Indian Harem Ch. 09

Literotic asexstories – Indian Harem Ch. 09 by vegitto306,vegitto306 The Previous Night

I looked at myself in the mirror while waiting for Ravi to return home. He’d messaged me that he was finished with dinner at Suraj’s house and was headed back. I was wearing the sexy Victoria’s Secret lingerie I had bought for Suraj with a look of deep guilt. I had promised Suraj that I’d never let Ravi touch me, but I would break that promise tonight.

I bit my lip nervously as I remembered Suraj fucking me in the office today. It was amazing, like always, and Suraj had made me feel like a proper slut. However, Suraj wanted revenge, and I would do Anything for my Chotu.

I adjusted my thong and bra as I heard Ravi’s car enter the driveway. I gulped and braced myself for what was coming. Suraj needed just 30 minutes, and as I looked at my sexy reflection, I knew that Ravi would not resist me tonight.

My white lingerie was a sheer lace bra with a heart-shaped cleavage window. It had intricate floral designs and a bow tie in the centre. The thong was tiny and hugged my curves perfectly. I wore fishnet stockings and a garter belt with it. I had my heels ready under the bed, and my hair was done in a sexy updo with a few strands falling over my face.

I heard the front door open, “Pooja, I’m back!” he called out from the hallway.

I took a deep breath and walked out of our bedroom seductively. Ravi was standing in the hallway with his back to me, taking off his shoes.

“Ravi! Welcome back, baby.” I whispered seductively as I came up behind Ravi and wrapped my arms around his waist.

Ravi turned around in surprise and gazed at me, his jaw dropping in shock, “Pooja! You’re looking… Wow!” he whispered, his eyes glued to my tits.

“Baby, I’m in the mood for a special treat. It’s been so long since we’ve had sex.” I whispered seductively as I circled Ravi suggestively and pressed my tits against his chest.

The bastard grinned and put his arms around my waist, “Pooja, what has gotten into you?” he whispered as he leaned in and kissed me eagerly.

I kissed Ravi back hesitantly and let him grope my ass eagerly; his rough hands squeezed my ass as he kissed me, his tongue probing my mouth.

I broke apart and gazed at him seductively, “Ravi, I want you to fuck me hard. I’ll let you do Anything you want to me.” I whispered as I unbuttoned Ravi’s shirt.

Ravi smiled as he looked down at my cleavage, “My my… Mrs. Patel, you are full of surprises!” Ravi whispered as I began unbuttoning his pants.

He reached out for his phone from his pocket as I continued stripping him, “Baby, no phones! Let’s just focus on having fun!” I whispered as I pulled the phone out of his hand and threw it on the couch nearby.

We stumbled into our bedroom as Ravi pushed me towards the bed, and I pushed him towards the bed eagerly. Ravi landed on his back as I climbed on top of him, straddling him.

I gazed down at Ravi, who was looking up at me with a smug smile as he squeezed my tits through the sheer material, “Pooja, you’re looking smoking hot!” he whispered as his hands squeezed my ass eagerly.

I reached over for my phone by the table and shot a quick message to Chotu. “I thought we said no phones?!” Ravi asked with a smirk.

I smiled and put my phone away, “Just setting the alarm for tomorrow; I doubt we will be sleeping much tonight!” I whispered.

Ravi grinned and squeezed my tits eagerly, “Pooja, there is something different about you tonight.” he whispered as I leaned in and began kissing him eagerly, my tongue gliding around his mouth.

I replied between kisses, “Ravi, I just need your big fat cock!” I whispered as Ravi’s hands roamed over my sexy body eagerly. Ravi reached behind my back and undid my bra strap, “Pooja, this lingerie is amazing! Where did you get it?” Ravi asked curiously as my tits sprung free.

I shrugged as my tits bounced, “Ravi, a girl needs some secrets!” I whispered, a naughty smile on my face as I held my bra straps and ripped it off me. Ravi’s eyes widened as he gazed at my big jiggling tits.

I gently leaned in and offered the greedy bastard my tits as he eagerly latched on and began sucking on my nipples. I was determined to not enjoy it, but my body reacted instinctively; my nipples hardened instantly as Ravi sucked on them eagerly, “Ravi… Ahhh… Mmmm…” I moaned breathlessly, my fingers gliding through Ravi’s hair.

The bastard grinned as he gazed up at me, my nipple popping out of his mouth, “Pooja, it seems you missed me too!” Ravi whispered as he squeezed my tits eagerly.

His lips felt amazing, and I hated Ravi even more as my body betrayed me. Ravi’s hands glided down my thighs towards my pussy, “Pooja, you’re dripping wet!” Ravi whispered as his fingers pulled aside my thong and started rubbing my clit eagerly.

“Ravi… that feels…” I gasped, my fingers gripping Ravi’s hair as he fingered my pussy. Ravi gazed up at me triumphantly as I arched my back and started grinding my hips against his fingers, “Ravi… Ahhh…” I whimpered, my cheeks bright red as Ravi continued sucking on my tits.

I looked over at the clock by the bedside; Suraj had 15 minutes to go, and I had to keep Ravi busy. I groaned and gazed down at Ravi, “Ravi… Ahhh… I want to taste your cock!” I whispered as Ravi continued fingering my pussy.

Ravi smiled and nodded as I crawled down his body eagerly. I pulled down his pants, exposing his hard throbbing cock as it sprung free. I gasped and gazed at his cock; it wasn’t as big as Suraj’s, but it was bigger than average. “I’m doing this for Chotu!” I told myself as I gripped Ravi’s cock and stroked it slowly.

Ravi groaned as I stroked his cock, my fingers gliding along the underside of his shaft, “Pooja, you’re looking gorgeous!”

I ignored Ravi and continued stroking his cock, my fingers expertly massaging his shaft as I leaned in and began kissing along his inner thigh. Ravi groaned and threw his head back as I began licking along the underside of Ravi’s shaft, my tongue circling around his balls.

My tongue glided along Ravi’s cock as he gazed at me, “Pooja! Of baby… keep doing that!” he groaned as my tongue flicked the tip of his cock.

I smiled up at Ravi as I gripped his cock and kissed along the tip, “Does it feel good, Ravi?” I whispered as I began licking along Ravi’s shaft again, my tongue gliding along the underside of Ravi’s cock eagerly. Ravi groaned and nodded, “Pooja, your tongue feels amazing! Mmmm… I love you!”

I cringed inwardly, hearing Ravi say that but continued licking his cock as my hand began stroking Ravi’s cock more vigorously. I gazed up at him defiantly and shook my head as I parted my lips and took the tip of Ravi’s cock into my mouth.

“Pooja! Ahhh… That’s it, baby!” Ravi groaned as I began sucking Ravi’s cock eagerly, my lips wrapping around his shaft as I began bobbing my head up and down. Ravi’s fingers ran through my hair as I began sucking Ravi’s cock enthusiastically, my tongue gliding along the underside of Ravi’s cock skillfully.

Over 10 minutes, I continued sucking Ravi’s cock like a slut. Ravi groaned, “Pooja if you don’t stop… Ahhh… I’m going to cum!” he gasped as I gazed up at Ravi, my fingers pumping Ravi’s cock vigorously as I smiled and nodded.

“Cum in my mouth, Ravi! Mmmm…” I whispered as I resumed sucking Ravi’s cock greedily, my lips gliding along Ravi’s shaft. We usually got around to sex at this point, Ravi couldn’t usually cum more than once a night, so I figured this was the best way to avoid fucking him.

Ravi’s eyes widened as he gazed down at me in shock, “Pooja! Ahhh… Are you sure?!” Ravi gasped as I nodded and continued sucking Ravi’s cock eagerly. I had never let him shoot his cum in my mouth before, and my offer caught his attention.

“Yes, baby! Cum in my mouth. Ahhh… Let me taste you.” I whispered as Ravi groaned and began thrusting his cock into my mouth.

“Pooja… Ahhh… I love you! You’re the best wife… Ahhh… Ever!” Ravi moaned as he reached his climax, “I’m cumming!” Ravi groaned as he began shooting his cum into my mouth eagerly. I gasped as Ravi’s cum filled my mouth, and I struggled to swallow it all.

I continued sucking Ravi’s cock, my tongue flicking his sensitive tip as I swallowed his cum eagerly. “Pooja, you’re the best wife… Ahhh… EVER!!!” Ravi moaned as I continued sucking Ravi’s cock. Finally, I stopped and released Ravi’s cock with a pop.

I wiped my lips and gazed up at Ravi, “Did you enjoy it, Ravi?” I asked him curiously. Ravi fell back onto the bed with a content smile and replied, “That was amazing, Pooja! Come here.” I reluctantly got beside him.

“Pooja, you look gorgeous!” Ravi whispered as he caressed my tits lovingly, his fingers playing with my nipples eagerly. I looked at him with a fake smile as Ravi grinned, “Pooja, I don’t know what got into you, but I like it.”

I just smiled at the smug bastard, “Just wanted to reward my hardworking husband!” I whispered as Ravi’s fingers teased my nipples.

“Pooja, you certainly did that!” Ravi whispered as he got up from the bed and began putting on his pants. I looked at the clock and sighed with relief; Suraj probably would have left by now.

“Let me just go and get my phone, Pooja!” Ravi whispered as he went to retrieve his phone from the living room. I got up from the bed, grabbed my robe and covered my lingerie hastily. I wasn’t happy with what I had done, but I reminded myself that Suraj needed revenge, and I would do Anything for Suraj.

***

The Next Morning

The following two weeks passed by in a flash. We had set our trap for Ravi, and I was now tracking his phone conversations and the account with cash in it. I had everything I needed to shut down Ravi and was waiting for updates from Karan on Nora’s sister in Goa before I executed the next step in my plan. She was the key to everything; I would have leverage over Ravi and Kishore if I could control Nora.

My personal harem with Jhanvi and Pooja Didi was flourishing, and I fucked both sisters daily. Every morning, I was woken by Jhanvi’s lips wrapped around my cock. Jhanvi was the perfect slut, obedient and eager to please as I fucked her hard in the mornings. Jhanvi was the sweet, innocent girl-next-door type who blushed when I complimented her and was always ready for sex. Pooja Didi, on the other hand, was my office slut who loved dressing sexy and whispering dirty things in my ear during meetings. She craved the thrill of almost getting caught, and we fucked in the office several times. The confident Pooja Didi loved being my submissive Didi and was always ready to be punished in office.

Kishore, Ravi and Nora were clueless, and I enjoyed the double life I was leading. Jhanvi and Pooja’s Didi worshipped me, and I treated them like queens. I was the happiest I’d ever been, and my revenge plans against Ravi and Kishore were progressing smoothly. However, Nora was still a problem, and I needed her sister, Ileana, to bring her down.

Today was a Friday, and Jhanvi woke me up as usual by licking my cock eagerly. I was still not used to the feeling of waking up with a blowjob and often jumped with surprise, “Jhanvi… Ahhh… Mmmm…” I groaned as my eyes opened, and I gazed down at Jhanvi’s cute face as she continued sucking my cock eagerly.

Jhanvi nodded, and my cock popped out of her mouth, “Good Morning, Chotu! I’m glad you’re up.” Jhanvi whispered as she stroked my cock and began licking the tip eagerly.

“Oh fuck, baby!” I groaned as I gazed down at Jhanvi in her saree. Her sexy dark hair fell over her shoulders as her lips glided along my cock. I groaned and gazed down at Jhanvi’s cleavage through her saree, “Couldn’t wait for the master’s cock!” I whispered as I played with Jhanvi’s hair.

Jhanvi smiled and continued sucking my cock eagerly, “Mmmm… I’m ready to serve my Master! Ahhh…” Jhanvi moaned as her lips glided along my shaft, my cock going into the back of her throat as she began sucking my cock more aggressively.

Jhanvi’s blowjobs were excellent; She knew precisely what I liked and always made sure I came hard. “Jhanvi… fuck! You look so beautiful with your lips wrapped around my cock!”

I gently gripped Jhanvi’s hair and guided her head up and down my shaft. Jhanvi smiled and let me take control as my fingers ran through her hair. “Jhanvi, you’re my slutty bhabhi, aren’t you?!” I asked Jhanvi, my voice full of desire as Jhanvi nodded.

“Only yours, master!” Jhanvi whimpered as I began controlling the rhythm of her blowjob.

As Jhanvi continued sucking my cock, her tits jiggled in her blouse as my hands gripped Jhanvi’s head and began controlling her speed. “Such a slut for my cock. Ahhh… Mmm!” I whispered as I gazed down at Jhanvi’s nipples pressing against her silky saree. Jhanvi’s sexy tits bounced as I controlled her head, my cock sliding along her lips eagerly. Jhanvi nodded; my cock glided along Jhanvi’s tongue as her saliva dripped down my shaft.

“Kishore is a fucking fool for cheating on you! Ahhh… Fuck!” I groaned as Jhanvi nodded, and my cock glided along Jhanvi’s tongue. Saliva dripped down Jhanvi’s chin, “Master, I belong to you! Ahhh… Suraj!” Jhanvi whimpered, her lips wrapped around my cock as she began teasing my cock more vigorously.

Jhanvi’s tongue flicked the underside of my cock eagerly as her hands glided along my shaft. Jhanvi looked so beautiful as my cock slid along her soft lips, her lips forming an ‘O’ shape as she sucked my cock eagerly. She gazed up at me lustfully as my fingers glided through her hair. I wasn’t sure how long I would last before cumming and guiding Jhanvi’s head more urgently, “Jhanvi! I’m close! Ahhh…” I groaned, squeezing my eyes shut as Jhanvi nodded.

Jhanvi moaned, her sweet lips gliding along my throbbing cock as I got closer to an orgasm, “Cum in my mouth, Chotu. Mmm…” she whispered as she gazed up at me, her saliva and my pre-cum coated her lips and dripped down my cock, “Master… Ahhh… I’m your slut! Ahhh… Please cum in my mouth!” she whimpered. Jhanvi knew I couldn’t resist her, and she continued milking my cock with her lips eagerly as my cock stiffened and my balls tightened.

Jhanvi gazed up at me pleadingly as I nodded and gripped Jhanvi’s head between my thighs as I pulled her up to the base of my cock, “My little slut! Yes, you like my cum!” I whispered as Jhanvi hummed her agreement, her soft sweet lips wrapped around my cock as my tip touched the back of her throat. I groaned, and as I gazed down at Jhanvi, my cock erupted deep inside her mouth. Jhanvi’s lips were sealed around the base of my cock as she gazed up at me wantonly.

Jhanvi squealed with delight as my cum gushed into her mouth, and my thick creamy cum shot down her throat eagerly. She licked my cock clean as I came, gripping my cock and making sure nothing leaked from her lips.

“Jhanvi! Ahhh… Mmmm… Damn! You’re a great cock sucker!” I groaned as Jhanvi’s lips smacked as I pulled my cock out of her mouth. I collapsed back on the bed as Jhanvi began kissing my inner thigh eagerly as she stroked my cock. I gazed down at Jhanvi and gasped, “Damn! That was amazing, Jhanvi.”

Jhanvi nodded as my cock slid easily into her mouth again. I felt her lips curving into a smile as she began sucking my cock clean, her lips and tongue eagerly gathering my leftover cum. My phone rang with a message as I gazed at it sleepily.

“Found the girl you were looking for! Call me when you wake up.” It was from Karan. I jerked up in surprise and picked it up immediately.

“Jhanvi, I need to make a call. Wait!” I whispered as Jhanvi looked at me disappointingly; my cock slid out of her mouth. I dialled Karan and gazed down at Jhanvi apologetically as Karan answered the call.

“How come you are awake so early!? It isn’t even 6!” Karan exclaimed as I rolled my eyes.

“I’ve got a new alarm clock these days!” I whispered as I pinched Jhanvi’s cheeks playfully, and she giggled.

Karan laughed, “It must be one hell of an alarm clock if you are up this early!” as I gazed down at Jhanvi. She gave me a naughty wink as she eagerly kissed my inner thighs.

I nodded, “It is Karan. You have no idea!” I whispered as Jhanvi pulled up my shirt, kissing my abs, her tongue circling my belly button seductively.

“So, you asked me to track this girl, Ileana. Well, it wasn’t easy. I had to use many of Peter’s local connections to track her down. However, We finally found where she is kept.” Karan whispered as Jhanvi sat up and began taking off her blouse. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and my cock sprang up immediately at the sight of her juicy tits.

“Kept? What do you mean?” I asked Karan distractedly as Jhanvi bit her lip seductively and began taking off her saree while gazing at my erect cock.

Karan replied, “I’m not sure what you’ve got yourself into, but she’s being kept in a big villa by Vagator Beach. I’m still unable to trace the owner, but it’s guarded by some local goons 24×7, and based on my inside source, they have strict orders to not let the girl out.” Karan whispered as I nodded thoughtfully.

Jhanvi stood naked before me, gazing at me seductively as her fingers ran along her sexy curves, “I think I need to come down there to figure out what is going on. Don’t do Anything else until I call you back?” I whispered as Jhanvi bent forward, her tits before me.

“Cool Buddy. But are you going to tell me what you are up to?” Karan asked curiously.

I grinned as Jhanvi cupped her tits and ran her nipples over my lips, “I will, Karan, but first, I have an appointment with an alarm clock!” I whispered as Karan laughed, “Suraj, you’re a crazy bastard! Talk to you later.” he whispered as he hung up.

Jhanvi grinned and mounted me as soon as I put the phone down. She positioned herself over my cock and spread her pussy with her fingers, “We’ve got 15 minutes until I need to wake Kishore! You’d better fuck me hard, Chotu!” Jhanvi whispered as she lowered her pussy on my cock and began riding my cock eagerly.

I gazed at Jhanvi; she was the perfect woman: gorgeous, sexy and eager to please. I’d never thought I would one day be fucking my brother’s wife on our bed as he slept in a different room.

***

Later at breakfast

“Dad, Can I go to Goa this weekend?” I asked Dad hopefully as everyone turned towards me. Jhanvi was serving breakfast as everyone sat around the table. Pooja Didi and Ravi had come over as well. Only Tara was still yet to come down.

Dad raised an eyebrow, “Goa? Why? Aren’t you supposed to be working on the marketing plan?” Dad asked me sternly as I gulped.

“Dad, I am working on the plan. Our new product targets the young urban crowd, and Goa is the perfect market to test the new advertising plan!” I replied as Dad gazed at Kishore thoughtfully.

Kishore rolled his eyes, “Dad, we have agencies who do this stuff. Suraj doesn’t need to go anywhere!” he said as I shot him a dirty look.

Luckily, Pooja Didi chipped in, “Babuji, Maybe he should go. Suraj has been working hard! He’s young, and it will help if someone who understands the market visits to check out things on the ground.”

“Do you think so, Pooja!?” Dad asked Pooja Didi curiously. Nora shot Pooja Didi a dirty look and interjected, “Pankaj, I’m not sure Suraj knows what he’s doing! Maybe I should be the one to go instead?” Nora suggested, a little bit too eagerly. Maybe she wanted to visit or meet her sister.

I glanced at Ravi; he looked at Nora with a frown. I knew what was going through his mind. He didn’t really want to support me, but I was sure he wanted to keep Nora away from Goa. He turned towards Dad with a forced smile, “Pooja makes sense, sir. Suraj must experience the market and see if our branding and communication strategy works.” Ravi said diplomatically.

Dad leaned back and thought briefly before replying gruffly, “Alright, Suraj, but make sure you focus on work. No partying or Anything else!” Dad warned me as I nodded eagerly.

“Did I hear someone mention Goa!?” Tara asked excitedly as she entered the dining room in jeans and a crop top. I gazed at my elder sister and rolled my eyes; she looked stunning as always. Tara wore a casual outfit: skinny jeans and a top, showing off her flat waist and sexy curves. Her dark hair fell over her shoulder in a ponytail, and she wore no makeup.

Tara shot me a mischievous grin as she sat beside me, “Dad, can I go too?!”

“No, Tara! This isn’t a vacation. Suraj is going to work.”

Tara pouted, “Dad, I have my exams on Monday. Let me join Suraj only for the weekend!” Tara pleaded as Dad sighed.

“OK, fine! You can go, but make sure Suraj focuses on work!” Dad ordered Tara sternly. Tara giggled and gave me a grin, “Thanks, Dad! I promise to make sure Suraj behaves.” Tara promised.

***

The next day, I was flying to Goa with Tara and Disha. Tara had managed to convince Disha to tag along with us. After all, Disha was Karan’s elder sister, and we couldn’t keep it hidden that I was staying at her family resort.

Heads turned to look at us as I walked through the Goa airport with the two beauties. I had thought that Tara had dressed provocatively before, but without Dad and the rest of the family being around, Tara had upped her game.

Tara wore a skimpy crop top that barely hid her tits and showed off her sexy-toned midriff. Her tight jeans hugged her bubble butt and ass as we walked out of the arrival hall. On the other hand, Disha wore a tiny skirt which rode up her thighs as she walked and a low-cut spaghetti shirt which exposed her ample cleavage.

Both girls were wearing high heels and looked like sex goddesses. Tara noticed me gawking at Disha and her and nudged me, “Enjoying the view, Chotu!?” Tara said as Disha smirked at me.

“You both are looking so sexy! How am I supposed to focus on work with you two dressed like that?!” I whispered as Tara giggled, leaned in, and kissed my cheek.

“Chotu, I just want to relax and party. Raj is flying in with his friends on the afternoon flight. You worry about work and leave me to do what I want!” Tara said, her fingers running through her hair as we exited the arrival lounge.

“I’m not sure what work you’ve planned with my brother, Suraj. But I’d be happy to spend some time with you!” Disha whispered as she linked her arms with mine.

Tara pouted at that, “Hey, no flirting with my brother!” Tara smirked as she wagged her finger at Disha. Disha giggled and replied, “Tara, I’ve known Suraj since he was a kid. But I must say he has filled out nicely!”

Tara laughed and gazed at me appreciatively, “Well, Even I must admit, Chotu has gotten pretty buff!” she replied as she wrapped her hands around my muscular arm. I rolled my eyes as we reached the arrival gates and looked for the car Karan had sent over for us.

To my surprise, Karan was standing by the car instead of the driver, wearing a driver’s hat. It had been 3 years since I’d last seen him, and he was sporting a beard now. He was still as lean as earlier, but he’d definitely worked on his fashion sense. His curly hair was stylishly messed up, and he wore a black fitted shirt and grey shorts, which complemented his fashionable loafers. His skin was tanned due to the Goa sun, and he looked great as he leaned against the car.

Karan grinned as I approached, “Suraj! It’s been ages, man!” as we hugged each other.

I patted his back, “Dude, this is quite a reception!” I whispered as Disha and Tara came up behind me.

Karan’s jaw dropped open as he gazed at Tara, “Wow! Tara, you look stunning!” Karan gasped as he hugged Tara. Tara giggled and whispered, “Karan, you haven’t changed a bit!” as Karan grinned.

“Well, I think a lot of things have changed, but you’d have to let me buy you a drink to explain!” Karan whispered as Tara giggled.

I cleared my throat as Disha came up from behind, “Tara, if you let my brother start flirting with you, then we’ll be stuck here forever!” Disha remarked as Tara blushed.

She wasn’t wrong; Karan had a major crush on Tara throughout school. He never missed a chance to ask her out or flirt with her. She always refused, but that didn’t deter my friend from trying.

Karan grinned and greeted Disha, “Sister dearest, you look amazing too!” as he hugged Disha playfully.

Disha smiled, “Shut up and get the luggage in the boot, Karan!” Karan grinned, and Karan and I began loading our luggage into the boot.

We got into the car, and I took the front passenger seat while the two sexy girls occupied the backseat. Karan drove us to the resort and took the car around the back of the main building as we arrived at a beach-facing villa. I gazed at the quaint-looking building as we got out; it was 2 stories tall and faced the Beach.

“Welcome to Villa Rosa!” Karan announced proudly as he gestured towards the entrance.

“This is ours?! It’s so beautiful, Karan!” Tara exclaimed as we entered the Villa and found a spacious living area and kitchen. The walls and furniture had a rustic style with Portuguese influence.

“Girls, I’ve got 3 rooms upstairs. Make yourselves comfortable and freshen up! I’ve arranged for drinks at 4 pm at the beach-facing bar of the main hotel. Disha, you also know the way to the resort spa if you want to get pampered.” Karan informed us as Disha’s eyes lit up.

“Spa?! Sign me up, Karan!” Disha exclaimed as Tara rolled her eyes, “Disha, we’re meeting Raj and the gang at 4!”

Disha glared at Tara, “Tara, I had a long flight and could use some pampering!” she retorted as Karan led the way upstairs. I followed the girls and gazed at their asses admiringly as we walked up the stairs.

Karan assigned the bedrooms, “Suraj, ” a master bedroom on the top floor with sea-facing views. We’re sharing that room. Tara and Disha, you guys can pick any 2 other bedrooms!”

As the girls disappeared into their rooms, Karan pulled me aside, “Now, my brother, tell me what the fuck is going on? Why are we tracking this chick being held hostage in Goa?”

I obviously couldn’t tell him everything, especially about Jhanvi and Pooja, but I did explain that the girl was Nora’s sister and there was some blackmail involved, which was threatening my family. Karan knew I was keeping most of the details from him, but I respected that he just accepted what I said with no further questions. He was like a brother to me for a reason. We trusted each other.

The girls had their own plans, so we immediately went to Karan’s office, where his Head of Security, Peter, was waiting with a folder for us. Peter had been Karan’s bodyguard during school and college. He was in his late 50s now but was a musclebound badass who looked like he could kill anyone.

The Thapar were the most prominent business family in town; the resort chain was just one of their ventures. Their empire was even bigger than ours, and Karan was the heir. Mr. Thapar wasn’t fucking around with his security.

“Boss, the house we tracked her to is pretty lightly guarded. It’s just 3 guys who take shifts, and a maid and cook come in and out every day. Based on what the neighbours say, the girl is never allowed out and has been at that house for a year. Here are surveillance photos of the house and surrounding areas!” Peter explained as he showed me the pictures of the house and the 3 goons guarding it.

I gazed at the photos thoughtfully, “Any idea who the house’s owner is?” I asked curiously as Peter shook his head, “Nobody knows. There isn’t much to go by the boss.”

I picked a picture from the file: Ileana, Nora’s sister. She was slender and had dark hair which fell over her shoulders. The girl was wearing a white dress and sitting by the window, gazing at the ocean.

“Can we free her? I mean, it will be illegal?” I asked Karan curiously as he nodded.

Peter said, “We can get her out, but we don’t know who her captors are and why they keep her captive! We also don’t know who might come after us once we rescue her.”

I gazed at the photo of Ileana thoughtfully, “I’m not worried about that. I know who the guy holding her captive is. Let me talk to her and find out what is happening.” I whispered as I put the photo back in the folder.

Karan looked at me curiously, “Suraj, you are keeping me in the dark, but I’m not going to push you. If you need Anything from me, just let me know.” Karan whispered as I smiled at my best friend.

We spent the next few hours planning how to extract Ileana, “I think evening after sunset would be best. The guards change around 6, and the night shift guy is just a druggie who is high half the time, and my guys can distract him quietly!” Peter explained, “We can get her out safely, boss!”

It was a sound plan, and Karan trusted Peter. We gave him the go-ahead and headed back to the Villa. We were waiting to catch Tara and Disha getting ready for the bar. Disha had changed into a sexy pink bikini and a sheer floral kaftan, and Tara was wearing a sexy yellow off-the-shoulder crochet coverup and a sexy black string bikini underneath. Tara’s hair was tied in a messy ponytail and wore a pair of shades.

“Chotu! Karan, are you coming to the bar with us?!” Tara asked eagerly as Disha gazed at me suggestively.

I couldn’t help but eye Tara’s sexy cleavage as she leaned towards me eagerly. They looked like Instagram models ready for a photoshoot, and I gulped as Disha’s hand reached out and caressed my chest.

“Come on, Suraj. You’ve hardly spent time with me ever since you moved back! Let’s have fun!” Disha whispered as she kissed my cheek playfully. Tara looked on, amused, as Disha flirted shamelessly with me.

Disha had always been this way, confident and flirty. She was with a different boyfriend each month and could get any guy she wanted. And I guess after my buff transformation after returning from college, I was finally on her radar.

Disha gazed at me seductively, “What do you say, Suraj?! Don’t you want to see me in my bikini?” Disha whispered as she posed sexily, hooking her thumbs into her thong.

Her tits were straining against her bikini top, and I couldn’t help but gaze at Disha lustfully. Tara smirked at me and said, “Come on guys, we’ll be partying at the resort club later tonight! Raj and his friends are already there!”.

Karan saved me by suggesting he and I would join them later at night. As the girls left, Karan grinned, “You have to admit, our sisters are both fucking hot, Suraj!” he said as I gazed at the girls walking along the pathway to the resort.

I nodded as we headed into the house. We got a few beers out as we waited for Peter’s call. “Disha is a fucking sex bomb!” I said as Karan chuckled.

“Well, Suraj, Disha is my sister, and I love her. But you’re right, Disha is a slut. She gets through boyfriends quicker than she changes her clothes!” Karan remarked as I laughed, “I’m more interested in Tara, though.” Karan confessed.

I grinned and replied, “Big surprise for everyone. Dude, my sister’s been turning you down since we were 16. She thinks you are cute, but I don’t think she’s ever considered you!”

Karan sighed and replied, “She’s just so beautiful, Suraj! Tara is gorgeous, and I still don’t see what she sees in Raj Oberoi?”

“Oberoi?! Raj’s family owns Oberoi Industries?!” I asked Karan, surprised. I had met his arrogant father just a few weeks ago.

“Yup, and he’s the biggest bully in the college, from what I hear. He pretends to be this good guy in front of Tara, but he and his gang are the most arrogant pricks I’ve ever seen.”

I frowned at that information. I had been getting bad vibes about this Raj for weeks, but Karan’s news shocked me. I was not sure what to do here. Tara was my elder sister, and I wanted her to be happy.

I decided to stay quiet for now as we continued to wait for Peter’s call.

***

The operation was a complete success. I watched from the car as Peter’s men knocked out the guard discreetly and extracted Ileana. The girl was confused and was wearing a robe as she was brought to our car. I expected Nora’s sister to be pretty, but the girl brought to the vehicle was drop-dead gorgeous. She was taller than average and slender, with a slim waist and cute face. Her hair was short and fell over her ears as she gazed at me fearfully.

Peter gently shoved her into the car, “Ileana, you’re safe now! We’ll take you somewhere you can rest, and then you can tell me whatever you want!” I whispered as Ileana gazed at me hesitantly.

“I’ve been locked up for a year… Who Are you?” Ileana whispered.

“Ileana, I’m sorry I can’t tell you Anything yet. But I want you to trust me,” I said as Peter drove us towards the resort. Ileana gazed at me tearfully, “I don’t believe you. Everyone wants something from me!”

The girl was getting hysterical, and I tried to calm her down, “Ileana, I’m a friend of Nora. She’s your sister.”

Ileana’s eyes widened at that, “Nora, Oh god! Please tell me she’s alright?!” Ileana whispered as tears streamed down her cheeks.

I nodded, “Your sister is fine. Ileana, I’ll tell you everything, but I need you to calm down first.”

Karan interjected, “Suraj, the girl is in shock. Let’s get Ileana settled in, and you can talk to her tomorrow!” Karan said as he gave her a smile and asked her to just relax in her seat.

Ileana was calmer by the time we reached the resort. Peter escorted Ileana to her room, “I’ll watch her for the night, boss! You guys can talk to her tomorrow.” Peter said as I nodded, and Karan and I returned to the Villa.

***

It was around 8 by the time we reached the Villa. Disha had left us a note that she and Tara were going to the pub at the resort with Raj and his friends. I needed a break from all this drama, and Karan and I decided to hit the pub.

I showered and changed quickly. I wore a collared polo Shirt and a pair of casual pants. Karan came down in a casual blazer and shirt.

“Ready to party, Karan?!” I asked as he nodded eagerly.

The pub was massive and was located by the Beach; it was a chic place with great music. People were partying on the sand and relaxing on the poolside cabanas. I gazed around the pub as we made our way to the VIP section of the club. The pub was crowded with tourists and locals alike.

I spotted Disha and Tara dancing on the dance floor together; a group of 5 guys was with them. Raj Oberoi was leading the pack; he was tall with a crew-cut hairstyle and a chiselled appearance. He was wearing a branded shirt and shorts, which highlighted his muscles. The 4 other guys with him were his college buddies, who were shamelessly ogling Disha and Tara.

Raj had his hands around Tara as Tara danced seductively with Disha. Disha seemed oblivious to the stares and groping of Raj’s friends as she ground against them seductively. Karan had noticed Tara and Raj as well and frowned. Watching Tara with Raj would irritate Karan, so I pulled him to the bar.

“Forget Tara, Dude! There are tons of hot girls at the bar!” I whispered to him, but I did gaze at Disha and Tara as we got seated. Tara and Disha were both dancing seductively, their sexy curves and tits were on display as Raj and his gang of perverts surrounded them. Disha and Tara were total sex bombs in their outfits; Disha was wearing a skimpy red halterneck dress that ended above her knees, while Tara wore a sexy mesh top and a mini skirt.

I thought about the first day I was back and how Tara had flirted with me shamelessly. My cock stirred in my pants as Tara sensually swayed her hips along to the song’s beat. Tara was my elder sister, but I couldn’t deny that she was a sex goddess. I wasn’t sure where these thoughts were coming from, and I shook my head and headed with Karan to the bar.

The two of us ordered shots and began drinking. By the time we were down a few shots, Tara, Disha and their gang had gone to one of the private VIP lounges. Karan was still upset seeing Tara with Raj Oberoi and was getting drunk pretty quickly.

I gazed at Karan questioningly, “Dude, are you OK?” I asked as Karan downed another shot.

Karan sighed, “Tara is beautiful, Suraj. I know she’s your elder sister, but damn!”

I smiled at him sympathetically, “Dude, I get it. You’ve been crushing on my sister for years! But you’ve got to move on, bro!” I told him as Karan ordered two more tequila shots.

“Suraj, I can’t help it. I’ve loved her since before her ‘transformation’! I was in love with her nerdy, clumsy self, but now… Fuck! Suraj, I can’t imagine her with anyone else!” Karan said as I smiled at him sympathetically. I downed my shot and gazed at him. I wish I could help him, but I wasn’t sure how.

As we ordered a few more, I glanced up towards the VIP area and thought I heard some commotion. A waitress was rushing from the section where Tara and Disha were with Raj’s friends. I immediately got concerned and nudged Karan, who was nursing his shot glass.

“Karan, something is wrong!” I whispered as Karan’s eyes narrowed. We immediately rushed up the stairs to the VIP area.

As we reached, my jaw dropped open at the sight before me. Tara and Disha were being felt up by Raj’s friends. They seemed too drunk to know what was happening, and Raj glared at Karan as he entered, “Thapar?! What the fuck are you doing here!?” Raj Oberoi snapped as he rose to his feet.

“What the fuck is going on, Raj?!” I hissed as I gazed at Disha, who looked embarrassed.

Raj glared at me, “Who the fuck are you? Don’t interfere when you aren’t invited!”

That pissed me off, and I immediately got into Raj’s face, ” I’m Tara’s brother, Oberoi!” I hissed as Raj frowned.

I gazed back at Tara, who was trying to pull away from one of Raj’s friends, who had his hands around her waist. “Buddy, chill! Your sis and her friend were having a good time until you interrupted!” one of the drunks muttered as he reached out to touch Tara’s tits.

All my training from the past 3 years coalesced into one moment, and my fist flew forward and landed smack on Raj’s friend’s nose. He cried out in pain as he fell to the floor, clutching his bloody nose. Tara gasped in surprise as Raj Oberoi snarled and swung at me. Karan grabbed Raj Oberoi at this point and threw him onto the couch.

I pulled Tara and Disha behind Karan, and another of Raj’s friends rushed me. I sidestepped and punched him hard in the gut as he doubled over in pain. Raj Oberoi growled angrily as Karan landed his own punch on Raj’s cheek, “Stay the fuck away, Oberoi!” Karan snarled as Raj Oberoi fell back on the sofa.

We would probably have taken these guys any other day, but the alcohol seemed to have dulled our senses as all 5 guys got up and rushed us. Raj Oberoi and two others tackled Karan and began punching him as I struggled with Raj’s other 2 friends. This was the last I remembered as someone hit me from behind and knocked me unconscious.

***

The Next Morning

I woke up with a painful bump the following day in a bed which didn’t feel like mine. I gazed around and realized I was in one of the rooms in Karan’s Villa. I gazed around groggily, and Karan was sprawled on the king-size bed beside me, sporting a black bruise over his left eye. My head throbbed, and I shook Karan awake, “Karan, Dude, wake up!” I whispered as Karan groaned and opened his eyes. I sat up at the edge of the bed beside Karan and looked at him with concern.

“Tara!!! They’re awake!” I heard a sound from the side as I turned towards it. Tara and Disha were curled up on the couch; Disha wore shorts and a tight t-shirt, while Tara wore an oversized t-shirt. Tara rubbed her eyes briefly before gasping as she realized Karan and I were awake.

“Guys! I’m so sorry about last night!” Tara cried out as she sat up and came and hugged me. I gazed at my elder sister; her eyes were swollen, and her mascara had run down her cheeks. She must have been crying all night.

“Tara, are you OK!?” I asked as I hugged Tara.

“Chotu, I’m so glad you guys rescued us! Raj and his friends had some idea of ‘sharing’ Disha and me!” Tara sobbed in my arms.

“What happened after I passed out?!” I asked curiously as I looked up at Disha from between Tara’s soft sobs. Disha had a guilty look on her face as she stood in front of Karan and me. Tara spoke up, “Karan’s bodyguards arrived just in time! They thrashed Raj and his friends and dragged you two back here.”

Tara wiped her tears and gazed at Karan and me guiltily, “Chotu, Karan, I’m sorry!” she whispered as Karan shook his head.

“Tara, it’s not your fault! Oberoi is a fucking asshole!” Karan said as he tried getting up from the bed but groaned and touched his ribs, “The bastards got in a few good punches!” Karan cursed.

“Oh, Karan! I’m sorry, you’ve been telling me to dump Raj for a year, but I never listened to you.” Tara whispered, got off my lap, and hugged Karan tightly. He looked over at me in shock as Tara cuddled in his lap.

“Tara, I would never let Anything happen to you. You know that. I’m just glad you’re safe!” Karan whispered as Tara wiped her eyes and looked into Karan’s eyes gratefully.

I smiled at the scene. Tara was in Karan’s lap, and Karan looked like Christmas had come early. But my heart sank as I gazed at Disha, who looked downcast. I got up and said, “Disha, you OK?” I whispered as Disha stared at me guiltily.

“It’s my fault. I convinced Tara for some playful teasing, but Raj and his friends misunderstood, and things escalated!” Disha whispered as I hugged her tightly.

“Disha, None of this was your fault! You’re our sisters, and we’d never let Anything happen to her!” I whispered as Disha gazed at me tearfully. I looked down at her face; even with tears, she looked radiant. Disha had soft brown eyes, which gazed at me apologetically. Her full lips curved into a smile as I stared at her comfortingly. Disha bit her lip shyly as her body pressed up to mine.

It was just a moment, but we looked into each other’s eyes, and before I knew it, Disha leaned in, and her lips touched mine. Tara and Karan gazed at us in shock as Disha kissed me passionately, her lips smashing against mine. I froze in surprise as her arms wrapped around me, her soft lips exploring mine. Finally, Tara called out to Disha as she pulled away from me breathlessly.

“Disha, What the hell?!” Tara exclaimed as Disha blushed. She gazed at Karan and Tara apologetically, “Sorry guys! Chotu… Couldn’t help myself…” Disha mumbled.

Disha gazed at me with desire as she whispered, ” Suraj, Thanks.” she pulled away reluctantly and sat beside Karan and Tara on the bed. The situation was awkward as I sat on the bed as well.

We stayed quiet for a minute until Disha broke the silence, “Guys, I’m hungry!” she giggled as Tara laughed. Karan and I grinned as Tara and Disha giggled.

“Well, why don’t our heroes freshen up, and we girls will order a breakfast feast!” Tara suggested as Karan, and I nodded enthusiastically.

The girls left, and Karan and I stared at each other bemusedly. I gazed at Karan and grinned, “Thanks for having my back last night, dude.” Karan smiled back.

“Suraj, you’re my brother! Besides, I’ve wanted to punch Oberoi since I saw him!” Karan whispered as I grinned at him. We freshened up in the ensuite bathroom and came down half an hour later to find a huge breakfast at the dining table. Tara and Disha grinned eagerly as Karan and I began piling food on our plates.

I was starving and began eating eagerly; Tara and Disha looked at us in amusement as they finished their fruit juices. Both girls had showered and looked fresh and energetic.

They were looking sexy as hell in short booty shorts and tight crop tops, and I gazed at them admiringly as I ate. Tara was wearing a sexy green crop top, while Disha wore a sexy purple crop top, which exposed her toned waist. Their hair was wet and was tied in a ponytail. Disha caught me staring at her tits and grinned naughtily. I blushed and turned to Karan as he and Tara began chatting animatedly.

“Hungry Karan?!” Tara grinned and lovingly pinched Karan’s cheeks as he ate his Aloo Paratha. Disha giggled and leaned forward on the table, offering me some fruit juice, her cleavage on display as I eyed her hungrily.

10 minutes later, we were all sitting on the couch, Disha beside me and Tara beside Karan. Tara gently inspected Karan’s bruised eye, “Does it hurt Karan!?” Tara asked as Karan grinned and enjoyed Tara fussing over him.

Disha was gazing at me mischievously beside me, her hand slowly reaching out and rubbing my muscular thigh. Her tits were inches from my face as she leaned towards me, “Suraj, thanks again!” Disha whispered as her fingers traced a circle over my thigh. I gulped as Disha’s fingers crept closer to my cock.

I gazed at her nervously, my cock springing to life as Disha smirked and began stroking it over my pants. Tara and Karan were engrossed in conversation, and I gulped as Disha ran her fingers across my thighs.

We were interrupted as Tara called out my name and turned around. She grinned at Karan and me, “Both of you were such heroes last night! Maybe we should reward you?!” Tara giggled, “What do you guys want to do today? Disha and I will do Anything you want?”

“Anything?” Karan asked Tara hopefully as Tara giggled and pinched his cheek playfully, “Yes, Karan, Anything!” Tara assured him.

Karan grinned at Tara eagerly and whispered, “Tara, I’d like a kiss like Disha gave Suraj!” Karan whispered as Tara blushed. Disha smirked and gazed at Tara amusedly, “How about it, Tara!? Karan deserves a reward, too!” Disha whispered as Tara bit her lip nervously.

I gazed at Tara; she looked unsure, but I could also sense her curiosity. She’d built up a mental block against Karan for years, but after last night, I felt she was reconsidering. Tara gulped and nodded, “Just one kiss, Karan!” she whispered as Disha clapped, and Karan grinned in delight.

Tara turned towards Karan, who looked like he was dreaming. Tara bit her lip nervously as Karan leaned towards her, his lips touching hers. Tara closed her eyes as Karan kissed her passionately. Disha grinned and squeezed my thigh as Tara let Karan kiss her.

Tara let out a small moan as Karan’s tongue entered her mouth, and he began making out with her eagerly. Tara pulled back momentarily, looking at Karan in shock, “Karan!” Tara gasped as Karan gazed at her intensely. Tara gulped, leaned in, and kissed Karan again, her lips and tongue exploring his eagerly. Karan pulled her into his lap, and they made out passionately as Disha and I watched.

Disha gazed at them amusedly, “Tara and Karan finally?!” Disha smirked as I grinned. She leaned in and whispered to me, “Suraj, I guess I owe you a kiss too!” she whispered as she planted her lips on mine.

My hands wrapped around Disha’s waist as I began kissing her back, our tongues entwined as we started making out sensually. Tara and Karan were too busy making out to notice us as I gazed into Disha’s sexy eyes. Disha smirked and got on my lap, her ass grinding against my erect cock as she wrapped her arms around me, and we began kissing eagerly.

Disha and I made out passionately, her tits pressing against my chest as my hands cupped her round bubble butt. Disha moaned as I squeezed her asscheeks eagerly. Tara and Karan were still making out on the other end of the couch.

It was a few minutes until all four of us stopped making out exhausted. Tara and Karan gazed at each other sheepishly as Disha and I grinned at each other. Tara stared at Karan and whispered, “Karan, Is there anything else you want?” Tara whispered seductively as Karan smiled and gazed at her hungrily. She had probably forgotten that Disha and I were just beside her.

“That was No. 1 on my list, Tara!” Karan whispered as Tara giggled and bit her lip seductively.

“Really?! What else is on that list?” Tara whispered as Karan grinned.

“Well, No. 2 is getting to see your tits! I’ve been dying to see them forever!” Karan whispered as Tara blushed deeply and glanced at Disha and me.

“Dude, I’m her brother, and your sister is in the room!” I leaned over and punched Karan playfully. Disha giggled as Tara looked at us amusedly.

“Dude, I’ve been dreaming of Tara since school! You can leave the room if you want!” Karan retorted as Tara blushed.

“It’s my room!” I protested.

“It’s my hotel!” Karan replied smugly. Tara giggled at us both and shushed Karan with a finger on the lips, “You’re both the same two idiots as when we were kids”.

Tara looked at Disha and raised an eyebrow; it was as if they both had a telepathic conversation. Tara nodded, and Disha grinned excitedly. Karan and I gazed at them curiously as Disha got off my lap and helped Tara get up.

We looked at the two sexy women expectantly as Tara and Disha looked at us. Disha giggled and winked at Tara, “Maybe we should give our brothers a little treat?! Maybe reward Karan with a few things on his list.” Tara whispered as Disha nodded eagerly.

Tara and Disha stood before us on the carpet, the sun filtering through the window and highlighting their sexy curves. Both were quite tall, and their sexy legs were highlighted by their shorts. Tara had long, slender legs, her tanned skin contrasting with her crop top. Disha’s legs were more muscular, her thighs curvy and sexy.

Karan and I gazed at their sexy waists; both women had slender waists and toned abs. Tara’s crop top hugged her sexy breasts, which looked huge on her thin frame. Disha’s crop top showed off her toned midriff sexily, her tits straining against the fabric.

Both women looked like sex goddesses as they gazed at us amusedly. Karan looked like he was in heaven as Tara bit her lip and looked uncertainly at Disha. Disha nodded at Tara encouragingly, and Tara said, “You can only look, OK?” Tara asked Karan and me as Karan gulped and nodded.

Both girls slowly and seductively lifted their crop tops to reveal their naked breasts. Tara had big tits, which looked huge on her slender frame. Her tits looked like melons, with a slight tilt upwards and huge pink nipples which hardened instantly. Karan looked like he had died and gone to heaven as he gazed at Tara’s tits lustfully.

Disha’s tits were also huge but tear-drop-shaped, and her nipples were smaller and darker. Karan and I couldn’t take our eyes off their sexy tits.

“Fuck, Tara! Your tits are huge!” Karan whispered as Tara blushed.

“Disha, Tara, you both look like Angels!” I whispered as I gazed at Tara’s tits lustfully.

“Sexy big-tittied angels?” Disha smiled and licked her lips seductively as Tara giggled. Karan and I gazed at them, entranced, both of us overwhelmed by their huge tits.

Tara’s and Disha’s tits looked delicious; both pairs bounced lightly as Tara and Disha bit their lips. We couldn’t stop ourselves from gazing at them like creeps. Tara and Disha looked at each other and nodded as if to confirm something. Tara and Disha giggled and slowly took off their crop tops and tossed them aside. They slowly took a few steps forward and got between Karan and me on the couch. Tara took a seat adjacent to Karan, and Disha was beside me.

Karan and I gazed at them lustfully, Tara’s tits looked succulent, and I was dying to squeeze them, while Disha’s tits looked firm and bouncy. Karan and I eagerly reached out towards Tara and Disha’s tits, but Disha playfully slapped our hands.

“Ah-ah! Remember, no touching!” Disha scolded as she and Tara grinned sexily. Tara and Disha leaned back on the couch, their bare tits bouncing sexily as Karan and I gazed at them lustfully.

Tara and Disha’s eyes twinkled with mischief as their hands cupped their tits and gently caressed them. Karan and I watched eagerly as Tara and Disha caressed their tits and gazed at us lustfully.

“It feels odd having my brother and his best friend gazing at me like this!” Tara giggled as Disha smirked, “It’s kind of hot though, isn’t it?!” Disha whispered as Tara bit her lip and nodded.

“C-Can we touch them, Tara?!” Karan stuttered as Tara giggled and shook her head.

“It depends… is this on your list?! Seeing my tits, squeezing my tits?” Tara teased as Karan gulped and nodded eagerly.

“Well, If this is on your list, how can I refuse?!” Tara grinned and looked at Disha, “What about you Disha?!”

Disha giggled, “If Karan gets to touch your boobs, then Suraj gets to touch mine!” Disha whispered as Tara laughed and nodded. This was all the go-ahead we needed as Karan, and I eagerly reached out and cupped Tara and Disha’s tits.

I began teasing Disha while Karan played with Tara’s boobs,

My fingers sunk into Disha’s soft tits as I fondled her tits greedily. Karan did the same with my sister as Tara bit her lip seductively. I gazed at Disha lustfully as I fondled her tits, my palms enjoying the softness of her tits.

I was lost in ecstasy; Disha’s huge tits were soft as I gently squeezed them, my thumbs gently brushing over her huge nipples. Karan was in paradise as Tara gazed at him lustfully, “You’ve fantasized about this for years, huh?!” Tara whispered as Karan nodded.

“But your tits are even better than in my dreams!” Karan whispered as Tara giggled and kissed Karan’s cheek. Disha whimpered slightly as I cupped her tits greedily, playing with her hard nipples.

“You like them, Suraj?! You like your sister’s best friend’s big tits?!” Disha teased as I gazed at her lustfully.

At my words, she looked into my eyes and kissed me hard on the lips as we made out passionately, Karan and Tara watching us lustfully. I massaged Disha’s tits eagerly as we kissed, our tongues intertwined as we kissed each other with desire.

As we kissed, I sucked on Disha’s lower lips, my hands groping her huge tits possessively as she moaned softly. I couldn’t get enough of Disha’s tits and continued to play with her tits while we kissed. I tweaked her hard nipples with my fingers as Disha moaned loudly and kissed me back eagerly.

We eventually pulled apart from each other, breathing hard from the intense makeout session. I looked over to see Tara and Karan making out as well; they had changed their positions on the couch to be more comfortable.

Karan had spread his legs, and Tara had scootched in between his legs, resting her back against his chest and facing us. Tara’s tits were in Karan’s palms while Karan hugged her from behind. Tara’s head was tilted backwards as Karan eagerly kissed her neck and explored her tits. She was moaning softly as Karan kissed her neck and shoulders.

“Oh, Karan! Don’t stop, baby…” Tara moaned as Karan fondled her tits eagerly.

Karan’s hands roamed all over Tara’s body, her tits, her flat stomach. I gazed at my sister and Karan lustfully; they looked so hot. I had never seen such an expression on my sister’s face before. Karan was kissing her earlobes, and Tara looked like she was in paradise.

“They look so hot together, Suraj!” Disha whispered as we watched Karan and Tara make out. Tara turned her head and kissed Karan as Karan’s hands caressed her tits.

“We can’t let them show us up, Suraj!” Disha whispered as I smirked, pulled Disha close to me, and began kissing her neck passionately. Disha and I mirrored Karan and Tara’s position, Disha’s back resting against my chest as we faced Tara and Karan.

Disha turned her head sideways, and we began kissing each other eagerly. As we kissed, I nibbled on Disha’s lower lips, my hands roaming all over her sexy body. Disha’s tits were so huge as I fondled them eagerly while we kissed. My other hand caressed Disha’s sexy waist before sliding into her booty shorts.

I caressed Disha’s pussy over her panties as we kissed. Disha was already dripping wet, and she moaned as I rubbed her clit through her panties.

“Suraj, keep going!” Disha encouraged me as I slid my hand into her thongs and fingered her pussy. Disha moaned loudly as I rubbed her clit with one hand while squeezing her tits with the other.

“Suraj!! Oh god, yes!” Disha moaned as I fingered her eager pussy. Her moans were getting louder, and I gazed at Tara and Karan, who had paused their makeout session to watch Disha and me.

“Disha! Suraj! Holy fuck, this is so hot!” Karan whispered as Tara looked spellbound.

Disha was grinding her ass against my erect cock as I fingered her eagerly. My sister’s best friend looked so sexy as she writhed against me in pleasure.

I watched Karan look questioningly at Tara; he wanted to do more but wasn’t sure what Tara would allow him to do. Tara gazed at Karan lustfully and nodded as she whispered, “You can take my shorts off, Karan.”

Karan gazed at Tara in disbelief as he hooked his fingers into her shorts and slid them off her sexy, long legs. My sister now lay topless on Karan’s couch, wearing just a thong. Karan looked like he had won the lottery as he gazed at Tara’s thong-clad pussy.

“Tara, you look so fucking hot!” Karan whispered as Tara blushed. She leaned over and gave him a kiss on his cheek and gripped his hands, and guided his hands to her thong-covered pussy. Karan looked like he had died and gone to heaven as he rubbed Tara’s pussy over her thong.

At Karan’s touch, Tara moaned softly, “Oh, Karan! That’s it! Keep rubbing my pussy!” Tara whispered. I looked mesmerized as I watched my best friend pull aside Tara’s thong and begin fingering my sister. This was another level of taboo as I sneaked a peek at my sister’s pussy.

Meanwhile, Disha was writhing in my lap as I fingered her to an orgasm. She was panting, and I gazed at her sexy tits as her boobs heaved as she gasped in my lap.

“Suraj, Oh god… My pussy feels so good!” Disha begged as I pushed her to an orgasmic high. Disha’s hips bucked in my lap as I fingered her, and she shuddered in my arms.

“You’re such a slut, Disha! Did your panties get soaked in the last few minutes just from me playing with your tits!” I whispered as Disha blushed and ground her ass on my cock.

“Mmm… they… they didn’t, but I’m really, you know, sensitive down there!”

I grinned at that information, “Sensitive down there?! Where?” I whispered as I grabbed Disha’s shorts and pulled them down, revealing her black lacy thong.

Disha gasped as I yanked her thong to the side, exposing her glistening pussy. Disha’s pussy was clean-shaven and looked delicious. My middle finger circled Disha’s swollen clit as she moaned.

I slid two fingers inside Disha’s pussy, and she gasped, “Suraj! Mmm… Suraj! Your fingers feel so good!” Disha groaned as she ground her ass against my bulge.

Karan and Tara were in their own romantic little world as I continued teasing Disha, oblivious to Disha and Me. Tara was guiding Karan’s fingers as he rubbed her pussy. Tara bit her lip as Karan rubbed her clit, “Keep rubbing Karan! That’s it! My pussy is so wet for you!” Tara whispered.

“Tara, I’ve always dreamed of this! I love you, Tara!” Karan whispered as Tara moaned sensually. My sister looked like a pornstar as she writhed in Karan’s lap.

Tara was too horny to respond, but she did whisper, “Don’t Stop Karan!” and pushed her tongue into Karan’s mouth, and they began French-kissing eagerly. Karan’s one hand was expertly teasing and pinching Tara’s nipples while his other hand was fingering my sister to an orgasm.

“Mmmmm… Karan… Oh god… I’m not going to be able to control myself much longer!” Tara moaned as Karan grinned.

“Aahhh… Suraj! Right there! Keep rubbing my Clitty! My pussy feels so good!!” Disha moaned in my lap as she reached and wrapped her hands behind my head.

I could not believe the scene that was playing out right now. My sister was lying topless in Karan’s lap as he fingered her to an orgasm while I fingered her best friend, Disha, in my own lap. All of this happened just a few hours after the previous night’s chaos.

“Suraj! I’m cumming! Aahhh… Fuck! I’m cumming!” Disha screamed as she shuddered in my lap, her hips jerking wildly as I fingered her to an orgasm.

“Karan… Oh my god… I’m going to cum, Karan! Karan!” Tara moaned as Karan fingered her to a powerful orgasm. My sister threw her head back and screamed as she had a massive orgasm in Karan’s lap.

The whole scene was a taboo mess as Tara and Disha panted breathlessly in our arms. I gazed at the two sexy women in our laps hungrily, their tits heaving as their chests rose and fell with heavy breaths.

Karan and I gazed at each other bemusedly; this was way more than either of us ever expected. Our sisters were topless in our laps, their tits exposed and still aroused after a mindblowing orgasm. Karan looked at me quizzically, ‘what now?!’ he mouthed silently as I shrugged.

However, lucky for us, Disha was in no mood for the fun to end. She gazed at Karan mischievously as Tara recovered from her orgasm in Karan’s arms. “Had fun watching your sister cum Karan!?” Disha whispered.

“You’re such a pervert!” Disha gave him a naughty wink as she got up and turned to face me, “But if you boys can keep this a secret, then we can have so much more fun!” Disha whispered seductively.

Karan gulped as Tara gazed at Disha in surprise. “Disha?!” Tara whispered in shock as Disha giggled, got off my lap, and knelt before me between my legs.

Disha gazed up at me seductively as she unzipped my jeans and tugged them off me. I was wearing boxers, and Disha grinned at my throbbing erection, tenting my boxers. She licked her lips hungrily as she pulled down my boxers, and my 12-inch cock sprang up in Disha’s face.

Disha grinned in delight as she gazed at my huge cock lustfully, “Oh my fucking god Suraj! Tara, your younger brother has a huge cock!” Disha exclaimed as Tara stared at my cock in shock. I watched as she wrapped her delicate hands around my thick shaft. She licked her lips hungrily as she lowered her head and began licking my cock sensually.

“Oh god… that feels so good!” I groaned in pleasure as Disha began sucking on my huge cock. My sister’s best friend was on her knees between my legs, her lips locked around my cock as she sucked on it hungrily. Disha gazed up at me sexily as she bobbed her head up and down my huge cock, her tongue swirling around my cockhead eagerly.

“Mmm, Suraj! Your cock tastes so good!” Disha moaned as she deepthroated me, her lips inches away from the base of my cock. I gasped as Disha deepthroated me repeatedly, my balls slapping against her chin as she sucked on my huge cock eagerly.

I looked over at Karan and Tara. They looked at each other nervously before Tara nodded shyly. Karan grinned, and Tara also got on her knees between Karan’s legs. My jaw dropped as I realized that my sister was also taking off Karan’s shorts and boxers.

Tara gasped as Karan’s 9-inch cock sprung up before her eyes. It wasn’t as big as mine, but boy, was it thick! Tara gulped as she gazed at Karan’s huge cock nervously before wrapping her delicate fingers around it.

“It’s sooo thick, Karan!” Tara whispered as Karan grinned and stroked her hair sexily. Tara gazed up at Karan lovingly as Karan nodded encouragingly, “Tara, Please!” Karan whispered as Tara giggled and nodded.

My jaw dropped as I watched my elder sister lick the tip of Karan’s cock sexily. Karan gasped in pleasure as Tara slowly parted her lips and began sucking on Karan’s huge cock. Tara’s tits were hanging down as she blew Karan, her tits dangling freely as she bobbed her head up and down Karan’s fat cock.

Tara gazed up at Karan sexily as she began licking his cock, her tongue exploring Karan’s thick cock. Karan gasped as my sister began blowing him. Disha gazed at me sexily as she started deepthroating my cock. The sheer depravity of the situation was overwhelming as Disha and Tara knelt before Karan and me, respectively, and began giving us sloppy blowjobs.

“Tara! You suck dick so well!” Karan groaned as Tara giggled and began deepthroating him eagerly. My best friend gazed at me and grinned as my sister gave him a passionate blowjob.

“This is crazy, Suraj! Your sister’s mouth feels so good!” Karan whispered as Tara giggled and began deepthroating Karan again. Karan gazed down at Tara sexily as my sister began stroking Karan’s thick cock while she licked his cockhead eagerly.

Meanwhile, Disha worshipped my cock with her mouth, “Suraj! Your cock is so delicious!”. She gazed up at me sexily as her lips glided up and down my cock, her tongue exploring every inch of my 12-inch cock.

“Disha, Oh Fuck! Disha, don’t stop! Suck on my cock slut!” I groaned as Disha grinned at me mischievously and swirled her tongue around my cockhead.

“Mmm, Disha, you look so fucking sexy in that position!” I told her as I gazed down at the beautiful goddess kneeling before me and sucking my cock. Disha gazed up at me with naughty eyes as her big tear-drop-shaped breasts swayed sexily as she bobbed her head up and down while sucking on my cock.

“Thank you! Do you like a dirty slut getting on her knees and sucking your huge cock, Suraj?” Disha whimpered.

“That’s right! You’re a dirty slut aren’t you, Disha?” I replied as my fingers got tangled in Disha’s long, silky hair.

“Uh-huh! Only for your huge cock!” Disha mumbled around my cock as her lips slid up and down my hard cock, “I’ve never been with a guy with such a big cock!” she whispered as my cock popped out of Disha’s mouth and she slowly stroked my shaft sexily.

“Disha! Oh my god! I can’t believe you are being such a slut right now!” Tara giggled as she looked up at Disha from between Karan’s legs; she continued stroking him as she looked over at her friend.

“Look who’s talking, Miss Karan-is-just-like-my-brother-and-nothing-is-going-to-ever-happen-between-us!” Disha muttered before her luscious red lips engulfed my cockhead. I groaned in pleasure as my fingers tightened on Disha’s hair. I wrapped Disha’s hair in a ponytail as she gazed up at me submissively and began to blow me.

Tara’s eyes met mine as she blushed, “Well, he does have a huge cock!” Tara blushed as she looked down and began to suck on Karan’s cock again. I gazed at her in amusement; it was the first time I had seen this side of her. Disha was right; honestly, watching my sister giving Karan a sloppy BJ was hot.

“Tara, you look so hot with a mouthful of cock!” I told my sister as I held Disha’s hair in a ponytail while she deepthroated me. Tara blushed, her cheeks turning red as she gazed at me in surprise, “Shut up, Chotu!” she whispered, blushing as she took Karan’s fat cock out of her mouth and stroked his veiny 9-inch cock while looking up at him submissively.

“What?! Doesn’t she look hot, Karan?” I asked as Karan nodded in agreement, “That’s an understatement, Dude! I’ve fantasized about it for years!” Karan admitted as Tara giggled and blushed.

Karan and I fist-bumped as the girls continued worshipping our cocks. The girls soon found their rhythm, their lips pumping up and down our dicks while stroking our shafts with their dainty fingers. The sounds of slurping and groans of pleasure filled the room as Karan, and I watched in disbelief as the two sisters kneeled between our legs and stroked and sucked on our cocks.

“Fuck, guys! I’m not going to last much longer!” Karan moaned as Tara smiled at him naughtily and began sucking him off, “Me neither, Dude!” I groaned. I was having the time of my life, but I could feel my cock twitch in anticipation.

The girls were lost in a haze of lust as we held their hair and fucked their sexy faces. Disha gazed up at me seductively, her huge tits bouncing and swaying as I aggressively began thrusting my cock in and out of her warm wet mouth. “Just like that, Suraj! Fuck my slutty little mouth! Cum in my mouth!” Disha begged me as I gazed at her lasciviously.

“Karan! Ahhh… I want your cum! Mmm… I’m going to make you cum!” Tara moaned

“Open wide, Disha!” I groaned as I stroked my huge cock. Disha opened her soft pouty lips and let me pump my cock in her mouth. Her big brown eyes gazed at me as Disha waited for me to fill her mouth with my seed. Disha’s long dark hair was a mess, and her face had my pre-cum all over it. But she looked like a goddess on her knees before me, waiting for her reward.

“Fuck!” I groaned as my cock twitched and spurted out thick ropes of my cum into Disha’s wet mouth. She giggled in surprise as my thick creamy cum oozed down the sides of her mouth and leaked out of her lips. My spunk oozed down Disha’s chin as she tried to gulp it eagerly. “Tastes so good, Suraj! So thick and creamy!” Disha moaned as she milked my cock dry and licked up my creamy juices from her lips.

Beside me, Karan grunted, “Fuck! Here I cum, Tara”, as he released a massive load into Tara’s eager mouth. Tara blushed as she took Karan’s cock out of her mouth and tilted her head to the side, and began to stroke him with her hands as thick ropes of my friend’s thick cum splattered on my sister’s face.

“Oh my god!” Tara blushed as the white cum splattered on her cheek, chin and neck as she expertly aimed Karan’s cock at her breasts. My jaw dropped as I watched my sister milk Karan’s cock until he was empty. She giggled sexily as she squeezed the last drops of Karan’s cum and licked it seductively off her fingers.

“Wow, Karan!” she giggled as she wiped Karan’s cum off her face with her fingers and licked it seductively. All through this, Disha never stopped sucking on my hard cock, her eager hands pumping my shaft as she cleaned me up.

Karan and I were shocked at the sight of our sisters covered in cum before us. Both their mouths, their throats, their breasts glistened with our cum. Their faces were a mess, but my sister and her best friend looked like goddesses kneeling on the floor before Karan and me, their hair ruffled, their lips smeared with our cum.

“Fuck Tara, Disha! You both look like such sluts kneeling at our feet!” Karan grinned as both sisters blushed.

Tara and Disha gazed at each other and grinned naughtily. Both girls got up and wiped Karan and my cum off their faces and licked their fingers. “You guys taste so good!” Disha whispered as Tara giggled and nodded.

She looked at Karan and me shyly, “Guys, why don’t we take this upstairs? You know, to finish?” Tara whispered as Karan and I looked at each other in disbelief.

“Are you sure, Tara?!” Karan whispered as Tara bit her lip shyly and nodded.

“If you both want to…” Tara whispered as Disha grinned sexily, “Of Course they do, Tara!” Disha whispered as she gazed at my huge erect cock lustfully.

“Besides, we haven’t checked Karan’s list completely!” Disha giggled as Tara blushed and nodded.

Karan and I couldn’t believe our luck as Tara and Disha led us to my bedroom upstairs. We followed them eagerly, gazing at Tara and Disha’s round bubble butts and smooth sexy backs as they led us to my room.

We entered my room excitedly as Karan and I gazed lustfully at the two sexy women before us. Disha grinned at me and pushed me onto my bed. She stared down at me lustfully as she pushed down her panties, “Suraj, I’m not done with you yet!” Disha whispered as she straddled me and began to kiss me.

I moaned as Disha began kissing me, her soft tits pressing against my chest as I embraced her. Disha ground her pussy against my erect cock, her smooth thighs rubbing against mine as we kissed.

I gazed over Disha’s shoulder to see Tara and Karan making out on the other end of the bed. They were sitting on it sideways, their bodies intertwined as they kissed. “Karan! I need your cock!” Tara moaned to him.

Karan smirked as Tara blushed, “What do you want, Tara?!” he teased as my sister gazed at him pleadingly.

“Your cock Karan! I want your huge cock inside me!” Tara begged as Karan grinned, pushed Tara down on the bed, and pulled her thongs aside.

I gazed at Tara lustfully as Karan got on top of her. Karan’s cock was erect and rock hard. Karan grinned at me as he rubbed his thick cock against my sister’s pussy, “You ready, Tara!?” Karan whispered as Tara nodded eagerly.

My jaw dropped as Karan slowly sank his cock into my sister’s eager pussy. Tara’s eyes rolled back as Karan penetrated her; my sister gasped in pleasure as Karan sank his cock into her wet pussy. “Oh my god! Karan, Oh my god! Karan!” Tara screamed in delight as Karan’s huge cock stretched her pussy and sunk into her.

“Fuck Tara! You feel so tight!” Karan whispered as he began fucking my sister slowly. Karan pumped his cock into Tara as my sister writhed in pleasure.

Tara looked so sexy as Karan fucked her; her tits bounced as she gazed at Karan, “Karan! Karan! Harder baby! Fuck me harder!” Tara begged as Karan began to fuck her faster. I stared at them in disbelief as Karan began to pound Tara’s pussy as she moaned in pleasure.

Disha giggled beside me as she kissed me eagerly, “Your sister is such a slut, Suraj!” Disha whispered as I smirked and gazed at her lustfully.

“I think it’s time I make you my fuck slut too!” I whispered as Disha gazed at me mischievously. I flipped Disha over, and she giggled in delight as she got on all fours on the bed beside Tara. Disha looked so sexy as she got on her elbows and raised her ass towards me, her sexy bubble butt inviting me to fuck her.

“C’mon, Suraj, what are you waiting for? Put that monster cock into me!” Disha wiggled her ass sexily as I positioned my hips behind her and guided my 12-inch cock to her pussy.

Disha moaned as my thick cock spread her pussy lips and sunk into her wet warm hole. “Fuck yes! Suraj! It’s so big!” Disha gasped as I penetrated her pussy. She bit her lip as I eased my cock deeper into her wet pussy.

“Disha, fuck!” I groaned as I took the last inch of my cock into her tight wet pussy. She felt so warm and wet as I bottomed out in her pussy.

“Ahh…. Fuck me, Suraj… fuck me hard… Oh… it feels so big…” Disha gasped as I gripped her ass and began pounding her tight pussy. She bit her lip seductively as I grabbed her ass tighter and began to fuck her pussy relentlessly.

Never in my wildest dreams did I expect that my sister’s best friend would be on her knees in my bed, begging me to fuck her? But that is precisely what was happening as I drilled Disha’s pussy relentlessly.

“Yes!! That’s it! Suraj! Fuck me… Yes.. oh my god! Fuck me hard like that! YESSSS!!” Disha moaned in pleasure as I began to fuck her faster, my hips smacking against her ass as I plunged my huge cock deep inside her. I watched Disha’s huge tits bounce and jiggle as I fucked her pussy; Disha’s nails dug into my sheets as I railed her from behind.

Karan was still fucking my sister just beside us. Tara was on her back while Disha’s face was just above Tara. The girls gazed at each other as they moaned while being ravished by Karan and me.

Tara looked at Disha in shock as I fucked her best friend, “Disha!” she exclaimed as Disha gasped, “Oh fuck… Tara! Your brother is such a stud! Oh fuck yes! Suraj… his cock feels soo good!”

“K…Karan’s too! Oh my god, his cock is so big, Disha!” Tara moaned as Karan pounded her pussy ruthlessly.

The girls gazed at each other with their lips parted in ecstasy. They were both being fucked by their sibling’s best friends with their huge cocks. Tara’s eyes were half-closed in pleasure, her hands gripping the sheets as Karan railed her pussy with his cock. Meanwhile, Disha was grunting loudly as she got fucked from behind. She looked utterly debauched with her messy hair and lips parted in pleasure.

“I… I can’t believe we’re doing this, Dusga! Oh fuck… Karan is making me cum!” Tara whispered to Disha as they lay just beside each other.

“Neither can I! Suraj is fucking me so well, Disha! He’s a…ahhh… machine!” Disha replied as the two girls gazed at each other amazedly.

“Of fuck… They’re both so big, Disha!” Tara whispered as they gazed at each other.

“I know! And their cocks are so hard, Tara!… Aahhh… And they just keep going!” Tara gasped as Karan continued fucking her senselessly.

“But why…? Why does it feel so much better than usual..!!” Tara whispered as Disha giggled sexily.

“Doesn’t it… Oh god… I didn’t think it would’ve felt this good by myself!” Tara whispered as Disha nodded eagerly.

“I think it is because we’re both… mmm… watching each other, babe… I love you so much, Tara!” To everyone’s surprise, Disha moaned and leaned over and planted her lips on Tara’s. Tara sighed in amazement as Disha French kissed her but then kissed her back eagerly.

My jaw dropped as I slowed my fucking momentarily while Karan stared in shock as Tara and Disha began kissing. Disha’s big tits pressed against Tara as they French kissed each other, Karan and I gazing at them stunned, “Holy shit Tara! Disha!” Karan whispered as he fucked Tara slowly.

Tara and Disha ignored us as they made out lustfully, Tara’s hands roaming Disha’s hari as Disha kissed her passionately. Karan grinned at me and nodded as if to say, ‘Keep fucking them’ as he resumed fucking Tara slowly. I smirked as I gripped Disha’s waist firmly and continued fucking her.

Disha yelped in surprise as I began slamming my huge cock into her wet pussy. Tara and Disha broke their kiss as Disha gazed back at me lustfully, “Suraj! Oh my god! Yes! Keep going! Keep fucking me!” Disha begged as I grinned and began fucking her pussy relentlessly.

“More Disha?! Do you need more, you slut?!” I whispered dominantly as I gazed down at the sexy whore below me. Disha looked back at me as she moaned sexily, “Yes, Suraj, more… I’m so close… Make me cum!” she begged as she arched her back and pushed her ass back at me.

“Mmm… Karan… you too, please… Please… Fuck me… aahh! Harder… Fuck me harder! I need to cum! Please let me cum!” Tara begged Karan and began grinding her pussy back against him.

Karan and I grinned as we gave them exactly what they craved. The sounds of flesh slapping and guttural moans filled the room as we fucked the sisters senseless. Their mouths hung open in pleasure as their eyes rolled back in their head as their pussies were being filled with cock over and over again.

“Suraj, I’m cumming! I’m cumming… Oh, Suraj! Ahhhh! I love your cock!” Disha groaned as my cock pushed her to an orgasm.

“Me too… ahhh… so soon!.. aaahhh.. Disha! Oh, Disha! I’m cumming with you! Aahhh! I’m cumming!! AAHHH!” Tara screamed as she reached her peak. I grit my teeth and slammed my cock deep inside Disha as I felt Disha’s pussy convulse around my cock.

I gasped in disbelief as Disha and Tara orgasmed at the same time. They both moaned as they ground their pussies against us; their loud moans of ecstasy filled the room. The sound of their orgasms mingling with each other was like a symphony of lust.

Karan and I gazed at each other, “Inside or Out?…” I mouthed to Karan as he smirked, “I want to cum all over your sister, bro!” Karan mouthed back. We grinned at each other as we eased out of their pussies.

“Get on your knees! Both of you! Now!” Karan and I commanded at the same time. Disha and Tara didn’t realize that we had stopped fucking them in the heat of their climax. They both blushed and nodded obediently as they got up slowly and knelt on the edge of the bed.

“Oh my god!” They gasped as we stroked our huge cocks before them, inches from their faces. They looked so sexy with their pussies dripping wet and lips parted, breathing heavily. The sight of them being ravished within moments of each other and now kneeling before our huge erect cocks was almost too much.

“Press your tits together, Tara, Disha!” I ordered as the girls looked at each other in surprise but obeyed. They cupped their large round tits from underneath and pushed them together, causing their big tits to protrude proudly. Disha’s juicy tits looked unbelievably sexy as she stood beside Tara, both girls cupping their boobs and pressing their nipples together.

“Karan! Suraj! Oh my god!” Tara gasped as Karan and I jacked off our cocks before them. Disha gazed at my cock mesmerized as I continued to stroke my cock in front of her. Tara stared at Karan’s huge cock as well; her lips were glistening with her cum as she gazed at Karan’s huge cock hungrily.

“Open your mouths! Both of you! Get ready to swallow our cum!” Karan whispered dominantly as Tara and Disha gazed at us and nodded submissively. Tara and Disha parted their lips eagerly as Karan, and I prepared to unleash a huge load of cum all over their faces and tits.

Karan and I groaned in pleasure as our cocks twitched and thick creamy cum began to erupt from our cocks. Disha gazed up at me, shocked as my cock erupted and began spewing thick loads of my cum all over her. My thick creamy cum splashed all over Disha and Tara as we aimed our cocks at their faces and tits.

Disha and Tara squealed in shock but kept their tits pressed together and their lips open as Karan, and I cum all over the sisters. Thick cum splashed on Tara and Disha’s faces and tits as Karan, and I covered their faces and tits with our cum.

“Give it to us, boys! Cover us in your cum! Disha moaned as Karan and I groaned and aimed our cocks at both their faces. Tara was my sister, but I didn’t care anymore as my cock spurted thick ropes of cum all over Tara’s face. Karan grinned as he shot thick cum all over Disha’s face; her huge tits and sexy body glistened as our cum covered her.

Tara and Disha looked so sexy as they knelt before us; our cum dripped down their faces and tits as they gazed up at us in shock. Both their faces were a complete mess, cum dripping from their chins and lips as Karan and I finally finished covering the sisters in our cum. We hadn’t planned it, but some level of incestuous lust had taken over us as we coated our respective sister’s faces in cum.

Disha and Tara gazed at each other cum drunk; their faces and tits dripped with our cum. Karan and I stared at them in awe; the girls looked like pornstars kneeling before us, their tits pressed together and dripping with our cum.

Both women giggled and began to scoop our cum from their tits and face and licked their fingers. Disha gazed at Tara sexily as she scooted closer and licked the cum off her best friend’s cheeks. Tara blushed as she returned the favour and licked the cum off Disha’s cheeks.

Karan and I gazed at them, stunned as the two women kissed and licked the cum off each other’s face. Their tongues explored each other’s lips as they shared Karan and my cum between their lips. Our cum mixed between their lips as they French kissed each other eagerly while Karan and I gazed at them, stunned.

“Tara… I love you, babe…” Disha gasped as she gazed at Tara, loving after their passionate kiss.

“I love you too, Disha… but Karan and Suraj… we can’t tell anyone about this!” Tara blushed as she looked at Karan and me nervously.

Disha gazed at Tara mischievously and turned to look at us sexily, “You heard her boys… this is our secret”, Disha whispered.

Karan and I simply nodded, speechless; this morning had been beyond Anything I ever expected. My sister and her best friend gazed at each other lovingly and giggled, “But Karan, Suraj…” Tara whispered naughtily, “This doesn’t mean we won’t do this again!” Tara whispered as Disha giggled sexily.

My jaw dropped open as Karan grinned, “Really, Tara?!” Karan asked hopefully as Tara giggled, “Our brothers do seem to have the biggest cocks… I think we can agree that it would be fun to play again!” Tara whispered as Disha nodded eagerly.

All four of us gazed at each other, smiling. This was undoubtedly going to be a fun vacation!