<h2>Chapter 1: The Invitation</h2><p>The air in our luxurious penthouse was thick with unspoken tension as Hanna, my stunning wife of five years, poured a glass of deep red wine. Her piercing green eyes locked onto mine, a smirk playing on her full lips. She knew. She’d caught me stealing glances at her sisters, Soso and Sabrina, their curves a constant distraction at family gatherings. I thought I’d been discreet, but Hanna was no fool.</p><p>'Ahmed, darling,' she purred, her voice dripping with a mix of amusement and challenge, 'I’ve noticed how your eyes wander. Soso’s tight little skirt last week? Sabrina’s low-cut top at brunch? Don’t think I’m blind.'</p><p>I shifted uncomfortably on the leather couch, my throat dry despite the wine in my hand. 'Hanna, I—'</p><p>'Oh, save it,' she cut me off, her tone sharp but playful. 'I’m not mad. In fact, I’ve been thinking… why not invite them over? Let them see what they’ve been missing. Let them experience that huge cock of yours I’ve been raving about.'</p><p>My jaw dropped. Was she serious? Hanna leaned closer, her breath warm against my ear. 'I’m not the jealous type, Ahmed. I’m the type who gets what she wants. And I want to see you squirm while they drool over you.'</p><p>Before I could process her words, the doorbell chimed. Hanna’s smirk widened as she sauntered to the door, her hips swaying with purpose. Soso and Sabrina stepped in, their presence an instant jolt to my senses. Soso, with her fiery auburn hair and a dress that hugged every curve, shot me a knowing wink. Sabrina, cool and confident, her dark eyes scanning me like a predator, licked her lips subtly.</p><p>'Ladies,' Hanna greeted, her voice smooth as silk, 'Ahmed and I thought it was time for a little… family bonding. Care for a drink? Or perhaps something more… enticing?'</p><p>Soso laughed, a low, throaty sound. 'Hanna, you’ve always been the bold one. What exactly are you suggesting?'</p><p>'Oh, come now,' Sabrina interjected, stepping closer to me, her perfume intoxicating. 'Don’t play coy, Soso. We’ve all seen Ahmed’s hungry looks. I’m curious if he’s as impressive as Hanna claims. Are you up for the challenge, big boy?'</p><p>My heart raced, heat pooling in my core as I felt the weight of their gazes. Hanna returned to my side, her hand resting possessively on my thigh, inching dangerously close to the growing bulge in my pants. 'Well, Ahmed?' she teased, her fingers brushing against me, making me hard in an instant. 'Are you going to show them what you’ve got, or do I have to do all the work?'</p><p>Soso smirked, crossing her arms, pushing her chest out provocatively. 'I’m not here to watch, Hanna. If we’re doing this, I want a front-row seat—and maybe a taste.'</p><p>Sabrina’s eyes gleamed with mischief. 'Careful, Soso. I don’t share well. But I’m willing to make an exception… if Ahmed can handle us.'</p><p>The room buzzed with raw, electric energy. My pulse pounded as Hanna’s hand slid higher, her touch igniting a fire I couldn’t control. I was already aching, my cock straining against the fabric, desperate for release. The sisters moved closer, their confidence unshakable, their intentions clear. Hanna’s lips curved into a wicked smile as she whispered, 'Let’s see how long you last, darling.'</p><p>As Soso dropped to her knees in front of me, her eyes locked on mine with a fierce hunger, and Sabrina’s fingers began unbuttoning my shirt, I knew this night was about to explode into something wild, something forbidden. Hanna’s breath was hot on my neck, her voice a seductive growl. 'Don’t hold back, Ahmed. We’re all in now.'</p>
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