𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟑

Alisha's POV

My body was still shaking from the violent orgasm, the king-size bedsheet beneath me soaked dark with my squirt and sweat. Thick drops of perspiration glistened on my full breasts, rolling slowly down the valley between them, over my heaving chest and slick belly.

My lips were parted, swollen and wet, heavy breaths tearing out of me in ragged gasps. The remote lay abandoned on the mattress, glistening with my cum, but the ache between my legs hadn’t eased at all. If anything, it was worse.

My pussy throbbed, empty and desperate, clenching around nothing. I wasn’t satisfied. Not even close. I needed more. I needed him.

I pushed myself up on shaky legs, thighs trembling, a fresh trickle of my juices running down the inside of my leg. Standing in front of the full-length mirror, I lifted one leg high, planting my foot on the edge of the bed, knees bent, so my soaked pussy was completely spread open and on full display.

The other foot stayed on the floor. My reflection stared back at me  flushed face, lust-drunk eyes, nipples rock-hard and shining with sweat, pussy lips puffy and dripping.

I locked eyes with myself in the mirror and slid three fingers straight into my dripping cunt in one rough thrust.

“Fuck… Vedansh,” I moaned loudly, voice hoarse and slutty. “Look at me… your dirty little ACP.”

My fingers curled hard inside me, stroking that spongy spot that made my knees buckle. I started pumping fast, wet obscene sounds filling the room as my juices coated my hand and dripped onto the floor.

“Oh god… Vedansh… your huge dick… I need it so bad,” I begged my reflection, eyes glassy with lust. “Fuck me like you promised in the club. Ruin this tight cop pussy. Please, baby… stretch me open with those thick veins.”

I thrust my fingers deeper, curling them viciously, thumb grinding my swollen clit in tight circles. Sweat flew from my bouncing breasts with every desperate pump.

“Yes..yes...fuck me harder, Vedansh!” I cried out, voice breaking. “ your veined hands choking my throat while you breed me. I’m your slut your filthy badge-wearing slut. Own me! Fill me up till morning!”

Fucking myself in front of the mirror like a desperate whore. “Vedansh… ahh right there! Curl your fingers just like this inside me. Make me squirt again. I don’t care if you’re a criminal… I need your cock destroying me. Please...ahh plea...ahh se..ahh .fuck yo..ahh ur ACP harder!”

Heavy breaths fogged the mirror. My free hand squeezed my breast hard, pinching the nipple until I whimpered. “I’m so wet for you… look how my pussy creams for a murderer. I hate you but I’m begging… beg you to cum deep inside me. Make me yours. Ruin me completely!”

The pressure built again, fast and brutal. My legs shook violently, three fingers slamming in and out, curling mercilessly.

"Vedansh..ahh god.. fuck yes! Don’t stop! I’m gonna cum again ahh.. gonna squirt all over.. Own this pussy own your dirty cop ah ahhhh

.. VEDANSH!”

I screamed his name as another orgasm ripped through me, pussy gushing around my fingers, thighs quivering, eyes locked on my own lust-crazed reflection. Even as the waves crashed over me, I knew one thing for certain.

I still wasn’t satisfied.

And I wouldn’t be until the real Vedansh Shergill was buried balls-deep inside me, making every filthy word I’d just moaned come true.

Author's Pov

Alisha’s body was still convulsing from the brutal chain of orgasms, legs shaking uncontrollably as she stood on trembling thighs. Sweat poured off her in rivulets despite the blasting AC thick beads tracing down the valley between her heaving breasts, over her slick belly, and dripping onto the floor.

Her lips were parted, swollen and glossy, heavy breaths mixed with tiny, broken moans escaping her throat. Cum leaked steadily from her puffy, abused pussy in slow, obscene drops, splattering onto the already soaked floor beneath her.

The entire room smelled of sex and desperation. Yet she still wasn’t satisfied.

Vedansh’s words echoed in her head again, filthy and commanding,

"Once I capture you, I won’t leave you easily… I’ll keep you dripping wet and fucked so thoroughly you’ll never wear that badge without remembering who owns the pussy underneath it."

A fresh gush of arousal slid down her thigh. She dragged a chair from the corner, dropped into it, and spread her legs impossibly wide  one foot planted on the left side of the table, the other on the right, knees splayed open like a who*re in heat. Her soaked pussy and tight little asshole were completely exposed in the mirror opposite her.

She yanked open the table drawer, grabbed her thick pink vibrator, and switched it on the highest setting. The loud buzzing filled the room as she pressed the pulsing head straight to her swollen clit.

“Ahh..fuck, Vedansh…” she moaned loudly, voice raw and slutty, one hand frantically squeezing and pinching her hard nipples.

“Suck on them… bite them… ruin your ACP’s tits while you finger my cunt.”

Her other hand slid lower, two fingers circling her cum-slick asshole before pushing inside, stretching the tight ring while the vibrator rubbed her clit in merciless circles.

“Vedansh… oh god… suck my clit harder, baby,” she begged her own reflection, eyes glassy with lust.

“Tongue-fuck me like the dirty cop slut I am. Bury that criminal tongue deep while those veined hands choke my throat.”

The phone on the couch lit up  “Siyu” flashing on the screen. Alisha didn’t even glance at it. She ignored the ringing completely, lost in her filthy fantasy.

She shoved the thick vibrator deep inside her dripping pussy in one brutal thrust, the high vibration setting making her eyes roll back instantly. “Ahh..ahhh..VEDANSH!” she screamed, toes curling tight, back arching off the chair. “Fuck me deeper..harder..don’t stop! Ruin this pussy till morning! Own your dirty little badge-wearing whore!"

Her fingers pumped faster into her asshole, the dual sensation driving her wild. “Yes yes right there! Stretch both my holes, Vedansh… fill me with that huge cock and your fingers. I’m yours—fuck me till I can’t walk!”

The moans grew louder, shameless, echoing through the quiet apartment. “Ahh ahhh harder, baby bury it deeper! Don’t you dare stop! Fuck your ACP like the criminal you are ahhh ahhhh VEDANSH!”

Siya’s POV

Why the hell is Di not picking up my call? I muttered, staring at my phone as I stood outside our home. Fuck man, I have to change fast. I’m already getting late for the movie with Abhiman. That idiot will start texting me non-stop if I don’t hurry.

I rummaged through my bag and sighed in relief. Thank God I still have the extra key. I unlocked the door quietly and stepped inside, kicking off my shoes in the hallway.

The moment I crossed the threshold, I froze.

A loud, desperate moan floated from Di’s bedroom.“Ahh right there, Vedansh… don’t stoppp… harder..more harder..mhmmmm!"

My eyes widened. Di? Busy with someone? In the middle of the afternoon? A wicked smirk spread across my lips. I tiptoed closer, heart racing with curiosity.

I went to the 3rd floor.. The bedroom gate was half-open, the window wide open, letting every filthy sound spill out.

I peeked inside and nearly dropped my phone.

There she was  my strict, rule-book ACP didi completely naked on a chair, legs spread obscenely wide, one foot on each side of the coffee table like a pornstar. Her bra lay discarded near the gate, panties thrown on the couch.

The bedsheet was drenched, the floor shiny and wet with her cum. Sweat glistened all over her body, dripping from her heaving tits down to her belly. One hand was frantically pinching her nipples, the other pumping two fingers deep into her asshole while a thick pink vibrator buzzed mercilessly inside her soaked pussy.

“Ohh yesss… ruin me, Vedansh… fuckkk!” she screamed, voice breaking. “Bury your cock deeper don’t stop till morning! Fill your dirty cop slut ahh ahhh harder, baby own this pussy!”

I stood there, completely shocked, but a naughty grin split my face. Oh my god… Di got herself a fictional man in Vegas. I had never heard the name Vedansh before. Now she was begging him like a whore, imagining him fucking her till morning.

The strict, no-nonsense ACP who lectured me about boys was now finger-fucking her own asshole and screaming for some criminal’s cock while her pussy gushed all over the floor.

Such a pervert diii… hah.

I bit my lip to stop from laughing out loud, eyes glued to the filthy scene. Di’s eyes were rolled back, toes curled, body shaking violently as she chased another orgasm.

“Vedansh ahhhh yes yes yesss ...fuck me harder! I’m your slut.. ruin me completely don’t stop till I’m dripping with your cum all night!”

Author's Pov

Alisha’s desperate screams still echoed through the apartment  “Vedansh… ahh ahhh… harder, baby… ruin this pussy till morning!”  each filthy word bouncing off the walls like a porn soundtrack.

Siya stood frozen just outside the half-open bedroom door, one hand pressed between her thighs over her tight cargo pants. The sight of her strict older sister spread obscenely on the chair, legs splayed wide, three fingers slamming into her dripping cunt while the vibrator buzzed mercilessly inside her, had made Siya’s own pussy throb instantly.

She could see everything, Alisha’s sweat-slick breasts bouncing, cum leaking in thick strings from her stretched hole onto the already soaked floor, her face twisted in pure slutty bliss.

“Fuck…” Siya whispered, eyes half-lidded. She rubbed her palm harder over her clothed mound, feeling the damp heat soaking through the fabric.

Closing her eyes, she leaned against the wall, breath growing heavy. A tiny, needy moan slipped from her lips as she pressed two fingers against her clit through the cargo, circling slowly. “Mmm… Di sounds so fucking gone…”

The moans from inside grew louder. “Vedansh ...yes...fuck me deeper! Own your dirty ACP whore...ahhhh!”

Siya’s knees weakened. She slipped her hand inside her waistband, fingers sliding through her own slick folds, biting her lip to stay quiet.

Then she opened her eyes.

Abhiman Rathore , Her Boyfriend stood right in front of her, barely a foot away, his tall frame filling the hallway, dark eyes wide with shock and instant lust.

Siya almost screamed.

Abhiman’s large palm clamped over her mouth instantly, muffling the sound. “Shhh…” he breathed against her ear, voice low and husky. “Your di will get disturbed…”

Siya’s eyes sparkled with mischief behind his hand. She licked his palm teasingly, then whispered when he loosened his grip, “Let her get disturbed then, baby… She scolded me on the phone like I’m some kid. Now she’s in there finger-fucking herself screaming for some fictional mafia dick. Let her hear real moans and groans, jaan.”

Abhiman’s grin turned wicked. He crashed his mouth onto hers in a desperate, hungry kiss, tongues tangling instantly, wet and filthy. Siya moaned into his mouth, grinding against his thigh as they stumbled backward toward her bedroom door at the end of the short hallway.

He lifted her effortlessly, her legs wrapping around his waist. Abhiman carried her up the remaining steps inside the apartment while still kissing her like he’d die without her taste, biting and sucking on her neck hard enough to leave marks. “Mmm… fuck, Siya… you’re already soaked,” he growled against her skin.

They reached her room. He kicked the door open, threw her onto the bed, and she bounced once before lunging up to kiss him again, hands fisting in his t-shirt. Their mouths moved desperately, tongues fucking, saliva mixing as they devoured each other.

Abhiman grabbed the hem of her tank top and yanked it over her head, exposing her lacy red bra. Siya yanked his t-shirt off in return, nails raking down his chest. He pushed her back onto the mattress, climbing over her, kissing her harder, deeper, more passionately.

His mouth moved to her neck, sucking and biting, then trailed wet kisses down to her belly. Siya arched sharply, eyes closed, lips parted in a soft, needy moan. “Ahh… Abhiman…”

He hooked his fingers into her cargo pants and panties in one swift motion, sliding both down her smooth legs and throwing them onto the floor. Siya’s bare, dripping pussy glistened in the afternoon light.

He pulled her onto his lap, her thighs straddling him as he unhooked her red bra with one hand, kissing and biting her neck hungrily. The bra flew toward the side lamp, landing on it crookedly.

Abhiman quickly shoved his jeans and underwear down, kicking them off. His hard cock sprang free, thick and ready.

Siya looked down at it with hungry eyes, grinding her soaked pussy along his length.

She leaned in, biting his ear as she whispered hotly, “Ruin every hole, Abhiman… fuck my pussy, my ass, my throat. Make me scream so loud my di hears every thrust.” Her voice turned filthy and vengeful.

“Let her stay frustrated and alone in there, fingering herself to some imaginary criminal while I get railed by a real cock. Let her feel jealous… let her know exactly what it feels like to get properly fucked by someone who’s actually here.”

Abhiman groaned, gripping her hips hard. “You’re such a naughty little sister,” he growled, already positioning his cock at her entrance.

“Then let’s make sure she hears exactly how good real dick feels.”

Outside in the hallway, Alisha’s broken moans of “Vedansh… harder… don’t stop till morning!” continued, but now they were about to be drowned out by something much louder and far more real.

Abhiman didn’t waste another second. He pushed Siya flat onto her back on the bed, spreading her thighs wide and slamming into her soaked pussy in one brutal thrust. The wet, obscene sound of his thick cock stretching her echoed through the room as he buried himself to the hilt.

“Ahh ..Abhiman!” Siya cried out, back arching sharply, nails digging into his shoulders. “Yesss… just like that! Deeper, baby fuck me deeper!”

He growled, hips snapping forward hard and fast, pounding into her with deep, punishing strokes that made her full breasts bounce wildly. Every thrust was merciless, his heavy balls slapping against her ass as he drove deeper each time, stretching her tight walls around his throbbing length.

"Fuck, Siya… your pussy is creaming so much for me,” he groaned, leaning down to capture her mouth in a messy, desperate kiss. Their tongues tangled hotly while he kept fucking her raw, hips rolling in a punishing rhythm.

Siya locked her legs around his waist, heels digging into his lower back, pulling him even deeper. Her sweaty breast belly, the reading glasses are still there on her eyes which makes her so sexy“Yes...yes ...harder, Abhiman! You’re the best .. fuck me! Ahh right there, jaan..don’t stop!”

He broke the kiss only to attack her neck, sucking and biting hard enough to leave dark marks, then moved lower to her bouncing breasts. He sucked one nipple into his mouth, teeth grazing the sensitive bud while his cock continued slamming into her soaked cunt.

“You love this real cock, don’t you?” he growled against her skin. “While your di is in there screaming for some imaginary bastard.”

Siya moaned louder, hips bucking up to meet every thrust. “Yes..fuck..give it to me harder! Let her hear how a real man fucks!”

Alisha’s POV

I was lost.

My fingers slammed in and out of my dripping pussy while the vibrator buzzed mercilessly against my clit on the highest setting. Sweat poured down my body, my breasts heaving, nipples rock-hard. “Ahhhhh fuck..fuck...yesss..yesss Vedansh!”

I screamed, head thrown back, eyes rolling as the 14th orgasm crashed through me like lightning. My pussy clenched violently around my fingers, squirting hard again, soaking the table, the files, the floor beneath the chair in fresh waves of cum. My whole body shook uncontrollably, toes curled tight, lips parted in a silent scream that finally tore free.

“Vedansh ...oh godddd..ahhhhhh!”

The pleasure was so intense it left me dizzy, vision blurring.

But then I heard it  clear, loud, and far too real,from Siya’s room, “Ahhhh fuckkkkk yessss Abhimannnnn! Don’t stopppp ohhh yesss fuckk meee! Take meeee jaan… give it too mee".

My eyes widened even as my body kept twitching from the aftershocks. Siya… and her boyfriend. They were fucking right now, just a few feet away. The sound of skin slapping skin, her loud, shameless moans, Abhiman’s low groans  it all hit me like a fresh wave of heat.

My pussy clenched again, aching even harder. They’re getting real cock… real pleasure… while I’m here fingering myself to a man who only exists in my filthy fantasies.

The jealousy and need twisted together until I couldn’t breathe. “I want Vedansh… I need him… mhmmm… more…” I whispered brokenly, but the dizziness was too strong.

My legs gave out. I collapsed forward onto the soaked bed, completely naked, body glistening with sweat and cum, chest heaving, mind spinning.

Blackness swallowed me.

Author’s POV

Meanwhile inside siya's bedroom, abhiman flipped her without pulling out, sitting back against the headboard and pulling Siya onto his lap in one smooth motion.

She straddled him, sinking down onto his cock with a loud, satisfied moan as he filled her completely. He was looking at her eyes, she is wearing reading glasses which makes her so sexy and hot

“Ride me, baby,” he growled, hands gripping her ass hard.

Siya started bouncing on him immediately, hips rolling and grinding, taking him impossibly deep. Her breasts bounced in his face as he sucked greedily on her nipples  first one, then the other  biting and licking while she fucked herself on his thick shaft.

Both of them were drenched in sweat, skin slapping wetly, the room filled with the filthy sounds of her dripping pussy taking every inch.“Fuck..Abhiman...yes! Suck them harder!” Siya moaned, head thrown back, riding him faster. “Deeper give it to me deeper!”

He thrust up hard to meet her, hips snapping violently, driving his cock into her with raw force. The bed creaked loudly under them.

Siya’s moans grew louder, more desperate. “Ahh...ahhh...yes...fuck me like that! Ruin my pussy..let Di hear how good real cock feels!”

Abhiman’s pace became brutal, hands on her hips slamming her down onto him faster and harder. “I’m gonna cum, baby fuck I’m so close…”

Siya locked her arms around his neck, riding him wildly. “Take me back on the bed fuck me raw and bad! Don’t pull out!”

He growled, flipping them again in one powerful move, pinning her beneath him on the mattress.

He started pounding into her even harder than before  fast, deep, animalistic thrusts that made her scream. Her legs wrapped tight around his waist, heels digging into his back as he fucked her like a man possessed.

“Abhiman...yes...yes...don’t stop! Fill me...cum inside me!” Siya cried, nails raking down his back.

With a final, deep roar, Abhiman buried himself to the hilt and exploded. Thick, hot ropes of cum flooded deep inside her pussy as he kept thrusting through his orgasm.

Siya came with him, walls clamping down hard around his cock, her loud, broken moan echoing through the house ... “Ahhhhh yes..fill me, jaan give it all to me!”

They collapsed beside each other, sweaty, panting, bodies glistening. Cum leaked slowly from Siya’s well-fucked pussy onto the sheets.

She turned to him with a naughty grin, still breathing hard. “Let’s go for a second round…”

Abhiman chuckled, pulling her close and kissing her forehead. “Let’s sleep, enough for today, Siya.”

She pouted, tracing a finger down his chest. “Can’t you become like that fictional man Di keeps screaming for? The one who would fuck her till morning without stopping?”

Abhiman laughed softly, already closing his eyes. “Maybe next time, baby. For now… your di’s imaginary mafia lord can keep her company. We’ve got real life to enjoy.”

Outside, the apartment fell into a strange, charged silence .. Alisha unconscious and naked on her soaked bed, still whispering Vedansh’s name in her sleep, while Siya curled unhappily against abhiman, a unsatisfied sign on face.

The two sisters, so close yet so different, had never been more entangled in their own private storms of lust.

Continued to chapter 4

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