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

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Plot:

A Mu-slim businessman, Faiz Ahmed runs a perfume manufacturing plant in lucknow, lives in a haveli with his two wives, Nafisa and Rukhsar, each dignified and strong in their own ways. Faiz marries Inaya, a young big breasted woman with a voluptuous body.


Main Characters

Faiz Ahmed (42),
Nafisa (38) – His first wife, Toned Body, Very Sensitive Nipples
Rukhsar (32) – His second wife, Lactating big breasts, mother of a son
Inaya (26), Young, big breasts

Scene 1 The Marriage of Faiz

Inaya stepped into the haveli courtyard on a cool evening. Nafisa and Rukhsar watched silently from the verandah, curiosity, warmth, and a hint of eagerness in their eyes.

A faint tension passed, softened when Rukhsar offered her a cup of kehwa.

Rukhsar: Every new story in this house begins with tea.

Inaya smiled nervously. The moment felt less like entry into rivalry and more like a quiet test of hearts.
Soon it was night time. Faiz used to sleep together with his first 2 wives on the same bed, but now it would be impossible for 4 adults to sleep together. So Faiz decided to join 2 double beds together, making it easier for all 4 to sleep together.
It was Faiz and Inaya first honeymoon night. All 4 of them were sleeping together.

Faiz: I hope I have been kind enough to all three of you. This is my way of showing my love to all three women. Everyone will be treated equally with love and respect. Tonight Inaya will sleep next to me.

Nafisa: * (Her voice was soft, like silk, but held a hidden strength.) * We understand, Faiz. Your heart is big enough for all of us.

Rukhsar: * (She chuckled, a light, melodious sound.) * And your bed is certainly big enough now! Welcome, Inaya. We are truly happy to have you.

Inaya felt a blush creep up her neck. The warmth from Rukhsar's words was a balm.

Inaya: Thank you, both of you. This is… very new for me. I hope I can be a good addition to your home.

Faiz: You are already a blessing, meri jaan. There is no need for worry. Just be yourself. Tonight is for celebration.
He reached for Inaya's hand, his touch firm and reassuring. Inaya's heart thumped a little faster. She could feel the closeness of Nafisa and Rukhsar on the other side of the vast, joined bed. The air in the room was thick with unspoken feelings—a mix of anticipation, tenderness, and a primal hum that thrummed beneath the surface.

Nafisa: * (She leaned slightly forward, her voice a low murmur that only Faiz could hear clearly.) * You have been waiting for this night, haven’t you, Faiz? We can all feel it.

Faiz squeezed Nafisa's hand, which was resting near his hip.

Faiz: Indeed, Nafisa. Every man desires his new bride. But it is not just about desire. It is about bringing another beautiful soul into our family.

Rukhsar: * (Playfully nudging Faiz's side with her foot under the covers.) * Oh, don’t be so formal, Faiz! We know you’re bursting with excitement. And Inaya looks like she’s ready to burst too!

Inaya gasped softly, her eyes widening. Rukhsar's directness was a little shocking, but there was no malice in it, only a knowing playfulness.

Inaya: * (Whispering, a little embarrassed but also intrigued.) * Rukhsar!

Rukhsar: * (Grinning.) * What? We are all women here, and Faiz, our man. There’s no need for secrets in this bed.
Nafisa reached over and gently patted Inaya's arm.

Nafisa: Rukhsar has a point, bahu. This is a space of honesty. We have shared everything with Faiz for years. And now, you are part of that sharing.

Faiz shifted, settling deeper into the pillows. The combined scent of the three women, a mix of rosewater, jasmine, and something uniquely feminine, enveloped him. His gaze lingered on Inaya, her eyes sparkling in the dim light of the bedside lamp.

Faiz: * (His voice dropped to a husky tone.) * Tonight, Inaya, you are the queen of this bed.

Inaya's breath hitched. She could feel the weight of Faiz’s desire, almost a physical thing. She also felt the presence of Nafisa and Rukhsar, their silent acknowledgment adding another layer to the moment. It wasn't just Faiz and her; it was all of them, together.

Inaya: * (Her voice was barely a whisper.) * Faiz…

Nafisa: * (Her hand slowly moved to Faiz’s back, stroking lightly.) * She is beautiful, Faiz. So young, so vibrant. Like a fresh bloom in our garden.

Rukhsar: * (Her fingers gently traced the outline of Inaya's shoulder through the thin fabric of her nightdress.) * And her body, Faiz, a true gift. I can see why you were captivated.

Inaya shivered at Rukhsar's touch, a strange mix of arousal and nervousness. She had never been touched like this by another woman, especially not by her husband's other wives. It was unexpected, yet not entirely unwelcome.

Inaya: * (Trying to keep her voice steady.) * You… you both are very kind.

Faiz: They are. And they are also honest. We value honesty here, above all else. * (He turned his head slightly, meeting Nafisa’s gaze, then Rukhsar’s.) * And I value the strength you both show in accepting Inaya with such open hearts.

Nafisa: We trust you, Faiz. We trust your love for us. And we know that your happiness is our happiness.

Rukhsar: Besides, a little new energy in the house is always welcome. And this kind of energy… * (She winked mischievously at Inaya.) * …is certainly very welcome.

Inaya couldn't help but let out a small, nervous giggle. Rukhsar’s easygoing nature was infectious.

Faiz: * (He gently pulled Inayaekha closer, so her head was resting on his chest.) * Rest now, habibti. The night is young, and we have much to explore, all of us.

He looked at Nafisa and Rukhsar, a silent question in his eyes. They both nodded, their expressions serene yet expectant.

Nafisa: * (Her voice was a soft whisper against Faiz's ear.) * Take your time, Faiz. Let her feel safe and loved.

Rukhsar: * (More audibly.) * But don’t take too much time, husband! We are all eager to feel her warmth too.

Inaya's eyes flew open. Rukhsar’s words implied a level of intimacy she hadn’t fully anticipated with the other wives, at least not so soon. Faiz chuckled, a deep, rumbling sound that vibrated through Inaya's chest.

Faiz: * (Kissing Inaya's forehead.) * They are impatient, my love. But they mean well. Tonight, let us simply be. And tomorrow, we will see what the morning brings.

He gently stroked Inaya's hair, his other hand finding Nafisa’s, then Rukhsar’s, intertwining their fingers in a silent promise. The vast bed, initially a symbol of newness and perhaps even a subtle challenge, now felt like a communal space, warm and inviting.

Inaya closed her eyes, the scent of Faiz, Nafisa, and Rukhsar mingling around her. She could feel the subtle shift in the mattress as Nafisa and Rukhsar settled more deeply, their breathing becoming calm and rhythmic. Yet, beneath the calm, she could still feel the electric hum of shared desire, a silent current flowing between all four of them in the dim light of their collective honeymoon night. It was a beginning unlike any she could have imagined, full of both tender acceptance and an unspoken promise of profound, shared intimacy.

Inaya: * (Muttering softly against Faiz’s chest, almost to herself.) * This is… more than I expected.

Faiz: * (Kissing her hair again.) * Good. Life should always hold pleasant surprises, my love. And our life, together, will be full of them.

The silence that followed was not empty, but rich with anticipation, the quiet breaths of four souls intertwined on a bed that now felt like a soft, sprawling island in the heart of their Lucknow haveli.

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Scene 2 - The Unveiling

The room was still dimly lit, a distant call of a street vendor, muffled by the thick curtains. The four figures on the vast, joined bed were still, yet the air was charged. Inaya was nestled against Faiz, but her awareness stretched to the two other women beside her husband.

After what felt like a long, silent moment, Nafisa stirred.

Nafisa: Are you asleep, Inaya?

Inaya: * (Her voice was soft, slightly shaky.) * No, Bhabhi. I can’t sleep.

Rukhsar: * (She chuckled from the other side of Faiz.) * Of course, you can't sleep! Who can sleep on their wedding night, especially when there are three other people in the bed?

Faiz: * (His hand stroked Inaya’s back.) * Now, now, Rukhsar. Let her relax. She is still adjusting.

Rukhsar: Adjusting? Faiz, we all know why we are here. And your tent is certainly not adjusting. * (She gently nudged his hardening erection under the sheet.) *

Inaya gasped again, a heat rising to her cheeks. She was intensely aware of Rukhsar’s hand, now resting near Faiz’s waist.

Nafisa: Rukhsar is right, in her own way, Inaya. We are all here because we want to be. And we are all equally excited about this new chapter.

Inaya: But… I thought tonight was just for us. For Faiz and me.

Faiz: * (He lifted her chin gently.) * It is, my love. But "us" in this house is a beautiful, expanding concept. My desire for you is fierce, but I share my life, my heart, and yes, my bed, with these two women. To exclude them tonight would be a lie to all three of you. And my honesty is my greatest love.

Rukhsar: * (Her voice was suddenly serious.) * Inaya, we are not rivals. We are partners in loving this man. And tonight, we want to watch him make you ours. We want to see your joy.

Nafisa: We want to know your body as well, bahu. This is how we welcome you completely. With nothing hidden, nothing forbidden. We are a team.

Inaya slowly processed the words. It wasn't what she expected, but the feeling of being included, of being seen and accepted so wholly, was strangely powerful. She looked from Faiz's earnest face to Nafisa's serene confidence and Rukhsar's eager gaze.

Inaya: * (She swallowed hard.) * Are you… are you saying you want to be a part of it?

Faiz: * (His eyes gleamed.) * Only if you are comfortable, meri jaan. They simply wish to share in the joy of our union.

Rukhsar: We don’t just want to watch, Inaya. We want to feel your skin, your softness. We want to learn what makes you sigh. We want to touch the body that has captivated our husband.
Rukhsar moved a little closer, her knees brushing Faiz’s back. Nafisa shifted too, her hand now resting on Faiz's shoulder, her fingers trailing down to the edge of the sheet.

Nafisa: We know you are beautiful, Inaya. Let us see. Take off your nightdress.

Inaya felt her entire body flush. Her breasts, heavy and full, suddenly felt electric under the thin cotton.

Inaya: * (Whispering.) * Now? Right now?

Faiz: * (His breath was warm against her ear.) * Yes, now. Do not be shy. This is your home, and we are your family. Show them the glory I have been dreaming of.

With a trembling hand, Inaya reached for the tiny buttons of her nightdress. Her fingers fumbled once, then again.

Rukhsar: Here, let me help you.

Rukhsar smoothly moved her body over Faiz's legs, her own nightsuit riding up, revealing a flash of smooth thigh. She reached over Faiz's chest, her warm fingers brushing against Inaya's collarbone. Inaya instinctively arched back, feeling the sudden proximity of the other woman.

Rukhsar: Don’t be afraid. We are sisters now.

Rukhsar quickly unbuttoned the remaining fasteners, pulling the cloth down and away from Inaya's shoulders. The heavy, round curves of Inaya’s breasts were exposed, catching the faint light.

Nafisa: * (Her voice was a low, reverent sound.) * Masha',.'. She is truly magnificent, Faiz.

Nafisa's gaze was direct, appreciative, and devoid of judgment. Inaya felt a surge of unbridled, primal pride, mixed with a dizzying vulnerability.

Faiz: * (He moved his hands to cup Inaya's bare breasts, his thumbs gently brushing her nipples.) * Do you see now, my love, how much they love you? They want to celebrate you.

Rukhsar: * (Her hand moved down, pulling the nightdress away completely, leaving Inaya naked under the sheet.) * Let me feel that soft skin.

Rukhsar's hand, cool and smooth, settled on Inaya's hip, stroking her voluptuous curve.

Inaya: * (A soft moan escaped her lips.) * Oh… Rukhsar…

Nafisa: * (She reached out from the other side, her touch careful as she stroked Inaya’s inner thigh, just at the edge of the sheet.) * You are so hot, Inaya. Are you wet for him already?

Inaya couldn't speak, only nod, her breath catching in her throat. The combined focus, the dual touch of the wives, was overwhelming in the most exciting way.

Faiz: * (He pulled the sheet down, revealing Inaya’s fully naked body.) * She is burning, just like I am. And we are all going to burn together tonight.

Faiz turned to face Inaya fully, his own clothes already discarded under the covers. He was a solid mass of muscle and desire.

Faiz: Nafisa, my love. Rukhsar, my dear. Tonight, we show our new wife the true meaning of our love. We will make her feel safe, cherished, and utterly satisfied.

Nafisa: * (Her hand moved from Inaya’s thigh up towards her center.) * Let us see just how satisfied she can be, Faiz. She is ready for you.

Rukhsar: * (She leaned in and kissed Inaya’s shoulder.) * Welcome to the fold, sister. This is where we learn each other’s secrets.

Inaya closed her eyes, no longer feeling nervous, but consumed by a powerful, shared lust. Her first night was no longer just her and Faiz; it was a warm, eager, and wonderfully explicit welcoming by the entire family.

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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.