I grunted into her mouth my own release. Violent throbs and pulses slammed out of me and into her, over and over. I shuddered and was afraid I would tear her open and our cement-like grips only started relaxing when her screams quieted into incoherent gasps, whimpers and moans.
We panted like exhausted animals for long sweaty moments and I thought I could hear a creaking as her trembling thighs gently released from around my waist and slithered in starts and fits down my shaking thighs and then finally her feet touched the floor. My cock dribbled out of her and we leaned against each other, oblivious to the poor girl in the bed less than ten feet away. She let go of my neck, her hair dripping with sweat, and kissed me tenderly.
"Awesome," she breathed. "Fucking incredible." She turned from me to her sister. "Did you see that?" she asked breathless.
"Please leave," Manisha cried. "This is too much, Mughdha. Go. I hate you."
Mughdha turned from me and I saw Manisha turn away, refusing to look at her naked sister. "Im sorry," Mughdha whispered walking to her sister, our juices dripping from her cunt and splattering on the hard-wood gay male anal sex floor. "It just happened and I wanted you to see. I don know why. Peter had no idea. He thought this was my room. I just wanted gay male anal sex you to see. Im sorry."
I watched the two of them, as Mughdha took a seat on Manishas bed. Manisha had her quilt wrapped tightly around, her eyes were red and streaked.
"Why?" Manisha moaned to her sister.
"I want you to have lived a little before you got married."
"Like this? Watching my older sister having sex with some stranger?"
Mughdha nodded and turned to me and smiled, pointing to a chair in the corner of the room. I suddenly felt extremely self-conscious as I saw Manishas eyes desperately trying not to stare at me. I walked to the chair. I crossed my legs, tightly, hoping to cover myself and then uncrossed them when I saw Mughdha glaring at me.
"It doesn make sense," Manisha was saying, shaking her head. "You
e crazy. You really are."
"Manisha, this is such a small thing. This
gay male anal sex means nothing. Thats what Im trying to say. Sex shouldn
gay male anal sex be such a big deal. My God. You
e twenty-six years old. I mean, sex, its incredible and it feels better than anything in life, but, in relative terms, its pretty marginal. I mean, we
e not going to die if
gay male anal sex we don have it. On the other hand, after you get married next week, the likelihood that you
e going to go out and experience something different is like nil. And thats not good. I want you to
gay male anal sex enjoy yourself," Mughdha cooed soothingly.
I wanted to scream to Manisha to not believe a word of it, to call the authorities or something, but kept quiet. I was too tired to care and wanted to find somewhere to crawl up and fall asleep.
"Do you see what Im trying to say?" Mughdha asked her sister.
"No. Im sorry. I don ."
"I want you to fuck Peter."
I almost jumped out of my seat.
"What!" Manisha gasped.
"Fuck Peter--"
"Are you--"
"Let me finish. Itll give you such independence, Manisha. Do you understand. Itll be something for you and no one else, something no one can take away from you, something
gay male anal sex you can use as a springboard to other acts of independence while you
e married."
"Like cheating on my husband?"
"Yes. Like cheating on your husband. If you find yourself with someone who attracts you, I want you to have the confidence to pursue that attraction."
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