I fucked my wife and her younger sister | Fucked my wife sister at parent's home - Part 3

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My name is Aryan, and at 28 years old, I was living a secret life that most men could only dream of. After our insanely hot honeymoon in Goa where I fucked my wife Priya and her younger sister Neha every single day for ten days, things only got more intense when we returned home. Neha had become a permanent part of our sexual relationship. The three of us fucked almost daily — sometimes gentle and loving, sometimes rough and filthy.
One weekend, Priya’s parents invited us to their house for a family get-together. They lived in a big independent house on the outskirts of the city. Priya’s father was away on a business trip, and her mother had gone to visit her sister in another town for two days. That left only the three of us — me, Priya, and Neha — alone in that huge house for the entire weekend.
The moment we stepped inside and closed the main door, the energy changed.
Priya looked at me with that familiar naughty smile and said, “Baby… we’re in my parents’ house. This is going to be dangerous… and that makes it so much hotter.”
Neha blushed but couldn’t hide her excitement. She was wearing a short floral sundress with nothing underneath. “Di, remember how we used to share this room when we were younger? Now I want Aryan Jiju to fuck both of us in it.”
We didn’t even make it to the bedroom at first.
As soon as we entered the living room, Priya pushed me against the wall and dropped to her knees. She pulled my cock out and started sucking me greedily while Neha watched. Then Neha joined her. Both sisters were on their knees in their parents’ living room, taking turns sucking my cock, licking the shaft, and kissing each other with my precum on their lips.
“God, I love watching you two suck my husband,” Priya moaned before deepthroating me again.
I couldn’t hold back. I grabbed both their heads and fucked their mouths alternately until I was rock hard. Then I made them stand up, bent them over the sofa, and took turns fucking them from behind — first my wife, then her sister. Their moans echoed through the empty house.
“Fuck me harder, Aryan,” Priya begged. “This is the same sofa where Papa used to sit.”
That dirty comment made me thrust even harder.
We moved from room to room like animals in heat.
In the kitchen, I lifted Neha onto the counter and fucked her while she sat with her legs spread wide. Priya stood beside us, kissing her sister and rubbing her clit while I pounded Neha’s tight pussy. Neha came so hard she squirted all over the kitchen floor.
Later, we went to the sisters’ old childhood bedroom. The same room where Priya and Neha had grown up sharing secrets. Now it was the place where I was going to claim both of them.
I laid Priya on her old single bed and fucked her in missionary while Neha sat on her face. Priya licked her little sister’s pussy while I drove my cock deep into her. The sight was unbelievable — two sisters using each other for pleasure while I fucked one of them.
Then I switched. I put Neha on all fours on the same bed and fucked her doggy style while she ate Priya’s pussy. Every hard thrust pushed Neha’s face deeper into her sister’s cunt.
“Chodo mujhe Jiju… apni saali ki chut ko chod do,” Neha moaned like a slut. “Meri behen ke saamne mujhe chod rahe ho… bahut mazaa aa raha hai.”
Priya was fingering herself and watching us with lust-filled eyes. “Fuck her harder, husband. Make my little sister scream in the same room where we used to study.”
The risk made everything ten times more intense. We knew Priya’s parents could return at any moment, but that only made us hornier.
The most dangerous and hottest moment happened on the second night.
We were in the master bedroom — Priya’s parents’ room. The same bed where her mom and dad slept. I made both sisters lie side by side on their backs with their legs spread wide. I took turns fucking them — five deep strokes in Priya’s pussy, then five in Neha’s, going back and forth while they kissed each other and played with their clits.
Then Priya whispered the filthiest request yet:
“Cum inside Neha while I watch… right here on Mom and Dad’s bed.”
I positioned Neha in the middle of the big bed, pushed her legs back to her shoulders, and fucked her as deep as possible. Priya knelt beside us, rubbing Neha’s clit furiously.
“Fill her up, Aryan,” Priya moaned. “Breed my little sister in our parents’ bed.”
That pushed me over the edge. I buried myself balls-deep inside Neha and exploded. Thick, heavy ropes of cum shot deep into her womb. Neha came at the same time, her pussy milking every drop out of me while she screamed in pleasure.
Priya immediately pushed me aside and buried her face between Neha’s legs, licking my cum out of her sister’s freshly-fucked pussy.
The entire weekend was pure debauchery. We fucked in almost every room — on the dining table where the family ate dinner, in the bathroom where the sisters used to bathe together as kids, even on the terrace under the open sky at 2 AM.
By the time Sunday evening came and we knew their mother would return soon, both sisters were walking with a slight limp, their pussies sore and leaking my cum.
As we were packing to leave, Priya hugged me from behind and whispered in my ear:
“This was the hottest weekend of my life, baby. Fucking you with my sister in our parents’ house… I’ve never been so wet in my life.”
Neha came and kissed me softly. “Next time, I want you to fuck me in Papa’s study room while Di watches.”
I smiled, pulled both of them close, and said:
“Whenever you both want it… I’m ready.”
The three of us drove back home that night, already planning our next risky adventure.