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Filling Old Wounds

Part 3: The Breaking Point

[Section 15 of 17]

We’re both completely lost now. You lift me slightly, thrusting deep and hard as I cling to you, my pussy clenching violently around your throbbing cock. The pressure inside me coils tighter and tighter, ready to snap.

I watched you watch me watch him as he furiously rubbed his cock, straining from the effort of jerking off to my face. I saw the horror in your eyes as you probably realised what he was about to do to me. It turned me on. I smiled looking at him stand in front of me. That fool thought it was for his wiry frame, but only I knew because of whom I was really smiling.

You told me you used to picture me as your bride. It ignited something so deep inside me that it felt forbidden. Like it was a taboo. Like I was thinking of marrying my brother. Only, it wasn’t. It wasn’t, because every time that fool wanted to cover my face in his cum, I imagined myself dolled up for you as your bride. It was like a small tribute I **censored** to you as penance for your denial.

 

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#FettbOriginalSequel

Filling Old Wounds

Part 3: The Breaking Point

[Section 16 of 17]

My boyfriend groaned loudly and exploded — thick, hot ropes of cum splashing forcefully across my face, coating my lips, cheeks, chin, and tongue while you watched silently from the shadows. The humiliation was complete and devastating.

As the memory flushes my face, you too, pull out with a deep, guttural groan and erupt across my body — powerful, thick spurts of cum covering my heaving breasts, my belly, my natural bush, and dripping down my thighs in warm, messy streams. I scream in release as my orgasm crashes through me like a tidal wave, every muscle in my body shaking uncontrollably as waves of ecstasy rip through me, my pussy pulsing and fluttering even though you’re no longer inside me.

 

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Filling Old Wounds

Part 3: The Breaking Point

[Section 17 of 17]

The two climaxes — the deep shame and humiliation of the past and the redemptive, all-consuming pleasure of the present — blend together in my mind into one overwhelming, cathartic explosion. Tears mix with the mess on my face as I cling to you, body trembling violently.

We collapse together onto the wooden table, bodies slick, spent, and covered in each other. I pull you into a tight embrace, my cum-covered breasts pressed against your chest.

“I’m so sorry,” I whisper through tears, my voice raw and trembling. “For the beach that day… for the party… for every single time I turned away from you out of fear. I was a coward. But I’m not afraid anymore. This — us — is what I should have chosen years ago. You’ve finally filled all the old wounds.”

You hold me close as the loft falls quiet except for our ragged breathing. The golden light softens around our spent, messy bodies, offering a gentle promise of a new beginning.

I can feel the younger Avneet from the party looking at me now with a smile, proud of what we have accomplished today.

The old wounds are finally, truly filled.

Starring: Avneet Kaur

A #FettbOriginal Fantasy Sequel

 

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Salt, Sand and… Sanon?

Chapter 2: Drenched in Sin

[Section 16 of 16]

You kept stroking until the final, heavy spurts landed across her perfect ass and lower back as she turned for you. She stayed there for a long moment, letting you admire the filthy masterpiece you had created on her body.

Then she straightened up, twisted her wet hair, and pulled you into a deep, spit-slick kiss, your mixed fluids still coating both of you.

K: “This is everything I’ve wanted… You, me, completely filthy and completely in love. I can’t wait to go home and tell Nupur about the role. She’s going to be so happy for us.”

You held her close, hearts beating together, the subtle promise of more adventures lingering in the warm evening air as the waves gently washed over your feet.

Starring: Kriti Sanon

A #FettbOriginal Fantasy

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Salt, Sand and… Sanon?

Chapter 2: Drenched in Infidelity

 

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Salt, Sand and… Sanon?

Chapter 2: Drenched in Infidelity

[Section 1 of 15]

The morning after was quiet, almost deceptively peaceful.

Sunlight filtered softly through the curtains of Kriti’s luxurious bedroom. You lay beside her, her warm, naked body curled against yours, one leg draped possessively over your thigh. Her breathing was slow and deep, a small, satisfied smile still lingering on her lips even in sleep. Yesterday had been overwhelming in the most beautiful way — the incredible news about Cocktail 2, the playful run along the beach, and hours of raw, loving, filthy sex at sunset.

 

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Salt, Sand and… Sanon?

Chapter 2: Drenched in Infidelity

[Section 2 of 15]

She had fallen asleep quickly in your arms last night, whispering how happy she was that you were finally hers.

You, however, had barely slept.

Every time you closed your eyes, memories flooded in: Kriti’s face covered in your cum, the taste of her golden elixir on your tongue, the way she had looked at you with pure love and devotion as she whispered “I love us.” The connection you shared with her was real, profound, and stronger than anything you had ever felt. She wasn’t just your fantasy anymore. She was your everything — your future, your home, your soulmate.

 

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Salt, Sand and… Sanon?

Chapter 2: Drenched in Infidelity

[Section 3 of 15]

And yet, a dangerous restlessness stirred inside you.

You carefully slipped out of bed, trying not to disturb her. Pulling on a pair of loose shorts, you stepped onto the private balcony overlooking the beach. The morning air was fresh, the ocean calm under the rising sun. You stared at the water, trying to quiet the conflicting emotions.

That was when you noticed her.

Nupur Sanon lazed near the water’s edge in a simple white top, soaked wet with cold water as dawn began breaking behind her. The wet fabric clung to her curvy body, glowing against her tanned skin, accentuating every single curve of her almost perfect body. She looked stunning — a slightly younger, equally captivating version of her sister, with a softer, more voluptuous figure. As if sensing your gaze, she looked up toward the balcony. Her eyes met yours, and a small, knowing smile curved her lips.

Your heart hammered. You should go back inside. You should wrap yourself around Kriti and push this out of your mind.

Instead, your feet carried you down the private stairs toward the beach.

Nupur waited for you, the gentle morning waves lapping at her feet as she discarded the top and came onto all fours, crawling towards you slowly with a mischievous smile on her.

 

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Salt, Sand and… Sanon?

Chapter 2: Drenched in Infidelity

[Section 4 of 15]

Nupur: “Good morning… Jij.”

The word hit you like electricity. She said it so sweetly, so naturally, as if she had already accepted you into the family.

You: “Nupur… you shouldn’t be calling me that.”

She crawled closer, her eyes sparkling with mischief and something deeper.

Nupur: “Why not? My sister is clearly head over heels for you. I saw everything yesterday. It was beautiful.” She paused, biting her lip. “But I’ve wanted you for a long time too. Ever since you moved into the building. I used to watch you… just like Kriti didi.”

Guilt crashed over you. This was wrong on every level. Kriti was sleeping just upstairs, trusting you completely. You loved her with everything you had.

But Nupur closed the remaining distance, her body brushing against yours as she stretched upwards in pretend indifference, offering you a glimpse of what you’re potentially missing out on.

Nupur: “I’m not trying to steal you from her. She’s my sister and I love her. I just… I want to feel what she feels. Just once. Please, Jij.”

 

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Salt, Sand and… Sanon?

Chapter 2: Drenched in Infidelity

[Section 5 of 15]

The conflict tore at you. Your mind screamed to stop. Your body, however, betrayed you.

You pulled her into a hungry kiss. She tasted different from Kriti — slightly sweeter, more playful — but the forbidden nature of it made your head spin. Nupur moaned softly into your mouth, her hands sliding up your chest.

You led her further down the beach to a secluded cove protected by rocks. The sand was still cool. Nupur stood before you, beautiful and trembling with anticipation.

You reached out and slowly untied her bikini top. It fell away, revealing her full, heavy, voluptuous breasts. They were noticeably thicker and softer than Kriti’s — large, pendulous orbs that swayed gently with her breathing, capped with wide, dark nipples already stiff in the morning breeze.

You cupped them reverently, feeling their substantial weight spill between your fingers. They were incredibly soft yet firm, the kind of breasts that begged to be squeezed, sucked, and covered in cum.

 

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Salt, Sand and… Sanon?

Chapter 2: Drenched in Infidelity

[Section 6 of 15]

You slid her bikini bottoms down her curvaceous legs, leaving her completely naked. Her body was a little thicker than Kriti’s — wider hips, a soft, fertile-looking tummy, and a plush, juicy ass that jiggled slightly as she shifted.

You laid her down gently on the cool sand. For long minutes you worshipped her — kissing down her neck, sucking greedily on those heavy breasts, taking as much soft flesh into your mouth as possible while your tongue flicked her nipples. Nupur arched and moaned, fingers tangled in your hair.

Nupur: “Yes… suck on them harder, Jij… They’re bigger than didi’s, aren’t they?”

The words sent a fresh wave of guilt through you, but it only made your cock throb harder. You loved every inch of her body — the way her thicker thighs felt wrapped around you, the softness of her belly against your abs, the way her heavy tits bounced when you moved.