That night, after Noor shyly nodded and agreed, Sadab didn't waste any time.
He kept his arm tightly around her waist and gently guided her towards the big bed where Sabiha and I were already sitting. Noor's steps were hesitant, her head lowered, cheeks burning red with embarrassment. She kept glancing at me and Sabiha, as if seeking permission or reassurance, but we both stayed silent.
Sadab made her stand right in front of us. "Don't be shy, Noor," he said softly, his voice full of confidence. "Your baji Ishrat and Sabiha are here. They know everything. They will watch and make sure you feel comfortable."
He slowly removed her dupatta first, letting it fall on the floor. Then his fingers went to the knots of her salwar. He untied them one by one. The salwar loosened and slid down her smooth, fair legs, pooling at her ankles. Noor stepped out of it nervously, now standing only in her light green kameez and white leggings underneath. Her hands instinctively moved to cover her front.
Sadab smiled and pulled her kameez upwards. Noor raised her arms obediently, though she was trembling. As the kameez came off, her young, beautiful body was revealed — a white lacy bra holding her firm, round C-cup breasts, and matching white panties that hugged her curvy hips. Her waist was slim, her stomach flat, and her thighs soft and smooth. She looked even more innocent and untouched than I had at her age.
Noor tried to cover her breasts and between her legs with her hands, her face completely red. "Bhaiya… please… I feel so shy…" she whispered.
Sadab gently but firmly moved her hands away. "Let me see you properly," he said. He unhooked her bra from behind. Her breasts bounced free — perky, with light brown nipples already slightly hardened from nervousness and excitement. Then he hooked his fingers into her panties and slowly pulled them down. Noor's smooth, shaved pussy came into view — puffy outer lips, a tiny slit, and a hint of wetness already forming despite her shyness.
She was now completely naked in front of all three of us.
Sadab quickly removed his own clothes. His thick cock sprang out, hard and throbbing, the head already glistening. Noor's eyes widened when she saw it. She bit her lower lip hard, looking scared but unable to look away.
He laid her down on the bed gently, right between me and Sabiha. I could see her chest rising and falling rapidly. Sadab climbed on top of her, kissing her neck, then her breasts, sucking on her nipples until she let out soft, involuntary moans. His hand went between her legs, fingers gently rubbing her clit and sliding along her wet slit.
"You're already wet, Noor," he whispered. "Your body knows what it wants even if you're shy."
He positioned the thick head of his cock at her virgin entrance. Noor looked at me with nervous eyes. I just watched silently.
Sadab pushed forward slowly. Noor gasped loudly as her tight pussy stretched around his girth. "Ahhh… Bhaiya… it hurts…" she cried, her hands gripping the bedsheet. A small trickle of blood appeared as he broke her virginity, sinking deeper and deeper until he was fully buried inside her young, untouched cunt.
He started moving — slow, deep thrusts at first. Noor's painful gasps gradually turned into soft moans. Her shyness began to melt away with every stroke. Her hips started lifting slightly to meet him. "Uhh… ohh… Sadab bhaiya…" she moaned, her voice becoming sweeter and needier.
Sadab fucked her harder, his balls slapping against her ass. He leaned down and kissed her passionately on the lips while pounding her. Within minutes, he groaned loudly and came deep inside her — flooding her womb with thick, hot spurts of his cum, without any protection.
Noor shivered and came for the first time in her life, her pussy clenching around his cock as he filled her completely.
That was only the first round.
Sadab fucked Noor three more times that night — once in missionary while she moaned loudly, once with her on top (where she shyly learned to ride him), and finally from behind, holding her hips as he slammed into her freshly deflowered pussy.
Every single time he came inside her, pumping load after load of his sperm deep into her fertile young womb.
When he finally pulled out, Noor's pussy was red, swollen, and overflowing with his cum. She lay there panting, completely exhausted, her body marked with love bites and her face glowing with a mix of shame and satisfaction.
Sadab kissed her forehead and whispered, "Now you know the practical way a woman gets pregnant, Noor. And soon… you will give birth to my child too."
I sat there watching everything, my heart heavy.
My innocent 18-year-old cousin had just been fucked raw and bred by my husband on her very first time — right in front of me and Sabiha.
And from the way she had moaned his name and let him cum inside her again and again… it was clear she had already started falling.
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For the next two weeks while Noor and Khala stayed with us, Sadab went completely wild.
Every single night, after the children were asleep and Khala was resting in the guest room, Sadab would take Noor to our bedroom. He fucked her senseless for hours. He would strip her naked, spread her legs wide, and pound her tight young pussy raw — deep, hard, and without any condom. Noor's shy moans quickly turned into loud, desperate cries of pleasure. He took her in every position: missionary while sucking her breasts, doggy style while slapping her ass, and even making her ride him until her legs shook.
He fucked me and Sabiha too during those nights, but only together with Noor. He would fuck our pussies or asses for a while, but he always pulled out and saved his load for Noor. Every single time he was about to cum, he would push back deep inside Noor's fertile cunt and release thick ropes of his hot sperm straight into her womb. Night after night he filled her again and again — sometimes three or four loads in one session. By the end of each night, Noor's pussy would be swollen, red, and leaking his cum down her thighs.
During the day, Noor tried to act normal in front of Khala, but it was obvious something was different. She looked unusually happy and glowing, smiling for no reason. She also started walking weirdly — legs slightly apart, a little limp, wincing whenever she sat down because her pussy and inner thighs were constantly sore from Sadab's rough fucking. Khala noticed but didn't understand. She would ask, "Noor beta, why are you walking like that? Are you hurt?" Noor would just blush deeply and mumble, "Nothing, Ammi… just tired from playing with the kids."
Khala never suspected the truth.
Then the day came when Khala and Noor had to leave.
Noor stood at the door with tears in her eyes, hugging me and Sabiha tightly while crying softly. She looked at Sadab with a mixture of love, sadness, and longing.
Sadab stepped close, wiped her tears gently, and said in a low voice so only we could hear, "Don't worry, Noor. I will come to Kanpur to meet you very soon. And since you are not pregnant yet… I will not leave you until I make you pregnant and you give birth to my child. Understand?"
Noor blushed hard even through her tears, nodded shyly, and whispered, "Yes… Bhaiya."
She gave him one last longing look before she and Khala finally left.
After they were gone, the house felt strangely quiet again.
Sadab turned to me and Sabiha with a satisfied smile. "She's going to carry my baby soon," he said casually, as if it was the most normal thing in the world.
I stood there silently, holding my two children, watching my husband already planning to impregnate my young cousin.
Two weeks of nonstop raw fucking had clearly changed Noor. She had gone from an innocent 18-year-old to a girl who was now addicted to Sadab's cock and his cum.
And Sadab had made his promise clear — he would keep fucking her until her belly swelled with his child, just like he had done to me and Sabiha.
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For the next few months, our visits to Kanpur became very frequent.
Almost every month, Sadab would make some excuse — "Noor's exams are coming, let's help her with studies," or "Khala invited us for a family function" — and we would all go together: me, Sabiha, the four children, and Sadab. Khala was happy to see us so often and never suspected anything. She thought we were just being a close, caring family.
But the real reason was always Noor.
As soon as we reached Kanpur and the children were asleep or busy playing, Sadab would find a way to call Noor to "our room" (the guest room we stayed in). He would lock the door and fuck her senseless for hours, just like he did when she stayed with us in Lucknow.
He took her raw every single time — no condom, no pulling out. He would strip her completely, spread her legs wide on the bed, and pound her young pussy deep and hard while I and Sabiha sat or lay nearby, watching or sometimes joining when he wanted all three of us together. Noor had completely changed in one year. The shy, innocent girl was gone. Now she moaned loudly, begged him to fuck her harder, and eagerly opened her legs whenever he wanted. She had become addicted to his cock.
Sadab fucked her in every position — missionary while sucking her breasts, doggy style while pulling her long hair, riding position where she bounced on him like a desperate slut, and even standing against the wall when we had less time. He always finished inside her, flooding her womb with load after load of his thick, hot cum. Many nights he came inside her three or four times.
Sometimes, when he was extra horny, he would fuck me or Sabiha's ass first, then switch back to Noor's tight pussy to release his sperm. Noor's belly never swelled during those months, but Sadab was determined. He kept saying, "One day soon, she will get pregnant with my child."
One full year passed like this.
We travelled between Lucknow and Kanpur again and again. Sadab kept visiting Noor regularly, fucking her raw whenever he got the chance. Noor had finished her studies and was now 19, even more beautiful, with a body that had become slightly curvier from all the secret sex. She had started wearing tighter clothes when we came, clearly wanting to look good for Sadab.
During one of our visits, after a particularly long and rough night where Sadab had fucked Noor four times and filled her completely, she lay panting in his arms, cum leaking from her swollen pussy.
She looked at him with loving, needy eyes and whispered, "Bhaiya… when will I get pregnant? I want to have your baby too… just like Ishrat baji and Sabiha baji."
Sadab smiled, kissed her deeply, and replied, "Soon, Noor. I won't stop until your belly is big with my child."
I sat on the side of the bed, watching my cousin sister beg my husband to impregnate her, while my own two children slept in the next room.
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Exactly one month after our last intense visit to Kanpur, Noor called me in tears of joy.
"Baji… I missed my period. I took the test… it's positive. I'm pregnant with Sadab's baby."
My heart sank and fluttered at the same time. Sadab had finally done it. After fucking her raw for over a year during all those secret visits, he had successfully impregnated my 19-year-old cousin.
The news spread quickly in a very messy way.
Khala found out when she noticed Noor vomiting every morning and looking unusually tired and glowing. When she confronted her, Noor broke down crying and confessed everything — how Sadab had been coming to her room during our visits, how he had taken her virginity, how he had been fucking her almost every night without protection, and how she had willingly let him cum inside her again and again because she had fallen in love with him.
Khala was shocked, furious, and heartbroken. She shouted, cried, and slapped Noor several times. But when the reality sank in — her youngest daughter was pregnant and there was no way to hide it — she had no choice but to call our mother.
The families talked secretly for days. Once again, just like what happened with me and then Sabiha, everyone agreed that the only respectable solution was marriage. Noor's wedding with Sadab was arranged quietly and quickly in Kanpur itself, with only close family members attending.
The nikah was simple. Noor looked beautiful in a red bridal lehenga, her belly still flat but already carrying Sadab's third child. Sadab looked proud as he tied the mangalsutra around her neck and applied sindoor in her hair. Now, officially and religiously, Sadab had three wives — me, Sabiha, and Noor.
After the wedding, Noor moved to Lucknow with us permanently.
Our house, which was already crowded with four children, became even more chaotic and complicated. Now there were three women sharing one husband under the same roof.
Sadab was overjoyed. On the very first night after Noor's wedding, he took all three of us together in the big bedroom. He fucked me and Sabiha in our asses first, then turned to his new young bride. He made Noor lie on her back, spread her legs wide, and fucked her pregnant pussy raw and deep while we watched. He came inside her with a loud groan, filling her already pregnant womb once again.
From that day, the pattern continued.
Sadab now had three women to satisfy him — me and Sabiha (who were on safe sex or anal only), and Noor (who was newly pregnant and still allowed raw vaginal sex). He would rotate between us almost every night, but he especially loved fucking Noor because she was the youngest, tightest, and most eager.
Noor's pregnancy progressed smoothly. Her belly started showing after a few months, and she glowed with the same happiness I once had. She would often rest her head on Sadab's chest at night and whisper, "Thank you for making me a mother, Bhaiya."
I am Ishrat — the first wife, mother of two, and now one of three women living together as Sadab's wives.
Our secret family had grown again. Three sisters sharing the same man, raising his children together, and letting him use our bodies however he wanted.
This is the end in my story.
Currently, now I and Sabiha have two children, but Noor given birth to three child. But now, even he didn't want to make us pregnant. Since raising the child was also his duty.
And I have a single regret, why did the fuck I allowed my sister, and cousin in my life to share my husband. But again, when I watched their faces, except of secretly being jealous can't do anything.