back of head. Before Jacqueline could react, Kareena pulled her in and jammed her tongue down her throat.

I almost jumped in shock. Jacqueline was taken aback but she melted into the moment. I was suddenly watching my sister-in-law French-kissing my wife's best friend. I was watching these two women, women who hated each other, making out. Their plump, soft lips pressed roughly together, their tongues in each other's mouths. My dick was pulsing as I watched these two gorgeous sluts making out. I watched Kareena's hands slide down Jacqueline's body and squeeze her firm ass cheeks that were just hanging out of her thong. Jacqueline's hands were also busy, sliding up between them, letting her hands immerse themselves in Kareena's huge, squishy breasts, squeezing them firmly. Both of the beautiful women dove in completely, letting the passion of the moment overtake them. They were simply going at it, trying to gain the advantage in this kiss. Finally, they pulled away with a sigh, spit connecting their plump lips.

"Still think I'm dainty, bitch?" Kareena gasped out.

"Mmm, no." Jacqueline whispered. While Kareena was able to turn off the switch, Jacqueline seemed a little more into it, lost in a daze of pleasure. Both women turned to look at me, noticing my expression of stumped shock.

"What are you waiting for?" Kareena asked. I jumped into action, ripping off my shirt and unzipping my pants.

"Look at you Gaurav." Jacqueline said. "You must have been so uncomfortable, being around the three women who are currently spreading their legs for you. And now, when the moment comes to take action, you don't know what to do."

Emboldened by these two sluts once again, I ripped my pants down to my thighs, causing my rock-hard shaft to spring upward coming to a stop. I watched as the girls' eyes watched it bounce, following it until it stopped moving. I let the girls admire my thick shaft for a few moments. After all of today's teasing, I was on edge, and my dick was positively dripping with cum. The women couldn't pull their eyes away, and I took the opportunity to step out of my pants and my briefs, leaving me naked in front of these two sluts. With a confident swagger, I stepped forward, approaching the dick-hungry sluts. As I got within arm's length, I felt one set of fingers curl around my shaft, followed by a second set. I looked between the two women, lust in their eyes as they gripped my shaft. Then, they attacked.
Kareena's lips met mine in a fiery kiss. Her tongue met mine as her soft lips pressed against mine. As me and my sister-in-law made out, Jacqueline kept herself busy. I felt her lips attach to my neck, sucking at my flesh as my mouth was busy with Kareena. Kareena moved in front of me, trying to box Jacqueline out, but Jacqueline wasn't having it. She kept one of her hands against my back, keeping a firm grip as she sucked at my neck. Kareena wrapped her arms around my neck possessively as our kiss became deeper. My sister-in-law's tongue mashed against mine as we swapped spit. Her moans echoed in my mouth, as my grunts no doubt did with her. This was a long-awaited, full-on, no boundaries, separated-for-a-week-and-desperate-for-rough-sex kinda kiss. We could have fallen completely into the passion, the need of this nasty kiss, at least until we were suddenly pulled apart.

"Aaah!" Kareena called out. As my eyes opened, I realized Jacqueline had taken a handful of Kareena's hair and yanked it back. Kareena's head was forced back, pulled back as Jacqueline became aggressive. Before I could react, Jacqueline took Kareena's place, jamming her tongue down my throat. Jacqueline's tongue coiled around mine as her soft lips pressed into me, eager to out-kiss Kareena. She pressed her body against mine, my cock pressing into her belly, her huge, bra-clad breasts pressing into my chest. Like before, I could have fallen completely into the passion, but the instant before I could, we were once again interrupted.
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