Adultery How I made my wife fuck my friend
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The next morning, Priti was glowing, her orthodox facade back in place as she sipped coffee in the kitchen, dressed in a simple kurti that hugged her curves just enough to keep my mind on last night’s show. But I could see the fire in her eyes, the way her lips curled slightly when she caught me staring. She knew we were in deep, and she was loving every second of it.

“Siddu’s good, Rudra,” she said, her voice low, teasing. “He’s got that cocky charm, and he knows how to use it. But I want to see him with Nidhi. I want to watch her lose it, just like I did.”

I leaned against the counter, my cock twitching at the thought of Nidhi unraveling under Siddu’s touch, her prim exterior crumbling as she gave in. But there was something else burning in my chest, something I’d kept buried for years, and this morning, with the high of last night still coursing through me, I couldn’t hold it back anymore.

“Priti,” I said, setting my mug down and stepping closer to her. My voice was low, almost a growl, as I locked eyes with her. “Once Siddu gets you and Nidhi together, fucking you both like the sluts you’re becoming… I’m gonna take her myself.”

Priti’s eyes widened, her coffee mug pausing halfway to her lips. “What? Rudra, you mean… Nidhi? Your sister?”

I nodded, my jaw tight, the confession spilling out like a dam breaking. “I’ve always dreamed of fucking her, Priti. Mercilessly. Ever since we were younger, I’d catch glimpses of her—her curves, the way her hips swayed in those tight salwars, the way her blouse strained when she leaned over. I wanted to rip her clothes off and take her, make her scream my name while I pounded her into the bed.”

Priti’s breath hitched, her cheeks flushing, but she didn’t look away. “Fuck, Rudra… that’s… intense. You really want to do that to her?”

I stepped closer, my hands gripping her waist, pulling her against me. “This morning, I woke up thinking about it. Picturing her on her knees, her tits spilling out of that red dress from Siddu’s video, begging me to fuck her. I want to bend her over, pull her hair, and fuck her so hard she forgets her own name. I want to see her orthodox mask shatter, see her give in to being my slut, just like you have.”

Priti’s eyes gleamed with a mix of shock and arousal. She set her mug down, her hands sliding up my chest. “You’re such a fucking pervert,” she whispered, but her voice was thick with desire. “You want to fuck your own sister like that? Watch her scream while you… destroy her?”

I groaned, my cock hardening against her. “Yes. And I want you there, Priti. I want you to watch me take her, maybe even join in. Imagine it—Siddu fucking you, me fucking Nidhi, all of us lost in it. You’d love that, wouldn’t you?”

Priti moaned softly, her hips pressing against me. “God, you’re insane. But… yeah, I’d watch. I’d want to see her lose it, see you make her yours. And then I’d want you to fuck me even harder afterward.”

I kissed her hard, my hands sliding under her kurti, squeezing her breasts. “We’ll make it happen, Priti. Siddu’s gonna get Nidhi ready, break her down until she’s begging for it. And when he does, I’ll step in. I’ll fuck her until she can’t think straight, until she’s screaming for me. And you’ll be right there, loving every second.”

Priti’s breath was ragged, her body trembling against mine. “You’re gonna ruin us both, Rudra,” she said, but her smile was wicked, her eyes burning with excitement. “Let’s do it. Let Siddu work his magic on her, get her here. And maybe… maybe we bring Vijay back too. Make it a fucking party.”

My mind raced, the possibilities unfolding—Siddu fucking Nidhi, Priti taking on Vijay, and me finally claiming my sister in the most primal way. The game was escalating, and we were both ready to push it to the edge.

“Deal,” I said, pulling her toward the bedroom. “But first, I’m gonna fuck you senseless, imagining it’s Nidhi under me.”

Priti laughed, already unbuttoning my shirt. “You’re a sick bastard, Rudra. But I’m all in.”

As we fucked, my mind was consumed with the image of Nidhi—her exposed breast from the video, her body trembling as I took her mercilessly, her screams mixing with Priti’s moans. The game was far from over, and I was ready to make every twisted fantasy come true.
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How I made my wife fuck my friend - by Kohsaitap - 06-04-2024, 04:59 PM
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