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Come Together Ch. 01

By: fluidline1



Note: I took the first letter for granted, assuming it to be authored by someone with a peculiar interest. But when I received no less than three other similar letters indicating the same subject, I thought about it.

The following work of fiction is loosely based on what the authors of these four letters want; in short, a combination of “coming straight to the act as I had in the first chapter of the Saga of A Family” (thanks Zingy), relationship based on incest (thanks latha), plenty of breast oriented action (thanks park_geoff, and mimime, though I have received letters accusing me of being too much into it; and incidentally, the photos were very stimulating and I hope you and your girl will enjoy those I am sending to you shortly) and “more erotic action than a lot of background” (thanks Lee). Finally, thanks a lot Wannabee2 for recommending the book; I have drawn a few inspirations as you can see!

They made their way through the dark basement, he, holding a lighted candle above their heads, following Preeti as she led the way.

“Though your sister is beautiful, and the two of you look like you are almost twins, I find you to be doubly attractive,” Nitin murmured in a low voice. 

“Really?” she laughed flirtatiously. “How so?”

“Her most attractive charms are less easily accessible when she is lying on her back,” he answered boldly.

“And what makes you think that mine would be?”

“That’s the whole reason of this dialogue. I wouldn’t have dared speak such words with any other woman. Your presence is so magnetic, I would frankly not give a damn even if you did slap me now.”

She felt warm and wet and flustered, both at the words he spoke and the circumstances they were in. Also arousing her further was the fact that both knew that the entire of the rest of the family was up stairs.

She had played along with him for too long and she knew it was pay back time. 

As if on cue, he circled her with one arm from behind, pressing the front of his body against her back. Despite the agility with which he did this, she was astonished that he could still manage to balance the lighted candle over his head.

“I think that this action of yours might get noticed, particularly maybe by my sister who may just get suspicious to such a long absence of her husband, so I think we should stop at this,” she reminded him.

“I don’t think so. For one thing, we are quite alone here in this basement. For another, everybody upstairs is quite, quite tipsy by now. And finally, I cannot really believe that my attentions are wholly unwanted.”

She bit her lip when he pressed into her, clearly wanting her to feel his bulge, now so prominent between his legs.

“Supposing they are?” she questioned, her resolve already wilting. Damn, but he was attractive and she had always wondered about how it would feel to have him instead of having her own husband, albeit, temporarily. 

“Are they?” his voice was almost mocking, and she paused, even leaning slightly back against him as he gently set the candle down on a shelf above their heads. From this position, the candle illuminated the whole part of this side of the basement, though not so brightly.

She felt his strong hands slide up her waist to cup her firm breasts from behind and she suppressed a gasp when his warm lips traced the naked flesh of her neck.

“Your dress is very becoming of you, but at times such as these, very impractical,” he said in a low and husky voice.

She was indeed flattered by the complement for she had chosen this particular dress with designs on a similar line of activity, though not with him. It was glowing beige satin with a particularly daring low neckline designed to show off almost half of the top of her round and firm breasts. It plastered her narrow waist like second skin and flared at the hips ever so slightly so as to leave little imagination to the mobility of her enticing buttocks and her long legs. She was aware when she had chosen to wear the dress that it was fashioned to inflame and enhance the viewer’s imagination (as she desperately wanted to entice Sunny this evening). In fact she had even noticed her father and her own father glance appreciatively at the right places a number of times through the evening.

It was haute couture; there was no doubt about it. The fashion dictated a same-length silk slip under the gathered skirt. Beneath, she was wearing a sort of an old fashioned, but equally daring and flimsy bodice: held together at the shoulders by a pair of incredibly thin straps tied up with lacy little ribbons. The base was tight elastic that had an effect of pushing up and bunching together her rounded breasts.

As Nitin had rightly remarked, the style was impractical for such erotic liaisons. There were just too many layers of clothing involved in the style. But, knowing how this fact fired the imagination of her husband Shashi (he loved to peel away those layers one by one and very, very slowly) she had always gone in for such designs. She guessed that Shashi never really wanted reality; he was more into the fantasy stuff and she always thought that’s what women’s clothes were all about.

“What makes you think that it matters anyway?” she asked, barely breathing now.

“The fact that the pleasure is going to be mutual,” he replied brusquely. His hands swiftly lifted her skirt with both hands at the back, exposing the slip. “My God!” he exclaimed, peering at the garment within the garment. “So many impediments!”

“I think it is a forewarning,” she whispered.

“Nonsense,” he quipped, his hands expertly moving over her body, lifting the slip and pulling down her sheer panties.

She was taken aback by surprise at his quickness and then she suddenly felt the unmistakable hardness of his cock inside his trousers pressing against the cleft of her naked buttocks. She felt overwhelmed by the sudden combination of lust and desire, weakening her resolve, if she had any in the first place.

Her reaction did not go unnoticed. His hands very easily pulled down the top of her skirt over her midriff. He opened the ribbons of her bodice to free her naked breasts. At the same time, his thighs and his flat belly and his throbbing cock were exploring the terrain of her bottom.

She put up some semblance of a struggle. “Don’t” her voice was low, but sharp. “Someone may come down anytime.”

Ignoring her, he turned her around and lowered his mouth over hers. She had opened her mouth to protest; instead, she now felt his tongue thrusting inside her. Just as demanding, his cock slid up and down against her belly.

She did not know how, but he contrived to push down the top and pull up the bottom of her dress to bare her breasts and all that beneath her waist. She tried to struggle; she admitted that she had been waiting for this moment, but certainly not with such suddenness.

She felt her legs go weak and smothered a moan when she felt his hand cupping her crotch. She pulled away from his kiss and was startled that in the midst of doing all this, he had his trousers and shorts down over his knees, exposing his very rigid, naked tumescent cock.

He carried her hand to it and set it in motion: rubbing it up and down the shaft. She felt it throbbing and expand in her fist and she squeezed and tugged at it.

“No one is going to come down anytime,” he said hoarsely, licking her ear and then trailing the tip of his tongue down over her cheek. He continued cupping and squeezing her naked and moist pussy with one hand and took one breast in his other.

“My god, Preeti! You have such beautiful breasts! These are bigger than your sister’s. And far firmer!”

She moaned when he bent down and took the nipple in his mouth. At the same time, he drew back his hand from her pussy and started to rub a finger over her wet slit. 

On her part, she kept stroking and squeezing him. She felt his body shudder and was secretly pleased that she could have such an overwhelming effect on him.

There was a table just below the shelf on which he had laid the candle.

“Turn around and bend down,” he whispered.

“No,” she gasped, “just put it inside me this way.”

“I want to fuck you from behind,” he insisted, now, impatiently forcing her around and pushing her down. She reached out to grab the edge of the table just in time before her legs gave away.

She felt his cock, impatient and hard and thrusting, slide over her wet slit, when she suddenly slipped down.

At about the same moment, they suddenly heard the fall of feet coming their way down the stairs and into the basement. Without realizing it, she had screamed when she fell down, in the process knocking away the candle and plunging the basement into total darkness.

“Preeti? You there?” It was the unmistakable voice of her elder brother, Sunny, for which, she had taken so much care to dress up that evening.

She heard a hustle and knew that Nitin was scrambling for cover. There was a door at the back and if he could open it quietly, perhaps he could make well his escape without being noticed.

Her eyes strained to pierce the darkness and she twisted around to face away from the rear door (where Nitin would be heading for if he was smart) toward the staircase. In doing so, her head banged against the side of the table and she screamed again, sprawling down on the floor.

“Preeti! What the hell happened? You okay?” Sunny’s feet were now pounding down the stairs.

“I-I am all right, Sunny,” she managed to croak, hastily pulling her dress up to cover her breasts and down to hide her naked thighs. She groped around to look for two things: the candle and her panties.

She found the candle first and almost simultaneously she heard the snap of a lighter.

She saw the handsome face of her brother in the light as he strode purposefully over to her. She extended the candle to him and he lit it up. Fearfully, she glanced around at whatever she could see in the basement. Thankfully, there was no sight of Nitin. Perhaps he had made his escape either by crawling up the stairs after Sunny had come down, or through the small door at the rear.

“What happened to you? And what in hell are you doing here?”

“I slipped and the candle fell down, Sunny,” she answered the first part of his question, searching for an answer to the second part. Quickly, she glanced around again, ascertaining once again that Nitin wasn’t there, and then, looking up at him, she smiled.

“As to your other question, bro, does this answer the question?”

She took his hand in one of hers and guided it to her breast. He grinned when he heard the pounding in her chest.

“Ahh!” Sunny recalled the subtle and whispered flirtation that he had been endearing at the table upstairs and in the kitchen. “Come here, baby,” he said, kneeling down on the floor beside her and enfolding her in his arms.

“You hurt?” he inquired, stroking her hair and her back, rubbing his palms over the satin cloth.

“Not at all,” she whispered back, setting the candle back onto the table. “In fact, I’m beginning to hurt now.”

He gave a short laugh. “And we will make the hurt go away. Just a sec, sis, let me lock the damned door before anyone finds their way in.”

She breathed heavily, her breasts rising with anticipation as he disappeared. She heard him shoot the bolt home and then his steps were coming back to her again. 

Before he could reach her, she had quickly and expertly divested herself of the skirt and the slip. By the time she could see his face in the light, she was naked. That way, she wouldn’t have to explain the missing panties.

“Oh God, you are one hell of a sexy bitch,” he said, kneeling down once again and pulling her to him. His kiss was avid and passionate. As expected, she was sucking on his tongue as soon as he thrust it inside her mouth. He smelled of cigarettes and cologne.

His hands moved all over her body as their tongues dueled together and he held her in a vice like grip.

“I have to fuck you now, Preeti,” he said matter-of-factly.

She looked up at him as he tugged away his shirt and unbuttoned his trousers. “Show me your cock.”

He exposed it in the candlelight and she delighted as usual in the hard and thick throbbing piece of flesh. It dangled now as he stripped off till he was naked.

She stood up, proud of her firm high breasts and aware of the fact that he was lustily staring at the dark patch of hair between her legs.

He rose, and taking one step, pinned her against the table. His cock was hot and hard against her belly and his balls swung heavily over her pussy, teasing her silken pubic curls.

Her breasts mashed against his chest as he kissed her again; an open mouthed kiss. His tongue tickled the roof of her mouth and she felt his hands hold her heavy breasts, squeezing them mercilessly, occasionally pinching her erect nipples.

She drew back and spun around. Suddenly she wanted him inside her from the back, as Nitin had wanted her.

“Put your cock into me from behind.”

Eagerly, he complied. His hard cock slid down from the spread of her buttocks and found the oily lips of her pussy, which opened willingly when he pushed inside gently. 

He reached down and began kneading her breasts, rolling the nipples between his fingers and as he thrust inside her, he leaned down and stabbed his tongue into her ear.

“Ahh!” she sighed feeling his hard shaft impale itself deep into her pussy. She spread her thighs wider, settling down to make him more comfortable in establishing the steady rhythm she was so used to. She reached behind as he skewered into her and paused, letting her fondle his heavy balls.

His weight was heavy on her and her breasts were digging into the table as she concentrated on moving back and forth to keep up with his rhythmic fucking. His cock delved deep into her every time that he thrust inside and he almost pulled it out of her, though not entirely, when he backed away.

He slid his cock in and out, slowly and gently, and then hard and fast. The two of them began to rock over the table, grunting and fucking, their bodies quickly growing slick with their perspiration, each savoring the sensation of the act. 

“Oh my god, fuck me, fuck with me, fuck me,” she whimpered.

“Take this, take this and this, oh Jeeze, I missed you baby!”

“Harder, bro,” she wailed, gripping the edge of the table. “Deeper, ah, yes, like that, ooohh, faster now, yes, yes.”

He pushed one hand below and she jerked and stiffened when he began to rub her clitoris. He moved his finger gently and in circles, even as he kept up with his steady thrusts. 

“I’m coming!” she screamed, “Oh god, I’m coming, fuck me, fuck me, yes, yes!”

He thrust savagely into her, now in short and quick strokes just the way she liked it, until she shuddered with her first orgasm.

It was over for her but she realized that he was still hard and he was still pumping gently inside her. Not like her husband, Jeetu, who’d blast with her or before her and then settle down to sleep. 

He put his hands on her hips and pulled her off the table. He forced her to bend down till her long silky hair grazed the floor. She gripped her ankles for support, and Sunny once again mounted her from behind, this time stabbing his cock into her wet cunt forcefully, almost violently and brutally. He knew that she loved it this way.

She thought she would topple over, but he held her upright, his hands grasping her hips. His movements were hard and driving and it felt to her as if a different man was now fucking her.

She rocked back and forth on the balls of her feet as he pumped into her. Her plump, round, firm, dangling breasts were a blur and with each of his powerful thrust, she gasped for air. She thrust back against him with equal vigor.

“Oh yes, fuck with me baby, oh yes, work that ass like that, oh yes, been wanting to do that ever since I came today, oh god, yes,” he chanted as they fucked. “Harder, Preeti, push back harder, ah yes, yes.”

“Coming again,” she screamed, pushing back with all her might and squeezing the muscles of her tight cunt around his embedded cock. “Again, oh god, I’m coming again, darling, oh yes!”

Sunny held her in place as shudder after shudder of her spending shook her entire body. The tip of his cock remained at the end of her depth and the entire length of his shaft pulsed inside her cunt. He didn’t thrust; he just held it hard and still allowing the sudden gush of her juices bathe him.

When she was finally through, his cock was still inside her, still hard, still pulsing with the pressure of his unreleased juices. She craned her head over her shoulders to look into his eyes.

“How come you have still not come?” she inquired mischievously.

He grinned. “Priya wanted some fucking today afternoon and then again before the party began. Besides, I like it when I can last long. That way, when it comes, it thunders.”

He withdrew his cock and turned her around to allow her to look down at it. The pulsating shaft was bright red and swollen and glistening with her juices and shivered as she stared at it in the candlelight. 

He pulled her down on the floor of the basement and stretched out beside her. Like her, he too was perspiring with their effort. Her body was shinier now with their combined sweat. His balls were swollen and his cock stuck straight up from his belly and swayed from side to side.

“Get on top of me, baby,” he said, spreading his legs. She positioned herself over him so that she was kneeling over his cock, astraddle, her gaping cunt hovering only inches away above the twitching tip. He grabbed her hips and slowly lowered her onto him.

“Ahh!” she sighed once again, knowing that the penetration was now even deeper than before. She savored the slow movement of her body as his cock slid inside of her.

“It feels so nice!” she hissed, cupping her breasts with her hands, looking down at him and finally coming to a rest on his pelvis. Her cunt seemed to spread out over it, sucking in his hard cock even further. Instinctively, she reached behind her and began to fondle his tight and heavy balls.

He raised his head and sucked one of her nipples into his mouth. He pushed upward and moved his cock inside her with deep circular motions. She ground her moist cunt in opposite circles and it seemed like that they were rotating against each other as they fucked slowly and deeply.

Crouching over him as he sucked her swollen breasts, she would rise high ever so slowly till only the tip remained engaged. Then, in one swift savage movement she would slam down onto him, her wet cunt slapping against his groin. He in turn slammed up to meet her, his buttocks rippling, his thigh muscles hard as they slapped into her bottom.

“Fuck!” he growled, “Fuck, fuck me, honey, fuck me!” 

His hands closed over her buttocks and he yanked her down savagely. She felt his shaft swell impossibly inside her cunt, his balls hot against the lips.

Just the knowledge that he was about to explode carried her over to the brink of her third orgasm. Wildly clawing at his balls, she let herself go. He lifted his hips so high, she thought he was trying to throw her off. But his hands on her hips assured she stayed astride as she gasped and moaned and sighed, shuddering as she came again.

“Oh my god,” his teeth were clamped, “Here I come, baby, here I come.”

“Oh yessss…come darling, come inside me, let me feel your juice in my cunt, come on now, darling, shoot it, shoot it!”

She didn’t dismount till she savored the last feeble spurts of his now softening cock.

And then, after a long time during which the only sounds were of their heavy breathing, she slid over him and lay beside his body.

“Fucking can be so fun!” she giggled, cuddling up to him.

“Especially the time that you come!” he finished with her, laughing.

What neither noticed was the sight of Nitin, peering at them from behind a large barrel. Their brother was equally breathless and was furiously milking the last drops of his come from his cock for the second time in succession. He had not bothered to unbuckle his pants; he had merely unzipped his trousers and fished out his throbbing cock, erect, as it had been when his amorous activity with Preeti had been interrupted by the arrival of her brother.


Come Together Ch. 01



The sight of the ferocious coupling between the siblings had initially shocked him and he had a distinct feeling deep in his mind that perhaps Sunny was into it with Rita, his (Nitin’s) wife as well. Watching Sunny ram into Preeti was almost like watching him fuck Rita, so remarkably alike were the two sisters.

Later, as Preeti had begun to fuck Sunny sitting astride him, he had unconsciously brought out his throbbing cock, deciding that the sight unfolding in the semi-darkness of the basement was turning him on.

Now, as he watched the siblings lie beside each other, fondling their bodies with growing passion (it was incredible, their insatiable appetite), he had spurted his juice onto the barrel once again.

One thing he had to agree with them. Fucking is fun, especially when you come! 

And, he decided, his mind fairly well made up now, more so when one participated in such an outrageous liaison. 

He stepped away from the barrel and started to walk towards them.

******



Come Together Ch. 02



"What the hell are you doing here?" Sunny said indignantly, not at all as Nitin had expected him to react. Nitin expected shock and fear, maybe even a hint of guilt. Nothing of that sort happened. It was as if he had walked upon them while they were having their breakfast!

Plus, he was also surprised that neither made any effort whatsoever to hide their bodies, nor did they try to stop fondling each other.

"I thought that I would be asking you that question myself," he managed to reply. He was still a few meters away from them and was so positioned that they could not see the lower part of his body. Only his face was visible, which at this moment registered, much to the siblings delight, embarrassment. 

"Only an asshole would ask such a question as that, presuming you have been here for the last half an hour or so," Sunny smirked. 

Nitin took another step towards them. Preeti, her hand caressing her brother's cock, was staring curiously at him. Not that she was totally unaffected like her brother was; there was a hint of a faint blush on her face, and he felt that sudden hollowness in his belly when he realized again how remarkably similar she looked to his own wife. 

"So, you are not surprised?" he asked, bringing a very slight hint of mockery in his voice.

"Say what?" Sunny was always known to have been brash. "Did you say surprised? Why the hell should we be?"

His question flustered Nitin. "Well, I don't know about you, but the act doesn't surprise me at all. I mean a hell of a lot of men fuck a hell of a lot of women. But excuse me, isn't she your sister?"

Sunny laughed out loud. His hands continued kneading her breasts.

"What is this?" he asked, taking away one hand and pointing to his cock.

"I can see that it is a cock."

"And," Sunny continued, directing his hand to her pussy, sliding one finger inside it, "what's this?"

Nitin smiled nervously. "What is this? Some kind of an demo of a identity parade?"

"That, my dear Nitin, is a pussy. So what the fuck should you care whether the owners of these equipment are brothers, sisters, friends and whatever the hell you want to add?"

Nitin paused, watching Sunny's fingers sliding in and out of her pussy even as she tugged on her brother's cock. He looked into her eyes and then looked back at Sunny who was watching him with an amused expression on his face.

"Want to know something?" he asked softly.

"Shoot."

"Just before you charged down that goddamn door and into the basement, I had Preeti practically naked, leaning over the table and my dick was almost inside of her."

Sunny looked quizzically at him, and then glanced quickly at Preeti. She blushed and looked away demurely, her fist squeezing his cock, as if refraining him from getting up.

Suddenly, Sunny laughed. He laughed till, for a moment, Nitin thought that his senses had taken leave of him. 

"What's so funny about it?" there was anger in his voice.

"So that was the noise," Sunny broke in. "Preeti, I didn't know you had the hots for your brother. I wonder what Rita would make of it." 

"She doesn't have to know," Nitin was sheepish about it and took another step towards them. The light from the candle now revealed his pulsating shaft to them for the first time. At least, Sunny hadn't seen his naked cock before.

"Why, Nitin! You have a fucking hard on!" Sunny exclaimed. Preeti stared at Nitin's cock bobbing in front of him, peeping out of his fly. Curiously, she compared his cock with Sunny's cock that she was now jerking on.

Sunny had a long cock that slightly curved upwards when it was erect. It wasn't as thick as Nitin's, but was definitely an inch longer. While her brother's erection almost always throbbed, as if it had a life of it's own (which it had), Nitin's cock seemed to be almost dormant even when it was erect, as it was now.

"I seem to be walking around today with a perpetual hard on," he admitted. "Preeti has been flirting around with me throughout the day and, I suspect, coming around quite strongly."

"You flatter yourself," she spoke for the first time.

"Then tell us you didn't want me to fuck you just before he barged in."

"Enough arguments," Sunny interrupted. "Say, Preeti, you want to fuck with him?"

She looked for a long time at Nitin, and then shifted her eyes to his cock dangling between his legs.

"Sure she does," Nitin broke in, "She was telling me to put in her standing up before you came in."

"Really?" Sunny smiled wryly, pulling his finger out of her pussy and bringing it to her mouth. Instinctively, she opened her mouth and accepted the finger, sucking gently on it.

"Ask her," Nitin was now barely a couple of feet away from them. "She might answer that if only you could take out your finger from her mouth."

Sunny laughed delightedly. "Sorry, pal. Isn't it only little brats who suck their fingers? Sexy women like Preeti deserve more than that."

Before Nitin could reply to that, Sunny moved with amazing speed so that his body had shifted upwards and his cock was aimed at her face. They were still lying beside each other and he had to slightly lift his lower torso to feed his cock into her mouth.

She took it in her mouth just as eagerly as she had taken his finger a while ago. Nitin watched with lust in his eyes as her cheeks hollowed and puffed, sucking the cock deep in her mouth.

"I still want to fuck her," Nitin persisted, reaching for his cock and beginning to jerk on it.

"Don't ask me, ask her."

"At least allow her to answer, will you?"

Sunny drew his hips back and his cock escaped the confines of her mouth. "Well, baby?"

"Yes, damn it," she squealed, feeling the wetness gush her pussy again.

"You got your answer, pal," he told Nitin.

Nitin advanced towards them, now a confident stride covering the distance within a few seconds.

"I still want to fuck you from behind."

Sunny immediately pulled himself back, propping himself against the table, his legs spread wide apart. He grabbed her to him, pushing her head down into his groin. "Suck my cock and make it hard again, honey and get on your knees and make like a doggie." 


Preeti crawled on her knees to where her brother was sitting, his legs spread wide apart, his erect cock sticking up and pointing towards the ceiling of the basement. She had to lower the top half of her body to take his dick back into her mouth and he reached between their bodies to take hold of her heavy breasts again.

Nitin was panting with lust as he arranged himself behind her bent body. He held the base of his shaft between two fingers of his hand and aimed it at her entrance. He stabbed forward, and missed.

Frustrated, he tried again, with the same result. Sunny looked on with amusement. "Relax, pal, take it easy. She's not going anywhere."

Preeti finally reached below and behind her and held her cunt lips apart. Nitin could now see her opening, wet and inviting, and this time, when he jerked forward, he felt his cock being enveloped in her hot cunt.

"Ahhhhh!" he groaned, slamming all the way in and pausing, his balls resting against her ass cheeks. He grabbed the side of her narrow waist, and drew back slowly till only his tip remained inside her. Then, he slammed into her again, drawing a gasp from her and rocking her forward, forcing her to completely take her brother's cock inside her mouth. All this time, she had been merely licking him and taking just the cock head inside. Now she felt his cock spearing into her throat and she gagged. 

By the time Nitin started slamming into her, she had made the adjustments required to deep throat Sunny. Neither he nor she had to move; Nitin was taking care of that. His thrusts rocked her body back and forth and she didn't even have to bob her head because the rocking movement of his body was enough for Sunny's cock to go in and out of her mouth. All she did was to wrap her lips around the shaft and apply the suction on it.

The pleasure for her was doubled. A throbbing cock fucking her mouth and another equally erect dick working furiously in her sopping wet pussy. Sunny's hands on her ripe breasts and Nitin's holding her waist, occasionally squeezing her ass cheeks felt as though they were a pair of heaters on her super sensitive flesh.

Nitin was crouched over her and he now took another step so that her ass was high up in the air and he could straighten. He did not interrupt his movements when he made the adjustment. He began to now ram into her with hard and fast strokes.

She hummed around her brother's cock, breathing through her nostrils. She brought her tongue into play now, licking the flesh of his shaft; the underside first, and then the topside. She summoned as much saliva as she could so that his cock was flooded in it. Gently, she began thrusting back against Nitin's cock now.

"Oh, shit," he muttered hoarsely as he felt her moving. He almost came when he felt her cunt muscles squeezing around his pulsating shaft, as if trying to milk his juice out of him.

He had to pull her hair up above her head so that he could watch her pouting lips sliding up and down over Sunny's cock. The sight fascinated him and the fact that she was his sister seemed to inflame him further. 

Watching her suck him, suddenly brought visions of his own wife. Oh God, he thought. With her eyes closed, she looked a splitting image of Rita and it was almost like it was she who was sucking that cock! For some curious reason he couldn't fathom, just the thought of his wife sucking on her brother's cock made him gasp and he had to slow down so that he wouldn't lose it. He didn't want to come so soon. He wanted to savor the feeling of his hard cock sliding in and out of his sister's tight cunt even as he wanted to watch her suck on Sunny's cock till he would erupt into her mouth.

Sunny let go of her tits and cupped her chin, holding her head firmly in place. "Now, honey, I am going to really fuck your face."

She whimpered and a strangled cry escaped from her throat as her brother began to plunge his cock in and out of her mouth. Her tongue went wild, lashing at his shaft. 

The two cocks rocked her to and fro and the men established a rhythm that had their cocks disappearing into her at the same time and drawing back simultaneously. 

"Oh shit, she is hot!" Nitin croaked as he speeded up, his fingers now digging into her fleshy ass cheeks. He felt his cock being gripped inside her hot cunt and knew he wasn't far from coming. 

Preeti drew back, disengaging her brother's cock from her mouth. "Ahhhhh, Sunny! This is so good! I love it when you fuck my mouth. And Nitin's cock in my pussy is driving me crazy. Oh yes, Nitin, fuck me, fuck me! Shove that cock inside me! Deeper, oh yes, like that, harder now, harder and faster!"

She took one of her large, round breasts in her hand and bent over Sunny in such a way that her erect nipple was directly over the little hole at the end of his straining cock. She pressed the nipple to the aperture and felt the warm, premature stickiness of a few drops of his building lust spreading over the sensitive surface.

"Oh! That feels so good!" she told him breathlessly.

"Same at this end too," he replied, sliding one hand down the front side of her rocking body, between her naked thighs to capture her stiff clit.

"Oh God, like you said, she is a hell of a sexy bitch!" Nitin groaned, slowing down gradually and pumping the entire length of his cock inside her moist and hot cunt.

She giggled and stuck out her tongue to lick the tip of Sunny's cock, reaching under his balls, and working her fingers through the curly hair there. She bent further and furrowed the hair with her tongue, licking his balls.

"Lick it, Preeti," he said, thrusting his cock at her face, his hand now heavy on the back of her head.

She laughed excitedly and then licked the shaft all the way up and then all the way down. As she switched over to lick his balls, he closed his thighs around her ear.

She wriggled out of his thighs, moaning as Nitin slammed into her with renewed vigor, and took a goodly portion of her brother's cock back into her mouth. She felt her throat open widely. His cock slid easily down it and she sucked it violently from the base. He began thrusting it in and out. She sucked harder, matching the swift movements of Nitin's cock fucking her pussy, Sunny's hot, hard shaft filling her mouth and her throat, pumping viciously.

She felt his fingers beginning to move rapidly over her clit and moved her own body against Nitin's shaft, spearing her cunt. 

She burrowed more deeply into Sunny, moaning at the twin sensation and wiggled her buttocks. Nitin's hands found her tits and squeezed them. He twisted her hardened nipples roughly. A delicious shiver ran down her spine. Slowly, almost teasingly, he pulled his cock outside.

She pulled her head away from Sunny's cock. "Oh god, don't take it out. Put it in me! Stick it in! Please, you bastard, now, now!"

He laughed harshly and she felt the tip of his cock enter her slippery cunt again and his balls began bouncing against her ass again.

"Fuck me!" she screamed, "Fuck me, damn it!"

He did, grabbing her tits again and kneading them, his cock burying deep inside her.

Sunny was watching all this and impatiently, pushed his cock against her lips. "Why did you stop sucking me? Go on, take me in your mouth and suck on my cock!"

The room reeked of sex. She made a slurping sound as she sucked on Sunny and the sound of Nitin's thighs slapping against her own seemed to fill the basement.

She tensed her body and squeezed her cunt muscles around Nitin's cock. Taken by surprise, he lost control. He grabbed her hips, leaned forward to pin her with his weight and groaned.

"Oh yessss! I'm going to come, oh yes, oh fuck, fuck!"

He pulled out of her. He wanted to see his own juices splatter her ass cheeks and her naked back. He finally released a stream of his hot juice, aiming for the target he had in mind.

She felt the juice splatter first on her ass cheeks, and then, gradually wetting her back. She redoubled her efforts with her mouth, bobbing her head furiously over Sunny's cock, wanting him to come too.

She felt her brother's finger sink inside her cunt and he slammed forward, burying his cock deep into her mouth.

She felt the jets of his come hitting the back of her throat and instinctively, she began to swallow. When Sunny came, he came bucket full and she had to pull away when her mouth filled up with his seed.

She directed his spurting shaft to her face and moaned with ecstasy as she felt his juice landing on her cheek. He shook his hips, gurgling with excitement, making his come drench her face, as he furiously fucked his finger in and out of her cunt.

She whimpered, bringing her hand up and spreading his warm semen over her face, flicking out her tongue to catch as much of the nectar as she could that dribbled out of the corner of her mouth.

Watching her, Nitin reached forward and began to drag the tip of his cock over her ass cheeks and her back, as if to anoint her flesh with his come. 

"That was awesome!" he breathed, looking at Sunny.

Sunny laughed weakly, his chest heaving, his finger still working inside her pussy, realizing that she was on the verge of her orgasm.

She let out a scream, muffled by the fact that Sunny had again slid his spurting cock into her mouth. Reaching down, she rubbed her clit furiously.

"Let me do that," Nitin told her, pushing away her hand and replacing it with his own. He felt for her swollen clit, his hand brushing Sunny's, and he masturbated her, his finger, surprisingly gentle.

She shuddered with the impact of the orgasm, slamming her hips down to envelope her brother's finger inside her cunt. 

There was a sudden quietness in the basement now, save for their ragged breathing. She rolled over to lie on her back on the floor, looking up at the two men, her chest heaving, an impish grin playing on her lips.

"Wasn't that great, guys?" she whispered. "But, I reckon I'm still horny."

Nitin couldn't believe his ears. Here she was, having already climaxed more than a few times and she still was asking for more! Sunny merely laughed, quite used to her insatiable sister.

Nitin almost felt jealous. He wished Rita were like her sister. It wasn't that she was not horny; she was. But she had never asked for more like Preeti was doing now. Rita was capable of maybe three orgasms in a row, if she was in the right mood.

Preeti lifted her head up towards Nitin's; he was still kneeling beside her, and leaning into him, kissed his mouth. Involuntarily, he opened his mouth and let her tongue slide inside. He let her suck on it for a while, watching Sunny fondle her tits from behind her.

He loved the feeling of sucking on her tongue, but was apparently not quite ready for a return bout, having spewed his juices thrice in such a short time. He felt her hand close around his cock, limp as it was now after that furious round of fucking her.

He decided to do what a man can always do even without an erection.

He pushed her back so that her head was cradled in her brother's lap and slid down over her. He gripped her tits after shoving Sunny's hands away from them and shoved his face between them. They were slick with perspiration; after all, they had been at it for quite some time and the pace had been pretty fast and furious.

He licked her between her tits before raising his head and putting his mouth over one nipple. She moaned when she felt him sucking her breast. Quickly, he turned his attention to the other, fondling the one he had been sucking.

He alternated between her tits like that for a couple of minutes. He would take as much of the tit flesh into his mouth as was possible for him to, his tongue flicking the nipples.

Then, slowly, his lips trailed down onto her belly. She squirmed when his tongue licked around her navel and her legs spread apart on their own volition. He kept his hands on her tits, fondling, squeezing and pinching as his tongue began to go down lower and lower.

She moaned when his lips finally reached the target: her cunt. He traced a line from the top of her slit to the bottom with the tip of his tongue. Her hand groped down and she grabbed the back of his head as his tongue reversed, licking her from the bottom to the top.

"Oh god, yes, lick me like that, oh yes. Lick my cunt, you bastard, oh yes, yes, shove your tongue inside, aahhhh…" 

His hands left her tits and slid down her body and she felt his fingers spreading her cunt lips apart. He raised his legs up so that he was now crouched on his knees and as she clamped him by her thighs, gazed at the inside of her wet and red cunt.

"Don't stop, now, please lick me, oh god, lick me," she urged.

He stabbed at her clit with the tip of his tongue and her hips lifted off the floor as she wailed, pushing her cunt harder against his face.

"You are making too much noise," Sunny interrupted. He had been watching them for quite a while now.

"And," he continued, "there's only one way to shut you up."

He moved forward, forced her to turn her head into his hips and jammed his cock in her mouth.

She hummed around his cock; it wasn't as erect as it had been a while ago, but she could feel it stirring inside her mouth. Pushing Nitin's head deeper between her legs, she took the base of her brother's cock in her other hand and began to stroke it, sucking the head lasciviously. 

Sunny grabbed her tits, bringing them together and mashing the flesh almost cruelly. He began to rock his hips back and forth, desperately wanting his cock to regain its hardness. 

"That's it, pal, suck her pussy, shove that tongue of yours inside it, make her cum, man, finger her clit," Sunny suddenly became vocal, now, knowing that it was just another ploy on his part to will his cock into regaining its erection.




Come Together Ch. 02



And it was helping. As he encouraged his brother to suck harder on her pussy, he felt his cock hardening in his sister's mouth.

Nitin was amazed that he was getting a hard on too. God, he thought, this was incredible! Never, never, in his life before (save for the few first days of his honeymoon with Rita) had his cock revived so many times and so quickly.

He felt her bucking her thighs, pushing her pussy into his face. He rubbed her clit furiously, realizing that she was on the verge of her orgasm. 

She pulled away from Sunny's cock and moaned. She gritted her teeth, almost biting her lip, as she shuddered towards her climax.

Almost as if by a pre-arranged signal, the men rose onto their knees, one at each side of her body. She whimpered, clutching her own tits as she watched them rise above her and begin to jerk their cocks in unison. She opened her mouth and raised her body so that her tits were almost on level with their cocks.

It didn't take them too long to come. Nitin spurted first, his juice splattering her face as it arched up into the air; Sunny followed seconds later. However, Sunny aimed his cock at her tits, and soon she was reduced to a writhing and moaning woman, the men's juice spattering over her face, over her tits and finally into her open mouth.

The trio fell to the floor, and this time none of the bodies were in physical contact with the other. There were collective gasps and sounds of heavy breathing as they went into the last of the highs of their sordid threesome. 

It was nearly five minutes after which Nitin spoke.

"Since when have the two of you doing this?"

"As long as we can remember" Sunny spoke for the two, without hesitation.

"Wow! What does that mean?"

"We celebrated her eighteenth birthday in our birthday suits," Sunny laughed.

There was a long pause. Then,

"Did you, I mean, did you and …" his voice trailed off.

"Come on, man, I don't understand what you want to say" Sunny rasped out, turning to look at him.

"Did Rita ever join in?" Nitin blurted out.

There was a longer pause this time and Preeti glanced at her brother. Nitin could see that she was clearly troubled by his question and was expecting her big brother to answer it.

As usual, Sunny was forthright. "Would that make any difference, Nitin?"

Nitin gave it a thought. Having watched Sunny and Preeti together, he had all the while imagined that it was Rita and not Preeti there; that had been due to the remarkable similarities in the two sisters. Though Preeti was the youngest, he had noticed that she was more voluptuous than Rita, but the looks were almost identical. The same wide innocent eyes, the same oval faces, the same upturned noses, the same dimples that appeared in their cheeks when they smiled. Yet, the similarities ended there. 

Where Preeti was top and bottom heavy, Rita was almost petite by comparison. Almost fragile. Preeti exuded a raw sensuality around herself; Rita looked as if she would be embarrassed to lay stress on any part of her body. 

Rita had longer and far shapelier legs than Preeti. Also, Rita's waist was narrower in comparison with the rest of her body. Not so with Preeti. 

"I guess it won't make any difference, Sunny," he answered truthfully. 

"Good," Sunny grunted. "Because you would be surprised with our family. Or, at least, with their activities. The answer to your question is yes. We have done it together on numerous occasions; only, that ever since she married you, and that is almost an year and a half now, we haven't done anything with her."

Nitin had expected this answer, the part about Rita having been involved with Sunny and Preeti. In a way, he guessed, he had kind of hoped she was involved. It was almost as if what he had done with Preeti, was a kind of fate accompli – a quid pro quo. 

A part of him was burning. He couldn't believe that his own Rita had been involved in this relationship; sweet, pretty, petite Rita.

Caught as he was in a Catch-22 situation, he didn't realize what he said.

"Why have you stopped doing it to her?"

All that the brother and sister could do was stare at him.



Come Together Ch. 03



They all stared appreciatively at Nitin’s brand new Opel. It was a silver colored estate wagon with a rooftop. 

“Great job, Nitin,” Sunny complimented.

“Aw shucks,” Nitin answered. “The amount of traveling we do, I guess, the estate was long overdue.”

“Gimme the keys, I gotta take a ride.”

“Sure thing, Sunny. Hey, Rita, get the keys and give ‘em to your brother.”

Rita disappeared inside the house. “Take her with you,” Nitin whispered.

Sunny stared at Nitin for a while before he understood. He grinned.

After Rita returned with the keys, she tossed them over to her brother. 

Sunny got in the drivers seat and yelled, “Hey, Rita, come on in. I might need a guide here.”

She laughed and got in the car. 

The rest of the family watched as the car disappeared around the corner.

“Great car, Rita,” he told her.

“Yeah, it is,” she answered.

She was wearing a knee length conservative skirt and a loose blouse. Her long brown hair was tied in a ponytail behind her. She sat there, staring ahead, her knees crossed.

“I guess I’m gonna drive to the race course,” he declared.

“Great.”

The racecourse was a couple of miles away from the house. Located in a quiet area that belonged to the army, it had long since ceased to be a racecourse. The army was now cultivating a mango groove there, and the tranquil, quiet place was now a favorite haunt for lovers.

He parked the car under a large mango tree. There were a few other cars parked in the racecourse, but they were scattered all around.

“So, Rita, how’s things going?” he asked, lighting up a cigarette.

“Cool, I guess. How’s it with you?”

“Fantastic. You know me. Lucky that Priya’s got a appetite that’s larger than mine,” he laughed.

She blushed, looking out of the window.

“How’s it with you and Nitin?” he asked.

“Oh come on, Sunny.”

“Hey, just asking. No big deal, ok?”

“Actually, he’s pretty good.”

“As good as me?”

“Aw, Sunny, that was long ago. Forget it.”

“How can I? You know me. Just looking at you, I feel like lapping out your cunt right now.”

She blushed again. But she couldn’t help but feel her heart hammering as she recalled all those times she had spent with him.

“I don’t think it’s right, Sunny.”

He flipped the cigarette out of the window and began to close it.

“Close the window on your side,” his voice was hoarse.

“Sunny!”

“Come on, Rita. I gotta hard on.”

Looking into his eyes, she slowly began to wind up the window. The car had tinted glasses, and the location of the racecourse, she thought was just right.

She felt her juices gush out as he stretched one hand and slid the rooftop aside.

“You stand on the seat and poke your head outta the rooftop so you can keep an eye outside.”

Her heart hammering, she obeyed him, standing on the seat and thrusting her head out of the rooftop. She gripped the sides of the car top with her hands, ensuring that from her shoulders below, she was well inside the vehicle.

“See anybody out there?” Sunny asked, his hands pushing the skirt up her thighs to reveal blue lace panties.

“N-no,” she replied, gasping as she felt his lips on her crotch. 

“Mmmm…I always loved the taste of your cunt, even when it is inside your panties, Rita. The taste and the smell, Ummmm…” He opened his mouth wide and placed it over her crotch.

She wiggled her buttocks, clutching the cold metal of the car top and thrust her hips forward to mash it into his face.

She glanced below her, pushing her shoulders and waist behind so that she could see the top of his head moving as his tongue lapped at her panty-covered pussy.

She pushed one hand below her and gripped the top of his head, pressing him deeper. “Oh God, Sunny, stop fooling around. It’s been such a long time! Put your tongue in my cunt, oh please, hurry up!”

He laughed, using his teeth to pull her panties down over her hips, and then pulling them all the way with his hands. She lifted her legs, one after the other, allowing him to remove the garment and expose her brown colored muff.

She moaned when he dove between her legs, his tongue stabbing her erect clitoris, lips cupped around it.

“Ooohh Sunny! That’s so good, oh god yes, lick me, god, oh, oh, like that, yes, put your finger in my pussy, oh god, yes…”

He did exactly that. Sucking and nibbling at her clit, he put one finger inside her sopping pussy and as she continued staring at the back of his head, he reached up with his other hand, pushing it into her blouse and fumbled with the hooks of her brassiere. 

“Wait!” she gasped, “let me do it.”

He kept his hand inside her blouse while she unhooked the bra expertly without having to put her hand inside. She moaned when his calloused palm spread over one naked tit and started to knead the flesh.

When his tongue entered her pussy, she stifled a scream and looked around the racecourse to ensure that there was no one within earshot.

All her nerves concentrated around the tip of his tongue and his fingers pinching her nipples, and, suddenly, she realized that she was on the verge of an orgasm.

She reached down, grabbed his head with both her hands and pulled him closer, pushing her hips out against him and exploded.

“AARGHHH…” she screamed, “Ohhhhh…yessss…” 

He continued licking away at her now gushing pussy, burying his nose into her pubic mound. 

She slid down to her knees, facing him, and then he had pulled her into his arms, his mouth opening over hers. She tasted herself on his lips and there was also a faint smell of cigarette, as he eased his tongue into her mouth. She sucked on it as though it was his cock, moving her head to and fro.

Her hand thrust between his legs and her heart raced with excitement as she felt his enormous bulge there. Continuing to suck on his tongue, she unzipped his trousers and was delighted when she encountered no underwear.

“Ahhhhh…” he groaned when her clammy fist wrapped over his throbbing shaft. “That’s so good, baby,” he said, drawing away from her mouth and looking down to watch her fist beginning to jerk him.

“You climb on the seat and poke your head outta the rooftop so you can keep an eye outside,” she grinned mischievously. 

He laughed and obeyed her. He had to hunch slightly because he was much taller than she and had also to partially bend down at his hips.

“Oh god!” he gritted through clenched teeth as she slid the length of his cock into her mouth. She always did that, he reckoned. Unlike Preeti who loved to lick and lap at his cock before taking it inside her mouth, Rita always took him in directly. The licking would follow later. She always needed to have him first up inside her mouth.

Rita was an expert when it came to the technique of deep throat; she had in fact developed the art to a nicety. He admitted to himself that there was no one else who could deep throat him as easily and so erotically as Rita did.

She did not gag. With surprised ease, his cock went right down to the hilt in her mouth and he immediately felt her throat muscles working on him. 

“Hold your head still, baby,” he muttered. “I’m going to fuck your mouth.”

She held still as he began a gradual to and fro movement of his hips. He would pull out till only the glans remained in her mouth; and then he would slam his hips forward till he was lodged in her throat.

Her blouse open, bra hanging over her shoulders and skirt still bunched up at her waist, he thought she looked so lovely and desirable sucking his cock like that. She never closed her eyes when she did that. She always liked to look in his eyes.

They looked at each other; neither batting an eyelid, as he slowly fucked her mouth. He picked up speed gradually, in proportion to the increase in his pent up emotions.

Both his sisters had one thing in common. They liked to swallow his juice, but not entirely. They loved it more when it splattered over their bodies. Preeti, for obvious reasons, loved it when his juice would splash all over her tits; Rita, on the other hand, preferred that he come over her face. She even loved it in her hair.

He now yanked her ponytail and began to jerk it, and her head, furiously, forcing her to move her face again to match the movements of his hips.

“Oh shit, Rita, I’m going to come, oh yes, suck, suck like that, give me some more tongue, oh yes, now, now, here I cum!”

He bellowed out, thrusting forward and holding her head tight against him as he felt his juice explode out from his shuddering cock. She struggled to swallow it, and then, pulled her head away. He aimed the jerking shaft on her face and as she opened her mouth, his cum began dribbling out.

He sank back into the seat and watched her smear the juice over her face, a contented smile, enough proof of her satisfaction. 

They both knew it was temporary satisfaction. After all, they had each other after almost a year and a half.

Once they had tasted it all over again, both knew that it was just the beginning.

******

“Hi, how was the trip?” Nitin asked Sunny with a twinkle in his eyes.

“It’s a great job,” Sunny answered, winking at him after making sure no one was looking his way.

Later, at night, after dinner, Nitin joined Sunny on the balcony of the house for a smoke.

“So, did you fuck her?”

Sunny was surprised at his brother’s apparent eagerness. He wondered again whether Nitin was still guilty at having fucked Preeti and wanted to use his Rita’s episode with him as an excuse if she ever found out.

“Why are you so curious?” he asked Nitin in his usual blunt way.

Nitin’s eyebrows puckered and he pursed his lips. “You want to know the truth?”

“I think it’s pretty obvious.”

“And just what is it that is obvious to you?”

“The fact that Rita won’t be able to cuckold you when she finds out that you fucked Preeti,” Sunny told him brusquely.

Nitin laughed, almost choking on the cigarette that was dangling between his lips.

“You’re dumb, man!” he said. “You want to know the truth?”

“If it is any different from what I think.”

“Okay. For some time now, I’ve been thinking about swinging. It’s just that I’m not sure Rita will agree.”

Sunny was taken aback. He looked curiously at Nitin.

“Didn’t know you had such thoughts.”

“Well, I really hadn’t any till my pal at the office revealed to me that his wife and he do it with our boss and his wife.”

“You wouldn’t feel anything watching Rita get fucked by some stranger?”

Nitin thought for some time. “Maybe, initially I would feel a little jealous. And that’s exactly why I asked you if you fucked her today. What better than the two the sisters and us? I mean, after all you have fucked your sisters, right? No one can change that. When I saw you giving it to Preeti, it was almost as if I was watching you doing it with my wife. The resemblance is startling, though, now, having seen Preeti like that, I know the difference between them.”

“Holy shit, you are a weirdo, aren’t you?”

“Look who’s talking. You are the guy who fucks your sisters and you think I am weird?”

“Aren’t you scared that Jeetu would find out?”

“Not unless we are careless. And if I know Jeetu, he’d be just as eager to participate. Speaking of which, does your wife know?”

“I hide nothing from Priya. It’s just that she doesn’t know that Preeti and me still fuck and that Rita sucked me off today. She thinks all that was before the marriage.”

“Wow! That means you and Rita didn’t fuck at all. She merely sucked you off, huh? It seems that Jeetu and me are the only schmucks around here.”

“Well,” Sunny smiled slowly. “Count Jeetu out of that.”

Nitin was astonished. “You mean he knows?”

“The night that Jeetu and Preeti got married, the mutt head was so drunk, he passed out. And imagine who serviced Preeti during that night when she was particularly horny?”

“You don’t say!”

Sunny grinned. “Exactly. He woke up all groggy and watched me fucking his wife on their bed.”

“What happened?”

“I told the asshole the truth. Besides, he had been fucking around with quite a few girls and he knew that I knew.”

“You are a weird family, I’ll say that much.”

Sunny smiled faintly. “You don’t know anything buddy.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Nitin’s curiosity was spiked, now that he could see the mysterious smile on Sunny’s face.

“Some things are better understood when they come to you naturally than they would otherwise. Enough of that; what do you want to do?”

“Let’s swing. Preeti and you and Rita and me.”

Sunny chuckled. “And you figure a way to keep Jeetu and Priya out of this? Think they wouldn’t suspect something fishy going on if the four of us disappear just like that? C’mon, pal. Jeetu knows about Preeti and me; my wife knows that I have had relations with my sisters before.”

“Yeah, they do. But, how the hell are they going to suspect if I am around the three of you?”

Sunny looked at Nitin for a long time. “You have got it all figured out, right?”

“I’ve been dreaming of it since the time I saw Preeti and you going at each other. And that night when Rita and me fucked, I kept imagining that it was Preeti under me and you over Rita.”

That was the end of the conversation. And time to make new plans.

******

Jeetu was a real estate agent and it was very easy for Sunny to see to it that Jeetu wouldn’t be able to return from the realtor for the whole day. The idea was Nitin’s and all Sunny had to do was keep a straight face.

“I really am interested in having an office there; nothing lavish, but plenty of space. Something that would be ideal for an auto spare part supplier; I would be obliged if you could meet the agent there, go over the place and lunch with him to negotiate the deal. Hell, if a dinner is going to benefit, it won’t matter. The bill is on me.”

As for Priya, she had a meeting with the board of directors where she was P. A. to the snotty bitch that was her M. D. Sunny knew that she would return only after the dinner.

And so it was that Sunny and his sisters along with Nitin drove over to the farmhouse, thirty miles away from their home. 

The farmhouse had been the brainchild of their father and though their mother had initially opposed it, Sunny and his sisters had pressed hard for it. It was located a couple of miles off the highway, nestled between thick and large trees. 

It was basically a one-story affair. There was a porch large enough for two cars and it overlooked a massive door. On the ground floor were a small sitting room, a large living-cum-dining room, an equally large kitchen, a bedroom and two bathrooms. On the first floor were four bedrooms, each with an individual balcony overlooking the four sides of the house. Each pair of bedrooms had a bathroom sandwiched between them and accessible to both.

Preeti and Rita took the lunch they had packed inside while the men got the crate of beer from the boot.

“I want to see you go at both of them, Sunny,” Nitin whispered as they tugged the crate inside. “I’ll excuse myself; tell them that I’ll be back in an hour after dropping off these letters to the courier.”

“You are a crazy bastard. You’ll do nothing of that sort. Just get in and I’ll take over, ok? I know my sisters better than you do.”

A middle-aged couple that looked after the farmhouse greeted them. 

“Good morning, sir, good morning ladies,” the heavy-set man beamed.

“Good morning, Vinay, and good morning to you too, Radha,” Sunny acknowledged their greeting. “We are going to be here till the night, so you can go to the city and get your supplies.”

The girls were already in the living room, babbling about the fun they had during their last trip, and after the servants left, Sunny locked the door and yelled, “Open the bottles, Nitin.”

There was no fancy stuff in the farmhouse. The living room was furnished with just one large table with six chairs around it and a few mattresses piled up around the corners.

The girls sat beside each other on one mattress while the men sat on another adjacent to them. 

“It was real fun during the last new year party, huh?” Sunny asked, handing over the bottles to his sisters. 

The girls blushed in unison. They knew what he meant by ‘real fun’.

“What is fun having a new year party in this shack?” Nitin mumbled.

Rita frowned when Sunny started laughing. Preeti looked at her brother thoughtfully and then glanced at Nitin. 

“Oh hell, Rita, enough of the cover ups. Hey Preeti, after I fucked you that night, Rita and me had a nice mutual sucking off session yesterday. You know, when I took her out with me to test their new car.”

Rita blushed a deep red, swallowing the beer from the bottle and looking anywhere but at the rest. Preeti’s eyes sparkled mischievously and there was a beginning of a smile on her lips.

“What do you mean?” Nitin’s voice was incredulous. 

“Shut up, brother,” Sunny didn’t even look at him. His eyes were on Rita. “And Rita, your husband sort of cheated on you too. He joined Preeti and me that day, and guess what?”

Rita looked astonished, looking at her red-faced husband as Sunny continued, “He knows that I munched your cunt yesterday and you fed on my dick.”

“Do you have to be so crude?” Preeti asked in an innocent voice.

Sunny laughed. “Ha! That’s a good one. You didn’t think it crude when you begged him to sock his dick inside you, huh?”

“Ok, ok,” Preeti, said. “Enough of that. What’s on your mind?”

“I can’t believe it!” Rita wailed.

“He couldn’t help it baby,” Sunny told her. “Preeti kept turning him on. In fact, she was putting on a show for me and Nitin thought it was for him!” He roared with laughter.

“I asked you what’s on your mind?” Preeti took another long gulp from the bottle. “I mean, I now understand why you sent my poor hubby away on that tour. And besides, I told you that it was going to happen with Rita and you, sooner or later.”

“He wants to watch me with the two of you, can you believe it?”

“Oh, Nitin!” Rita gasped, her eyes bulging. “I didn’t know…” her voice trailed off.

Sunny laid his bottle on the floor and, on his knees, slid onto the mattress on which his sisters were seated. 

He put his arms around Rita and pulled her to him. Clutching her bottle in one hand, Rita felt his mouth coming down hard on hers. She was bewildered, no doubt, but was also turned on. She was hurt that her husband had made it with her sister, but at the same time, she couldn’t say anything to him because she was just as guilty.

Preeti reached out and took the bottle away from Rita’s hands, setting it, along with her own on the floor, away in the corner. 

For some perverse reason, Rita decided to give her husband a real show and she suddenly put her arms around her brother and kissed him back.

Sunny pushed one hand below even as Rita got on to her knees, and pushed her skirt up. She moaned when his hands thrust inside her panties and his palm gripped her crotch brutally.

Preeti now crawled over to them till she was kneeling behind her sister. She put her arms over Sunny’s so that Rita was now embraced from both sides. Preeti leaned in and put her face in Rita’s long hair as she began to unbutton her sister’s blouse.

“Wait,” Sunny rasped out. “Let’s do this right. Get undressed the two of you.”

He undressed himself in record time, throwing his clothes all around the room. Rita swiftly kicked off her skirt and panties. Her blouse and bra followed. Her eyes were on her brother’s large erect cock swaying between his legs.

It took slightly longer for Preeti to get naked since she was wearing jeans. But under the t-shirt, she wore no bra and Sunny’s eyes lit up when he saw her tits tumbling out.

He walked to the mattress and pushed Rita onto her back, straddling her slim body. “Suck my cock, sis,” he said when his knees were jammed against her armpits. 




Come Together Ch. 03



She reached for his throbbing cock, almost weeping with desire. She raised her head slightly and opened her mouth. He cradled her head in his palms and yanked her up, at the same time pushing his hips down and forward.

Nitin watched from the side as Sunny’s cock disappeared in her mouth. As if in a dream, he was slowly beginning to take off his own clothes. 

Preeti, now naked, sprawled onto the mattress between Rita’s legs. Pulling them apart, she leaned in to put her mouth over her sister’s cunt even as she heard her moan. 

Rita pulled her sister further to her by digging her heels into Preeti’s back. She lifted her buttocks when she felt Preeti’s tongue licking around her wet cunt.

Sunny began to grunt as he shoved his cock in and out of Rita’s mouth. He twisted around to watch Preeti licking Rita’s pussy, from the top of the slit, right to the bottom, and then all over again. He reached behind him with one hand and rubbed his finger over Rita’s clit.

Rita was thrashing on the floor as her brother fucked her mouth cruelly and her sister began to poke her tongue into her pussy.

“God, but you suck me so good,” Sunny gasped, beginning to pull her head in time with his thrusting hips by holding her hair in his fist.

Nitin sat cross-legged on the other mattress, completely naked, sipping beer from the bottle and fondling his erect cock.

To him it was like two Rita’s were around Sunny. The circle felt completed when Preeti reached up above her and slid her hand around Sunny to fondle his balls.

Rita managed to pull her mouth away from Sunny’s thrusting cock.

“Oh god, Sunny, fuck me, oh please, shove that cock inside me, now!”

“I will, if you let Preeti off your cunt,” he answered her.

Rita relaxed the hold of her hips around Preeti. “C’mon honey,” she cooed, “let me taste your pussy.”

Preeti rose from the mattress and slithered up, past her brother’s body, which was sliding down Rita’s body. His cock dragged down over her tits, past her flat belly, till he was kneeling between her legs.

He grabbed her knees and lifted them up till her heels were resting on his shoulders. She reached down and guided his cock into her wet cunt.

“Aahhhh! You fill me up, Sunny,” she moaned as he thrust inside her savagely.

“God, you are so hot and tight,” he grunted.

Preeti positioned her knees on either side of her sister’s head and slowly lowered her body till her cunt was pressed against Rita’s mouth. She stifled a scream when Rita’s tongue began to lick her there.

Nitin watched, jerking off his cock furiously as Sunny began to slam his dick in and out of Rita. He craned his head so that he could see his wife slurping away at Preeti’s pussy.

“Stop beating your meat and get behind Preeti, mutt head,” Sunny roared, picking up his pace.

Delighted, Nitin walked up to where Preeti was and slid to his knees behind her. He could see his wife slurping away Preeti’s pussy. He reached out to fondle his sister’s big tits from behind, feeling them, juggling them in his palms. 

When he bent down, his dangling cock rubbed against his wife’s forehead and he looked down. Her eyes were open and she was watching him. She did not stop her licking.

He had to bend very low and he groaned when he felt his wife’s lips slide over his shaft when he was positioning his cock into Preeti’s cunt. He pulled back and looking down, he began to rub his cock over Rita’s face. She grabbed it and shoved it in her mouth, her tongue sliding all over it. 

When he was wet, she pulled it out of her mouth and directed it into her sister’s pussy. She had to bend it slightly to get it in line with her sister’s opening.

He slid in easily, partly due to the saliva his wife had deposited on his shaft and partly because Preeti was wet and open and ready.

“Oh god!” Preeti gasped as his cock thrust inside her. She was pushed forward and she held on to her brother’s shoulders. Since he was facing her, he leaned forward and kissed her squarely on her mouth.

“Let’s time it,” Nitin said, gasping for breath, “you pull out of my wife’s cunt when I shove my cock into Preeti. Here I go: I’m in!”

Sunny pulled out from Rita’s cunt till only the head was lodged inside.

“I’m pulling out,” Nitin informed him and Sunny plunged forward, burying his cock to the hilt into Rita who let out a strangled cry.

Pushing her tongue into her brother’s mouth, Preeti, almost sobbing with desire, ground her pussy into her sister’s face reaching behind her to grab Nitin’s cock and pull it deeper inside her own cunt.

Rita was moaning incoherently. She was being shoved up and down over the mattress by her brother’s cock pounding into her and she raised her head to burrow her tongue deeper into her sister’s cunt.

Sunny reached down to seize Rita’s jiggling tits and cup them in his hands, increasing his speed to match Nitin’s. He sucked on Preeti’s tongue harder now.

They were all charged up now, and their orgasms were approaching as the sexual frenzy in the room increased. Sunny pulled his mouth away from Preeti’s and roared, “Oh shit, Rita! I’m gonna come, oh god, you are tight, oh yes, lift your ass and give it to me, oh god, I’m coming!”

Instinctively, Nitin began to speed up, stabbing Preeti’s cunt with short and fast strokes. “Come on Preeti’s face, Sunny,” he yelled excitedly, “I’m gonna squirt my juice into my wife’s face!”

Sunny slammed down one last time, then pulling out his cock, he rose to his knees, positioning his cock over Preeti’s face. She grabbed his cock and began to jerk it furiously.

“Oh god, yes, Sunny, come on my face. I love it when you make my face all wet and hot, oh yes, come now, come, come!”

Nitin drew his cock outside Preeti’s cunt and shoved it into his wife’s mouth. Rita began to suck on it even as he started to slide it in and out of her mouth. His eyes were fixed on Preeti’s hands, which were moving rapidly to and fro, milking her brother’s cock.

With a roar, Sunny exploded, his come spurting out of his cock to hit his sister’s face. She blinked when one spurt landed on her eyes, and even as she brought one hand to wipe it off, she felt his hot come hitting her chin and then her heaving tits.

Nitin pulled out of Rita’s mouth and grabbing his cock in one hand furiously began to masturbate, his eyes still on the sight of Sunny’s juices landing on Preeti’s body. He shuddered when he began to come and then looked down at his wife who lay there with her mouth wide open. She swallowed his juice as long as he directed the flow there, and then moaned her approval when he aimed the hot liquid all over her face.

They withdrew to watch the two women rearrange themselves so that Preeti lay on top of her sister. They began to lick each other, eager to taste the hot juice that was deposited on them by the men.

“Oh my god, that was great,” Nitin gasped, crawling over to the mattress adjacent to the one on which the two girls lay.

Sunny was content watching his sisters lick each other off. He shuffled towards them and began to rub the tip of his cock over Preeti’s back.

It was just like the good old times!

******



Come Together Ch. 04



"How come you are back so soon, Priya?" Jeetu asked her when he entered the house.

She smiled at him. "Meeting was called off at the last moment. And did you locate what Sunny wanted?"

"A lucky break. Met a pal of mine at the station and he was looking for a client to take his place on lease. Just the place that Sunny described. It's fabulous!" 

He accepted the cup of coffee that she poured for him and they sat in the living room talking about general things like their jobs and their working hours.

"It's almost lunch time, Jeetu," she finally said, glancing at her watch. "Lets have some grub and then maybe we can talk more."

"I got a better idea," he told her. "Those sisters have gone to the farmhouse with their brother and husband. What say we give them a surprise? Let's grab some beer and chicken and join them."

Sunny had taken the station wagon, so Priya found the keys to Nitin's new Opel. She packed cold chicken in a large steel box and they bought a crate of beer from the local shop on the way to the farmhouse.

While he drove, he explained to her about the place that he had managed to get for Sunny at what he thought was for a bargain price. She told him about how her meeting had to be cancelled.

"That bitch of my MD got a call from her husband. He had just flown in and is supposed to leave within a day or two. I guess she didn't want to waste any time around the table; reckon she thought it would be more interesting if she spent it with her hubby instead."

"That's what happens when I visit home during long tours," Jeetu replied. "I seldom have a day or two between them and when I'm home, I would rather spend my time with Preeti than at the office."

"I bet you two miss each other when you have to go away for long tours, Jeetu," she said.

"You bet we do! Even though we do talk on phone almost an hour a day when I am away, it isn't like actually being together. When the tour is for more than a week, she prefers to come down here to spend her time with you folks, and that sort of comforts me."

She glanced sharply at him. They both knew that Sunny and Preeti had been real close together and at least she believed that her husband was through with those flings. 

"Mind if I ask you a question, Jeetu?" 

"Go ahead, Priya."

"Do you think that your wife and Sunny are behaving?"

He flushed. He looked at her for a long time before turning his attention back to the road. 

"Well?"

"What do you think, Priya?"

She hesitated. "I – I really don't know. But I thought that Sunny asking you to search for a place today was a bit disturbing. He normally does these things himself."

"Sunny's a complex guy. But I don't see what that has got to do with his relations with his sisters."

"Don't you feel upset that he used to have sex with your wife?"

He hesitated. "They are a complex family, Priya. I love them for their straight forwardness. At least, I knew about them before I got married," he lied. "Did Sunny tell you about their affairs before he proposed to you?"

"I had always suspected. So I asked him before our marriage about them. Sunny did not hesitate to tell me the truth. But he also told me that having me around him meant that he no longer cared to get his sisters to screw around with him."

"And you think that they are still into it?"

"I don't know. It's just that..."

"Just what? Look, Nitin is with them and I don't think they would take a chance fooling around."

"Nitin isn't exactly a saint. I can see that he's got a eye on your wife."

"No way!" he exclaimed. 

"Think about it, Jeetu. He's always staring at her when he thinks no one is looking. Trust me. Women's intuition, I suppose."

He looked forlornly through the windshield. "I guess if that's true, I certainly deserve it. I wasn't exactly a saint either. Even when I was dating Preeti, I had quite a few flings with other women. Sunny knew about it and he still knows about some one night stands I have with a few of my girl friends."

"Even now, Jeetu?"

"Especially now," he sighed. "It's extremely frustrating not to go around without any huh, sex, for such long times."

She laughed. "I guess all you guys are the same. With Sunny hardly ever having to tour like you do, we have no such problem."

"Then why do you, er, I mean, why do you think that he would need to make it out with the sisters? I- I mean you are one hell of a sexy lady and I don't think he would need anybody else."

"Why, Jeetu, thanks for the compliment!" she laughed again. "But I wonder whether you know what Sunny's appetite is like."

"Come again?" he asked.

"Aw shucks, Jeetu! Your brother is constantly in a stage of arousal! He's simply insatiable!" She suddenly realized that maybe she had said a little too much and blushed, glancing quickly at him. "Uh, I- I am sorry if I..."

He laughed. "Aw shucks, Preeti," he imitated her, "we weren't exactly talking about fairy tales. You started asking me about whether I suspect if Sunny is still involved with his sisters. I don't know about Rita, but I can't tell about my wife either. At first, I thought they were real sick. But with time, I had to accept the inevitable. They have always been a very close family, you know. And talking about Sunny's appetite, well hell, who doesn't know about it? I mean, Preeti had told me about it before." 

"She did?" exclaimed Priya.

He shrugged, pulling the car off the highway to enter the by lane which led to the farmhouse. "I told her that it's better I know the details before somebody, maybe Sunny or Rita, fill me on them."

She was quiet and she stole a glance at him. He seemed to be pretty unperturbed about the discussion and she had this feeling that maybe he didn't mind if Sunny was still getting into Preeti's pants. He acted like maybe he would get a kick out of it!

She thought about her husband and her mind went back to what her father had told her.

"That chaps a rebel all right, Priya. He's very head strong and quite adamant. Usually gets what he wants."

She wondered what her reaction would be if she would come across her husband still making it with either one or both his sisters.

She was about to find out.

******

They parked the Opel behind the van and he was about to ring the bell when he heard voices and loud music. He froze and looked at Priya.

The sounds were coming from the first floor and the voices didn't sound like people having any kind of conversation. Though the words were not clear, it was obvious to both of them that they were more shouts, groans and moans than any specific dialogues.

She felt her heart suddenly thudding out and blushed. She also felt the anger rising within her. That bastard! He had to go and do this. There was a look of fury when she turned to look at Jeetu.

When she saw his face, she was surprised. He was actually smiling sheepishly! And, he had that look on his face that she knew only too well for she had seen many guys, more particularly her husband, who looked like that.

Jeetu was turned on!

He motioned for her to be quiet and tried to open the door.

"Shit," he whispered, "it's locked."

In a hoarse voice, she said, "I-I've got the second key."

"Well then, what are you waiting for? C'mon, give it to me. Let's catch 'em with their pants down."

She blushed and averted his eyes as she fumbled in her purse and extracted the key, handing it over to him with trembling hands.

He didn't bother about being quiet with the key. He was sure that any sound that he would make would surely be drowned by the music and the high-pitched voices that came from inside. He unlocked the door and after they entered inside, he locked it behind them.

They heard mumbles from the first floor and he motioned her to follow him up the stairs. They crept up to the rear wing, and standing in one bathroom sandwiched between the two bedrooms, peeped inside.

Involuntarily, she gasped.

Preeti was lying on her back across the chair opposite the dressing table. The chair was wide enough to support her back. But it wasn't long enough to support the rest of her body. Her head fell off one edge and her buttocks rested on the opposite edge. Her legs were wide apart and her heels rested on the floor.

Like the rest of the people in the room she too was start naked.

Sunny stood at her head, pumping his cock in and out of her mouth. He was cradling her head as he fucked her mouth earnestly. Opposite to him, Nitin was hunched between her legs. His cock was plunging in and out of her cunt. Rita was kneeling on the floor beside her sister and was avidly licking and sucking Preeti's large tits.

"Give it more tongue, you little slut," Sunny grunted.

"She squeezes her cunt like nobody I've ever known do it," Nitin gasped, pounding steadily into his sister.

They were all reflected in the mirror of the dressing table and to Priya and Jeetu, it looked like there was a major orgy going on with eight people; rather, with four sets of twins.

Priya felt the blood rushing to her face. She had never seen a couple fucking before, except for those raunchy videos that Sunny had, and here she was watching not one, but two couples in the flesh. Added to it was the element of watching two sisters and their brother as three of the four participants, and her anger had already melted down to shocked and raw excitement, the kind of which she had never experienced before. 

To her own astonishment, she found herself getting wet between her legs and her nipples hardened inside her t-shirt. Try as hard as she could, she wasn't just able to tear her eyes away from the frolicking foursome. 

Sunny had described to her more than a dozen times about the various positions he had used to please his sisters. Though his descriptions had set her off blazing with anger and jealousy, she had often been turned on. She had always thought that Sunny was exaggerating and trying to make her more jealous; perhaps, she had thought, he was trying to bring out the edge of competitiveness from her.

She watched now, as her husband fucked his youngest sister's mouth, uttering obscenities that would have made the street urchins blush. He was now guiding Rita's head over Preeti's tits.

"Oh yeah, baby, suck those big tits, yes, like that, lick on those bitchy hot nipples, oh yeah, suck my cock, you slut, harder now, harder."

Nitin was even worse. "Oh good god, is this a cunt or what? It's sucking my dick tighter than Rita's mouth, oh yeah baby, lift your ass like that, yeah, fuck me back, you gorgeous bitch, fuck me, fuck me!"

The music was blaring from the tape deck placed on a desk by the side of the bed. The rooms were big; so that despite being able to see and hear everything inside the room, Priya and Jeetu were quite far away. The angle of the door of the bathroom leading into the bedroom was also steep. It was impossible for the four of them to notice that they were being watched unless one of them walked inside the room.

Priya was finally able to tear her eyes away. Embarrassed, she glanced at Jeetu and she was in for another shock.

He had unzipped his fly and was stroking his cock, his eyes riveted on the scene inside the bedroom. It was almost as if he had forgotten that she was there too. She noticed his large and erect cock, glistening with the pre-cum juices as he masturbated feverishly. 

Suddenly, he glanced at her and noticed that she was watching his hand. He stopped all movements and a split second later, their eyes were locked together.

Slowly, she turned her head back to watch the proceedings inside the bedroom. Imperceptibly, she slid to her right and was now leaning against him, slowly rubbing her thighs and breasts against his body.

Almost nonchalantly, he resumed masturbating. His cock was sticking outside his pants and he had not bothered unbuttoning.

He pushed back against her turning a little towards him. This had the effect of her right tit rubbing against his arm. When she looked at him again, he could see the fire in her eyes. A contortion of her face revealed that she was just as horny.

She opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something. He stared at her and she licked her dry lips, lowering her eyes. There couldn't have been a more obvious signal than that. Her ample chest was heaving and her breathing was ragged.

"Oh god, Nitin, fuck me, shove your cock inside me, oh yes, harder, harder," Preeti's mouth was free since Sunny had pulled out his cock and was instead, leaning over her to rub it over Rita's cheek.

"Like this, bitch? Like this?" Nitin grunted, plunging his cock in hard and furious strokes.

"Ah yes, like that, only, faster, faster," she screamed.

Sunny was laughing as he watched from close, Nitin's cock impaling his little sister's cunt. Rita had stopped licking Preeti's tits and had raised her head up so that Sunny could jam his cock inside her mouth.

Priya started to move away.

"Wait!" Jeetu whispered harshly and reached for her shoulders. His hands missed her shoulder and instead landed on her large firm tits.

"Yes," Priya moaned, pressing her hand over his. She put her other hand over the back of his neck and pulled him to her. The position was awkward; so he turned to face her.

Their mouths opened even before their lips met. Her tongue found his first. He felt a flood of heat flowing down from his mouth to his cock. He pulled away his hand from his erection as it stiffened further. He pressed it against the soft expanse of her belly that was exposed between her skirt and t-shirt.

He wiggled and squirmed one hand inside her t-shirt finding the lacy cup of her bra. She hunched her shoulders and his hand sneaked inside the cup. At the same time, because she hunched her shoulders, he could see the top of her tits bunching together to reveal the enticing cleavage.

Sunny had married almost a year after Jeetu had married Preeti. The first time he had seen Priya he was immediately stuck by her stature. She was tall and slender all right, but her assets were obvious. 

Jeetu knew that Sunny liked his women who had big tits. That much was evident when he had seen Priya. Preeti had huge tits all right, but Priya's were by far bigger. It was only because Preeti was shorter that she seemed to have larger tits.

He felt a stab of excitement as soft flesh filled his hand. The strap of her bra tightened when his hand entered inside completely.

She moaned, her arms tightening around his neck, shoving her tongue in his mouth till the tip was almost tickling his tonsils. She pressed her belly harder against his naked cock. He felt her nipple harden against his palm and he now squeezed her tit gently.

She wiggled around so that they could see the foursome at the same time. The sisters were now on their knees, beside each other and on the floor. Nitin was now fucking Preeti from behind while Sunny fucked Rita's mouth. Somehow, the two of them had managed to knead the tits of the woman they were not fucking or sucking; Sunny massaged Preeti's dangling tits, while Nitin was content to pinch his wife's nipples. The music blared on.

Priya moaned into Jeetu's mouth and pulled away. When she spoke, her voice was harsh and rather high pitched.

"Fuck me!"

It was a command. And he took it as a challenge.

He pulled up her skirt as her hands, carefully avoiding contact with his cock, fumbled with his pants. 

"Wait," he said again after her skirt had dropped to the floor. He reached below and swiftly undid the buttons of his pants, shoving the garment down over his hips. By the time that his pants were around his ankles, Priya had thrust her panties down around hers.

He jerked her skirt back up and she pulled his underwear down and out of the way. His cock sprang up again, slapping her warm and soft belly. This time, he groaned as her hot and sweaty hand grasped his cock and pushed it down to rub it over her moist pussy. She pushed her hips forward, eager now, and his cock head slid across her slippery slit.

Almost crying with desire, Priya tried to wedge his cock head between her cunt lips. The feel of her hand and her cunt against his cock made it throb and sent thrills into his balls.

"Wait," he said for the third time. To an average onlooker it would look like she was almost trying to rape him. He managed to push her back toward a shelf that was carved along one wall of the bathroom. It was waist high on him so that when her back hit it, all she had to do was hop up and settle down on it. Her hands had slipped up to his shoulders and when she had jumped up onto the shelf, her skirt had come back down. So, he knelt down on the floor to pull it back up over her waist.

He looked at her naked cunt and let out a gasp. She was completely shaven there and this was a novelty. Preeti trimmed her bush every week, maintaining a tiny inverted triangle over her slit. He had already seen that Rita too followed that ritual. But Priya's cunt was bald.

"I like it that way," she breathed when he looked into her eyes.

He stared back at her cunt. The light pink outer lips were taut and firm, hiding her opening. He thought that her cunt looked almost virginal.

She stifled her cry when he touched her cunt and pried the lips open. Hidden between them were the thin smooth inner lips, straight edged and pinker than the outer ones, now glistening with moisture.

He leaned forward and kissed the hollows formed by the tendons of her slim thighs. He stuck out his tongue, suddenly wanting to taste her. His mouth moved closer to her center of pleasure.

She shimmied her hips, pressing her cunt hard against his face. He brought the fingers of one hand into play, stabbing her clit and she arched her body, quivering like a drawn string of a bow. 

When he inserted the tip of his tongue inside her slit, she let out a soft cry, her fingers digging into his shoulders, bunching up his shirt.

"Oh yes, do that," she breathed.

With excruciating slowness, he lapped her pussy, studiously avoiding licking her clit. He slipped his fingers off her clit and watched the fleshy hood pull back. To him, it looked like a little cock sticking out of the hood. 

She was a writhing mass of flesh, moaning in ecstasy. He could stand it no more and ran his tongue over the hard and wet nub, sucking it into his mouth.

"Oh god, yes, yes, ugghhh, aahhhh," she moaned, now grabbing his head and pressing it further into her cunt. He felt her juices washing him as she reached her orgasm.

She pulled his head by his hair and bent down to kiss his mouth. Her tongue licked his mouth as though she wanted to taste her own juices more than he had wanted to. She pulled away and looked at him, her eyes dazed and burning with lust.

"Your cock," she gasped, bending further down to grab it. "This, this cock, your cock, give me!"

When he stood up, she grasped his shaft in her hot hands and jumped off the shelf, going down to her knees. It was his turn to arch his back when he felt her hot tongue slither up and down over his cock.

Suddenly, she pushed the flesh inside her mouth, closing her lips over it and he went stiff. He sank his hands in the mass of her lustrous hair as she bobbed her head up and down over his cock, sucking him savagely.

As she sucked him, he craned his head to watch the inside of the bedroom. Preeti and Rita were on their fours, facing each other as Sunny fucked Rita and Nitin Preeti dog fashion. Their thrusts drove the girls towards each other and they were kissing.

He knew he would come if Priya would suck him for another minute. But he wanted to sample her cunt: this time with his cock.

He pulled her up and she understood. She hopped back onto the shelf and opened her legs wide.

Holding his cock in his hands, he took a step forward after positioning himself between her legs. He felt his cock head nudging her cunt lips and sobbing, she reached down and separated them. 




Come Together Ch. 04



He penetrated her till his cock was completely buried inside her cunt. 

"Oh my god, yes, yes, give me that cock, shove it into my cunt," she whispered. 

Thank god for the music blaring out of the deck, he thought as he began to pump his cock in and out of her cunt. Her legs wrapped around his buttocks and she wound her arms around his shoulders. He managed to push his hands between their bodies and captured her large tits.

Her hips vibrated as she thrashed and groaned into another orgasm and she felt so tight and hot and wet that he wanted to come too. He tried to hastily pull his cock out, but with amazing strength, she held him into her, slamming her hips up.

"More, more, fuck me, fuck me," she cried.

He paused when he was buried inside her, willing himself to stay hard. And then, slowly, he began to pump again.

"Yes, please, yes, fuck me, fuck me with your cock!"

He fucked her with his cock, squeezing her tits. She pushed the top half of her body back to allow him more room to manipulate her tits. He was slamming into her now, fast and deep and hard.

"Oh god," he spoke after a long time. "Oh great god, your cunt, it is so hot and tight, oh my god, I have to come."

"Oh no, not yet, fuck me more, fuck me more," she pleaded.

She heard her husband roar and her eyes flicked open. She turned to look into the room.

Preeti was on her back and Sunny was kneeling over her, his hips on either side of her body. She was jerking hard on his cock.

"Oh yes, brother, spill your spunk on my tits and face," Preeti cried.

Facing Sunny, Nitin too was kneeling over Preeti. His wife was masturbating his cock.

"Splash your juices on the slut's face, my dear hubby." Rita was laughing as she jerked him off.

Jeetu glanced at them while continuing to fuck Priya.

"I'm cumming," he warned her.

"No," she replied fiercely, "not there. Not in my cunt. I want you to come between my tits. I want you to cover my tits and lips with your come. Now, now!"

She slipped down on the floor and he immediately straddled her belly. He ripped off her bra, amazed that he still hadn't taken it off. When the bra fell off, her tits tumbled out; large and firm.

She rubbed them together. Naked, they looked bigger and she pulled his head down. He had to slide back down her belly to lean down and put his mouth over one big tit.

"Aahhhh," she sighed as he sucked first, one tit, and then the other.

He sucked a huge pink nipple inside his mouth, nibbling on it as he fondled the other tit. He felt the pressure rising in his balls.

"I can't stand it, baby, I've got to come!" he groaned.

She pulled him up her body by grabbing his buttocks.

"Put your cock between these," she moaned.

When his cock was lying between her tits, she pushed them together.

"Now, fuck them, fuck them like you fucked my cunt," she said.

He slapped her hands away and grabbed her tits, moving back and forth over her, feeling his cock slide in and out of her cleavage. He looked into her eyes. She was watching his cock avidly.

"Yes, yes," she cried out.

He convulsed. One stroke, two, three, four and five. And then, bang. He started to spew. She tightened her hold on her tits, allowing the first few blasts to shoot out in her cleavage.

"Finish it here," she said, opening her mouth.

He scooted up and jammed his cock back inside her mouth. Her neck came up and she bobbed her head up and down, sucking him furiously till he was drained.

Her lips clamped around his cock head and he felt his shaft spasm over and over again. She kept swallowing him, greedily sucking him harder.

When she was sure that he was completely drained, she released him with a sigh. He tumbled off her and onto the floor beside her.

"Oh, wow, I needed that!" he sighed, his hands fondling her tits.

When they heard the grunts from the other room, they crawled up to the door and peeped in. 

The two sisters knelt beside each other. Sunny and Nitin were standing over them, stroking their dicks. They were limp and the girls kissed each other, licking the combined juices of the men.

Nitin and the siblings would never know that Jeetu had fucked Priya since the two had hastily slipped away and he had kept honking the horn from the car to give them time to get dressed up and eliminate the evidence of their orgy.

But what Jeetu and Priya knew was that they had managed what would have seemed to be impossible, considering the situation. 

They had all come together. 

A NOTE TO WANNABEE2: I hope this is the way you wanted this to end. From my point of view, I think there should have been perhaps one more episode. Give 'em a break, will ya?

A NOTE TO READERS: Thanks for the suggestions. And to RELAER. Yes, Sunny is a strange character. I found it out myself. But sometimes, you got to stick by pals!