romancestories

  Manik's POV  I sat on the edge of the bed, my cock already half-hard as I watched Nandini’s naked body tremble. Her hands were still trying to hide those massive 44DD tits and her shaved cunt, but there was nowhere to run. The red light on the camera blinked steadily, recording every second. My mother-in-law—no, my would-be slut—looked so sexy as she helplessly stood there. All because she wanted to save her worthless daughter’s marriage. Well, I was glad because my useless wife Navya gave me the opportunity to fulfill my dream. Actually every man’s dream, because frankly my mother-in-law was such a perfect sexy piece. "Dance," I ordered, my voice low and firm. "Show me what that body can do. Move those hips like the slut you’re about to become." Nandini swallowed hard. Her cheeks burned red as she slowly stood up, her arms dropping to her sides. Those heavy tits bounced free, nipples already stiff from the cool air. She took a shaky breath and began to sway, ...

Nandini sat naked on the bed, her thick thighs spread wide, the cool surface pressing against her freshly pierced cunt. The gold ring through her clit glinted under the warm kitchen lights, still tender after two weeks. A black silk blindfold covered her eyes, and her hands were tied loosely behind her back with another strip of silk. Her massive 44DD tits hung heavy, the new nipple piercings catching the light each time she breathed. She heard the twins moving around her. Manik’s deeper voice came first. “Our little wife has been so patient. Two weeks without a cock in that pierced cunt. But tonight we’re going to ruin her.” Manav chuckled, closer now. “We bought something special.” Nandini’s breath hitched when something warm and thick dripped onto her left nipple. Chocolate. It slid down the curve of her breast, over the piercing, and pooled at the underside. Another stream landed on her right tit, then lower—across her stomach, her hip, and finally right on her spread cunt. The wa...

Siya Malhotra pushed open the front door of her apartment, her suitcase rolling behind her. The week-long work trip had been exhausting, but she was finally home. Two months into her marriage with Manik, and she had expected to find him waiting with open arms. Instead, the door was unlocked, and strange sounds echoed from the living room. Her heart stopped. There, spread across the leather couch like a queen on her throne, was her cousin Nandini—completely naked, legs spread wide, her massive 44DD breasts heaving with each breath.  Manik, her husband, was between Nandini's thick thighs, his tongue buried deep in her dripping cunt, sucking and licking like a man possessed.  Behind Nandini, Rajeev—Siya's own elder brother—had his cock buried balls-deep in Nandini's ass while his mouth was latched onto one of her swollen nipples, sucking hard. Nandini noticed Siya first. A wicked smirk spread across her beautiful face. She reached up and squeezed her own heavy breast, making...

 Nandini lay between them on the king-size bed, her body slick with their cum. Her heavy 44DD breasts rose and fell with each shaky breath. Silver bars glinted through her pink nipples. Her thighs were sticky, her pussy swollen and red from being stretched and filled again and again. The sheets beneath them were a tangled mess, stained with their cum evidence of how thoroughly they'd claimed their innocent little wifey.  Nandini's nipples throbbed pleasantly where the silver barbells caught the dim light filtering through the floor-to-ceiling windows. She'd gotten them pierced two weeks before as a surprise, and the way her husbands worshipped the new adornments had been worth every moment of pain. Maanav shifted behind her, his half-hard cock pressing against her ass crack. "Baby," he murmured against her neck, his voice husky from sleep and sex. "I was thinking..." Nandini tensed slightly, knowing that particular tone usually preceded something that wo...

 "Nandini stood at Avya's door, her heart hammering in her chest. The shy 19-year-old newlywed had never done anything like this before. Two months of marriage to the Malhotra twins had transformed her from an innocent girl into a woman who craved their touch constantly. But with Manik and Manav gone for a week in London, the ache between her thighs had become unbearable. Avya, Manika nd Maanav's cousin was twenty-three, confident, experienced, and nothing like Nandini. Where Nandini was shy and hesitant, Avya was bold and unapologetic about her sexuality. She opened the door wearing nothing but an oversized t-shirt that barely covered her ass. "Come in, darling," Avya purred, opening the door wider. The 23-year-old looked at Nandini up and down with knowing eyes. "You look like you're about to combust." Nandini stepped inside, her cheeks burning. "I... I need your help" "Nandini blushed, twisting her fingers together. "I... I w...

Nandini lay sprawled across her room, completely bare. The late-afternoon light slanted through the blinds, striping her golden skin in warm bands. Her 44DD breasts rose and fell with every quick breath; the heavy globes were already flushed, nipples stiff from the cool air and her own restless fingers. Below the dramatic dip of her 34-inch waist, her 42-inch ass pressed into the sheets, round and plush. Between her spread thighs, her smooth, glistening pussy was on full display. She had queued up one of her favorite videos: a rough, multi-partner scene where a girl was used in every hole at once. The wet sounds from her phone speakers mixed with her own soft whimpers. In her right hand she gripped a thick cucumber, its skin cool and slightly ridged. She dragged the blunt tip through her soaked folds, coating it in her slick, then pushed. A sharp hiss escaped her as the vegetable stretched her open. She kept feeding it deeper until more than half its length disappeared inside her cun...