Nandini lay spread-eagled on the wide bed, wrists bound above her head with the black lace bra that had been stripped from her body only minutes earlier. Her 44DD breasts rose and fell with every shaky breath, silver rings glinting at her nipples. The vibrator buried inside her pussy hummed at its highest setting, the base pressed flush against her clit, while the thick silicone plug stretched her ass wide. Her torn panties lay discarded on the floor. For half an hour the twins had sat in the armchairs at the foot of the bed, fully clothed, watching every twitch and whimper that escaped her. Maanav leaned forward, elbows on his knees. “Still not allowed to come, baby.” Manik’s smirk was sharp. “You wanted to laugh with your professor? This is what happens.” Nandini’s hips jerked involuntarily as the vibrator pulsed against her swollen clit. A thin strand of slick slid down the curve of her ass and pooled around the plug. She bit her lip hard Flashback It had been 2 w...
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...