Everything was great between us, but her parents were very traditional and had started looking for a groom for her through arranged marriage.

Even though she found someone, we agreed to stay together untill her engagement.

One day, things got complicated—way more complicated than I ever expected.

On our anniversary we booked a room and planned to spend the night there. While having sex, her fiancé called but she ignored it and kept going. After we were done, she called him and she was talking to him while I was lying naked in exhaustion.

As their conversation continued, it slowly shifted into something more intimate. She began letting out soft, suggestive sounds, playing along with him. Then she put the call on speaker and reached toward me, blending two worlds at once. When he asked her to send a voice note of a kiss, she glanced at me with a wild mix of guilt and defiance… then leaned in, kissed me, recorded it, and sent it to him.

My hand moved instinctively toward her, and I began touching her gently, trying to match the rhythm of her breathing. One hand explored her body while the other held her close. She was completely absorbed in the call with her fiancé on speaker, so I had to stay silent — but that silence did something to me. It made every touch feel sharper, every breath more intense.

I began kissing her softly, tracing her body with quiet, deliberate affection. My hands lingered her soft breasts and lips fumbled around everywhere.The combination of my touch and her attempt to stay composed only made her reactions stronger. Her soft, rising moans drove her fiancé wild on the other end of the line, convinced she was reacting to her own touch… never realizing that it was me, exploring her in every possible and making her lose control.

Then things escalated as she sat on top of me. She shifted her attention toward me while still talking to him, telling him she was having a moment with her “toy" but in reality she was trying to fit every inch inside her. The sounds she made drove him wild, completely convincing him. And then, without warning, she started riding me — and that was the moment everything changed

Her moans instantly got louder and the passion in her voice made him cum instantly but she made him to stay on call and listen to her moans. He imagined her having a special moment with her sex toy but in reality it was my dick giving her pleasure in every thrust.

He heard her breathing heavily, her voice, the kind of sounds you can’t mistake. He fell silent for a moment, then nervously laughed it off, assuming she was alone and… doing something else.

But the truth was nothing close to what he imagined. He can never imagine her cute little fiancée was getting fucked and stretched in every position.

The way she used her tongue on me sent a rush through my whole body, almost impossible to contain. I wanted to react, but she pressed her hand over me to keep me silent, reminding me that someone else was still on the other end of the call. He got hard again and started masturbating again.

Watching my girlfriend talking to someone while giving a sloppy blowjob made me so horny that I forgot everything ,puller her hair and started fucking her in doggy. She wanted to talk to him,but my pace only allowed moans to come out of her mouth... Her loud moans made him cum again and she cut the call. She asked "whose slut am I?" and transformed the entire environment . I began spanking her ass till both of them turned red. Her moans turned into screams and she begged me not to stop.

Then we changed into missionary. From the 1st moment Her lips were locked with mine. Our tounges and lips played in a way that there are no words to describe. Her grip was so tight that her nails were digging inside my skin,her warm breaths and occasional moans made me go harder every time. With each stroke,I kept on spanking her boobs and bitting her nipples. Her moans turned into screams. She started sucking my nipples and gave me an instant orgasm. She went so wild that I couldn't control myself anymore,I wanted to pull out but leg was locked around my waste and she made me cum inside her.

Then she just lay there—shaking, emotional, completely overwhelmed and cum dripping out of her. She could barely catch her breath, yet she still chose to call her fiance and started cleaning my dick. The moans made him so horny,that they started making plans for the next day.

Next morning I filled her again, and she went to see her fiancé. Later She sent my videos and photos with the caption "I'm still your slut" .

Next week is her marriage and we were planning for a last sex before her wedding.