But Karan didn’t need to be told twice, and he immediately leaned in. I saw his tongue flick out and run along the underside of the curve of her breast. He licked up to her nipple and circled it, flicking his tongue over the tip of her nipple, which was poking proudly out of her fishnet lingerie.
“Ohhhh God…” Pooja Didi cried out in pleasure, “That is… Ohhh…” her voice trailed off, unable to speak any further. I felt her fingers in my hair, pulling me in urgently towards her pussy and her legs wrapping around my neck, urging me to continue sucking her pussy.
“Ahhh… Suraj… mmmphhh… ohhhh… lick me… yes… just like that… Ohhhhh… yessss… mmmmm…”
Didi was now in complete ecstasy. Her head was thrown back, her eyes shut tight, and her mouth open wide in a silent scream. Karan had now taken her nipple in between his lips, sucking hard on the big tit. His other hand meanwhile was playing with her other big breast, his fingers pulling and twisting on the nipple.
“She’s close…” I muttered, lifting my mouth momentarily, and as if this was her cue, Jhanvi appeared out of nowhere on Didi’s other side and leaned in and kissed her hard.
“Mmmmpphh!” she moaned, kissing her sister, her tongue sliding in between her sister’s lips, her fingers tangling in her hair while she kissed her deeply.
Karan and I watched in awe and surprise as the two gorgeous sisters made out passionately in front of our eyes, their tongues dancing erotically while their bodies writhed and rubbed against each other, the thin, fishnet lingerie providing no barrier for their skin to touch.
“Fuck Suraj, this is so hot!” Karan whispered, looking at me with a shocked expression. “I had no idea they were this kinky!”
Karan’s words seemed to snap Didi out of her haze and she broke the kiss for a moment, looking down at us, “You guys are… Ahhhh… you shouldn’t be touching me like this… mmmmph…” she gasped out, her protests dying down into a long drawn-out moan of pleasure as Karan’s mouth closed around one of her soft dusky nipples again.
“Hush, Didi! Don’t spoil the mood…” Jhanvi murmured, her lips moving down to Didi’s chin and then her neck, “Just relax and enjoy it!”
“Oh God… but Jahnvi… mmm… we are sisters and Karan’s here… mmmph… I can’t believe we’re… ohhhh!” Didi gasped out in pleasure before her eyes rolled in the back of her head, “Ohhh… yes! Yes! Yes! Oh God… You three are so bad… Treating your elder sister like a slut… ahhh… and making her feel so good…”
Karan chuckled at Didi’s incoherent babbles, “I don’t mind it one bit, Pooja Didi!” he grinned, “I think it’s pretty hot! And I can see why Suraj loves you both so much!”
“Oh my God… oh God… mmmm… oh fuck… ohhh… ooooohhhh yessss! Suck my clit… lick my tits…I’ve never been teased like this… Ahhh… I’m gonna cum… I am going to cum… AAAAAAAHHHHH” she cried out loudly and bucked her hips forward, her whole body trembling violently, and she exploded in my mouth.
Her orgasm was intense, and I lapped it up hungrily, drinking her sweet pussy juices till the last drop. Karan and Jhanvi both had moved up to kiss her again, their hands roaming her voluptuous body, caressing and groping her curves. Didi’s eyes were closed, her body still shaking slightly while the three of us kissed, sucked and groped her. Her arms lay on the sides, limp and lifeless while we played our hearts out with her.
Finally, once her orgasm passed, Pooja opened her eyes and looked at us weakly, her chest rising and falling while she caught her breath, “I… I can’t believe that happened. We really shouldn’t be doing this…” she whispered weakly.
But Karan and I had already moved on to the next stage of the evening’s events. Both of us were now standing before Jhanvi, stroking our thick, erect cocks, pointing them at Jhanvi’s face.
“You want to say no to that!?” Jhanvi exclaimed incredulously, looking at Didi’s face with a mischievous grin, “Look at them… their cocks are so hard and thick! They need to be satisfied!” She added, reaching out and wrapping her small fingers around my shaft and stroking Karan with her other hand, “They need to be fucked and sucked… mmmm… and I need them too… I need them so badly…”
Pooja Didi stared at her younger sister, the innocent one, the one who was now acting like a complete slut, her eyes filled with lust while she stroked our cocks eagerly. “I… I don’t know…”
“Which cock do you want first, Jhanvi?”, I asked, interrupting Didi, “Mine?” I said stroking myself, “Or Karan’s?”
Jhanvi blushed and glanced at Karan, and then me, “Can I… can I have both?” her voice quivered with excitement. “I mean… you know… both at the same time?”
“Both?”, I asked with a raised eyebrow.
“Yes… I’ll suck one of you off while the other fucks me…” Jhanvi exclaimed, licking her lips. “I…I mean, if you two are okay with it…”
“Oh God!” Pooja Didi muttered, her cheeks turning bright red at Jhanvi’s sluttiness.
Jhanvi turned and looked up at us with a pleading look in her eyes, while Pooja stared at her in shock. I couldn’t help but smile at my adorable slut, “Whose cock do you want to fuck first though?” I asked with a wink.
Jhanvi looked down at my throbbing 12-inch cock and then at her best friend’s fat 9-inch monster with a blush on her face, “I think… maybe I should take Karan first? It’s his first time after all!”
“Good girl!” I whispered, reaching down to kiss her forehead affectionately, “Always so thoughtful… Now, get down on all fours!” I ordered.
Jhanvi complied instantly, getting back up on the bed and kneeling on all fours, facing me, at the edge of the bed, while Karan positioned himself behind her. I watched my friend line his thick bulbous cockhead against her slick entrance, rubbing his precum soaked tip up and down her slit, lubing up her folds with his precum while she moaned in anticipation.
Jhanvi’s face was right in front of me, staring into my eyes intently. I leaned in closer, pulling her face up and pressed my lips on her soft, full lips, kissing her deeply while my hands reached out for her breasts, squeezing them through her lingerie.
“I love you, Jhanvi…” I murmured, breaking the kiss and smiling at her affectionately. Jhanvi smiled back, her eyes sparkling in joy and excitement.
“I love you too… Master!” She whispered back before turning back to Karan and biting her lower lip, “And I know I’m going to love being fucked by my musketeer’s big cock…”
Karan needed no further encouragement, as he slapped her ass playfully and then pressed down, pushing his cock into his childhood friend’s tight, slick pussy.
“Ooohh!! Mmmmph! Ahhh!” Jhanvi groaned loudly, her face scrunched up in pleasure as her pussy stretched wide to take his girth, “Ahhhh… he’s so big, Chotu… He’s stretching out my pussy… Ahhh… I can feel every inch of him inside me…” she whimpered. “He’s so… mmmmphh… he’s so much bigger than… aaah… Kishore… almost… almost as good… ahhh.. as you!”
“That good… ehhh? “I teased Jhanvi with a chuckle, gripping my cock by its base, “You like being fucked by Karan huh?”, I whispered while Karan began to thrust his hips rhythmically, fucking his cock deep into Jhanvi’s tight cunt.
She nodded eagerly, “Yes… I love it… I love his cock… Ohhh God… it feels so good!” Jhanvi gasped out, her face flushed with pleasure while she got used to his size, “Ohhh… he feels amazing… Ohhh God, I’m gonna cum… mmmmphhh… he’s gonna make me cum so quickly, Master! I’m gonna cum from being fucked by Karan’s cock!”
“Don’t forget about me, Jhanvi…” I growled playfully, pressing the tip of my cock on my lover’s pouty lips, “Don’t you want to make me feel good?”, I asked, smacking my hard rod against her cheek.
“Yes, master… I’m sorry, I just… mmmmpph…” she gasped out before parting her lips, her tongue swirling around my crown and her lips wrapping around my tip, taking half of my shaft into her warm, soft wet mouth in one smooth motion.
“Fuck! She’s a real slut for cock…” Karan exclaimed in disbelief, looking at me in amazement at how easily Jhanvi was accepting this new situation.
He was right, the scene playing out before us was unbelievable. Jhanvi was moaning around my shaft, her lips sliding along my cock while my friend fucked her from behind, his balls slapping hard against her clit and his fingers digging into her waist. Her tits bounced and jiggled within their fishnet confines, the slutty straps crisscrossing her body, digging lewdly into her supple, curvy body, highlighting her sexy curves even more than before.
Meanwhile her sister, Pooja Didi, was on the side, watching the whole spectacle with a look of disbelief. I noticed her fingers absentmindedly rubbing against her slit, clearly enjoying seeing her sister being spit roasted between us.
“Come here?” I whispered to her in a low voice while Jhanvi pulled my cock out with one hand and ran her tongue sloppily over the length of my shaft, moaning loudly while Karan continued his assault on her pussy.
I gestured with my head again and Didi crawled over obediently and knelt beside me. She leaned in and kissed my neck softly as she hugged me from behind.
“Feeling jealous, Didi?” I whispered to her in a low voice as we both watched her younger sister being the centre of attention between Karan and I.
“You are so mean… making us do something this filthy…” Pooja Didi whispered, kissing and licking my earlobe while her hands ran all over my muscular torso, “Making me watch while you both fuck my sister…”
“Ohh fuck Didi… you have…mmmm… no fucking idea… how…ahhh… good both of them feel! Two cocks are definitely better than one… Oh my God…” Jhanvi moaned out loudly, her body rocking forwards and backwards in response to the force of Karan’s powerful thrusts. “Mmmmppphh… Ohhh… yes… just like that…” Jhanvi gasped, “You two fuck me so good…”
Pooja Didi’s face was flushed, and her body trembled with lust at Jhanvi’s lustful moans. She let out a soft groan and leaned in to whisper into my ears, “Please, Suraj… Fuck me!”
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