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A Sister's Surrender

by @rapidkite

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~3 min read

After discovering Sandhya’s husband is cheating, Priya and Vishaal invite her to their beachfront bungalow. Over wine, they coax her into a skimpy thong bikini, then seduce her in the secluded evening water—Vishaal fucks her while Priya fingers her, stripping the bikini off. That night, Priya double-penetrates Sandhya with a strap-on while Vishaal swaps between her cunt and ass; in the morning, she cries with remorse until they show proof of Arvin’s infidelity, then fuck her one last time before she leaves.

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MEET THE CHARACTERS

Vishaal Sharma

A 32-year-old architect with a swimmer's build and sun-bronzed skin that speaks of coastal weekends. His eyes are the color of dark honey, warm and knowing, and his hands are callused from years of drafting and building—hands that know exactly where to touch. There's a calm, patient hunger in the way he watches, a man who plans his pleasures and waits for the right moment to claim them.

Priya Sharma

Vishaal's wife, a 30-year-old yoga instructor with a dancer's grace and a mischievous glint in her dark eyes. Her hair is a cascade of jet-black waves that fall past her shoulders, and her skin is warm olive, still damp from the water. She moves like she owns every room she enters—and every person in it, if she wants them.

Sandhya Patel

A 28-year-old graphic designer with a soft, curvy body she's learned to hide beneath loose clothing and shy smiles. Her hair is chestnut brown, falling in loose waves to her mid-back, and her eyes are large and doe-like, the color of warm tea. She carries herself like someone who's been overlooked too long—until tonight, when she's seen for the first time.

Vimmi

Priya's younger sister. Total Slut. Loves fucking her brother in law

EXPLORE CHAPTERS

Wine and Water

Sandhya stood in the guest room, the thong bikini weightless in her hands. The fabric was barely there—triangles of red that would cover nothing, a string that would disappear between her cheeks. She heard them laughing by the pool, Vishaal's low rumble and Priya's bright peal. Her stomach tightened. She'd said yes to the weekend, yes to the wine, yes to the swim. This was the last yes she could take back. Her thighs pressed together as she imagined his eyes on her in this thing. She stepped into the bottoms anyway.

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