My name is Rohan, and I’m 22 years old, living in a sprawling bungalow in Mumbai with my family. My mom, Sunita, is 45, a stunning woman with fair skin, long black hair, and a curvy figure that turns heads. Her full tits and round ass are still the talk of our neighborhood. My bhabhi, Neha, 28, is married to my older brother, who’s often away on business. She’s a bombshell with a toned body, perky tits, and a seductive smile. My sister, Priya, 20, is a college student with a slim frame, firm ass, and a playful, naughty streak. What happened one steamy night in our home was beyond my wildest fantasies—a family group sex session that brought us closer in ways I never imagined.
It was a humid Saturday night, and my brother was out of town for work. The house was quiet, with only the hum of the air conditioner breaking the silence. I was in my room, scrolling through my phone, when Priya burst in, wearing a tight tank top and shorts that barely covered her ass. “Rohan, I’m bored. Let’s do something fun,” she said, her eyes twinkling with mischief. Before I could respond, Mom walked in, her silk nightgown clinging to her curves. “What’s this about fun?” she asked, a playful smile on her lips. Neha followed, in a low-cut top and leggings, her tits practically spilling out. “Count me in,” she said, winking.
The four of us ended up in the living room, sipping wine that Neha had brought from the kitchen. The conversation started innocently—college, work, life—but the wine loosened our tongues. “Rohan, you’ve grown into such a handsome man,” Mom said, her hand resting on my thigh. My cock twitched at her touch, and I noticed Priya giggling. “Mom, don’t tease him,” she said, but her eyes were on my crotch. Neha leaned in, her perfume intoxicating. “He can handle a little teasing, can’t he?” she purred, her fingers brushing my arm.
The air grew heavy with tension. “Let’s play a game,” Priya suggested, pulling out a deck of cards. “Strip poker.” I raised an eyebrow, but Mom and Neha laughed, clearly intrigued. “Why not?” Mom said, her voice sultry. We sat in a circle on the plush carpet, the cards flying as clothes started coming off. Mom lost first, slipping off her nightgown to reveal a lacy black bra and panties. Her tits were massive, her nipples hard against the fabric. My cock was already straining in my boxers.
Neha was next, peeling off her top to show off her perky tits in a red bra. Priya, not to be outdone, lost her shorts, revealing a thong that left little to the imagination. Her shaved pussy was barely covered, and I couldn’t take my eyes off her. “Like what you see, bhai?” she teased, spreading her legs slightly. I swallowed hard, my cock throbbing. Mom noticed and smirked. “Looks like Rohan’s enjoying the game,” she said, her hand sliding higher up my thigh.
The game was forgotten as the tension snapped. Neha leaned over and kissed Mom, their lips locking in a slow, sensual dance. I watched, stunned, as their tongues tangled, Mom’s hands cupping Neha’s tits. Priya crawled to me, her eyes locked on mine. “I’ve wanted this for so long,” she whispered, kissing me deeply. Her lips were soft and eager, her tongue exploring my mouth as she straddled my lap. My hands grabbed her ass, squeezing her firm cheeks as she ground against my hard cock.
“Fuck, this is hot,” Neha said, breaking her kiss with Mom to watch us. She pulled off her bra, her tits bouncing free, and Mom followed, her massive tits swaying as she tossed her bra aside. “Rohan, come here,” Mom said, her voice commanding. I moved to her, my cock aching, and she pulled me into a kiss. Her lips were experienced, her tongue teasing mine as her hands roamed my chest. Priya was behind me, kissing my neck, her hands sliding into my boxers to stroke my cock. “It’s so big,” she moaned, her fingers wrapping around my thick shaft.
Neha joined us, pulling Priya into a kiss as they knelt on the carpet. Their tits pressed together, their hands exploring each other’s bodies. I watched, mesmerized, as Mom pushed me onto the couch and straddled me. “I want you, Rohan,” she said, her pussy hovering over my cock. She pulled her panties aside, revealing her wet, shaved pussy, and lowered herself onto me. “Oh, fuck,” I groaned as her tight pussy engulfed my cock, her walls squeezing me as she rode me. Her tits bounced in my face, and I sucked on her hard nipples, making her moan.
Priya and Neha were now on the floor, their panties gone. Neha was licking Priya’s pussy, her tongue flicking over Priya’s clit as Priya moaned loudly. “Oh, Neha, fuck, that’s so good,” Priya gasped, her hips bucking. Neha’s ass was in the air, her pussy glistening, and I couldn’t resist. I pulled out of Mom, my cock slick with her juices, and moved behind Neha. “Fuck me, Rohan,” she begged, and I slid my cock into her tight pussy. She screamed in pleasure, her pussy gripping me as I fucked her hard.
Mom wasn’t left out. She lay back on the couch, spreading her legs as Priya crawled to her. “Lick me, baby,” Mom said, and Priya buried her face in Mom’s pussy, her tongue lapping at Mom’s clit. “Oh, Priya, you’re so good,” Mom moaned, her hands gripping Priya’s hair. The sight of my sister eating out my mom while I fucked my bhabhi was surreal, my cock throbbing with every thrust.
We switched positions, our bodies a tangle of lust. I fucked Priya next, her slim body trembling as I entered her tight pussy. “Fuck, bhai, you’re so deep,” she moaned, her legs wrapped around me. Neha was on her knees, sucking Mom’s tits while fingering her pussy. “Sunita, your pussy is so wet,” Neha said, her fingers sliding in and out. Mom was in ecstasy, her moans filling the room as she came on Neha’s fingers.
I pulled out of Priya and moved to Neha, fucking her ass this time. Her tight hole resisted at first, but with some lube, I slid in, making her scream. “Oh, fuck, Rohan, fuck my ass,” she begged, her body shaking as I pounded her. Priya was now riding Mom’s face, her pussy grinding against Mom’s tongue as she moaned. “Mom, you’re making me cum,” Priya cried, her body convulsing as she orgasmed.
The night was a blur of pleasure. I fucked Mom again, her pussy milking my cock as she came. “Cum in me, Rohan,” she begged, and I did, my cock pulsing as I filled her with my cum. Neha and Priya were scissoring, their pussies rubbing together as they moaned and came. “Fuck, this is so hot,” Neha said, her tits bouncing as she fucked Priya’s pussy with her own.
We fucked for hours, our bodies insatiable. I fucked Priya’s ass, her tight hole gripping me as she screamed. Neha sucked my cock, her lips sliding over my shaft as Mom licked her pussy. Priya and Mom kissed, their tongues tangling as they fingered each other. Every combination, every position, every touch was electric, our bodies driven by pure lust.
Finally, exhausted, we collapsed on the couch, our bodies tangled together. “That was… unbelievable,” Priya said, her voice hoarse. “I’ve never felt so close to you all,” Neha added, her hand resting on Mom’s tit. Mom smiled, her eyes soft. “This is our family secret,” she said, kissing each of us. I nodded, my cock still twitching from the intensity. “No one can know,” I said, and we all agreed, our bond sealed by this night of forbidden pleasure.
The next morning, we acted like nothing had happened. Mom made breakfast, Neha helped, and Priya teased me about my messy hair. But our eyes carried the memory of that night, a silent promise of more to come. When my brother returned, we were the perfect family again, but behind closed doors, we knew we’d unlocked a new level of intimacy—a secret that made our family closer than ever.