romancestories

The next morning dawned bright and crisp, sunlight filtering through the penthouse curtains as Nandini stirred awake in the massive bed. Her body ached pleasantly from the previous night's tender preparations, a soft reminder of her husbands who can't jeep their hands to themselves.  Maanav and Manik were already up, dressed in sharp suits that hugged their broad shoulders and tapered waists, their dark hair neatly combed.  They leaned over her, each pressing a lingering kiss to her forehead and lips, their hands stroking her bare skin under the sheets. 'Jaan, we have an important meeting at the office today,' Maanav murmured, his voice deep and reassuring as he tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear. 'But we'll be thinking of you every second.'  Manik nodded, his fingers tracing her collarbone before pulling away reluctantly.  We can't wait to come back to you.' With final kisses that left her lips tingling, they left, the door clicking shut beh...

The morning light filtered through the penthouse curtains, casting a soft glow over the tangled trio on the king-sized bed. Nandini stirred first, her body aching in ways she couldn't yet name, a dull throb radiating from her stretched pussy and ass. She felt the heavy weight of Maanav's thick cock still buried deep in her cunt, semi-hard and plugging the remnants of his cum inside her. Behind her, Manik's cock filled her asshole, the intrusion making every tiny shift send sparks of discomfort through her. Her massive 44DD breasts, now tender and slightly swollen from the lactation pill, pressed against Maanav's chest, faint sticky trails of dried milk crusting her dark nipples. Biting her lip, Nandini tried to ease away carefully, not wanting to disturb her sleeping husbands. Her lehenga lay discarded on the floor, leaving her completely bare, her soft curves exposed in the cool air. She glanced at the full-length mirror across the room, catching sight of their naked f...