Extended family in Indonesia

Part 5

I felt a gentle tugging at my groin, a soft suction that pulled me from the depths of sleep. Blinking away the haze, I saw Sri on all fours beside me, her dark hair cascading over her shoulders as Azri pounded into her from behind. The room was dimly lit by the moonlight filtering through the curtains, casting shadows that danced across their entwined bodies.

"Join us," Sri breathed, her voice husky with desire. Her eyes met mine, smoldering with an intensity that left no room for hesitation. "Fuck my ass while Azri takes my pussy."

The invitation hung in the air, charged with anticipation. Without a word, I positioned myself behind her, my cock already hard and throbbing with need. I lined up with her entrance, feeling the tightness of her body as I pressed forward. With a slow, steady push, I breached her, eliciting a sharp intake of breath from both of us.

"Ah, yes!" Sri cried out, her body adjusting to the intrusion. "Just like that."

Azri grunted in rhythm with each thrust, his hips slapping against hers, creating a symphony of flesh on flesh. The sound filled the room, mingling with our heavy breaths and the occasional moan.

As I settled into a steady pace, Sri began to speak, her words flowing like molten honey. "Working with you and Zara... hearing her moans, imagining it was me... it made me so wet," she confessed, her voice trembling with vulnerability. "Thinking about this, about being filled by both of you, it pushed me over the edge every time."

Her words ignited a fire within me, fueling my thrusts. I watched as her body reacted to our dual penetration, her muscles clenching around us, drawing us deeper.

"Tell me more," I urged, my voice rough with desire.

Sri's laughter was throaty, almost feral. "Zara's pleasure, her sounds... they were like a drug to me. I craved them, needed them to feed my own desires."

Azri leaned forward, his hands gripping her shoulders tightly. "And now?" he asked, his voice thick with emotion.

"Now, I have everything I've ever wanted," Sri replied, her eyes closing briefly in bliss. "Being here, like this, with both of you inside me... it's beyond anything I could have imagined."

The intensity of the moment surged through us all. I felt the pressure building within me, the familiar coil tightening with each passing second. Sri's body writhed beneath us, her cries growing increasingly desperate.

"Harder," she begged, her voice cracking with urgency. "Please, harder!"

We complied, increasing our pace, driven by the primal need to satisfy her plea. The bed creaked under the force of our actions, the only other sound in the room.

"I'm close," Azri warned, his grip on Sri tightening.

"Me too," I admitted, feeling the crest approaching.

Sri's response was a wild, unrestrained laugh. "Then finish it! Let it all out!"

With one final, powerful thrust, I released, my seed spilling into her depths. Azri followed suit moments later, his body shuddering with the force of his climax.

Sri's body convulsed around us, her orgasm crashing over her like a tidal wave. We collapsed onto the bed, spent yet utterly fulfilled.

"Swallow it all," she whispered, her voice barely above a breath. "Every last drop."