Abhira Hot shot: Fucking my sister-in-law
Abhimanyu looked at Akshara, his ex sister-in-law, sprawled naked and writhing on his bed. Her lips were trembling and her eyes were rolling in pleasure. A vibrator between her legs, driving her to the brink and she bit her lip until she tasted blood. He walked towards her, his large hand slamming against her exposed ass.
"Abhi!" she cried out, her lips slick and red as his fingers found her nipples, twisting and pinching until she arched off the bed.
Without warning he ripped the vibrator from her, a cruel smirk playing on his lips as she whined in protest.
"Look at you," he growled, his voice raw and primal. His eyes burned into her like live coals. "You're just a needy little slut, aren't you?"
"Abhi, don't stop," she begged, her voice hoarse with desperation.
He jammed two fingers deep inside her, curling them against her inner walls. Her eyes rolled back and her hips bucked against his hand, her ecstasy dripping onto his fingers.
"Oh god, yes! Right there!" she screamed, her body convulsing as he pumped his fingers in and out of her.
"You like this, don't you?" he snarled, his other hand clamping down on her nipple, and pinching sharply. Her breasts heaved as her breath came in ragged gasps.
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" she shrieked, her body thrashing beneath him.
"Keep it up and you'll wake the whole damn house," he grunted, but he didn't stop. His hand worked her harder, faster, until her screams of pleasure threatened to shatter the very windows.
She bit her lips and muffled her moans.
You’ve been a bad girl.
He removed his fingers.
No, no, no, please Abhi... Akshara writhed, her hips rising from the bed
I’ll do anything, she whimpered.
Anything?
Yes.
He considered for a moment and then unzipped his jeans.
Show me what my little slut can do. He stroked his cock slowly, languidly, while Akshara scrambled upright on the bed, eyes dark with need. She licked her lips and took him into her mouth, tongue swirling eagerly
Abhimanyu groaned, let his hand tangle in her hair. “Good girl,” he purred, thrusting gently, feeling her tighten, then relax, taking him deeper. She whimpered around him, desperate, throat fluttering.
“Use your hands,” he told her, and she obeyed, one hand gripping the base of his cock, the other cupping his balls, fondling them as he fucked her mouth.
When she started to moan in earnest, he pulled out. “On your knees,” he ordered.
Akshara scrambled off the bed and knelt on the floor, hair mussed, lips swollen. She was trembling, a thin thread of slick running down her thigh
and she gasped, bucking forward, arms braced against his knees. “You like that, don’t you?”
Akshara nodded, too breathless to speak. She spread her legs wider, wanton, and pushed back against his hand. He twirled the finger, pressed deeper, and she shivered, clutching his thigh.
“Such a filthy girl,” he murmured, withdrawing his finger and pressing his cock to her lips again. “Open.” She obeyed, tongue extended, and he slid into her mouth once more, grunting as she sucked him in, hungry as if she’d die without it.
He forced her to take him, slow at first, then faster, groaning as she gagged but didn’t flinch. Tears blurred her mascara, streaked her cheeks. He wiped them away with his thumb, tender as a lover
“Tell me what you want,” he demanded, pulling her off. She coughed,and whispered
Fuck me. Ruin me
He inserted a finger in her asshole
and she gasped, hands clutching the edge of the mattress. “God, Abhi—” She barely had time to steady herself before he was behind her, pushing her legs apart, spreading her wide. Her cunt throbbed, achingly empty, as he teased the head of his cock against her. He slapped her ass again, firmer, delighting in the little cry she made.
“Beg for it,” he said, voice rough.
“Please, I want you. I want you inside me,” she said, her voice hoarse and needy. “Please fuck me.”
Abhimanyu spat in his hand, stroked himself, and pressed into her tightness, first one finger, then two. He bent down, letting his lips trace the line of her spine, his hot breath sending shivers up her body.
“Such a greedy slut,” he murmured, rubbing the slick tip of his cock up and down her dripping cunt
Look at you. In a week you were supposed to be married to my elder brother and here you are, begging me to fuck you.”
“Just fuck me,” she cried, her voice breaking. “Please, please, please.”
Abhimanyu thrust into her, hard and sudden, and she screamed. He grabbed her waist and pulled her tight against him, filling her completely, groaning at her heat. She clenched around him, hips moving desperately, trying to set a faster pace.
“Slow down,” he commanded, and she whimpered, obeying, letting him take control again. He rocked into her slowly, then all at once, making her gasp and tremble. Her head fell back, hair spilling wild down her back, and he reached around to rub her clit, grinning as she writhed.
“Abhi, I—”
“Don’t come until I say,” he warned, and she sobbed, nodding, holding back with every ounce of will she had left.
He fucked her mercilessly,
her slickness making it easy, his thrusts deep and relentless. Akshara was panting, nails digging into his thighs, face flushed, skin dewy with sweat. She bit her lip, eyes squeezing shut.
“You’re close, aren’t you?” He kept his rhythm steady, teasing her clit the way he knew would drive her wild. “You want to come so badly.
“Yes, yes, please…” Her voice was a high, ragged cry, a plea for mercy
“Now,” he allowed, and she shattered, bucking against him, her cries incoherent, raw and desperate. Her whole body shook with the force of it, and the tightness around him was too much. He thrust into her wildly, once, twice more, and came with a deep, guttural moan, spilling into her in hot, shuddering spurts.
Filling her with his seeds he took his phone and took a photo of themselves while squeezing akshara's boobs
Akshara spread her legs revealing her naked cunt while Abhi thrust Ed his cock and said
Ready for round 2 love!
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