"Y-you really mean it. You want another man to fuck me and Pooja Didi..." Jhanvi whispered. She was looking into my eyes intently, and I could see her breathing was getting a bit faster.
I looked into those deep beautiful eyes of hers, knowing that she was turned on by this, and nodded, "Not just any random guy, and only when I'm there. Karan is special and you two did promise to be my sluts and do anything I wanted, right? This is just a way of showing our thanks. I want this!" I said. Then I kissed her lightly on the lips and turned to Pooja Didi, "So, how about it, Didi?"
"You're not going to be jealous or anything? You won't mind if he... you know... if he puts..." her voice trailed away in embarrassment, but she didn't break her eye contact with me.
"No... not one bit. In fact, knowing that both of you love me so much that you would even consider this, turns me on more than then you can imagine." I assured her, kissing her lips, "Not to mention that I'll be right there, fucking you along with Karan!"
Both girls were looking at me now with slightly flushed, but aroused expressions on their faces as the realization that what I was asking them to do could really happen, hit them. They looked at each other for a long moment, exchanging unspoken messages with their eyes and finally, after a long silence, it was Pooja Didi who nodded first.
"Okay! Fine... If you really want this, Chotu..." she murmured softly.
"And you, Jhanvi?" I asked, "We won't go ahead if even one of you is not comfortable with this."
"He was really dependable back there... and so brave... and he's always been so nice to us..." she whispered, biting her lower lip. "And... it is kind of hot thinking about it... and if you're there... then... yes! I'm in!"
Pooja Didi and Jhanvi looked at each other with excitement and trepidation. Their cheeks were flushed, and they were smiling shyly. I could see that they were excited and nervous at the same.
"So, what do we do now?" Pooja asked me.
"Now go get dressed!" I ordered the two of them. "Wear something sexy and wait for me to bring him up. We're going to thank our hero with the surprise fuck of his life!"
***
"Well, Dad's pretty pissed. But I guess I will have to smoothen it over with him later." Karan said with a tired smile, entering the living room to find Pooja and Jhanvi gone. "Hey, where did the girls go?"
"Oh! They wanted to setup a small surprise for you!" I replied with a smirk.
"Huh? Surprise?" He frowned, looking puzzled. "For what?"
"For being the best damn friend any guy could have." I replied with a grin, getting up, "They must be ready by now, let's go!"
"Ready for what?"
"Just come on, you'll see!"
I led him down the hallway to the master bedroom. "Okay... close your eyes..."
"Why?" he asked suspiciously.
"Oh, for God's sake, Just shut up and trust me!" I replied, rolling my eyes.
He gave me a funny look before complying, "Ok, ok... here you go..."
"Now relax buddy! I've planned something amazing for you..." I whispered, pushing him into the room, "Now open your eyes..."
Karan stood in silence, taking a few moments to process what he saw.
"Jhanvi, Pooja Didi what the..." he stammered and gulped audibly. "What are you wear...?" his voice trailed off, unable to finish the sentence.
I chuckled as I whispered into his ear from behind, "Well, what do you think?"
The master bedroom was dimly lit with the curtains tightly shut, making the two gorgeous sisters look even more alluring. Both were standing side-by-side, wearing nothing but the sexiest fishnet lingerie imaginable!
On the left, Jhanvi looked ridiculously sexy in a skimpy fishnet bra, her tits fully exposed beneath the sheer material. Her nipples poking through the holes in her top, as if begging to be teased. A tiny white thong sat high on her hips, the thin fabric barely covering her pussy. Finally, thin, white straps crisscrossed her body, digging into her soft skin and wrapping around her hips and thighs, highlighting her sinful curves in all the right places.
On the right, Pooja Didi was no less of a slut, barely covered in a white fishnet bodysuit that seemed a size too small, stretching tightly over her voluptuous tits and ass. The tiny outfit clung to her like a second skin, revealing glimpses of her soft, dusky skin through the netting. Her big, full tits spilled out of the small pink bikini underneath, while the gaps in the netting left nothing to the imagination, exposing her toned stomach and hourglass figure.
Finally, both girls finished the look with a pair of sky-high fuck-me heels and a choker around their necks. The girls looked like the sexiest, most sinful Goddesses with their bodies on display for my best friend.
"We wanted to say thanks to our two knights in shining armour..." Pooja Didi purred, both she and Jhanvi slowly strutting over to us, their breasts gently swaying and shaking in time to the rhythm of their steps.
"And we figured that maybe you might want a little reward..." Jhanvi continued her sister's sentence, her fingers lightly running across her cleavage, "...for everything you've done for all of us..." she said, leaning in to plant a light, feathery kiss on his lips.
I saw Karan swallow nervously, his eyes darting from one girl to the other. I could understand his reaction. Jhanvi was his childhood friend and Didi, well, she was the strict elder sister who always told us to behave. And now, here they were, dressed up like the sluttiest pornstars in the world for him!
"I... Uh..."
"We really can't express in words how thankful we are for everything!" Pooja Didi added with an innocent little pout. Her finger tracing a line along his lips, while Jhanvi reached up to his neck, pulling his tie loose and slowly unbuttoning his shirt.
"You first saved Suraj... then our home... A simple thank you would hardly be enough... so Suraj thought of the perfect way..." Jhanvi whispered, pressing her soft tits against his bare chest, stepping up on her tiptoes to whisper into his ear, "By giving our best friend the hottest fuck of his life with both of his wives!"
"W-wives!?" Karan muttered as if in a haze, looking over at me incredulously.
"Yeah... one tiny detail I forgot to mention about my 'situation' with Jhanvi and Pooja Didi. They're both kinda my girlfriend/fiancés, and I'm fucking both of them behind their husbands' backs..." I shrugged, stepping forward and wrapping my arms around both of their waists, pulling their curvaceous bodies against mine. I then leaned forward and gave Jhanvi a deep passionate kiss, followed by an equally deep, tongue-twisting kiss to Pooja Didi. My hands meanwhile groping and squeezing their soft, sexy bodies shamelessly.
"You're fucking joking me!" Karan exclaimed, his face filled with disbelief, "You've been banging both of them? How... since when?"
"It's a long, long story, man! And I'll give you all the details later but for now just know that I've been fucking them for quite a while. They are absolutely in love with me! The proper sanskaari bahus (daughter-in-law's) of the Kapoor family have become absolutely addicted to my cock" I replied with a proud grin, smacking Jhanvi's ass firmly, "Right my little slut?"
Jhanvi let out a soft gasp, her face flushed with desire. "Mmmmh... yes... Master... I am your slut... your obedient, loving cumslut!"
I smirked at my best mate, whose jaw had hit the floor once again at my words and the fact that Jhanvi just referred to me as 'Master', "And our dear old Pooja Didi, who was always our strict little tutor... now she gets down on her knees and sucks my cock, whenever or wherever I want!"
"That's... that's true... I'm Chottu's slut!" Pooja Didi admitted, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment as she looked at Karan, "I love him... and I can't resist my Chhotu's big, thick, juicy cock..."
"Suraj is the only guy who we trust and love. Our pussies belong to our master's big cock..." Jhanvi added, before suddenly reaching over and stroking the bulge in Karan's pants, "But only for tonight, master wants to share us with you. And Didi and I also really, really want to say thanks for all that you've done for us. We want you to fuck us..." she added, biting her lower lip as I released my grip on both of them.
"So..." Pooja Didi purred, moving closer to Karan's face, and pressing herself against my buddy seductively. Her soft, heavy breasts mashing against Karan's muscular chest, "Are you going to fuck us... or not?"
"Oh God... you are looking so fucking hot in that outfit, Didi!" Karan gulped nervously and then looked at me, "This is not... I mean you sure you're okay with..."
I nodded at my buddy and then stepped back and sat on a chair beside the bed, while the girls pulled Karan over and had him sit down at the edge of the bed. It was weirdly surreal seeing my two gorgeous girls, both I had fucked dozens of times, about to pleasure someone else, my best friend no less. But at least this was for a good cause, and I was happy to see him getting some appreciation for what he had done.
Besides, Pooja Didi and Jhanvi, both absolutely loved me. I was sure that this would not change anything for us. So I was more than happy to sit back and watch the show and let them have some fun.
I leaned back in my seat, watching Pooja Didi and Jhanvi kneel down between Karan's legs and together, they both unbuckled his trousers. Within seconds, they had Karan stripped down to nothing but his black boxer briefs.
And tenting proudly in his shorts was a huge, fat bulge that made Pooja Didi and Jhanvi gasp in awe. Pooja Didi blushed hard, glancing at Jhanvi with her eyebrows raised, clearly surprised and impressed with Karan's bulge.
"He's... um... really big!" she stammered, glancing over at me. "Are you sure it's ok... with us... doing this?"
I just grinned back, easing in my chair, and shuffling my own pants down. Her eyes grew wide as I began to slowly stroke my own thick, 12-inch beast of a cock. "Yes Didi, I really am. Now get to work!"
"Yes, Master..." Pooja Didi replied in a low voice, turning back to join her sister, who had already made up her mind and was gently stroking and kissing the outline of Karan's bulge, her lips and tongue caressing and massaging the throbbing shaft through the fabric.
"Looks like both of my musketeers have got pretty big rapiers down their pants, huh?" she giggled, looking up at him with a mischievous grin. Her fingers hooked into Karan's waistband, peeling it down ever so slowly. Until with one final tug, his cock sprang out, bobbing up proudly, inches from both sisters' stunned faces.
"Oh my God!"
"Oh my... wow, Karan..." both sisters whispered, staring wide-eyed at the monster in front of them.
At a solid nine inches, it easily dwarfed both their husband's cocks. And while it was still a few inches shorter than mine, Karan more than made up in girth. With a fat, meaty cock, that was thicker than a Coke can and pulsing with powerful veins, it was a sight to behold.
"He's sooo thick!" Pooja Didi whispered, reaching up hesitantly to wrap her fingers around the base of his shaft, but the tips of her fingers failed to reach around his thick shaft, and her small hands trembled as she stroked it slowly, "Wow! Look at this thing..."
Karan let out a deep groan, "Ohhh... fuck... Didi!"
Meanwhile, Jhanvi seemed to have gotten over her initial surprise and was now leaning forward. Her soft, pink tongue snaked out to lick the glistening precum oozing out of her best friend's bulbous head, and she let out a soft moan, "He tastes good, Didi." She whispered to Pooja Did, before parting her soft, luscious lips to take the head of his cock into her mouth.
I watched in fascination, stroking my own hard, pulsing prick, as I saw my Jhanvi's soft lips struggle to stretch around his fat cockhead, her mouth opening obscenely wide to take in her best friend's thick shaft. I heard a soft gagging sound, before Jhanvi pulled her wet, slippery lips back up to release Karan's cockhead from her lips.
"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.