" I am a vir...gin..." said Meera biteing her lips into Randheer's ear.

Randheer stilled for a moment, his eyes widening with surprise before a slow smile spread across his face. He pulled back to look at me, his gaze tender. "Don't worry, Meera," he whispered. "We'll take it slow, make sure you're ready."

Rajveer looked up at me from between my thighs, his eyes dark with desire. He placed a gentle kiss on my inner thigh before sitting up. He reached out to caress my cheek, his thumb brushing away a strand of hair that had fallen into my eyes. "We'll make this special," he assured me, his voice thick with emotion.

Randheer's touch grew more urgent as he kissed me again, his hand sliding down to cup my ass, his fingers digging in as he pulled me closer. His other hand guided his cock to my entrance, the tip pressing against me, teasing me with what was to come. "Ready, Meera?" he murmured against my lips.

I nodded, my eyes wide with both excitement and nerves. He pushed in slowly, inch by inch, stretching me until I felt a slight pinch of pain. I gasped, and he paused, waiting for me to adjust. Then, with a gentle nod from me, he pushed all the way in, filling me completely. The sensation was unlike anything I had ever felt, a mix of pain and pleasure that had me trembling in his arms.

Rajveer watched us with a hunger in his eyes that was almost tangible. He leaned in to kiss me, his tongue slipping into my mouth as his hand found its way between us, creating circle motions as Randheer moved in and out of me. The feel of his hand on top of Randheer's cock was electrifying, the sensation of being filled while also feeling the connection between the two men was unlike anything I had ever experienced.

Randheer began to move, his strokes long and deep, his hips rocking into me with a steady rhythm that had me moaning into the kiss. I could feel my orgasm building again, the coil in my belly tightening with each thrust. Rajveer's hand on my clit was like a spark to kindling, and I could feel the flames licking at me, growing higher and higher.

Their combined touch was intoxicating, and I felt like I was losing myself in a sea of sensation. My nails dug into the bed as I tried to anchor myself, my breaths coming in ragged gasps. Randheer broke the kiss, his eyes searching mine for any signs of distress. Finding none, he began to move faster, his hips slapping against my ass with a steady rhythm that echoed through the room.

"Fuck, Meera," he groaned, his voice deep and guttural. "You're so tight, so wet. You're driving me crazy." His words only served to stoke the fire that burned within me, my pussy clenching around his cock with each thrust. The feeling of fullness was overwhelming, but the pleasure was too intense to deny.

Rajveer watched our union with an intensity that was almost painful to look at. His hand never stopped working me, his fingers dancing over my clit with a precision that had me teetering on the edge of a second orgasm. His thumb slipped down to my ass, circling the tight ring of muscle there, and I tensed at the unfamiliar sensation.

"Do you like that, Meera?" he whispered, his voice a dark promise.

I nodded, unable to form coherent words as the pleasure built within me. The pressure at my ass grew more insistent, and I felt a sudden slickness there. I realized with a shock that he had coated his thumb with my juices and was now pushing against me, breaching my tightest, most untouched part. The sensation was strange, but not entirely unpleasant.

"Fuck, Meera," he moaned against my skin, his breath hot on my neck. His thumb slipped past the barrier, and I gasped as a new wave of sensation washed over me. It was a strange mix of pain and pleasure, a feeling so intense that it was almost indescribable. My body tensed around Randheer's cock, and he stilled, his eyes locked on mine.

"Tell us, do you want us both?" Rajveer's voice was a seductive purr, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

"Yes," I moaned, my voice thick with desire. "I want you both, and I don't want you to be gentle."

The two brothers smirked at my words, a mischievous glint in their eyes that sent a shiver down my spine. They shared a knowing look, and I knew that they were about to show me a world of pleasure that I had only ever dared to imagine.

Randheer began to move again, his strokes growing more forceful as he claimed me. I moaned into Rajveer's mouth, my nails digging into Randheer's  back as I met him thrust for thrust. He was no longer the gentle lover from before, but a man consumed by desire, driven by his need to possess me completely.

Rajveer took this as his cue, his thumb working in tandem with Randheer's cock, pushing deeper into my pussy with each movement. The. Suddenly there was a change in position and I felt a sudden pain gripping me.

The pain was sharp and intense, but it only served to heighten the pleasure that was already threatening to overwhelm me. I could feel their combined touch inside me, stretching me in ways that seemed impossible, filling me with a fullness that was almost too much to bear.

Their rhythm grew more synchronized, their bodies moving in a dance that was beastly. My moans grew louder, my body responding to them in ways I never knew it could. Randheer's strokes grew faster, his grip on my hips tightening as he drove into me with a fervor that was almost frightening. The sound of our bodies coming together was a symphony of passion that seemed to fill the room, the headboard banging against the wall in time with our movements.

Rajveer's thumb retreated from my breast, and I felt the tip of his cock nudge against the tight ring of muscle. "Ready to take our first cum in both your holes ." he breathed in my ear, his voice a dark promise of what was to come.

"Fuck me, please, I fucking need you two. Your wife needs you. So FUCKING MUCH!!!" I begged, my voice high with need.

Randheer's eyes snapped to mine, his pupils dilated with lust. He pulled out of me, and without missing a beat, Rajveer took his place, his cock sliding into my soaking wet pussy with a groan. He was thicker than his brother, and the stretch was exquisite, almost painful, but I was beyond caring. All I knew was that I needed more.

"Fuck me harder," I screamed, my voice raw with need. "Yes, Please, I need it."

Rajveer's eyes darkened with lust as he took my plea as a challenge. He gripped my hips with a ferocity that left bruises, and he slammed into me, each stroke pushing me closer to the edge of insanity. His cock was like a battering ram, pummeling my pussy with a force that had me seeing stars. The sound of our bodies colliding filled the room, a cacophony of passion that was music to my ears.

But the real symphony began when Randheer shifted his attention to my ass. He coated his cock with my own juices, making it slick and shiny. I could feel the head of his cock nudging against me, pressing insistently, demanding entry. I took a deep breath and nodded, giving him the silent consent he needed. With a single, powerful thrust, he entered me, his cock stretching my tight hole wider than it had ever been before.

The pain was immediate and intense, a white-hot flame that seared through me. I screamed, my body bucking as he filled me completely, my inner walls clenching around his thick shaft. But as the initial shock gave way to a deeper, more profound feeling of fullness, I realized that it wasn't just pain I was feeling. There was pleasure there too, a dark and delicious kind of pleasure that was unlike anything I had ever experienced.

Randheer began to move, his hips rocking slowly as he claimed my ass in a rhythm that mirrored his brother's. The two of them moved together, a coordinated dance of lust that had me suspended between them, a delicate instrument of their desires. I could feel every inch of them, the way their cocks slid against each other inside me, the way they stretched and filled me beyond anything I had ever known.

My hands were fists in the bed sheets, my nails digging into the fabric as I took them both, my body a vessel for their pleasure. The pain had morphed into something else, a fiery need that burned through me, driving me higher and higher. I pulled Rajveer in a dominating kiss, eating his lips with an intensity that matched their thrusts, my tongue tangling with his as our bodies moved together. My movements just added more to the story."

The kiss was a battleground of passion and desire, our teeth clashing, our tongues dancing, our breaths mingling in a frantic race to the peak of ecstasy. His hands were on my breasts, squeezing and kneading them as he drove into me, the pleasure-pain of his thick cock in my ass sending bolts of lightning down my spine.

I reached back, my hand finding the base of Randheer's cock, feeling the slickness of our combined juices as he pumped into my ass. My other hand was in Rajveer's hair, pulling him closer, never breaking the kiss as I moved my hips in time with their thrusts. "Can you fulfill my wish?" I panted, the question hanging heavy in the air, my voice trembling with the effort of holding back my screams.

"What is it, Meera?" Randheer grunted, his hips pistoning into me without mercy.

"Take me to the beach," I begged, my voice breathless and shaky. "I want to feel the sand on my naked skin. Getting fucked by two husbands. Ah!!! That feeling."

Surprise and excitement flickered in their eyes, but without a word, they pulled out of me, their cocks slick with my arousal.

" Lets leave for our honeymoon then love. To fullfill your wishes and fantacy..."

They grabbed me by the hands and helped me off the bed, the cool air of the room hitting my hot skin like a slap. They led me to the bathroom, where a large sunken tub was filled with steaming water, scented with exotic oils that filled the air with the heady scent of jasmine and sandalwood. They helped me into the water, their strong hands gentle as they washed the sweat and arousal from my body. The feeling of their hands on me was soothing, almost tender, a stark contrast to the raw passion that had just consumed us.