***
"Owww... Owww... That's cold!" I hissed as Jhanvi and Pooja Didi sat on either side of me pressing the ice packs on my bruises. We were in my bedroom and they had taken off my shirt, exposing the red bruises forming on my chest and abdomen.
"Quit being such a baby..." Pooja Didi said with an exasperated sigh while pressing a cold pack of ice on the bruise over my stomach, "I can't believe the two of you would be so stupid! You should have left Aslam for the police or Peter!"
Suraj had already been patched up and was standing shirtless with a bandage around his arm, pouring us a drink from the small bar at the side. He chuckled and looked back at us, "Hey, we almost got him!"
"Almost isn't good enough!" Jhanvi said with a frown, giving him a strict glare, "And not worth it if something had happened to the two of you."
"You got lucky!" Pooja Didi scolded us, "You could have been hurt! The both of you."
She shook her head in annoyance but before she could speak, Suraj cut her off, "Karan and I fought off a seasoned thug with a weapon, like heroes. That's what we should focus on."
"He's right!" I gave Jhanvi a roguish grin.
"Oh, heroes, is it?" Jhanvi rolled her eyes at that, and pressed the ice pack harder against the bruise on my cheek and split lip, making me yelp!
"Owww! Oww! I said that's cold!" I jumped, shivering slightly from the sudden coldness.
"If the ice packs are too cool for my heroes, then maybe this would help..." she chuckled and then without any warning, leaned forward and kissed me gently on my lips. The soft caress of her lips on mine made me groan as I felt a different feeling, an electric tingle rush through my body. Her warm lips brushed against mine for a long moment and then she finally pulled back, with a mischievous giggle, "Better?"
"Mmm... much better!" I looked back into her eyes, which were filled with lust!
"Mmmm... he's got bruises all over his body, sis!" Pooja Didi added with a giggle, "Let me help..."
And before I could react, Pooja Didi's soft lips were pressed against the bruise on my abs. She moaned against my skin, slowly kissing and licking my wounds and then trailing her kisses upwards; her warm tongue licking my chest.
"Ooohh.. Fuck!" I groaned, feeling their soft lips kissing and sucking my bruises in the most seductive way possible, "I should get hurt more often!"
"M-master..." Jhanvi purred, looking at Suraj with lust-filled eyes, "Can Karan join us tonight? I want to fuck both of my heroes tonight!"
"Mmmmm... Me too. Please Master..." Pooja Didi added with a giggle, giving me a wink, "Fuck both your sluts together again!"
"It's been a crazy night, I could use some tension relief!" Suraj chuckled and looked at me with a smile, "What do you think, buddy? You up for this after getting your ass kicked by Aslam?"
"I'm not going to say no to this!" I grinned, my cock already rock hard in my pants, "And my ass was not kicked, I just got outplayed for a second."
"Oh yeah, you were so brave!" Pooja Didi whispered as she reached down and cupped my bulge with her palm, rubbing my hard-on gently through my jeans.
"Hmmm... that could be fun!" Suraj said with an amused chuckle. His eyes dark with lust as he took a last sip from his glass, watching Pooja Didi and Jhanvi take turns kissing my wounds, "But don't you two think you are too dressed up for the occasion."
The girls exchanged naughty glances and without wasting another moment, Jhanvi stood up and unzipped her black dress, letting it slide down her body to reveal a black lacy lingerie set. Her soft boobs were encased in the thin material of her bra, which struggled to hold the weight of her beautiful tits.
My eyes were glued on them when Pooja Didi stood up beside me, her fingers slowly unbuttoning her salwar kameez. She pulled it off, letting the top fall to the ground in a heap; revealing a matching pink lingerie set.
"Let me get another drink..." Suraj chuckled, taking in their hot curves and he turned around to the bar, "But I don't mind if you two start rewarding my friend over here first."
I stared up at the two gorgeous sisters, their hot bodies looking like goddesses sent from heaven! Even before the girls could take a step towards me, I quickly reached down to my pants, fumbling for a second with my belt. I unbuckled it and kicked off my pants until I was left in just my boxers.
"Mmmm... our hero Karan is so eager and all hard for his 'reward'," Jhanvi giggled, her eyes glancing down at my tented boxers.
"It's hard not to get hard with you two looking so fucking hot," I murmured, staring up at their beautiful tits hungrily, "Now let me see those sexy tits wrapped around my cock!"
"See how demanding he has gotten now, Jhanvi!" Pooja Didi said with an amused smile as she climbed up on to the bed beside me, pressing her tits against my arm as she bit my earlobe gently, "Is that how you talk to your Bhabhis? Maybe we should teach him a lesson, sis!"
"Master?" Jhanvi looked over at Suraj, her eyes twinkling with mischief.
"You two do whatever you want to him. I'll join you in a bit!" Suraj chuckled, pouring some more whiskey into a glass, "This looks like it's going to be fun! Just don't hurt him too much!"
I groaned in mock frustration as I saw Suraj settle back into his chair, sipping on his drink. It was amazing how much in control he always seemed to be. I mean Pooja Didi and Jhanvi were each enough to drive any man wild, and somehow, he had made both fall in love with him and agree to be his wives. Then he'd gone ahead and convinced both sisters to happily seduce and fuck me too! I don't know how he'd made two sanskari (loyal/traditional) bahus to become his personal sluts!
But I didn't get much time to think about it as Jhanvi crawled over onto my other side on the bed and began teasing and kissing my body.
"Owww..." I gasped suddenly, when Pooja Didi's lips pressed against the bruise just above my nipple.
She smiled mischievously at me, giving her sister a wink before looking back at me. The tip of her tongue poked out, "Here... Let me make you feel better."
"Fuck!" I groaned, feeling the tip of her warm tongue gently brush over the bruise and then she sucked gently on my nipple. She looked up into my eyes, her brown eyes twinkling with lust, "Does that feel better, baby?"
I could only nod in both pleasure and pain as both girls seemed to enjoy 'healing' my body with their kisses. For the next few minutes, I lay there enjoying the most erotic healing session ever! Jhanvi and Pooja were going back and forth between kissing my lips and sucking my wounds. It was a mix of pain and absolute pleasure that had me moan and squirm under their touch.
"Damn! This is hot!" Suraj muttered from where he was sitting at my right, his drink forgotten as he stood up and pulled off his shirt and trousers until he was standing in front of us in his boxers, just like me, "I don't think I can let Karan have all the fun!"
"Come here, Master," Jhanvi said with a giggle, reaching out towards him and grabbing the huge tent in his boxers, "I can take care of you while Didi takes care of Karan."
Both sisters then wasted no time in making Suraj and me sit with our backs against the bed frame and they settled down between our legs, their faces just inches away from our straining boxers.
I looked at Suraj and gave him a high five as we eyed the two beauties kneeling before us! I was sure it was going to be a long, fun night when suddenly...
"What the hell is going on here?"
I froze in shock at the sound of that familiar voice! My head snapped up and my eyes locked with those of my beautiful sister, Disha, standing in the doorway. Beside her stood Suraj's elder sister and my girlfriend, Tara; both girls looking stunned at the scene in front of them.
***
"Tara..." I started to speak but froze mid-sentence at Tara's angry glare towards me. She looked at Suraj who for some reason was weirdly so much calmer than I was.
We had all shuffled off the bed in a panic at the appearance of Disha and Tara. And while Suraj and I stood almost naked, except for our boxers, which were still pretty tented. Both Jhanvi and Pooja Didi had pulled the blankets off and wrapped them around their barely clad bodies, like short togas.
So right now, stood in front of us, two pairs of gorgeous beauties facing each other, Jhanvi and Pooja Didi on one side and Tara and Disha on the other. Suraj and me having fucked both pairs together at different times, now stood on either side.
"Suraj?" Tara spoke first, her voice filled with fury, "What is going on here? Why are Jhanvi and Pooja in bed with you and my boyfriend?"
I gulped at that question. How do you explain this to your girlfriend! But before I could say anything...
"Well, what's wrong with me fucking my future wives? Or if I invite my best friend to join in?" Suraj replied with a smug grin.
"Wh-What do you mean - FUTURE WIVES? Jhanvi is married to Kishore Bhaiya!!! Tara asked in disbelief, "And Pooja Didi is married to Ravi Bhaiya! You can't..."
"Well, you didn't seem to mind Pooja Didi being married, when I fucked you and her over our high school reunion!" Suraj said with a smile, which then made me, Jhanvi and Disha go collectively "WHAT!!!"
"Y-You did what?" Disha whispered in shock at Tara, who now blushed, as she bit her lips, clearly not expecting this to turn around on her.
"You fucked Tara! B-But she's your sister?" Jhanvi asked, her eyes wide with shock.
"Is that worse than you licking YOUR sister's pussy and making her cum when the three of us are together?" Suraj said, taking a step forward to stand between Jhanvi and Pooja Didi, placing his hands around both their shoulders in a possessive manner.
"I-I... That's different," Jhanvi stammered, her face turning red and looking down in embarrassment.
"And Pooja Didi here didn't have any issues with me fucking my sister and her together," he added nonchalantly as he reached out and turned Pooja Didi's chin to look at him. She was blushing like crazy, but she nodded quickly.
"I... I don't mind..." Pooja Didi spoke, for the first time since the girls had walked in on us and then she looked back at Tara, "I love Suraj with all my heart. Anything he wants to do, is fine by me."
"S-Same here," Jhanvi added, her eyes meeting Tara's gaze, "I love him and I am going to be his wife, too."
Tara who was clearly confused in what to think or say, "But... but... What about Kishore Bhaiya?"
"I think you will need to sit down for this! It's a long-long-long story!"
***
Suraj spent the next half hour explaining everything that had been happening to his family and how I got involved. Jhanvi and Pooja Didi stood beside him, adding their points when needed. Things with Shah Rukh, Kishore and Ravi's plan. Everything!
Disha and Tara sat on the edge of the bed. They were stunned while listening to it all. They were still dressed in their tiny little dresses from their night out partying. I went over to the bar and made two drinks, handing one to Tara and another to Disha and took a seat between them, while Suraj continued his story and answered Tara's questions.
"Holy Shit!" Disha muttered at last after Suraj had finished and glanced at me, "Talk about family drama!"
But my eyes were on Tara, who looked at Suraj and then glanced at me, her expression unreadable. She glanced down at my bare chest, her eyes lingering on the red bruises on me.
"And you almost got killed trying to protect my family?" she asked, her eyes narrowing slightly.
"Ummm... Yeah! That part was a bit unexpected," I said with a nervous smile, not sure if she was going to scream at me for being such an idiot, "But luckily Suraj and Peter reached just in..."
"Mmmmfff," Tara's soft lips crashed against mine mid-sentence. Her arms wrapped around my neck, kissing me deeply. She pulled back after a second, her eyes filled with love and concern, "I didn't know my nerd boyfriend could be such a hero!"
"I... ummm... I..." I stuttered but before I could say anything, Disha leaned in from the other side and turned my face towards her and kissed my lips.
She pulled away after a second and looked into my eyes, her voice low and sultry as she spoke, "My brother is all grown up and saving hot women from evil villains. Just like in the movies. I'm so proud of you!"
"Hey, I thought you said I was grown up when you snuck into my room last night to get fucked by my big cock?" I chuckled.
"Shut up!" She whispered and slapped me gently on my shoulder before giving me another peck on the cheek, her face turning red. Tara chuckled at our exchange and leaned over for another quick kiss, which became a three-way kiss with Disha joining in. The girls took turns French kissing each other while I sat in the middle, feeling their lips on mine; their soft breasts pressed against my body!
'God, I loved these two!'
"Ummmm... We're still here..." Jhanvi said with an amused smile as I broke the kiss to look towards the others.
Suraj had his arms wrapped around the two girls, who seemed content in cuddling up against him.
"Fuck..." I laughed and shook my head, "Well, now you all know about each other! What now?"
Disha turned to look at Suraj and asked with a mischievous smile, "Are you really going to marry Jhanvi and Pooja? Isn't that a bit greedy of you?"
"Yes, I am being greedy," Suraj said without any hesitation or shyness. He looked over at Tara, his eyes meeting hers, "What do you think about that, Tara?"
"I think it's a little unconventional... But... If they are ok with it. It's actually kind of hot! And I get two Bhabhis instead of one," Tara said with a giggle and looked at me, her eyes sparkling with mischief, "What about you? When are YOU going to pop the question, huh, nerd boy?"
She was clearly teasing me but instead I just blushed and glanced at Disha. She gave a small smile and then nodded ever so slightly, giving me a playful wink.
"Just give me a second!" I muttered and jumped up to rush to my cupboard. I was back within a few seconds and kneeling down in front of a clearly stunned Tara.
"I got this the week we started dating!"
The room was dead silent for a moment as I opened the tiny box to reveal a sparkling ring, and said, "I know it's not the most romantic of proposals. But if my life-threatening escapade tonight have taught me anything, is that life is too short. So, Tara Kapoor, Will you marry me?"
"Ohhhh my god!" Tara squealed in delight, covering her mouth with her hands. She looked at the ring and then at my face, before looking sideways at her best friend, with an asking look on her face.
I knew exactly what she was thinking. Both Disha and her had also started their illicit affair as lovers from that first sister-swap in Goa, and both girls had realized that they loved each other just as much as Tara loved me!
"Don't worry. My brother and I had a discussion about this already. It's a package deal!" Disha whispered and then kissed her cheek, "I love you too and once you marry him, the three of us can be a secret family!"
She had tears in her eyes as she leaned in to kiss Disha again and then looked down at me with a wide smile, "Yes! Yes! YES! Of course I want to marry you, silly nerd!"
"Woohoo..." Jhanvi's voice came from the side with a giggle.
But my eyes were locked onto my beautiful fiancée who was smiling like a giddy child as she held out her hand, letting me slip the ring over her finger.
"I love you two sooooooo much!" Dish said with a wide grin on her face as I stood up and embraced her and Tara.
"Looks like you are going to be my brother-in-law soon." Suraj chuckled and walked over to us, "It was about time, bro. You've been pining for her for years."
"It all happened thanks to you and your revenge shenanigans!" I said with a smile, looking at him and his two gorgeous fiancés.
"Umm... So what now?" Jhanvi's cute voice brought us all back from the euphoria of our engagement.
The room fell silent again and we all looked at each other. Suraj with Jhanvi and Pooja Didi, his wives, in his arms and me with Tara and Disha, my future wives, by my side.
"Well... We are all family now!" Suraj said with a grin, "I say we celebrate the way we have been celebrating for months..."
And before anyone could react, he reached out and undid the sheets covering Pooja Didi and Jhanvi, leaving them suddenly exposed in their slutty lingerie, "Unless anyone has any objections..."
"Fuck, Karan! Your Bhabhis are hot!" Disha giggled and licked her lips as she eyed Pooja Didi and Jhanvi. All the girls blushed and looked at each other shyly and glanced back at us and nodded. They clearly had no objections.
"I think we are up for a long night..." I chuckled and looked at Suraj, "Ready, bro?"
"Yup, but I have an idea for something fun." Suraj said with a chuckle, his eyes on Tara and Disha, "Something special for our first family fuck!"
***
I glanced at Suraj standing beside me as he pulled down his boxers, revealing his hard, throbbing cock. He glanced sideways at me, watching me pull my boxers off too and tossing them aside.
We looked down at our feet where Tara. Pooja Didi, Jhanvi and Disha were on their knees, kneeling on the carpet before us, in the sexiest half-circle of sluts one could imagine. Tara and Disha had ditched their dresses, leaving them just in a sexy black and a sexy red lacy lingerie set and of course Jhanvi and Pooja Didi were already down to their lingerie.
It was like a scene out of some porn orgy, all our gorgeous 10/10 girls kneeling before us. There was barely any space as they jostled together, their tits squishing together in the most erotic way. And the hottest of all, Suraj had asked me to get out my ties and had blindfolded and tied their hands together behind their backs.
My cock was at full mast as it bobbed up and down, inches above from four luscious mouths. The girls looked so slutty in the dim light, their lips parted in anticipation and their tongues out, almost begging for a taste of our hard cocks.
"This is crazy!" I muttered in a low voice, knowing how surreal this was, "How you managed to convince so many women to be our sluts, I will never know!"
"Crazy is an understatement!!" Suraj replied with a chuckle, his eyes roaming over all the beautiful girls, "You're now my brother-in-law and we are going to be fucking our Bhabhis, sisters, sister-in-laws, and our wives-to-be!"
"So, what are your rules again?" I whispered as my cock throbbed in excitement, feeling the hot breath of the girls on my cock.
"So, the game is that you four have to give Karan and me the sluttiest, sloppiest blowjobs of your lives. And at the same time try to guess who you are sucking off!" Suraj said loudly so everyone could hear, "And the girl who Karan and I judge as the most enthusiastic slut, gets a special reward! So, are you all ready?"
"Yes, masters..." came the collective moans and eager nods from all four girls as their breasts heaved in excitement.
"Ok, let's begin!" Suraj said and grabbed me by the hand and took a step back as we swapped positions, leaving Jhanvi and Disha in front of me and Tara and Pooja Didi kneeling in front of Suraj.
Then wordlessly, both Suraj and I stepped forward, our cocks throbbing and ready to be worshipped.
I reached out and grabbed both Jhanvi and Disha's head, grabbing a fistful of hair and guiding them to my cock. Almost immediately, their tongues were pressed against either side of the tip of my cock and they both began to lick and slurp at it hungrily.