I fucked my wife and her younger sister | Honeymoon with my wife sister - Part 2
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My name is Aryan, and at 28 years old, I was living every man’s wildest fantasy. After that unforgettable night when I first fucked both my wife Priya and her younger sister Neha together, our relationship completely transformed. Neha officially moved into our house two weeks later. From that point on, I was sleeping with both sisters almost every single day — sometimes separately, but mostly together. The house was constantly filled with moans, the sound of skin slapping, and the sweet scent of sex.
Priya, being the bold and loving wife she was, came up with the craziest idea yet.
One evening while the three of us were naked on the couch, she suddenly announced, “We’re going on a honeymoon. All three of us.”
Neha’s eyes widened. “Di… are you serious?”
“Very serious,” Priya replied, smiling as she stroked my already hardening cock. “Aryan works so hard. He deserves a proper honeymoon. And I want to watch my husband fuck my little sister properly — on a beach, in a luxury villa, with no one to disturb us for an entire week.”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Ten days later, we were on a flight to a private beach resort in Goa. We had booked a luxurious beachfront villa with its own private pool, direct access to the sea, and complete privacy. No other guests nearby.
The moment we entered the villa and closed the door, the rules were set.
“No clothes for the entire week,” Priya declared, already stripping off her sundress. “We fuck whenever we want, wherever we want. And Aryan… you are going to breed both of us.”
Neha blushed but quickly followed, peeling off her clothes. Within seconds, both sisters stood completely naked in front of me, their bodies glowing in the golden evening light coming through the large glass windows.
I didn’t waste any time.
I pulled Priya close and kissed her deeply while my hands roamed over Neha’s tight body. Then I turned and kissed Neha just as passionately. Their hands were all over me, pulling my shirt off, yanking down my shorts until my thick cock sprang free, already rock hard.
We started right there in the living room.
Priya pushed me onto the large sectional sofa and straddled my face, lowering her wet pussy onto my mouth. At the same time, Neha climbed between my legs and took my entire cock down her throat in one smooth motion. The feeling was heavenly — my wife grinding on my tongue while her sister gave me the sloppiest, deepest blowjob of my life.
“Fuck… he tastes so good,” Neha moaned, spitting on my cock before sucking it again.
Priya was moaning loudly, riding my face harder. “Eat your wife’s pussy while my sister sucks your cock, baby.”
After a few minutes, they switched. Neha sat on my face while Priya rode my cock reverse cowgirl. I licked Neha’s tight, sweet pussy as Priya bounced on me, her juicy ass slapping against my thighs. The two sisters leaned forward and started kissing each other passionately, their tongues dancing while they used my body for their pleasure.
I made Neha cum first, her thighs shaking around my head as she flooded my mouth with her juices. Priya came shortly after, her pussy clenching tightly around my cock.
But I wasn’t done.
I stood up, bent Priya over the back of the sofa, and slammed into her from behind in one hard thrust. While I fucked my wife deep and rough, Neha knelt beside us and licked my balls and Priya’s clit at the same time. The sensation was insane.
“Harder, husband,” Priya moaned. “Fuck me like you own me.”
I pounded her mercilessly until she screamed through another orgasm. Then I pulled out and immediately buried myself balls-deep into Neha’s tight pussy from behind. She was even tighter than Priya. I grabbed her long hair and pulled her head back as I fucked her with long, powerful strokes.
“Tell me how it feels, Neha,” I growled.
“So deep… your cock is stretching me so good, Jiju,” she whimpered. “Fuck your saali harder… I want to feel you for days.”
The week became one endless blur of pure lust.
We fucked in the private infinity pool at sunset — me standing in the water while both sisters took turns riding me. We fucked on the beach at midnight under the stars, their bodies glowing in the moonlight as I took them one after another. We fucked in the outdoor shower, against the glass wall overlooking the sea, and even on the dining table during breakfast.
The dirtiest moment came on the fourth night.
Priya had a special request. She wanted me to fuck both of them at the same time — one in the pussy, one in the ass.
She lay on her back on the large king bed and pulled Neha on top of her so their pussies were stacked perfectly. I knelt between their legs and alternated — ten deep strokes into my wife’s dripping cunt, then ten hard thrusts into Neha’s even tighter pussy. Both sisters were moaning and kissing each other wildly.
Then I moved higher.
I slowly pushed my cock into Priya’s ass while fingering Neha’s pussy. After a few minutes, I switched and entered Neha’s virgin-tight ass for the first time. She cried out in pleasure and pain as I stretched her. Priya rubbed her sister’s clit to help her relax until Neha was pushing back against me, begging for more.
That night I came three times — once deep in Priya’s ass, once in Neha’s pussy, and finally all over both their faces as they knelt together like perfect sluts.
By the end of the week, both sisters were walking around with a constant glow, their bodies covered in love bites and handprints. Every morning I woke up with at least one of them sucking my cock. Every night I fell asleep with both of them curled against me, my cum still leaking out of their pussies.
On the last night, as we lay exhausted on the bed watching the waves crash outside, Priya kissed my chest and whispered:
“This is our real marriage now, Aryan. Me and Neha… we both belong to you completely.”
Neha smiled and added softly, “I never want this to end, Jiju.”
I pulled both of them closer, my hands resting possessively on their asses, and smiled.
Neither did I.
I will write another part where things get even riskier when we return home.
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