Collecting Evidence And More

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Shrut’is elder sister’s wedding was quite a grand. It was an arranged marriage. Arjun, the groom, lived in Canada and would be flying down for the wedding. The couple got to know each other through video calls.

Shruti had only seen her Jiju’s pictures that her sister showed her and considered her sister lucky to have landed such a handsome and well to do match.

The first time she saw Arjun was when the baraat (groom’s procession) arrived at the wedding venue. ‘Fuck,’ she thought ‘he is a gorgeous specimen of the male species.’

Didi sure is a lucky girl. She teased her sister about her husband’s looks, built and the alpha-male way he carried himself. Arjun was easy to get along with, well mannered and respectful of the elders, appropriately flirtatious with the bride’s friends and was an instant hit with everyone.

The wedding itself was a lavish 7-day affair, the way many North Indian weddings of the rich and famous are.

The newly wed couple left for their honeymoon in Hawaii the night of their marriage. The plan was to head off to her new home in Canada after the honeymoon.

So, it came as a surprise when she answered her sister’s call in the early morning on day four of the honeymoon. Instinctively, hearing her sister’s voice, Shruti put the call on speakerphone so her parents also hear and could talk with her.

To hear her sobbing uncontrollably on the call had all of them worried.

Her dad, in particular, was livid and wanted to know what had happened. She didn’t share much by way of what had happened, but kept saying she couldn’t stay married to the animal Arjun turned out to be and needed to return home.

Her dad didn’t hesitate at all when he asked her to board the next flight home. All of them were at the airport to receive her. Outwardly, she seemed normal. There were no visible signs of abuse or violence. And yet, her normally smiling and vocal sister was subdued and hardly spoke on the drive home.

She wouldn’t share any details with her parents. Shruti volunteered to talk to her privately hoping her sister would be more forthcoming without her parents around.

All she would share even in private was that Arjun was an animal. He treated her body like it was meat to be fucked, over and over, with no concern for whether she was tired or even wanted sex.

“I can’t spend my life with that animal Shru,” she said crying uncontrollably. She made her promise that she wouldn’t share the few details she had shared with her parents. It’s not the kind of thing she felt comfortable sharing with her parents. Their dad had absolutely no hesitation in telling his daughter that she didn’t have to go to Canada if she didn’t want to.

“I will deal with this,” he said, “we will make sure that the marriage is either annulled or get you a divorce.”

But that wasn’t so simple. Arjun didn’t want a divorce and said it was already humiliating enough that his wife had ‘left’ him in less than a week of marriage and he wasn’t going to let them humiliate him or his family any more.

His parents, unsurprisingly, were on his side and refused to relent or even talk to Arjun about granting the divorce. A couple weeks had passed and negotiate a divorce was getting nowhere.

Her sister was hysterical when her dad told her that Arjun was coming to India to discuss things through. He claimed there was clearly some misunderstanding and he was coming to clear the air and take his bride home with him.

“I will die Shru,” she said hyperventilating once their father left the sisters alone in the room, “I can’t go with him.”

“Didi,” Shruti said holding her sister close, “what has he done exactly? You say he doesn’t beat you or mistreat you in any way. All I know is that sex with him is not quite love making, but animal-like. Is that really so bad? Maybe you will get used to it and even enjoy it with time.”

“You don’t understand Shru,” her sister said, the dam finally breaking, “it’s so much worse than that.”

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The 4-day honeymoon…

Once she started talking about the four-day honeymoon, the details flowed.

It wasn’t so much ‘how’ he preferred his sex as ‘how much’ sex he expected from her.

“The first time we did it, I was actually flattered at how turned on he was. I had five orgasms before he even put his monster cock inside me. He was so vigorous with his hands and mouth that I was rocked by orgasm after orgasm.

“When he put it in, he didn’t care that I was a virgin or that it hurt. He fucked me mercilessly for close to fifteen minutes before shooting his load inside me. I expected that to be the end of the ordeal, but he was only getting started. His cock didn’t limp even a little bit as he kept fucking me even after he had cum. Over the next hour, he came three more times — twice back to back inside my pussy before fucking my ass just as mercilessly.

“His cock finally went limp after he had cum four times in two hours and I got a couple hours respite before he was ready to go again. During the three days, all he did was fuck me, day and night leaving load after load of his sperm inside my pussy, mouth, ass or all over my body — depending on his mood. I passed out multiple times every single day from exhaustion. I can’t live a life like that — with an animal like that. You just can’t let them take me away. I will die Shru.”

Knowing her sister, Shruti realized what a mismatch the marriage was. Sexual compatibility in a relationship is as important as any other and this was as incompatible a couple as any could have been.

The two sisters were as opposite as could have been. Her elder sister was the responsible one, a bookworm, introverted, conservative and traditional. She was still a virgin when she got married.

Shruti on the other hand was carefree, extroverted, the life of a party and a party girl with a high sex drive and a willingness to explore her sexuality. She had started exploring her sexuality soon after her 18th birthday and had tried and rejected more partners in bed than her years by the time her sister got married.

Between the two sisters, Shruti was more likely to enjoy being married to a sexually insatiable guy than her sister.

She consoled her sister promising her that neither she nor her parents would let her go to a life of suffering and would do everything in that power to make sure she got a divorce and stayed with them.

The promise though, seemed to be getting more and more difficult to keep as time passed. Arjun had now been in India for close to a month and wasn’t relenting.

The lawyers they consulted said that they would fight the case in court, but the case wasn’t really strong. Arjun hadn’t don’t anything illegal that they could prove. They needed proof of wrongdoing if they were going to go to court and fight a battle.

Without proof of wrongdoing or illegal activity, they could delay and drag the case in court till Arjun lost interest or felt the battle wasn’t worth fighting. However, it would be an expensive battle with no guarantees that they would eventually win the case.

Her father had spent most of his life’s savings on the lavish wedding for his daughter. In fact, they were deep in debt and couldn’t really afford an expensive court case.

As time passed, desperation grew as options started dwindling. Arjun’s lawyer’s had already filed a case for wrongful abandonment of marriage and with each passing day, it looked like they would win.

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The plan to turn the case…

Shruti’s idea was a radical and her sister’s first reaction was of revulsion. Arguments like, it’s not safe Shru, you shouldn’t have to suffer too, it’s wrong, and many more followed.

“It’s a last ditch effort Di,” Shruti said, “I wouldn’t have suggested it if there was any other option open.”

“But Shru…”

“The lawyers say Arjun is likely to win the case. They need proof of some wrongdoing for them to swing the case in our favor. Can you think of any other way to get that proof?”

“But why you?”

“Who else Di?” Shruti asked, “Who would you confide in to put this plan into action? I know what I am getting into and I am the only one who can get the proof.”

The idea was brilliant in its simplicity. Shruti would visit Arjun in the pretext of one final discussion about the divorce. She would try and seduce him into doing with her what he did with her sister.

Her sister would be in a room in the hotel across the road from where Arjun was staying. She would have a camera with a telescopic lens and would record whatever happened in Arjun’s hotel room.

This would give them proof of a) wrongdoing, b) his sexual brutality and c) infidelity — all grounds for a divorce. And with irrevocable video proof, they were guaranteed to win.

“No Shru, I can’t see you suffer and subject yourself to getting fucked by that animal,” her sister continued to protest.

“You don’t have to watch. All that you have to do is turn on the camera, make sure the bed is in frame, connect the charger to the camera so it doesn’t run out of charge and go to bed. I will come wake you up once he is done with me and goes to bed.”

It took a lot of convincing, but finally her sister agreed to the plan. It was also agreed that they wouldn’t share the idea with her parents because they would certainly shut it down.

Over the next few days, they shopped for the equipment they needed and waited for the room in the hotel across the road that had a view into Arjun’s room was vacant and available. As soon as it became available, Shruti booked the room for a week just to be on the safe side.

The final challenge was to convince Arjun into meeting with her. Surprisingly, he readily agreed and the meet was arranged for dinner, the following night. Their parents had gone out of to consult lawyers in another town and this was the perfect window of opportunity.

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Putting the plan to work…

He was already waiting at a table he had reserved for the dinner, in the restaurant in his hotel. The conversation till the food order was placed was casual, cordial and generic. Once the order was placed, the topic of the friction between the couple came up.

“It’s not my fault that I enjoy sex and can go on for hours Shruti,” he said when she explained her sister’s problem.

“But it’s not her fault that she can’t take it either and doesn’t want to suffer — as she calls it — all her life because of your sexual preferences.”

“You know,” he said, introspectively, “most girls would consider lucky to have a partner with my stamina, endurance and libido.”

“I agree,” Shruti said, “that was my first reaction too when Didi told me what the problem was. Truth be told, I was envious of her.”

“So should I be punished for being good in bed?”

“No, certainly not,” Shruti replied, “but you need a partner with a similar sex drive. And that isn’t Didi. You will both be unhappy if you stayed married.”

“Not me,” he said with a grin, “I thoroughly enjoyed our 4 days and nights in bed. She made me cum more than any other girl I have been with before. If didn’t turn me on as much as she did, I wouldn’t be here fighting to save the marriage.”

And so the conversation went — back and forth — both conceding the other’s point of view, but divided on the point of whether her sister should endure his sex drive for the rest of her life, when that isn’t what she could endure.

When their food arrived, things took a turn. As the waiter was setting the food on their table, Shruti asked to be excused to visit the rest room. As she stood up, she struck the waiter’s arm, spilling a lot of the food he was carrying all over her.

The waiter was terrified and apologized profusely.

“I don’t have a change of clothes.” Shruti said, as she tried cleaning as much of the food as she could off her dress, once the waiter had left doing whatever he could.

“You can come over to my room and take a shower,” Arjun suggested, “while I send your clothes to the laundry. It will take a few hours, but you will have clean clothes.”

She seemed to hesitate at the suggestion — probably thinking about him as a sexual predator.

“If you can think of an alternative option, be my guest,” he said.

After some hesitation, Shruti agreed to accompany him over to his room.

After paying the food bill, the two headed to his room and Shruti sent a message to her sister in the hotel across the street that they were on their way.

By the time they reached the elevators, she got her sister’s reply, “All set and ready to record. Make sure the curtains are open. They are closed right now.”

“Will do,” Shruti replied.

“All the best,” came the reply, “it’s not too late to back out. I am worried for you.”

“Don’t worry Didi,” Shruti replied, “I will be fine. Don’t message or call, just in case he is around.”

Then she deleted the recent exchange to be on the safe side and put the phone in the purse as they rode the elevator to his floor.

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A night of collecting evidence — and cum.

“Nice digs,” Shruti said as he opened the door and she entered the room and he closed the door behind him. She heard the lock click as she took in the room.

There was a huge king-sized bed separated from the window by a side-table with a table lamp on it. There was a matching side table on the other side with an identical table tamp, a digital alarm clock that also doubled up as a radio and phone charger with USB outputs.

The opposite wall had a huge 72″ TV mounted on the wall. Below it was a shelf with a microwave, coffee maker, ice chest, a couple bottles of water and an assortment of snacks on the counter. The shelf had cut outs for a mini-refrigerator, and locker. The rest was a set of drawers. There was also a closet with a full length mirror, a couple of lounge chairs with a coffee table between them, what appeared to be another closet/pantry behind sliding doors and what promised to be the bathroom behind a closed glass door.

Glass door! She would have absolutely no privacy while she showered.

“Sorry about the glass bathroom door,” he said grinning, “I didn’t design the room you know.”

“Isn’t that convenient,” Shruti said walking over across the bed to the closed window shades, “what’s the view like?” With that she opened the shades

“Boring view of the hotel across the road,” he said settling on the bed, “don’t you want to use the shower though?”

“Of course I do,” she replied walking back across the bed and setting her purse down on the shelf across the bed, next to the snacks, “I certainly didn’t come here to check out your room or the view from it.”

“Go ahead then,” he said sitting right across the bathroom door.

“The least you can do is be a gentleman leave go for a walk so I can have some privacy.”

“Not a chance in the world,” he said, “not going to miss a show that promises to be better than anything on TV tonight.”

“Have it your way then,” she said and walked into the bathroom. She was hoping her sister’s camera could capture the bathroom as well, since it was right past the bed.

She proceeded to put on a show shedding her clothes one by one. Once she was naked, she gathered her clothes, opened the bathroom door and tossed them at Arjun.

“Would you at least get them to the laundry?”

“I will call in someone to take them,” he said smelling her discarded panties, “don’t worry, won’t let them enter the room.”

She made an angry face at him as he continued to smell her panties and stared at her naked body from head to toe, his eyes coming to rest on her shaved pussy as he started licking her panties exactly where her pussy would have been.

When she turned and started the shower, he called room service and asked for someone to come over and take clothes for laundry, his eyes never leaving her naked body as she stepped into the shower and let the hot water drench and drip over her body.

He was excited at what the night held. Before he started licking her panties, he had noticed they had a damp spot, suggesting that the talk about his sexual preferences and experience with her sister had turned her on. And that’s exactly where he had licked. She sure tasted like heaven. He would love to taste her wetness from the source.

She watched him as, he took off his pants and underwear, releasing his growing erection. She showered as he started stroking himself.

A few minutes later, she turned off the shower and noticed for the first time that there were no towels around.

“Forgot to tell you before,” he said staring lustfully at the water dripping off her nipples and pussy, “housekeeping took the towels and never replaced them because I had a do not disturb sign on the door.”

“What am I to wear now?”

“Do you need to wear anything?” he asked, “you look lovely naked.”

“Shut up and give me something to put on.”

He took off the almost see-through linen shirt he was wearing and tossed it at her as she bathroom opened the door and extended a hand out.

The shirt wasn’t long enough to cover her pussy, but she put it on. Combined with the see-through material and the water from her wet body, the shirt didn’t even conceal her breasts either.

“Impressive,” she said stepping into the room from the bathroom, looking at the raging erection he was stroking, the head of his cock pointing proudly straight at her.

“And to think your sister doesn’t want it,” he said.

“How long before my clothes come back from the laundry?” she asked.

“Well, I have good news and bad news,” he said, “which do you want first?”

“Bad.”

“The laundry was closed for the day and your clothes won’t be back till an hour after the laundry opens in the morning.”

“There’s a good part to this news?”

“We could use the time you know,” he said, “I could show you what your sister is saying no to.”

“Hmmm,” she said sitting on the bed next to him, “why does this feel like something you planned?”

“Hey, not me,” he replied raising his hands, “I didn’t drop the food on you or force the laundry to close. You can call and confirm if you don’t believe me.”

“No,” she said, “I do believe that the laundry is closed and that you didn’t stage the food spilling on me.”

“Think about it,” he said, caressing her naked water-spaked thigh, “you don’t have clothes to go home in, so you have to spend the night here. There’s no way I can be a gentleman with a woman as delicious looking as you, almost naked in my bed. So you have to either figure out how you are going to go home looking like that, or I could show you why staying in the marriage promises more happiness to your sister.”

“And you are proposing that I let you fuck me the way you fucked Didi for four days?” she said, appearing to be appalled, “and I am supposed to like that idea?”

“Well, I did fuck her non-stop for four days and nights, but I have just one night here with you — potentially that is, if you agree — but I can try to show you as much of what I did with her as possible,” he said, “and yes, if you are going to talk your sister into staying in the marriage and end this fight, what would be more convincing than if you are convinced yourself?”

She pretended she was contemplating her options and he moved in closer to her.

“Just think about it,” he said grabbing her hand and guiding it to his erection, “I promise you that you won’t regret it.” As he was saying this, he was nuzzling her ear and planting gentle kisses on her neck.

Seemingly unconsciously, her hand started stroking him.

“Good decision,” he said and started unbuttoning her shirt as she continued stroking his already rock hard cock.

He was already naked having got rid of his pants and underwear while watching her shower and then handing her the shirt he was wearing.

Once he had stripped her naked, both were naked and in bed. He knew he had her.

While she stroked his shaft, he leaned in, kissing and licking her all over her neck. She sighed and he smiled at her obvious surrender.

Moving up, he kissed her all over her face.

“As much as I enjoyed fucking your sister non-stop for four days and four nights,” his hand reached between her legs and started stroking her pussy up and down her opening, “something tells me, I am going to enjoy fucking you even more.”

“Aaah,” she said clenching her legs as his finger found her clit and started stroking it. She pushed his hand back and asked, “Condom?”

“Don’t have any, and didn’t use one with your sister,” he said, “if I am going to show you how I fucked her, I have to fuck you exactly like that — without protection.”

“Ok,” she said meekly, “makes sense.”

As he kissed and licked her all over her face, ears and neck, she caressed his ball sack. She was stroking him quite hard now and he was rock hard in her hands.

“My God, you are big,” she groaned as he nibbled her ear lobe.

“I know,” he said, “and he keeps going on and on. He’s going to be inside one of your holes most of the night.”

“One of my holes?”

“I fucked your sister in the mouth, pussy and ass.”

“Oh,” was all she managed to get out.

“Still want me to show you how I fucked your sister I hope,” he said, his lips mere millimeters from hers. She just nodded ‘yes’.

He kissed her with an intense hunger. There was nothing gentle or loving about it. Just manic hunger as he ate her mouth and sucked on her tongue.

He devoured her mouth for a good five minutes, licking and sucking her tongue, drinking her saliva.

“Fuck,” he said finally taking a break, “if your mouth tastes so sweet, I can’t wait to taste what your pussy tastes like.”

Before she could react to what he said, he pushed her back on the bed on her back, lifted and parted her legs and wrapped his mouth around her dripping wet pussy.

Just like his kissing, there was no loving gentleness about how he devoured her pussy. His tongue was inside her, his lips were sucking on her clit or pussy lips, he was eating her like he hadn’t eaten anything in days and her body instantly responded to his expert eating of her pussy.

She was squirming, squeezing her boobs, thrusting her hips pushing her pussy into his mouth and moaning loudly in pleasure.

In less than five minutes, she was rocked by her first orgasm of the night and he ate her right through it, making it last as wave after wave of aftershock rocked her body.

“Oh Fuck!” she gasped when he finally let go of her pussy and looked at her grinning.

“Enjoyed it huh?” he said licking his lips, “your sister did too, even if she says she didn’t.”

“Never been eaten quite like that,” Shruti replied panting.

“Get ready for more throughout the night,” he said “your pussy is even more delicious than your sister’s. Only thing lacking is your sister squirted in my mouth. Maybe you will too if I eat your yummy little pussy some more.”

“Noooo!!!!” she moaned as his mouth took her in his mouth again. Five more minutes of insane licking later, she shook with her second orgasm of the night. As the orgasm subsided, he entered her with two fingers and continued devouring her, while finger-fucking her.

When she came for a third time, her pussy erupted in a squirting orgasm — the first ever of Shruti’s life.

“Fucking delicous,” he said licking his lips and wiping her cum off his face, “I could drink that honey all night long,” he added before taking her in his mouth again.

She fed him two more squirting orgasms with him devouring every drop the fountains erupting from her pussy before begging him to stop.

“Though I don’t want to,” he said, positioning his cock near her mouth, “maybe it’s time to feed you some of my own the way I fed your sister.”

She would have done anything to get his mouth off her pussy and hungrily took his shaft in her mouth.

She sucked and stroked him, caressing and squeezing his balls every now and then.

She couldn’t believe how long it took him to cum. He had been stroking his shaft while she was showering and then she had stroked it for a while before he pushed her on the back to eat her pussy.

Still she had to suck him for well over five minutes before he arched his back, let out an animal roar and shot his load in her mouth. Spurt after spurt of thick, warm cum filled her mouth for close to thirty seconds.

Once the last drop had dribbled from his cock into her mouth, he let go of her head and she swallowed his entire load.

She watched in amazement as his cock showed no signs of going limp and stayed hard pointing at her face.

“One done, two to go,” he said grinning, “which one do you want me to fill first? Pussy or ass?”

“I don’t fucking care,” she said, her eyes glued to his glistening cock, “just fuck me.”

“Ass it will be then,” he said turning her on her hands and knees, “want to save the best for last don’t we?”

He spread her ass cheeks wide and buried has face between them. He licked her all the way from the base of her pussy to the tip of her ass crack again and again before his tongue started probing her butt hole.

“Oh God, yesss….” she groaned as he licked her butt hole, probing it with his tongue, opening her with his tongue as it snaked its way deeper and deeper inside her.

“Done this before?” he asked, “Anal I mean.”

She shook her head ‘no.’

“Then I get to take your anal virginity,” he said, “did you know your sister was a virgin?” she nodded ‘yes.’

Reaching around her, he squeezed her boobs and pinched her nipples. Before long his tongue was as far inside her butt hole as it could go. He tongue-fucked her ass for a couple minutes before lifting her up on her feet and devoured her ass with the same intensity with which he had devoured her pussy.

Then he inserted a finger inside her ass and started moving it in and out of her. After a minute or so, he inserted a second finger inside her.

His mouth was kissing and licking her all over from neck to butt cheeks. He bit both her ass cheeks leaving hickies on each.

Eventually, when he was satisfied that her ass hole was ready for his cock, he removed his fingers out of her and positioned his cock at her entranch.

“Aaaaahhhh….” she moaned as he pushed against her tight opening.

He pushed inside her inch by inch, pulling out just enough to release the tension before pushing forward inside her.

It took close to two minutes before he was buried all the way inside her ass. He wasn’t brutal, but wasn’t gentle either. He was more considerate of the fact that this was the first time a cock had entered her ass and picked up tempo gradually.

Before long, he was fucking her ass hard and deep.

“You are so fucking tight,” he moaned pounding her ass, “even tighter than your sister.”

He fucked her ass for a good twenty minutes before depositing his second load of cum of the night deep inside her ass.

If she thought he would need a break, she was mistaken.

Turning her over on her back, he entered her pussy and immediately started drilling her hard and deep.

“Too bad,” he said as he fucked her hard, “that you aren’t a virgin. Would have loved popping your cherry even more than I enjoyed popping your sister’s.”

He fucked her missionary for a few minutes before making her ride him. Then her got her on her hands and knees and pounded her doggy style before creaming her pussy — after close to twenty minutes of fucking.

And he was still not done. Without pulling out of her, he turned her around on her back and resumed pounding her, depositing another load back-to-back inside her pussy just five minutes later.

He had cum four times without a break and it was only now that he collapsed on his back, spent.

“Best fucking sex of my life,” Shruti purred, panting heavily as she collapsed on the bed next to Arjun.

“We are only getting started beautiful,” he said grabbing her neck and kissing her mouth, “I am going to fuck you all night long.”

“But looks like someone needs a break,” she said caressing his cum-coated, but limp cock.

“You better get to work and wake him up again then,” he said.

It took almost twenty minutes of incessant sucking and stroking before he was rock hard again and ready for action.

Once he was ready, he entered her pussy and started fucking her just as violently as before.

He fucked her through two orgasms before creaming her pussy for the third time and a fourth time just when she had yet another orgasm.

This went on throughout the night. He would cum 2-3 times back to back before asking her to suck and stroke him back to hardness.

The two of them took just one 2-hour break through the night.

When her sister woke up at 6 am and looked through the camera viewfinder, she panicked. Neither Shruti nor Arjun were in bed. Shruti had not come over either. Had something gone wrong? What had he done to her? While she didn’t believe he would physically hurt or harm Shruti, she wouldn’t put humiliating her in some way past him.

Not sure what to do, she reached for her purse and pulled out her phone. She was typing a message to Shruti when she noticed some movement in the window across the street.

Looking through the camera viewfinder, she was shocked to see Arjun step out of the bathroom carrying Shruti by her bottom of her knees. She could clearly see his cock buried inside Shruti as he pounded her, while walking her to bed. While fucking her pussy, he was also sucking on her nipples hungrily.

Shruti was nearly limp in his hand visibly exhausted but helpless to do anything other than letting the animal have his way with her body.

As she watched dumbfounded, he walked her to the bed and tossed her on the bed like a rag doll. His erection was as angry as she remembered it from the four days she had endured him.

Arjun flopped the almost lifeless body of Shruti over on her belly before climbing on to the bed himself. Lifting her by the hips, he entered her again.

Grabbing the bedpost, the animal resumed pounding her.

She couldn’t watch anymore and backed away from the camera.

Shruti had told her not to try and contact her, and she didn’t know what else to do. Feeling helpless, she decided to freshen up and check again.

She brushed her teeth, peed and took a long hot shower. Putting a fresh set of clothes that she had packed — she had also packed clothes for Shruti — she returned to the camera.

Arjun was lying in bed, a contented look of pleasure on his face. His limp cock glistening with a coating of cum between his legs.

A couple minutes later, Shruti entered the room with her own key. Looking beyond exhausted, she collapsed on the bed.

“Did you get it?” Shruti asked glancing at the camera.

“Sure did,” her sister replied, walking over and sitting on the bed next to where Shruti was lying. Caressing her sister’s face lovingly, she said, “you didn’t have to do this you know Shru.”

“It’s ok Di,” Shruti replied smiling at her sister, “let’s get the bastard. Even his lawyers won’t be able to argue with the footage.”

They had over 8 hours of footage — excluding the two hour break — of little else but relentless fucking.

Shruti had taken 6 loads of cum inside her pussy, swallowed two and taken two more inside her ass. This was even more brutal and relentless than their honeymoon.

Through their lawyers, the sisters got an audience with the Judge officiating the case. They told him what they had done and why. They handed the judge the flash drive containing the video footage.

The judge promised to review the footage before taking a decision on the case.

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The victory…

A week later, the entire family was in court — as was Arjun — when the Judge announced his verdict granting the divorce.

The entire family celebrated the victory with screams before eventually walking out of court.

“Let’s go celebrate with lunch,” their father said, “this calls for a major celebration.”

“You all go ahead,” Shruti said, “I have a few things to take care of. But I will bring wine and cake when I get home and we will celebrate again tonight, ok?”

They tried to talk her into going to lunch with them but eventually gave up, making her promise to have dinner with them.

Shruti watched her parents and sister get into their car and head off before calling a cab herself.

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Twist in the tale…

Having lost the court case, Arjun headed back to the hotel. He ordered room service and sat on the bed wondering whether he had won or lost.

Once room service arrived, he tipped the waiter after and closed the room door behind him. Just as he turned to head back to where the room service guy had left the cart containing his room service order, there was another knock on the door.

When he opened the door, Shruti stepped in, kicking the door behind her.

Taking off the long coat she was wearing and tossing it on one of the lounge chairs, she stood before him wearing a completely see-through dress and absolutely nothing under it.

“Wow!” he said, his jaw dropping.

“Ready to celebrate?” she asked, watching the tent start to form in his pants, “or are you just going to stare all day? I have to be home for dinner, so the clock is ticking mister.”

“Was just waiting for you,” he said pulling her to him and kissing her, “ordered everything you asked for — wine, strawberries, chocolate, ice cream et al.”

“Good boy,” she said walking to the bed and sitting down on it, “I was thinking it would be fun eating and drinking it all off each others’ bodies.”

“Great idea,” he said grinning, “Nobody suspected anything?”

“Only the judge,” she replied, “called me to his chambers alone for a conference this morning before making his decision. He had pretty much figured it all out.”

“Then?”

“I had to convince him,” he said, “and you know my powers of persuasion already don’t you?”

He laughed at that, “sure do gorgeous,” he said.

“Well, it took me less than an hour to convince his cock to grant the verdict we wanted,” she replied, “hope you don’t mind cleaning up his cum from my pussy.”

“Not my favorite thing to do,” he said frowning, “but hey, maybe licking it with ice cream from your pussy won’t be so bad.”

“Now you are talking she said spreading her legs,” as Arjun opened the freezer and got the ice cream out.

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What her family didn’t know was that, ever since Arjun arrived in India to try and save the marriage, Shruti had paid him multiple visits to try and talk him out of fighting the case.

Each time, she had left his hotel room with a pussy and ass full of his cum, looking forward to their next meeting.

On his part, he refused to back down, not wanting to miss out on fucking Shruti — which is what would happen if the divorce went through. The longer he dragged the case out, the longer he could fuck the irresistible and insatiable sister of his frigid wife.

When all other avenues of dragging the case out came to an end, he was faced with two choices:

a) win the case and go back to fucking a wife who wasn’t half as exciting as her sister, and who didn’t enjoy the sex anyway, or

b) find a way to lose the case so he could fuck Shruti at will, maybe even marry her.

On her next visit, he discussed with Shruti his idea of withdrawing the case and letting the divorce go through.

She was worried that, after dragging it out to the brink of victory, his withdrawal now would look suspicious. That’s when they came up with the plan of ‘gathering evidence’ against him.

Now that the case was over, she planned to tell her parents that the night with him was the best night she’d had and convince them to let her marry Arjun instead.

He didn’t care what she did, as long as he got to fuck her.

THE END

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