AMRITHA AIYER
The air in the room was thick with anticipation, the kind that made my skin prickle and my heart race. I sat on the edge of the bed, my eyes locked on Amritha as she stood between Peter and George. Her cheeks were flushed, her lips slightly parted, and her hands trembled as she fidgeted with the hem of her dress. She was nervous—I could see it in the way her eyes darted between the two men, unsure of what to do next. But there was something else there too, a flicker of curiosity, of desire, that made my cock twitch in my pants.
“Amritha,” I said softly, my voice breaking the silence. “It’s okay. You can trust them.”
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She glanced at me, her big black eyes wide with uncertainty. “Krishnan, I… I don’t know if I can do this.”
Peter stepped forward, his rugged face softening as he reached out to gently cup her cheek. “Hey, it’s alright. We’ll take it slow, yeah? Just tell us if you want to stop.”
George, ever the more assertive one, moved behind her, his muscular frame towering over her petite body. His hands rested on her hips, his fingers brushing against the curve of her ass. “You’re safe with us, Amritha. We’ll make sure you enjoy every second of this.”
She hesitated for a moment, then nodded slowly, her breath hitching as George’s hands slid lower, gripping her ass firmly. “Okay,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.Peter smiled, his eyes darkening with lust as he leaned in to kiss her.
It started soft, tender, their lips brushing together in a slow, sensual dance. But it didn’t take long for the heat to build, for the kiss to deepen, their tongues tangling as Peter’s hands roamed over her body. He cupped her boobs through her dress, his thumbs brushing over her nipples, making her gasp into his mouth.
George wasted no time either. His hands slipped under her dress, pulling it up over her hips to reveal her smooth, creamy thighs and the lacy panties that barely covered her pussy. He groaned at the sight, his fingers tracing the edge of the fabric before slipping underneath to feel her wetness. “Fuck, she’s already so wet,” he muttered, his voice thick with desire. Amritha moaned, her body trembling as both men touched her, their hands exploring every inch of her. Peter pulled away from the kiss, his lips trailing down her neck as he unzipped her dress, letting it fall to the floor in a pool of fabric.
She stood there in nothing but her panties, her boobs heaving with each breath, her nipples hard and begging for attention.
“God, you’re beautiful,” Peter murmured, his hands cupping her boobs as he leaned down to take one nipple into his mouth. He sucked hard, his tongue swirling around the sensitive bud, making Amritha cry out in pleasure.
George’s hands were busy too, his fingers sliding into her panties to tease her pussy. He rubbed her clit in slow, deliberate circles, his other hand squeezing her ass as he pressed himself against her back. “You like that, baby?” he growled in her ear, his breath hot against her skin.
“Yes,” she whimpered, her hips rocking against his hand as he continued to play with her. “Oh God, yes…”
I couldn’t take my eyes off her. My wife, my Amritha, was being pleasured by two other men, and it was the hottest thing I’d ever seen. My cock was rock hard, straining against my pants as I watched them touch her, kiss her, worship her body.Peter pulled away from her boobs, his lips trailing down her stomach as he knelt before her. He hooked his fingers into the waistband of her panties and pulled them down, revealing her pussy in all its glory. Her lips were swollen and glistening with arousal, the sight making my mouth water.
“Fuck,” Peter breathed, his eyes locked on her pussy as he spread her lips with his fingers. “You’re so fucking wet.”
He didn’t waste any time, leaning in to lick her pussy in one long, slow stroke. Amritha gasped, her hands flying to his hair as he buried his face between her legs. He ate her like a man starved, his tongue lapping at her juices as he sucked on her clit, making her moan and writhe in pleasure.
George kept his hands on her hips, holding her steady as Peter devoured her. He leaned down to kiss her neck, his teeth grazing her skin as he whispered dirty words in her ear. “You taste so good, baby. I can’t wait to fuck you.”
Amritha’s moans grew louder, her body trembling as Peter worked her pussy with his mouth.
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Her legs shook, and I knew she was close. “Oh God, I’m gonna cum,” she cried out, her fingers tightening in Peter’s hair.
“That’s it, baby,” George encouraged, his hands moving to squeeze her boobs as Peter continued to eat her out. “Cum for us.”
And she did. With a loud cry, Amritha came, her pussy gushing as Peter drank every drop. Her body convulsed with pleasure, her legs giving out as George held her up. Peter pulled away, his face glistening with her juices as he looked up at her with a satisfied grin.
“Fuck, that was hot,” I muttered, my hand instinctively going to my cock as I watched them.
George helped Amritha to the bed, laying her down on her back as Peter stood up, his cock straining against his pants. He quickly undressed, his thick cock springing free as he climbed onto the bed beside her. George followed suit, stripping out of his clothes to reveal his own impressive length.
Amritha’s eyes widened as she took in their cocks, her lips parting in awe. “Oh my God,” she whispered, her hand reaching out to touch Peter’s cock.
He groaned as she wrapped her fingers around him, stroking him slowly. “That’s it, baby,” he encouraged, his hips thrusting into her hand. “Get me nice and hard for you.”
George moved to kneel between her legs, spreading them wide as he positioned himself at her entrance. “You ready for me?” he asked, his voice low and husky.
Amritha nodded, her breath hitching as he pushed into her slowly. “Ohhhh,” she moaned, her back arching as he filled her.
Peter leaned down to kiss her, his cock still in her hand as George began to thrust into her. The room was filled with the sounds of their moans and the wet slap of skin against skin as they fucked my wife right in front of me.
I couldn’t take it anymore. I stood up, stripping out of my clothes as I moved to join them on the bed. Amritha’s eyes met mine as I knelt beside her, my cock throbbing with need.
“Krishnan,” she whispered, her hand reaching out to me.
I took it in mine, squeezing it gently as I leaned down to kiss her. “I love you,” I murmured against her lips.
“I love you too,” she replied, her voice trembling with emotion.
Peter pulled away from the kiss, his eyes meeting mine as he moved to position himself at Amritha’s ass. “You ready for this?” he asked, his voice filled with anticipation.
Amritha nodded, her breath hitching as Peter pushed into her slowly. “Oh God,” she moaned, her body trembling as he filled her completely.
The sight of my wife being double penetrated was almost too much to handle. My cock was throbbing with need as I watched them fuck her, their cocks sliding in and out of her pussy and ass in perfect rhythm.
“Fuck,” I muttered, my hand moving to stroke myself as I watched them.
Amritha’s moans grew louder, her body writhing between them as they fucked her harder and faster. “Oh God, I’m gonna cum again,” she cried out, her nails digging into the sheets.
“That’s it, baby,” George growled, his hips slamming into hers. “Cum for us.”
And she did. With a loud cry, Amritha came again, her pussy and ass clenching around their cocks as they continued to fuck her through her orgasm. The sight of her cumming pushed me over the edge, and with a groan, I came all over my hand, my cum splattering onto the bed beside them.
Peter and George weren’t far behind. With a few more thrusts, they both came inside her, filling her pussy and ass with their cum. Amritha moaned as they pulled out of her, their cum leaking out of her as she lay there, spent and satisfied.
We all collapsed onto the bed beside her, our bodies slick with sweat and cum as we caught our breath. Amritha turned to me, a soft smile on her lips as she reached out to touch my face.
“Thank you,” she whispered, her eyes filled with love and gratitude.
I kissed her gently, my heart swelling with emotion. “Anything for you,” I replied.
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After a few moments, Amritha untied herself and walked to the bathroom to clean up.
She left the door wide open, not caring about modesty anymore. Peter and George taunted her from the bed.
“Why didn’t you close the door, slut?” Peter called out with a smirk.
Amritha turned to them, her eyes dark with a mix of defiance and raw desire. She stood there, legs slightly apart, her body still glistening with sweat and cum, as she let out a low, throaty laugh. “Privacy?” she sneered, her voice dripping with a newfound boldness. “What the fuck do I need privacy for now? You’ve already seen every inch of me, fucked me in ways I didn’t even know were possible. So why stop here?”
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She stepped closer to the edge of the bathroom, her hips swaying provocatively. “You want to see what you’ve done to me? Fine. Watch.” She leaned back against the sink, spreading her legs wider, her pussy still swollen and glistening. “But if you’re going to watch, then make it worth my while. Do something dirty. Something no one’s ever dared to ask of me.”
Her gaze locked onto Peter and George, her lips curling into a wicked smile. “Piss on me,” she demanded, her voice low and commanding. “Mark me. Show me just how much of a filthy whore you think I am. I want to feel it—your piss running down my body, soaking me, reminding me who I belong to.”
The room fell silent for a moment, the air thick with tension. Then, without hesitation, Peter stepped forward, his cock already hardening again. “You’re one depraved little slut, aren’t you?” he growled, his voice rough with lust. “But if that’s what you want, then that’s what you’ll get.”
Amritha’s breath hitched as she watched him approach, her body trembling with anticipation. She spread her legs wider, her pussy glistening under the dim light. “Do it,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “Make me your dirty little whore.”
Peter positioned himself over her, his cock inches from her face. “Open your mouth, bitch,” he commanded, his voice harsh and unyielding. Amritha obeyed without hesitation, her lips parting as she looked up at him with a mixture of fear and desire.
The sound of his piss hitting her face echoed through the room, the warm liquid streaming down her cheeks and onto her chest. Amritha moaned softly, her tongue darting out to catch some of the liquid as it dripped from her lips. “Fuck,” she gasped, her voice trembling with pleasure. “It’s so dirty… so fucking hot.”
George watched from the bed, his cock twitching with arousal. “You’re one sick little slut,” he muttered, his voice filled with admiration. “But goddamn, you’re perfect.”
Amritha smiled up at them, her body covered in their piss, her eyes filled with a wild, untamed hunger. “I’m your whore,” she whispered, her voice dripping with satisfaction. “And I’ll do whatever you want.”
Peter and George laughed, clearly pleased with themselves. I couldn’t help but smile too. This was everything I had ever wanted and moreAs the last drops of Peter’s piss dripped down her body, Amritha’s eyes flickered with a mix of defiance and submission. She licked her lips, tasting the salty tang, before turning her gaze to George. “You too,” she said, her voice low and commanding. “I want it all. Piss, shit—whatever you’ve got. Show me how filthy I can be.”
George raised an eyebrow, a wicked grin spreading across his face. “You sure about that, slut? Once we go there, there’s no turning back. This is where you learn what it really means to be a whore.”
Amritha nodded, her breath quickening. “I’m sure. I want to feel it. I want to know what it’s like to be completely ruined by you.”
Peter chuckled darkly, stepping aside to let George take his place. “You heard her. Let’s show her how real men break a girl.”
George positioned himself over her, his cock already hard again. “Open wide, bitch,” he growled. Amritha obeyed, her mouth opening as he began to piss directly into it. She gagged slightly but forced herself to swallow, her eyes watering as the warm liquid filled her throat. When he was done, she gasped for air, her chest heaving.
“Now for the real fun,” George said, his voice dripping with malice. He turned her around, forcing her onto her hands and knees. “You wanted shit? You’re going to get it.”
Amritha whimpered but didn’t resist as George pressed his ass against her face. The smell was overwhelming, but she opened her mouth, letting him push out a thick, warm load directly onto her tongue. She gagged again, tears streaming down her face, but she forced herself to swallow, her body trembling with a mix of disgust and arousal.
“That’s it,” Peter said, his voice filled with approval. “Take it all, you dirty little whore. This is what you are now—a filthy, broken slut who’ll do anything for her masters.”
Amritha moaned, her body shaking as she swallowed the last of it. “Thank you,” she whispered, her voice hoarse. “Thank you for showing me what I really am.”
George and Peter laughed, their voices echoing through the room. “You’re welcome, slut,” George said, slapping her ass hard. “Now you know what it means to be truly owned.”
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EPILOGUE: The night ended with all of us lying in bed together, our bodies intertwined as we basked in the afterglow of our shared passion. Amritha had embraced her new role with enthusiasm, and I couldn’t have been prouder of her. This was just the beginning of our journey into the world of forbidden desires.
THE END.
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The air in the room was thick with anticipation, the kind that made my skin prickle and my heart race. I sat on the edge of the bed, my eyes locked on Amritha as she stood between Peter and George. Her cheeks were flushed, her lips slightly parted, and her hands trembled as she fidgeted with the hem of her dress. She was nervous—I could see it in the way her eyes darted between the two men, unsure of what to do next. But there was something else there too, a flicker of curiosity, of desire, that made my cock twitch in my pants.
“Amritha,” I said softly, my voice breaking the silence. “It’s okay. You can trust them.”
img imagesShe glanced at me, her big black eyes wide with uncertainty. “Krishnan, I… I don’t know if I can do this.”
Peter stepped forward, his rugged face softening as he reached out to gently cup her cheek. “Hey, it’s alright. We’ll take it slow, yeah? Just tell us if you want to stop.”
George, ever the more assertive one, moved behind her, his muscular frame towering over her petite body. His hands rested on her hips, his fingers brushing against the curve of her ass. “You’re safe with us, Amritha. We’ll make sure you enjoy every second of this.”
She hesitated for a moment, then nodded slowly, her breath hitching as George’s hands slid lower, gripping her ass firmly. “Okay,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.Peter smiled, his eyes darkening with lust as he leaned in to kiss her.
It started soft, tender, their lips brushing together in a slow, sensual dance. But it didn’t take long for the heat to build, for the kiss to deepen, their tongues tangling as Peter’s hands roamed over her body. He cupped her boobs through her dress, his thumbs brushing over her nipples, making her gasp into his mouth.
George wasted no time either. His hands slipped under her dress, pulling it up over her hips to reveal her smooth, creamy thighs and the lacy panties that barely covered her pussy. He groaned at the sight, his fingers tracing the edge of the fabric before slipping underneath to feel her wetness. “Fuck, she’s already so wet,” he muttered, his voice thick with desire. Amritha moaned, her body trembling as both men touched her, their hands exploring every inch of her. Peter pulled away from the kiss, his lips trailing down her neck as he unzipped her dress, letting it fall to the floor in a pool of fabric.
She stood there in nothing but her panties, her boobs heaving with each breath, her nipples hard and begging for attention.
“God, you’re beautiful,” Peter murmured, his hands cupping her boobs as he leaned down to take one nipple into his mouth. He sucked hard, his tongue swirling around the sensitive bud, making Amritha cry out in pleasure.
George’s hands were busy too, his fingers sliding into her panties to tease her pussy. He rubbed her clit in slow, deliberate circles, his other hand squeezing her ass as he pressed himself against her back. “You like that, baby?” he growled in her ear, his breath hot against her skin.
“Yes,” she whimpered, her hips rocking against his hand as he continued to play with her. “Oh God, yes…”
I couldn’t take my eyes off her. My wife, my Amritha, was being pleasured by two other men, and it was the hottest thing I’d ever seen. My cock was rock hard, straining against my pants as I watched them touch her, kiss her, worship her body.Peter pulled away from her boobs, his lips trailing down her stomach as he knelt before her. He hooked his fingers into the waistband of her panties and pulled them down, revealing her pussy in all its glory. Her lips were swollen and glistening with arousal, the sight making my mouth water.
“Fuck,” Peter breathed, his eyes locked on her pussy as he spread her lips with his fingers. “You’re so fucking wet.”
He didn’t waste any time, leaning in to lick her pussy in one long, slow stroke. Amritha gasped, her hands flying to his hair as he buried his face between her legs. He ate her like a man starved, his tongue lapping at her juices as he sucked on her clit, making her moan and writhe in pleasure.
George kept his hands on her hips, holding her steady as Peter devoured her. He leaned down to kiss her neck, his teeth grazing her skin as he whispered dirty words in her ear. “You taste so good, baby. I can’t wait to fuck you.”
Amritha’s moans grew louder, her body trembling as Peter worked her pussy with his mouth.
gratis downloaden afbeeldingenHer legs shook, and I knew she was close. “Oh God, I’m gonna cum,” she cried out, her fingers tightening in Peter’s hair.
“That’s it, baby,” George encouraged, his hands moving to squeeze her boobs as Peter continued to eat her out. “Cum for us.”
And she did. With a loud cry, Amritha came, her pussy gushing as Peter drank every drop. Her body convulsed with pleasure, her legs giving out as George held her up. Peter pulled away, his face glistening with her juices as he looked up at her with a satisfied grin.
“Fuck, that was hot,” I muttered, my hand instinctively going to my cock as I watched them.
George helped Amritha to the bed, laying her down on her back as Peter stood up, his cock straining against his pants. He quickly undressed, his thick cock springing free as he climbed onto the bed beside her. George followed suit, stripping out of his clothes to reveal his own impressive length.
Amritha’s eyes widened as she took in their cocks, her lips parting in awe. “Oh my God,” she whispered, her hand reaching out to touch Peter’s cock.
He groaned as she wrapped her fingers around him, stroking him slowly. “That’s it, baby,” he encouraged, his hips thrusting into her hand. “Get me nice and hard for you.”
George moved to kneel between her legs, spreading them wide as he positioned himself at her entrance. “You ready for me?” he asked, his voice low and husky.
Amritha nodded, her breath hitching as he pushed into her slowly. “Ohhhh,” she moaned, her back arching as he filled her.
Peter leaned down to kiss her, his cock still in her hand as George began to thrust into her. The room was filled with the sounds of their moans and the wet slap of skin against skin as they fucked my wife right in front of me.
I couldn’t take it anymore. I stood up, stripping out of my clothes as I moved to join them on the bed. Amritha’s eyes met mine as I knelt beside her, my cock throbbing with need.
“Krishnan,” she whispered, her hand reaching out to me.
I took it in mine, squeezing it gently as I leaned down to kiss her. “I love you,” I murmured against her lips.
“I love you too,” she replied, her voice trembling with emotion.
Peter pulled away from the kiss, his eyes meeting mine as he moved to position himself at Amritha’s ass. “You ready for this?” he asked, his voice filled with anticipation.
Amritha nodded, her breath hitching as Peter pushed into her slowly. “Oh God,” she moaned, her body trembling as he filled her completely.
The sight of my wife being double penetrated was almost too much to handle. My cock was throbbing with need as I watched them fuck her, their cocks sliding in and out of her pussy and ass in perfect rhythm.
“Fuck,” I muttered, my hand moving to stroke myself as I watched them.
Amritha’s moans grew louder, her body writhing between them as they fucked her harder and faster. “Oh God, I’m gonna cum again,” she cried out, her nails digging into the sheets.
“That’s it, baby,” George growled, his hips slamming into hers. “Cum for us.”
And she did. With a loud cry, Amritha came again, her pussy and ass clenching around their cocks as they continued to fuck her through her orgasm. The sight of her cumming pushed me over the edge, and with a groan, I came all over my hand, my cum splattering onto the bed beside them.
Peter and George weren’t far behind. With a few more thrusts, they both came inside her, filling her pussy and ass with their cum. Amritha moaned as they pulled out of her, their cum leaking out of her as she lay there, spent and satisfied.
We all collapsed onto the bed beside her, our bodies slick with sweat and cum as we caught our breath. Amritha turned to me, a soft smile on her lips as she reached out to touch my face.
“Thank you,” she whispered, her eyes filled with love and gratitude.
I kissed her gently, my heart swelling with emotion. “Anything for you,” I replied.
**People Who Hate Shit and piss fuck please avoid this part of the story *
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After a few moments, Amritha untied herself and walked to the bathroom to clean up.
She left the door wide open, not caring about modesty anymore. Peter and George taunted her from the bed.
“Why didn’t you close the door, slut?” Peter called out with a smirk.
Amritha turned to them, her eyes dark with a mix of defiance and raw desire. She stood there, legs slightly apart, her body still glistening with sweat and cum, as she let out a low, throaty laugh. “Privacy?” she sneered, her voice dripping with a newfound boldness. “What the fuck do I need privacy for now? You’ve already seen every inch of me, fucked me in ways I didn’t even know were possible. So why stop here?”
image to png onlineShe stepped closer to the edge of the bathroom, her hips swaying provocatively. “You want to see what you’ve done to me? Fine. Watch.” She leaned back against the sink, spreading her legs wider, her pussy still swollen and glistening. “But if you’re going to watch, then make it worth my while. Do something dirty. Something no one’s ever dared to ask of me.”
Her gaze locked onto Peter and George, her lips curling into a wicked smile. “Piss on me,” she demanded, her voice low and commanding. “Mark me. Show me just how much of a filthy whore you think I am. I want to feel it—your piss running down my body, soaking me, reminding me who I belong to.”
The room fell silent for a moment, the air thick with tension. Then, without hesitation, Peter stepped forward, his cock already hardening again. “You’re one depraved little slut, aren’t you?” he growled, his voice rough with lust. “But if that’s what you want, then that’s what you’ll get.”
Amritha’s breath hitched as she watched him approach, her body trembling with anticipation. She spread her legs wider, her pussy glistening under the dim light. “Do it,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “Make me your dirty little whore.”
Peter positioned himself over her, his cock inches from her face. “Open your mouth, bitch,” he commanded, his voice harsh and unyielding. Amritha obeyed without hesitation, her lips parting as she looked up at him with a mixture of fear and desire.
The sound of his piss hitting her face echoed through the room, the warm liquid streaming down her cheeks and onto her chest. Amritha moaned softly, her tongue darting out to catch some of the liquid as it dripped from her lips. “Fuck,” she gasped, her voice trembling with pleasure. “It’s so dirty… so fucking hot.”
George watched from the bed, his cock twitching with arousal. “You’re one sick little slut,” he muttered, his voice filled with admiration. “But goddamn, you’re perfect.”
Amritha smiled up at them, her body covered in their piss, her eyes filled with a wild, untamed hunger. “I’m your whore,” she whispered, her voice dripping with satisfaction. “And I’ll do whatever you want.”
Peter and George laughed, clearly pleased with themselves. I couldn’t help but smile too. This was everything I had ever wanted and moreAs the last drops of Peter’s piss dripped down her body, Amritha’s eyes flickered with a mix of defiance and submission. She licked her lips, tasting the salty tang, before turning her gaze to George. “You too,” she said, her voice low and commanding. “I want it all. Piss, shit—whatever you’ve got. Show me how filthy I can be.”
George raised an eyebrow, a wicked grin spreading across his face. “You sure about that, slut? Once we go there, there’s no turning back. This is where you learn what it really means to be a whore.”
Amritha nodded, her breath quickening. “I’m sure. I want to feel it. I want to know what it’s like to be completely ruined by you.”
Peter chuckled darkly, stepping aside to let George take his place. “You heard her. Let’s show her how real men break a girl.”
George positioned himself over her, his cock already hard again. “Open wide, bitch,” he growled. Amritha obeyed, her mouth opening as he began to piss directly into it. She gagged slightly but forced herself to swallow, her eyes watering as the warm liquid filled her throat. When he was done, she gasped for air, her chest heaving.
“Now for the real fun,” George said, his voice dripping with malice. He turned her around, forcing her onto her hands and knees. “You wanted shit? You’re going to get it.”
Amritha whimpered but didn’t resist as George pressed his ass against her face. The smell was overwhelming, but she opened her mouth, letting him push out a thick, warm load directly onto her tongue. She gagged again, tears streaming down her face, but she forced herself to swallow, her body trembling with a mix of disgust and arousal.
“That’s it,” Peter said, his voice filled with approval. “Take it all, you dirty little whore. This is what you are now—a filthy, broken slut who’ll do anything for her masters.”
Amritha moaned, her body shaking as she swallowed the last of it. “Thank you,” she whispered, her voice hoarse. “Thank you for showing me what I really am.”
George and Peter laughed, their voices echoing through the room. “You’re welcome, slut,” George said, slapping her ass hard. “Now you know what it means to be truly owned.”
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EPILOGUE: The night ended with all of us lying in bed together, our bodies intertwined as we basked in the afterglow of our shared passion. Amritha had embraced her new role with enthusiasm, and I couldn’t have been prouder of her. This was just the beginning of our journey into the world of forbidden desires.
THE END.
** all fakes are taken from desifakes and other porn websites..
