“Fuck, Karan!” She moaned, her eyes wide, “I can barely fit you inside my mouth. It is just so fucking thick!”
“Mmmhmm” Pooja Didi hummed in agreement, her tongue joining her sister’s to swirl around the tip of Karan’s fat head, licking up the steady stream of precum oozing out of it, “Mmmm… It’s not as big as our master’s cock… but it’s still soooo big…” she murmured, planting several little kisses on the bulbous, mushroom-shaped crown while Jhanvi moved to the other side, mirroring her sister.
“Fuck, that’s good…” Karan moaned, his hands reaching out to hold both sister’s heads, guiding them to his cock. “Keep going… that is sooo hot…” his eyes were locked at the two gorgeous sisters, their tongues lapping and dancing all over the head of his cock like two eager kittens. His fingers were tangled in their hairs, his knuckles flexing every time their warm wet tongues licked at his sensitive cockhead.
“Do you love having my sluts sucking your big fat cock?” I asked, stroking my cock faster and faster as I saw Karan’s face twist with pleasure and the girls began to worship his dick in earnest.
“Fuck… Yes, I love it…” he muttered breathlessly, while Pooja Didi began to bob up and down his shaft. “You lucky bastard…” he groaned, “You’re one hell of a lucky bastard…” Karan grunted in response.
All this while, Pooja Didi and Jhanvi were moaning and gasping, alternating taking turns at swallowing his shaft down their throats, while their hands worked furiously, pumping Karan’s thick meat. They had begun to make lewd wet sucking sounds, and I was amazed to see how much saliva and precum leaked from my best friend’s shaft, while my two gorgeous sluts sucked and slobbered all over him.
“Oh God… Jhanvi, I never imagined you’d be so filthy…” Karan exclaimed in pleasure, his hands now reaching down to cup her and Didi’s tits, “I mean, all these years… Ohhh fuck! I never thought… mmmph!” He grunted out loud, throwing his head back in ecstasy while Jhanvi began to play with his balls. “I never thought you’d be so good with your slutty mouth…”
“W-what about me? You didn’t think I would be a dirty slut?” Pooja Didi pouted; a bit hurt that Karan didn’t compliment her.
“Oh no, Pooooja Didi… You were always so damn strict… but you were always so damn gorgeous. But I never thought in my entire fucking life you’d be such… ahhh!… such a fucking cock hungry slut…” He moaned, his fingers teasing her nipples through her mesh top.
Pooja Didi blushed, “Did you ever fantasize about me… you know… back in school?”
“God, yes!” he groaned in response, “I used to masturbate to you so many times, imagining you naked… Ahh… Fuck!… I used to dream so many times, dreaming about kissing these luscious lips of yours, and then I used to picture you on your knees, just like this…” his fingers reached up and traced Pooja Didi’s lips, now stretched wide and shiny with her spit, wrapped around his cock.
“You can have me now, Karan…” Pooja Di moaned in reply, kissing his crown, “whenever master permits, I’m yours to do whatever you like.”
“Mmm… me too… I can’t wait to feel that big fat cock inside me, fucking me, stretching my pussy out…” Jhanvi added with an innocent, yet naughty smile.
The slutty words from both of them were finally more than Karan could handle. I saw his hips jerk upwards and he grabbed a hold of the two girl’s heads, holding them firmly against each side of his shaft, their lips jointly pressed against the cockhead – like a two-lip seal around his shaft.
“Ahhh… I am gonna cum…” he gasped, “I’m gonna fucking cum all over those slutty faces… you two cock hungry sluts!” he grunted, thrusting his hips forward, fucking my two girls’ lips.
Pooja Didi and Jhanvi’s eyes widened in surprise, but they kept sucking, their lips wrapped around him, tongues swirling over the shaft and the crown, while their hands stroked him furiously. Their eyes met and both of them giggled and then closed their eyes, opening their mouths wider and relaxing their lips and tongues.
“There you go, Karan. Take your reward for being such a great friend…” I said, grinning at him and nodding, “Cum… Cum for them… Cum all over my sluts!”
“OHHH FUCK!!” He cried out loudly while his cock sprayed his hot seed all over both of the sisters, painting their faces in ropes of hot, white cum!
My own hand was pumping away on my cock, watching Jhanvi and Pooja Didi take the massive load from my best mate, both girls moaning softly and closing their eyes, feeling Karan’s sticky jizz splattering over their pretty faces.
After almost a minute, his orgasm subsided and Karan slumped backwards, breathing heavily and looking up at me with a grin. I winked back at him, and then gestured towards the two girls, who were still licking around his cock for the last drops of cum from it.
“Mmmm… you taste different than our master!” Jhanvi moaned, her tongue snaking out and licking up a stray rope of his cum off Pooja Didi’s cheek.
Pooja Didi giggled and nodded in agreement before she leaned in and licked the last few remaining drops off Karan’s cock, “Mmm… yeah… it’s so thick and salty… but so good…” she whispered, kissing the head and then looked at him with a shy smile, “Did you enjoy yourself?”
“Ohhh fuck! That was… that was… amazing! It was unbelievable. Thank you so much, you two…” Karan sighed happily. “You were right Suraj, they are the perfect reward!” he added, looking over at me gratefully and then back at Pooja Didi and Janvi who were now looking up at me expectantly after having cleaned themselves up.
“Oh Karan… we’re just getting started!” I replied with a laugh, getting up and walking up to them. I reached out and pulled both to their feet. Pulling them in for a three-way hug and kissing both of them in turn, before turning back to Karan with a grin, “Now it’s time for the main event…”
***
“Aahhh… Ahhh… Ohhhh fuck… Lick my pussy, Karan…” Jhanvi moaned, sitting at the edge of the bed, leaning back against her hands with her legs spread wide as Karan knelt down and buried his face between her legs. “Mmmm… that feels amazing…”
“Oh Suraj… oh God, that feels so fucking good…” Pooja Didi groaned beside her, her hands on my head, her fingers running through my hair while I sucked her pussy, lapping at her wet folds with my tongue, making her moan, “Oh yes… mmmm… yes… suck my clit…”
The girls were still in their fishnet lingerie, with their tits jiggling lewdly in their tops while they writhed and moaned in pleasure as Karan and I feasted on their dripping cunts.
“Ahh… God… Didi… I can’t believe we’re actually doing this! Karan is fucking eating my pussy!” Jhanvi exclaimed, her eyes rolling back in her head, “He’s licking my clit! Ohhh God… his tongue feels so good!”
“It’s all Suraj’s fault… he’s such a pervert… Ahhhh!” Pooja Didi moaned.
“Hey, don’t blame me! You are the ones who wanted to thank him!” I protested, looking up for a second from between her legs, “I just made a naughty suggestion… you didn’t HAVE to go ahead with it!”
Pooja Didi blushed a deep red, glancing towards her sister, who was grinding her hips against Karan’s mouth. He was doing an excellent job of pleasing her. She bit her lip, “Mmmm… I had meant that we could have cooked him his favourite…ahhh… meal or something as a thank you… instead… mmmmph… of this!” she groaned out loud, gasping in pleasure as I sucked on her clit, my tongue circling around it.
“Mmm… I am so glad we did though! This feels so good, Didi!” Jhanvi moaned, leaning back, her hands on the back of Karan’s head while he licked her slit, “We always have to take turns when it’s just us and Suraj… and now… Oh God… but with Karan here… Ohhh… we can both get pleasured at the same time… Ahhh… fuck yes! Just there… lick my clit…” she gasped out.
report “Our cute Jhanvi’s become such an insatiable little slut…” I murmured, pulling my lips away from Didi’s pussy who moaned in protest at the loss of pleasure, “What do you think, Didi?
Pooja Didi looked over at Jhanvi and Karan, her eyes widening when she saw Karan reach up and grab hold of Jhanvi’s tits, squeezing her soft flesh. His right hand pinched and pulled on her nipple over the netting of her top, while his mouth and tongue continued to work at Jhanvi’s clit.
He seemed to have figured out exactly what Jhanvi liked, and she was writhing and moaning in ecstasy. “Oooh… yes… yes… lick me there, lick me just… ahhh.. yes… ohhhh… yes… just like that, Karan. Lick Jhanvi… lick your third musketeer… lick her pussy… aaaahh… ahhh… I’m cumming… ahhhhhhhh… YES!!”
Jhanvi squealed and threw her head back as she came hard against his mouth, her hips grinding hard against his tongue. Her body shook and trembled with pleasure. Her tits bounced up and down while she rode out her orgasm, her fingers digging into Karan’s hair.
Once Jhanvi was done, she collapsed backwards onto the bed, panting and gasping, her face flushed with pleasure. I looked over at my best friend, who didn’t waste a moment to climb up on the bed beside Pooja Didi, a stupid grin plastered on his face.
Didi blushed hard, looking at Karan’s eager face without uttering a word. Her body trembled in anticipation as he reached out, grabbing a hold of her full, heavy tits. All this while I was licking away at her pussy from between her parted thighs.
I watched with amusement as he slowly peeled away the tiny excuse of a bra that covered her tits, revealing her beautiful big brown nipples to him. Karan stared in amazement as they stood proudly erect and peeked sexily through her fishnet bodysuit, “Fuck, Pooja Didi, I’ve dreamt of this for so long.”
“Suck on them, Karan!” Jhanvi moaned from her side of the bed, her fingers reaching down to massage her own clit, “Pooja’s boobs are so sensitive! She loves it when you play with her titties. Go on, pinch and suck them. It will drive her mad with pleasure!”
“Ahhh… Jhanvi… stop…” Pooja Didi gasped, blushing a beetroot red, “Don’t tell him…”
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