Previous Part: Masi Delight – Part 2 (Sandwiched between 2 Dicks)
This is a fictional story written for entertainment purposes. All the characters are a part of the fictional world created by the author.
Trupti completed 6 months working in my organisation, and her performance was off the charts. She helped me close 3 of the biggest deals my old secretary struggled to close for 2 years. I have sent Trupti to more than 50 clients so far. The sexual relationship that she had built with them was applaudable.
She was involved in 5 orgies, of which one was the biggest of around 10 people. She also slept around with many of my female clients, and even their response was to lust for her. Trupti had become the sex ninja of my organisation. Many clients partnered with me mainly to experience the services of this whore.
To make her a bigger whore, I thought of another idea. Every time she would fuck my client, I would tattoo the name of that client on my maasi’s body. So far, there were 50 names written on her body. I made sure not to write anything on her boobs and above, but apart from that, her skin was an open diary.
I had turned Trupti into the perfect whore. She was earning almost 3 times her salary now just by incentives. Trupti ensured I fucked her every day, no matter how tired she was.
No matter how many dicks went inside her holes, her pussy would always get back in shape and become tight. It was a hereditary thing, is what she told me.
I also learned that Trupti used to fuck around during her college days for money. She never fucked more than 1 guy at a time. But she was involved with many guys for money. When she was married, she left all of this behind to become a simple wife to her husband. He later turned out to be the asshole.
Most of the time, Trupti worked from my home only. But whenever I took her into my office, I ensured she wore clothes like a whore. My employees enjoyed staring at her whenever I took her to my office.
My company building was located in the corporate park of the city. It was one of the tallest buildings in the area. My office cabin was the entire top floor which was easily more than 20,000 ft attached to a terrace.
Her place in my cabin was under the table between my legs. Whenever I met with my clients or the management staff, Trupti was instructed to give them a blowjob if they were men and suck the pussies in case of a female. And whenever we were alone, she licked my shaft.
She gulped down at least 8-9 loads minimum whenever we visited the office. I fucked her at least once on the terrace in the open area. Since it was the tallest of all buildings, I didn’t fear anyone watching our debauchery.
Trupti had also taken up the role of my maid at home. She cooked food in the kitchen and helped to keep the house clean. I enjoyed all of this.
After our sexual adventures with Vinay, Trupti had become a piss-whore. She would drink piss like water and never said no.
During the orgies, she made sure everyone emptied their bladders directly into her mouth after the session. She swallowed every drop that came out of their dicks or pussies.
One day, we were relaxing on the couch after our morning session. It was a Sunday morning, and the day had just started. Trupti’s daughter had gone out with her friends for the weekend. So she decided to spend the weekend fucking her nephew.
“So, maasi, tell me something, why did you always hate my mother?” I asked her
“Oh, it was just a sisterly feud. I knew about the sexual activities that went around at your company. Your mother was involved in it too. I always thought that your mother was turning into a whore,” Trupti said and smiled, looking at the irony now.
“And now you are the whore,” I said and kissed my maasi.
“Yeah, I wonder if Aarati would also join us. That way, you could complete your Package of Whore Sisters,” she said, and we laughed.
“Yeah, I wish to, but won’t you mind making out with your sister?” I asked her
“I don’t think so. Besides, she is not the real sister in any way. My father had an affair, and she is the product of that affair. She is technically my step-sister. That’s why we don’t bond much,” she replied, casually dropping the information as if I had been aware of it all my life.
I was shocked at this. My mother never told me this about Aarati maasi. I always thought she was her real sister. But now that Trupti had spilt the beans, I thought, why not also have a go at my step-maasi?
“Are you fucking kidding me?” I asked, still surprised
“What? You didn’t know?” Trupti asked as if I was aware of this.
“No,” I said loudly.
“I guess you were not that close to your parents then!” Trupti said and laughed.
I held her hair in response to show who the real boss was and pushed her away.
“Should I tell you one more secret?” Trupti said.
“Yes, go ahead,”
“Well, Gauri is Aarati’s stepdaughter. Aarati took that girl in when she was 2-years-old and raised her. She was the daughter of her ex-husband, who died after a year of marriage. And Gauri, who is 19 years old, has come out as bisexual now. Maybe you can involve Gauri in our debauchery first, and later on, her step-mom can join. I heard she is searching for a job. She will complete her graduation in the next 6 months.” Trupti dropped all of this information
It was too much for me. My family had so many secrets. However, Trupti had given me enough ideas now.
The rest of the day went on like always. A few weeks later, I took my maasi to my office for a meeting on a Friday. In my office, Trupti was giving me a blowjob under the table, and my client knocked on the door. I signalled Trupti to stay under the table and went to receive my client.
It was Adam. He was 45 years old, the CEO of a tech company and an old friend of my dad. We shook hands, and I greeted him into my cabin. As he entered, I saw a woman enter behind her, who was his ‘PERSONAL’ Secretary.
She wore a one-piece that displayed 70% of her boobs and ended just below her thighs, enough to cover her private parts. Her dress was sort of a transparent one and had some nets as well.
Her legs were covered in stockings, and she wore high heels. Her face had makeup and dark lipstick, dark enough to make her look like a whore.
I looked at her from bottom to top, and as soon as I saw her face, I got the shock of my life. It was Aarati, my maasi, Trupti’s elder sister. As soon as she saw me, her face went blank. I could see how embarrassed she was to appear this way in front of me.
I maintained my cool and invited her in as well. I didn’t want Adam to know that she was my relative. Adam sat on the chair, and Aarati knelt beside him. All the time, she looked at me with eyes full of shame. Trupti was still under the table and unaware of her sister. I wanted to give her the shock of her life.
“Your secretary looks like a perfect whore,” I complimented Adam. Aarati looked at me, calling her these names.
“Oh, you should try Aarati. She is a true-born whore. I met her at a party. As soon as my eyes landed on this slut, I knew she had a whore hidden inside her. So when I saw her again at the interview for this vacancy, I immediately recruited her. God, I don’t regret it. You know how it is for us in our circle. We need whores like this to run our organisation. I’m telling you, this whore can close any deals with the holes on her body,” Adam narrated.
“Oh definitely, I know her kind,” I replied as I stared at my maasi
“You would know it better. I’ve heard stories about your new secretary, where is she? I don’t see her around,” he inquired
As soon as he asked, Trupti came out from under the table. Both sisters’ eyes went wide when they spotted each other. But they were so professional that they didn’t even flinch. Their reactions were commendable.
“Slut Trupti, meet Slut Aarati,” I said and pushed Trupti’s head near her step-sister’s face.
Trupti and Aarati were trained enough to understand what I wanted them to do. Without saying a word, Aarati leaned and started kissing her sister’s lips. Trupti didn’t hold back, either. Both step-sisters were kissing each other as if they wanted this to happen.
After a few minutes of kissing, I separated them and made them sit on the couch. Adam and I discussed business as usual, which lasted for another hour. That’s when I struck a deal with him. I demanded Aarati and, in return, gave him a huge discount on one of our business deals.
Adam thought for a while and accepted the deal as it was something he couldn’t refuse. He knew he was getting old and could not keep up with Aarati’s sexual appetite.
I promised to send Aarati whenever he felt like fucking the brains out of her, which he gladly accepted. We shook hands and closed the deal. It was now time to announce this news to my sluts.
“Come here,” Adam ordered Aarati, and she quickly crawled towards him. Adam held her chin and kissed her passionately. He looked into her eyes and broke the news.
“From now onwards, you will serve your new Master, Mr Anay. He has bought you from me and will keep you as his slave. Make sure you obey him as you obeyed me, do you understand?”
Aarati looked surprised. But somewhere in her eyes, I could sense joy as well. Trupti must have told her about our adventures and how it feels to get fucked by your nephew.
“Okay, Sir,” Aarati broke her silence, “I’ll serve my new Master just like I served you. Thank you for everything,” she continued and crawled towards me.
“Not so fast, slut,” I said, “First, sign these papers” I gave her the same contract that I had given to Trupti.
Aarati signed without reading it and handed it back to me. I locked it away and called Trupti as well. The slut sisters knelt in front of us half-naked, waiting to be fucked like the whores that they were.
I called Aarati near me and grabbed her neck. I pulled her up and started kissing my slut, maasi. To my surprise, she kissed me back passionately as if she was waiting for this moment. She slid her tongue inside my mouth, which I happily sucked on.
Adam had also started making out with Trupti by now. We both made out with our sluts for the next few minutes. I then pushed my maasi between my legs, and she unbuckled my pants. As soon as she pulled down my trousers, my dick sprang and hit her face.
She was shocked looking at it as it was much longer and thicker than Adam’s. She held my cock in both of her fists and started shaking it. I grabbed the back of her head and pushed my monster in her mouth. She struggled at first but managed to take half of my dick in her throat.
I could feel her throat on my bulge. I fucked her mouth roughly for 10 minutes while Trupti was feasting on Adam’s balls. I then picked my Aarati maasi in my arms, and she immediately wrapped her legs around my waist. I lined my cock on her wet pussy.
With a push, I completely inserted my dick in my maasi’s cunt. Aarati let out a soft moan in ecstasy and arched her back. I held her in that position and started pumping her fuckhole. Aarati moaned the entire time my dick explored the depths of her cunt.
“You whore, what a great pussy you have there. It is pumping my cock so well. Let me show you how a whore is treated,” I kept abusing her the entire time I was destroying her cunt.
“Fuck me, Master, fuck this whore, treat me like a slut, your dick is going to make me cum so hard, fuck me,” Aarati moaned the entire time.
Adam was also not holding back. I constantly heard the sweet sound of slaps that Adam was throwing on my maasi’s face. He was fucking my Trupti maasi brutally, and she enjoyed it the entire time.
Our fuck-fest went on for the next hour. We fucked both our whores to our heart’s content. We double-penetrated Aarati and Trupti and even fucked their holes with 2 dicks at a time. Both of my whores came multiple times during our session.
In the end, I made both the sisters suck each other’s cunt until they squirted on each other’s faces. Adam and I even made them drink our piss which they happily swallowed down their throat.
Finally, we both made them kneel on came on their face, covering them completely with our white goo. They started eating the cum off each other’s faces and swallowed everything.
Adam wore his clothes and gave one last kiss to his ex-secretary, Aarati and left. As soon as the door closed, I turned at my Aarati maasi and exclaimed, “Maasi, what the fuck!”
“I know,” she replied
“Since when have you turned into a whore?” I asked Aarati maasi, who was still enjoying the aftertaste of our cum.
“It’s been almost a year now,” she replied
“Oh, we are going to have some fun,” Trupti pitched in
“That we will,” I said and spanked both my sluts
“But first, I want to know Aarati’s story,” I said.
“So, it started….”
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