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Part 9/10

I had already watched plenty of men fuck my wife before Rohan.

I had sat in the corner while strangers stretched her open. I had jerked off while they came inside her. I had cleaned their cum out of her cunt with my tongue more times than I could count. Joining, watching, licking.. none of that was new.

But this was different.

This was my cousin.

Barely eighteen. Living in our spare room. Calling me Bhaaji and her Bhabhi.

The first night I came home and found her on all fours, something heavier settled in my chest. I cleaned him out of her while she told me everything..I swallowed every drop of my young cousin’s cum that night with my cock throbbing and my stomach tight.

After that it didn’t take long.

They started fucking regularly. Most days. I already knew how to watch, so I didn’t need to ease into it the way I had with the first few bulls years ago. I just… started looking.

At first I stayed in the living room and listened. The wet sound of him thrusting into her, her moans, the bed creaking. My hand would end up around my cock every time. Then the bedroom door started staying open. I would walk past and glance in. See my cousin’s slim body over my wife’s, see her legs spread or her ass raised, see his cock sliding in and out of the same cunt I had watched so many other men use. The difference was that this time the man using her was family. That made my cock harder and my chest tighter at the same time.

One evening I stopped walking past.

I stood in the doorway. Rohan had her on all fours, gripping her hips, pounding into her deep and steady. When he noticed me he didn’t stop. He just kept fucking her and said, voice rough,

“Come in, Bhaaji."

My wife looked back at me, eyes glassy, mouth open with every thrust. She didn’t tell him to stop. She just held my gaze while he used her.

I stepped inside, closed the door, sat in the chair, and pulled my cock out. I stroked while my cousin fucked my wife right in front of me. The wet, filthy sound of her cunt taking him filled the room. I watched every detail.. the way her pussy gripped his shaft, the cream building up on him, the way her ass jiggled every time he bottomed out. When she came she kept looking at me, body shaking, moaning louder because I was there. He finished a few minutes later with a low groan, burying himself deep and pumping her full. Thick cum leaked out of her the moment he pulled out.

He sat back against the headboard, still breathing hard, and watched while I moved in and licked his cum out of her. I sucked it out of her open hole and swallowed it while she stayed on all fours.

Then he went to shower, came back in shorts, said goodnight to both of us, and went to his room.

After that it became normal. Dirtier. Easier.

I would come home and find them already fucking, or about to start. I would sit in the chair, cock out, and watch my young cousin use my wife. He started talking dirty with time. Calling her randi/gasti..

She responded to every word. She got louder. She came harder. She started asking him to cum inside her while looking straight at me.

“Fill me… I want him to see it leaking out of me after…”

Sometimes I joined. I would feed her my cock while he fucked her from behind. Sometimes I would lick her ass while he was still inside her pussy. Most times I just watched and then cleaned her thoroughly afterward while he stayed in the room, talking casually, occasionally reaching over to push two fingers into her used cunt while I licked her.

It wasn’t only the bedroom.

I found them on the living room sofa more than once.. her bent over the arm, him thrusting into her from behind with the TV still on. Once I walked out of our room and saw her on her knees in his doorway, choking on his cock while he leaned against the frame and looked at me. He just rested a hand on her head and kept feeding it to her until he came down her throat. Another time I came home and found her against the kitchen counter again, one leg up, while he fucked her hard and deep. He finished inside her, pulled out, and went to get water while I cleaned her right there against the counter, tasting my cousin while the apartment still smelled of sex and dinner.

Over the next two years Rohan became our only regular. We deleted the dating apps. There was no need. He lived with us. He ate with us. He left his clothes in our laundry. He fell asleep in our bed some nights, one arm over my wife, his cock still wet from her. Sometimes I woke up to him already inside her again, fucking her slowly in the dark while she held my hand. I would just lie there and watch, or go back to sleep with the sound of them in my ears.

The jealousy never fully disappeared, but it stopped fighting the heat. Watching my own cousin take my wife.. hearing him call her Bhabhi while he filled her, cleaning his cum out of her while he sat there watching me do it, knowing she would go to him the moment she was in the mood.. all of it wired itself deeper into me than any of the strangers ever had.

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