The clock on the nightstand glowed 2:17 AM, a constant humming across Priya's bedroom. She stirred in her sleep, the silk sheets clinging to her sweat-dampened skin from the humid midnight air. A grunting sound echoed from down the hall, accompanied by muffled gasps and whispers that pulled her from her dreams. Priya's eyes fluttered open, her heart quickening. Arjun was away on business, leaving the house quiet—too quiet for these sounds.
Curiosity mixed with a forbidden thrill as she slipped out of bed, her nightie riding up her thighs. Barefoot, she padded toward the noise, the wooden floor cool under her feet. The sounds grew louder: wet slaps, breathy moans, a woman's plea for more. It came from Vikram's room, her devar's room at the end of the corridor.
Priya hesitated at the door, ajar just enough to peek through. Moonlight filtered in, illuminating the scene on the bed. Meera, the young neighbor with her wild curls and toned body, was bent over on all fours, her skirt hiked up, panties around her ankles. Vikram knelt behind her, his muscular frame glistening with sweat, his thick cock plunging into her with steady, deep strokes. Meera's face was buried in the pillow, but her cries escaped: 'Yes, Vikram! Fuck my ass harder! Stretch it wide!'
Priya's breath caught, her pussy clenching involuntarily at the sight. Vikram's shaft, veined and rigid, pulled out almost fully before slamming back in, making Meera's cheeks jiggle. He looked up, spotting Priya in the doorway, his eyes locking onto hers. Instead of stopping, he grinned wickedly and gripped Meera's hips tighter, pounding faster. The bedframe banged against the wall.

"Oh god, yes! Deeper in my tight ass! Make me your slut!", Meera screamed rising.
Priya should have turned away, scandalized, but her feet wouldn't move. Heat pooled between her legs, her nipples hardening against the thin fabric of her nightie. Vikram's gaze held her, challenging, as he railed Meera mercilessly.

"You like watching, bhabhi?", he growled low, his voice carrying over Meera's moans.

"Come closer. Join us. This cock is a dream— it'll make you cry from how good it feels", he added.
Meera twisted her head, spotting Priya, her eyes glazed with lust. She didn't stop grinding back against Vikram.

"Bhabhi... oh fuck... he's right. His dick owns you once it starts. Come taste it with me", she rotated her hips clenching on him lekaing profusely.
Priya's cheeks burned, but the seduction in their words tugged at her. She stepped inside, the door clicking shut behind her. Vikram pulled out of Meera's ass with a wet pop, his cock slick and throbbing, standing proud. Meera crawled toward Priya, her hands reaching out.

"Let me show you, bhabhi. Your tits look so full— I want to suck them while he eats your pussy"
Before Priya could protest, Meera tugged down the front of her nightie, freeing her heavy breasts. The cool air made her gasp, but Meera latched on immediately, her mouth closing around one nipple, sucking hard while her tongue swirled.