3rd Marriage of Faiz | All 4 of them sleep together

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Scene 3 - The Shared Sanctuary

Inaya was completely naked, her body tingling from the combined touch of Faiz, Nafisa, and Rukhsar. She looked at the two women, her nervousness now replaced by a fierce curiosity and a growing desire for equality in their vulnerability.

Inaya: * (Her voice was stronger now, a clear request.) * I want to see your bodies too, Nafisa and Rukhsar. Please remove your clothes as well.

A beautiful smile spread across Nafisa’s face. She reached for the tie of her silk nightgown.

Nafisa: * (Her eyes held a soft, knowing warmth.) * Of course, beta. There are no secrets in this bed. You are right to ask.

Nafisa smoothly slipped out of her gown. Her body, slim and fit from years of activity, was revealed. Her 34DD breasts were firm, and as the cool air hit them, her nipples immediately hardened, standing taut and erect.

Faiz: * (His eyes moved over Nafisa with deep appreciation.) * See, Inaya? Nafisa is always ready for me. Always.

Rukhsar: * (She laughed, a full, generous sound, and began to pull off her own loose kurti.) * I am a little softer, Inaya, thanks to our little one. But my warmth is just as potent.
Rukhsar's body, slightly chubbier but wonderfully rounded, was unveiled. Her 34F breasts were heavy and full, the veins visible, a clear sign of her recent motherhood.

Inaya: * (Her gaze lingered on Rukhsar’s large breasts, then shifted to Nafisa's defined figure.) * You are both so beautiful. So different.

Rukhsar: * (She proudly cupped one of her full breasts.) * This size comes with a special gift, my love.

Nafisa: * (She crawled closer to Rukhsar, gently placing a hand on her round hip.) * A gift I enjoy daily. Inaya, my bond with Rukhsar is very deep. We share everything, even before you came.

Faiz: * (He settled back against the pillows, his 8-inch erection already hard and demanding attention.) * Yes, bivi. They have kept me very happy for a long time. They are each other's solace, and my endless pleasure.

Inaya: * (Curiously.) * Share everything?

Rukhsar: * (She leaned over and gave Nafisa a long, passionate kiss on the lips.) * Like this. We never shy away from love, whatever form it takes.

Nafisa: * (Pulling back, her eyes shining with desire.) * And I have a special fondness for Rukhsar’s milk. It is the sweetest thing.

Nafisa gently took Rukhsar’s heavy breast and put the dark nipple to her mouth, sucking gently but firmly. Rukhsar let out a soft, contented moan.

Rukhsar: * (Muttering while Nafisa suckled.) * See, Inaya? It’s all about giving pleasure and taking it, no matter who is offering. Now it’s your turn to join this circle of love.

Inaya watched, transfixed, her breath coming in short gasps. The sight was powerful—Faiz watching his two wives in such intimate communion, his own arousal evident, and the women utterly comfortable in their mutual desire.

Faiz: * (He reached out and gently stroked Inaya’s 34E breast.) * This is the family you have married into, dilruba. No shame, only love.

Inaya: * (She reached out and touched Nafisa’s hair.) * This is… amazing. It’s so much love. I want to be a part of this.

Nafisa: * (She pulled away from Rukhsar, a string of saliva connecting them briefly.) * Then join us. Rukhsar, let Inaya taste your warmth too.
Rukhsar shifted, positioning herself closer to Inaya.

Rukhsar: Come, sister. Take my breast. Taste the nourishment I have for you. It’s part of the bond.
Inaya was hesitant for only a moment. Her own desire for acceptance and a shared experience overpowered any shyness. She leaned forward, her firm breasts brushing against Rukhsar's soft, full ones.

Inaya: * (Her voice was breathless.) * Okay. Show me.
Rukhsar guided Inaya's mouth to her nipple. Inaya began to suckle, a profound, primal satisfaction washing over her.

Rukhsar: * (Moaning softly, her hand stroking Inaya’s hair.) * Yes, that’s right. Take it all. Feel the power of this connection.

Faiz: * (His voice was thick with lust, watching his three wives in a circle of shared intimacy.) * This is heaven, Mash,.'. My three queens, sharing their pleasure.
Faiz moved his hand down, tracing the curve of Inaya’s belly and moving lower, finding the moist, hot center of her desire.

Faiz: You are so wet, Inaya. My love, my new wife, you are ready for me. But let the others prepare you first. This is how we bring balance.
Nafisa, seeing Faiz’s hand on Inaya, moved her slim, sensitive body down the bed.

Nafisa: * (Her voice was a low growl.) * I will start the journey, Faiz. Let me give her a welcome she will never forget.
Nafisa settled between Inaya's legs, her hair a curtain around Inaya’s hips.

Inaya: * (A loud gasp escaped her lips.) * Oh! Nafisa!

Nafisa: * (Mouth already close to Inaya's most intimate spot.) * Quiet, jaan. Just feel my love. Just relax and let me worship you.
As Nafisa began her intimate, focused attention, Inaya cried out, simultaneously experiencing the deep, gentle suction of Rukhsar on her breast and the thrilling, expert touch of Nafisa below. Faiz leaned over them, his gaze intense, his hands touching all three women—stroking Nafisa's back, gently squeezing Rukhsar's full breast, and burying his face in Inaya's neck, breathing in the scent of their shared, rising heat.

Faiz: * (His voice was a deep, satisfied rumble.) * This is our life, Inaya. This is our love. Welcome home.