This story is the continuation of the story, "Like a Sister," also published here.
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I couldn't believe that I had slept with Neysa! For days after we had sex all I could do was think of it. I would flashback to the way her eyes had turned from sweetness to naughty in mere seconds. I would replay her smile in the back of my mind as I imagined myself wrapped in the luxury of her arms. I remembered the way she breathed, heavily at first and then with shallow, rapid breaths that took my own breath away.
There was a lightness in my heart that had existed since I had fucked her, since I had taken control of her and fucked her hard and fast as she'd screamed. I had felt so many things for her from love to hate and everything in between. She hadn't flinched once. I had slapped her across the face and she had let me. She had taken the full force of my slap and my cock had never been harder. Neysa truly was the woman of my dreams. I loved her so much and wanted her to be the one that I one day married.
I know it sounds crazy since I'm still quite young but my dreams had always included Neysa and I couldn't imagine any dream without her in it. That was how sure I was about her as I approached her house that night with a dozen long-stemmed, red roses. Neysa was going to have to understand that I accepted her as she was. I knew she wasn't the innocent girl that I had originally pegged her for but that didn't matter one bit to me.
Neysa had already seen me arrive from her window and she opened the door, running outside to greet me. I opened my arms and lifted her up a bit as I had always done with her as we pretended to be brother and sister. Now, I wasn't sure what to call her or what to say. Should I call her sister as I always had or should I call her Neysa now? Would changing what I called her arouse suspicion?
"Anand!" She reached me and wrapped her arms around me, pulling me to her with all her might as I tried my best to raise the roses away from her body so she didn't smoosh them. I smiled sheepishly as my thoughts reverted to thoughts of Neysa's naked body against mine. I could feel her warmth as she moved closer. I knew that everything was okay between us. We could communicate well, or at least I thought we had been. After finding out she wanted a threesome and that she had sex with girls, I had been floored. Now I was starting to get a fuller picture and so far I liked what I saw.
"Neysa!" I followed suit, using her name since she had used mine. I would wait to see if she called me brother. It didn't feel right after our sexual encounter the week before. Our bodies paused as they came together and time seemed to stop. I felt the pure goodness inside of Neysa and I wanted to stay there with her in that moment forever. Unfortunately, moments tend to pass. That's why I grabbed her and kissed her right there in front of her house.
She pushed me away. "Anand, are you crazy? My family is inside! They will see you! You idiot!" she screamed but she was also giggling. I knew she wasn't really mad and so I followed her to the subway so we could head over to see Niary. We talked about her family, then mine and we danced carefully around the subject of our relationship. We didn't want to talk about it yet.
"There's something I need to tell you, Anand," Neysa's dark hair fell as she loosened her ponytail and then shook it free. It hit me right in the face but I wasn't offended. The scent of her hair was intoxicating. She had that effect on me. She was so effortlessly beautiful.
"What?"
"Niary's new boyfriend is going to be there too. Sorry, I didn't know until a few minutes ago."
"You could have told me before I got on the subway," I pretended to be annoyed and she smiled in recognition.
"Well, I'm sure you'll get along because he's actually someone you know."
"Wait. Someone I know?" I began to rummage through my memory, going over every human being I had ever met, scouring through all the worst possibilities but none of them could have prepared me for who it actually was.
"His name is Rafa."
"Not my Rafa?" I asked, my voice wavering a bit with emotions I was trying to repress.
"Yes, your Rafa. They just started dating," Neysa explained. "We don't have to do this."
"What exactly are we doing?" I asked, my heart pounding. I had been terrified before but now it was somehow worse. I had never felt this way about anyone before and to try and share Neysa was going to be difficult enough. Adding another guy in there was crazy by itself but when you added in the fact that it was Rafa, it was just too much. I didn't think I could go through with it.
Rafa was one of my cousins, but a distant cousin. Our family was so big that I had too many cousins to keep track of. Rafa was the kind of cousin that I had been proud to have in the family. He had trained as a boxer and became a celebrated champion. He had also been blessed with good looks that made women take notice. I considered myself a decent looking guy, but next to Rafa I would look a lot smaller and a lot shorter.
"We're having group sex. Don't worry. Nothing gay. You'll get to fuck two girls and watch us fuck."
At that moment, an old lady made a big production of being offended at having to hear us talk about fucking. She got up and moved to the other side of the bus and rolled her eyes. We went silent, waiting for our stop.
The hotel came into view on the horizon. My phone navigation gave me the kind of directions that get you lost a few times before you finally arrive. We were tired from our walk from the subway as we finally made our way to the correct room. I knocked on the door a few times as Neysa pulled off her walking shoes and slipped into her heels.
Niary came to the door wearing nothing but a sheer robe. I could see the outlines of each of her dark nipples through the fabric and my cock stiffened. She looked so slutty and like she really wanted sex. I loved women who enjoyed sex and watching Neysa's face when we had made love had told me everything I needed to know about her. She loved sex and that was the kind of wife I had been looking for.
"Anand, I've been waiting to get my hands on you," Niary cooed in that Indian sex kitten voice that made me go nuts. I wanted to fuck her instantly as well. I felt a bit conflicted. If I loved Neysa so much then how could I want to fuck Niary?
"Hi Anand, it's been too long," a male voice startled me.
