"I feel so wicked," she went on, her hands still running up and down his cock. "I feel like my brother's whore, willing to do anything he wishes - anything. True bhaiya...i will do anything for you" Her tongue flicked over her lips, an invitation for him to ask for her mouth. It was a hard offer to turn down, but his loins were consumed with need for this woman. He realized that if she pressed her lips to his cock crown he might just lose the fiery load burning in his testicles. And at this moment, that was the last thing she needed and also he! What she did need was to feel a man's cock shoved up her cunt. She needed a man, a man to fuck her. "Fuck me, janu" he said. "I want my sister to fuck me." "Yes, bhaiya" she said, smiling widely. "Yes!" Her thighs spread, opening her body to him. With one last squeeze, she relinquished her hold on his prick. Slowly, he lowered himself atop the titillating bed of her naked body. Their mouths met once again, their tongues taunting and probing. Their hands were moving, trying to feel every inch of their bodies all at once. Beneath him, she squirmed a bit. Her pelvis lifted and his glans nestled in the moist slit of her cunt. He eased forward separating the plump lips of her outer labia. He felt her tense, her anticipation growing. Moving with slow-motion speed, he inched his throbbing wand of lust into her body. Deeper the swollen shaft slithered. His lust-engorged cock crown touched, then splayed the scalloped inner lips of her cunt. He was within her now. The hot liquid shelter of her pussy surrounded him, bathing each inch of cock he fed into her hungry body. She felt so good, so hot, so tight. To just lie there atop her luxurious body, to feel the glove-like tightness of her pussy sheathing his cock would have been enough. Enough for him - but not for her. She needed all the pleasure and release his body could provide. And that's exactly what he intended to give her. Abruptly, his hips jerked back. His prick sluiced upward, posing at the entrance to her love channel. He paused a moment, then drove down. Long and hard, his piston of pleasure burrowed into the folds of her steaming pussy. "Sweet bhaiya!" She groaned under him. "You're so big! So wonderfully big! I never imagined it would be like this, never in my wildest dreams." Her words hit him like an electric jolt. Sizzling sexual energy coursed through his groin. His pelvis lurched up and swung down. He ground into her crotch, making sure her stiffened clit felt the full impact of his body. He felt her cunt squeeze around him, sleeving his prick in the humid recesses of her core. She was tight, so damn tight. It was marvelous. At another time, he would have liked to just lie there letting her milk his rod with the magnificent power of her vaginal muscles. But that would have to be another time. Now he was fucking her, and he was doing his best to make sure it was an experience she would not soon forget. While he drove his prick in and out of the envelope of her cunt, he swung around a bit atop, just enough for his mouth to cover one of the mounds of her tits. Then he sucked. He sucked hard, his tongue slashing across the top of her stiff nipple like a moist little whip. Her moans deepened, filled with gratification and soaring lust. She writhed under him, her hips bucking up to meet each thrust of his crotch. Her pussy squeezed at him, sucking along his slicked length. She tucked him with unabandoned desire. Her hunger for the pleasures of a man drove her on at a fervent pace. The harder and deeper he shafted into the heated hole of her pussy, the more she wanted him, begged for him. To allow such a passionate woman to suffer as she had with her husband was a sin, he thought. The man had to be insane. Suddenly he found himself groaning around a mouthful of delicious titflesh. Janu wedged a hand between their sweat-drenched cores and toyed with his testicles. Her fingers lightly kneaded the two heavy balls, teasing him. His response was an even harder-plunging cock. He reamed in and out of her fleshy sheath. His hips twisted and ground into her pelvis. He hunched, throwing his full weight behind each of his deep-probing strokes. "Close, bhaiya..so close" she managed to moan in between his slicing thrusts. "Close!" Immediately, he upped the tempo of his relentless fucking. Her nearness to climax and his own burning need whipped him on. He threw himself into her, trying to slam the head of his prick against the ring of her cervix. But it seemed an impossible task. The deeper he poled, the more her body seemed to open up and accept him. Faster and faster his cock ramrodded into the juicy slit of her snatch. Harder and harder, he drove the mighty spear of his lust into the mouth of her belly. She groaned continuously now. She squeezed at his balls, creating a fantastic mixture of ache and pleasure. In and out, the knifing length of his pulsating prick skewered the juice-flooded hole of her cunt. On and on, she welcomed each probing thrust of his sex. Her body was packed with him. His fat, swollen presence dominated her life. At that moment, she existed for him and him alone. Her body was no more than a vessel for her new found brother's cock. And she loved it, loved every hard, throbbing inch he shoved deeply into the greedy slash of her pussy. It seemed like years since a man had entered her body. Now all the mounting frustrations she had felt during her marriage to her husband seemed to shatter and explode away. This, the feel of a man rooted so deeply in her cunt, was what she had yearned for. This, the pulsing hardness of a fat prick, was what she had ached and prayed for. And now, now that her prayer had been answered, she realized she could never live without it again. She was a woman, not some doll to be used, but a woman who felt and had needs. And those needs and desires needed a man to satisfy them. Her husband could never be such a man. Inward his cock rammed, filling her body. She moaned in unabandoned relish, savoring the feel of his skewering rod. She squeezed down on his thickness, trying to hold him deeply within the trembling channel of her pussy. Out the pulsating shaft slithered, evacuating the edacious mouth of her belly. She quivered and trembled. She felt each swollen inch as it withdrew. Then downward his pelvis swung, once again slamming the rigid length of his prick into her juice-filled cunt. Higher and higher she soared with every pounding stroke of his magnificent piston. Her thighs glowed with expanding heat, warmth generated from the constant ramrodding of her cunt. Hotter and hotter she burned, consumed by the flames of lust and love for her new found brother! Outward the glow spread, swirling to meet the desires of her body. Closer and closer the fiery heat came. Then it was there flaring within the very core of her pussy. She groaned out loud and long, surrendering herself to the explosive force of her climax. Beneath him, her body quivered in tremors of pleasure, tremors that rapidly became full-fledged flesh quakes. Her fingernails dug deeply into his back raking down toward his pumping buttocks. The wet sheath of her cunt contracted around the stiff staff of his prick, sucking at his length in the moment of her ecstasy. Her carnal desires satisfied, he then allowed the boiling pressure of his loins to spew forth. He came, blasting spurt after hot spurt of sperm and semen into the tremulous socket of her sex. Thick, white cream fountained from the slitted mouth of his cock, scalding over the hyper-sensitive surface of his glans. Jet upon jet of his seed splattered over the pink folds of her love hole. He drenched her, covering every inch of her greedy pussy with his release. Seemingly, he emptied at least a gallon or two of his seminal reserves into her before his throbbing prick at last subsided and the flood of his climax ceased. Gratefully, he just laid atop her still trembling body, savoring the complete satisfaction of their lovemaking. When at last he rolled from her sated body, she nestled into the hollow of his shoulder clinging tightly to him. He held her, enjoying the warmth of her body suffusing along his side. He held her until he felt her breathing soften to the shallow breaths of sleep. Man and woman, brother and sister, they both remained motionless untl sindhu entered into the room. As soon as janu saw sindhu coming inside, she felt horrified. All the while she almost forgot that she is also in the house and tried to grab the saree. But mehta didnt move, he is too tired and moreover he knows he dont have to, knowing sindhu well. Sindhu stopped janu and kissed her fully on the lips, and held her like a baby. "So, did u like my birth day present, dear sis..?" she was teasing janu, and as expected janu she flushed deeply and grabbed the saree and ran into the bathroom. When sis finished narrating that day's happenings my small cock has come to life! And I held her more tightly not knowing what to do. She was also going wild with her recollection and started rubbing her clit with her left hand and pulled my mouth to her left tit with her right hand. Before I even sucked on her nipple, she came with a big cry...and I felt something happening strange in my pants and wetted it. I meekly slided from her and within minutes lost into deep sleep...The next day when I got up, I found that sis was already up. Last night was my most memorable night...because some thing strage happened...and for me it looked like experiencing an electric shock, even though a pleasant one! It should be around 6 am...and we always get up early in the morning, our parents made it a habit for us. In another half n hour, I'm ready and went to kitchen...to get my morning cup of Horlicks! The first thing I saw when I entered kitchen was mom busy with washing last night's dishes. She has bent a bit while doing that, and she is still in her nighty. The jasmine flowers in her hair looked a bit shaded...mom always wants dad to buy her fresh jasmines, when he comes back home in the evening. He never misses that, even if he was late...and when she has them in her hair, some how I feel like her beauty seems to increase manifold! But, for me the most lovable sight is to see her in the morning with the jaded flowers in her hair and doing the house chores in her nighty. Probably that's the reason for me getting up early in the morning to catch a glimpse of that sight in the morning! When I was lost in admiring her early morning beauty, I didn't notice when sis came into the kitchen. Sindhu straight away went to mom and hugged her from the back, a bear hug it seemed. But I can explain it...after all she loves mom the same way I do! Mom gave a jerk and when she saw that it was her daughter, gave a sigh and again concentrated on her job. "Mom...you know, right? Avi and my self want to go to Renu's marriage and did you talk to dad about that?", with that sis gave a little peck on her right cheek! While she was enquiring, I can see that sindhu's hands were roaming all over mom's thighs and when they landed on her front...mom gave a jerk and turned towards sindhu and looked questioningly. "Come on mom...! I was just checking whether you have changed the nighty or still wearing the same from last night!" sindhu was smiling mischievously! Mom was able to guess what she meant...because her face turned beet root red...and she knows that her daughter was referring to any marks on her nighty, after their love making! "See baby...now I know that you have grown big! So, I have to really think hard about what lalitha told me...", mom turned away and resumed her job again. "Mom...! what did lalitha aunty tell u...? I don't understand a bit", sis was furious and I felt she blew up every thing, by her carrying away with mom. Later mom started talking. She told us what lalitha aunty told her and it looked like even mom agreed with her. Basically that is same old story! Sis is grown up now..and it will not be correct if mom allows sis to go for tuition to his flat, let alone going to Renu's marriage alone. Sindhu started fuming when she heard that. But, not for long. I was surprised by her gaining her senses immediately! May be that's the reason, why she is able to command all the men who came to her! She again hugged mom from the back and started kissing slowly on her neck, ears...cheeks! Any mom will just melt when her big girl does that, I thought. And that's what happened here. "Mom..how can you think about suresh uncle like that...He will be surprised if he knows that. He will feel very bad for whatever he has told about you!", sindhu slowly started moving her hands up and down along mom's thighs! Now it's mom's turn to get surprised. While she didn't stop what she was doing, she asked sis what she was talking about. I can see that mom is clearly confused...probably thinking what suresh has told about her! "He always tells me...what a fine woman you are...and if at all he wants to get married, he wants a woman like you! He some times tells me that dad is lucky to get you as his wife!" All the while sindhu was not idle, she started moving her hands slowly and seductively...now they are within the reach of cupping mom's breasts! I was too excited...and at the same time, I was frightened that it will be too much for mom to handle and she will make hell lot of noice. But, mom got excited just like me...and she didn't mind her daughter running her hands up and down...and tried to kept her cool! But I can see that she is aroused by her thrusting her back more towards sis! "He says if he was married to you a woman like you, he will never go to work...just sits at your...i mean his wife's feet...and treat her like a queen!!" That's it! Mom blushed a deep red, and looked very happy! I can understand...when you have grown up children, and suddenly you know that there's a secret young admirer for you, no woman will deny their feelings and mom immediately turned around and kissed sis on her cheeks and said she will talk to dad about our trip today! --------------------------- We didn't know how days are passing by and the sunday came. I was watching TV when sindhu called me into our room. I know that something is going to happen. I have become so expert in the past few days that when her voice shakes...I know that some thing's up! Nisha is her class mate, and so are Anil and Rajesh. Anil is the son of a wealthy men who donates huge amounts of funds to the school in which they all study. So, naturally Anil enjoys a special attention in the school and Rajesh is his best buddy. I don't know when and how sindhu made friends with them, but now Anil wanted a help from sis. To help him seducing Nisha! If you want me to describe Nisha, it will be very difficult. What can I say...? She is a complan girl! Yes...she tops the school year after year in the studies and her face is so innocent, contrary to her name. If Complan wants a pretty and cute model for a girl of 17, she will beat every one hands down! That's for sure! She lives with her divorced mom, who works in a top position in a private consulting firm. Nisha and her mom came to our house once...and I must say that her mom looks so beautiful and I just wondered what made her husband to divorice her! So, it's time for Nisha to leave a bit of her innocense! I believe in sindhu's capabilities and I just can't imagine how Nisha will blush when she has her first experience! So, sindhu will be going to Nisha's house in the afternoon and will be returning only late during the night. I'm becoming increasingly frustrated now...this is the second time that she will be going alone. But, there's no other way and I know one day will come...when...I can't be denied these pleasures! ----------------------------- I was asleep when sis has returned and it should be close to 10 pm...when she woke me up. And here is what has happened........ ------------------------------ "Don't worry, Mom. I'm a big girl now." Nisha told her mom. Sindhu was just smiling and she knows that it's common for mothers to give advise to their girls when they go out! "You're the only one left now, the only one. Even though your dad is not with you, I never let you feel that you lack some thing. But I know that...with Sindhu around, I don't have to worry" and she smiled at sindhu. Sindhu couldn't help admiring Nisha's mother. She is a very lovely woman, with a good figure, smoothly tapered legs, and she should have somebody to replace the husband which had been missing for six years now. It wasn't right that she should deny herself the love and passion of a man, not right at all! Probably she will help her in that way... "Well, if you must leave me alone, you can." Mala, Nisha's mother sighed. "You know that I'm tired and need you to help me." "I'll be in early, mom, and help you tomorrow. This is the first time I'm going out and sindhu is also with me. Moreover, we are going to Anil's house only. You'll be all right this evening, won't you?" Sure she will, Nisha thought. "Oh, I realize I'm only being a selfish old mother," Mala said, smiling. "It's your time to be out and find some happiness. I've had mine, now better luck with yours. Sindhu...take care of my daughter!" "You haven't finished yours, aunty," sindhu said sharply. "You're only thirty-five, and a beautiful thirty-five at that!" "I know. I haven't finished...and I have my dearest child." Mala was looking at her daughter lovingly. "That's not what I meant! I--Ohhh, what's the use." sindhu thought it was not the right time. Nisha turned and started across the room. "I have to get dressed now, Mom." Mala looked at her beautiful daughter tenderly as the almost naked Nisha walked barefoot into the hall. She was slightly disturbed at her child, because sindhu had almost spoken...and was no doubt nisha will be thinking...what she herself hadn't dared to think at her young age. But she couldn't stay mad or upset for long, and she felt herself warming with love and affection at the radiant, tanned body of her daughter...the jet black hair fanning out behind her head...the way her conical young breasts beat with the rhythm of her heart, solid and not as large as her own, but then not fully developed, either. And Mala had to admire with pride her daughter's smooth flat belly and cute navel and the gentle sloping to her thighs...where she knew there was a bed of softly curling pubic hair...slightly thinner than her own--at the moment covered by merely a wisp of budding hair...and the pink petals of her still untouched young vagina. Nisha's tight, almost boyish buttocks swayed gently as she walked toward her bedroom, and her feet, small, with delicate toes ... suddenly Mala came to her senses...what has happened to her today..? May be her daughter going out for the first time made her to think like this...she tried to reason it! Still, she couldn't help fearing that Nisha was perhaps emerging into maturity faster than she should, and that she wasn't experiencing the joys of childhood. Was Nisha growing up too fast? And then Mala laughed wryly, realizing that she was being foolish. She was overprotective, desperately clutching her child to her bosom because that was all that was left. No husband, , and there wouldn't be another! With another long-drawn sigh, Mala lifted herself out of her chair and began taking the groceries into the kitchen and asked "Sindhu...do you want some coffee?". -------------------------- Nisha had showered and stopped before the mirror in her bedroom...looking with satisfaction at the voluptuously curved body,her attractive mother and father had given her...and again studied the way her panties outlined her slightly puffy little cuntal mound. Sindhu kept her coffee cup aside and came towards her and tugged the panties up with her fingers until the smooth round cheeks of her buttocks and the thin divide of her vaginal slit were tightly impressed into the soft nylon...and Nisha giggled with secret delight. Sindhu hugged the semi nude Nisha from the back and moved her hands up to grab both of Nisha's cute breasts in her hands and started squeezing the nipples..."hmm....No wonder, why boys just die for you! You have such a lovely face...Nisha..", she was nibbling at her ear. Nisha gave a big jerk and pushed sindhu away...showing mock anger "I'm not Rajesh...go and do to him..got it?". Sindhu was able to judge that Nisha is a bit aroused also from her ministrations and thought it is necessary before the big time! Nisha slipped into a mini-skirted jumper, the top of which covered her breasts but still gave the impression that she was naked underneath. A summer dress, befitting the heat...and good for getting a boy like Anil all hot and bothered, Sindhu thought. That's the reason she selected the dress for Nisha for that evening! Even though Nisha didn't agree for that dress...finally she had to give in...she too want to be adventurous! Nisha began to comb her softly waving hair, and again she looked at herself in the mirror, seeing the way the mini-skirt clung to her buttocks and was more than half way up her tanned thighs, with slight creases in front where her legs joined her hips. With sudden awareness, she realized that she could almost see the lips of her vagina--was the jumper too daring for tonight? A forbidden thrill raced through her. She looked at Sindhu and said "Hey...sindhu, I don't think I can come in this dress" almost pleading her. Sindhu is not the one to give up so easily...and she just made sure that Nisha will not back out. Finally, Nisha shoved her feet into a pair of slippers and ran out of her room. "Mom!" she called, "I'm going now, Please lock the door!" and with that Nisha and Sindhu headed towards Anil's house, in Sindhu's car. ---------------------- All of them are sitting in the living room and Anil has given them his family album to look at. "Sindhu, here, this was me a few years ago." Anil took out a picture of a boy. "That was me, I swear." Anil, the handsome, muscular boy was sitting next to Nisha. Rajesh and Sindhu are sitting together. While handing the photo Anil had to bend towards Nisha and when his face came very near to her bosom...he just lost his mind. He thought of ripping her dress then and there and wanted to suck her cute, little breasts...but he knows it can't be done that way and regained his composure. "Hey, you were cute, Anil," Sindhu giggled, taking the photo from him. "Lover boy, all right." "Yeah, I think now no one thinks me that way when I started growing. Well," Anil said, "I would like to have a drink. What about you, Nisha?" "I...No way...I just thought of spending some time together with you all. That's all" Nisha was shocked at the thought of Anil and Rajesh drinking, when they are here. Sindhu came to her rescue and said "Guys...you carry on with your drinks. Nisha and myself will have some coke"...she winked at Anil and went to fix the drinks. Anil's house has a very good bar set up. The whole house oozes the richness. Sindhu selected Chivas Reagal for this occassion...and she carefully mixed the drinks for them. She is not new to the scotch...some times she takes a peg or two with her parents...when they are in good mood! Nisha felt some thing different in taste...but didn't give a thought for this. Soon, she had completed her third glass...and now she really started liking the coke! "Here..." Anil said suddenly. "Listen to me. How'd you all like to see some real movies? I mean some hot ones!" "Hot ones?" Sindhu asked, puzzled. She wanted to act before Nisha intervenes...! "Sure, sexy ones!" "Not now and here! " Rajesh said. "Any way...Where's your dad tonight, Anil?" "That's what I've been trying to tell you. Dad is at some business meeting up in the City, We've got the whole house to ourselves." Anil lost his mother when he was very young, so he had sent the servants on leave for this. "Yeah ..." Rajesh breathed excitedly. "Yeah, that sounds great." "What are you two talking about?" Nisha demanded. "Look," Anil said to both girls. "My dad's got some films he bought in Europe. They're ... a little spicy!. He got a new reel of film the other day, and I haven't seen it...yet, but I imagine if it's like the others, it should be a kick. You game?" "Couldn't be worse than those magazines Rajesh was showing me Wednesday evening, Anil," Sindhu giggled. "Sure, I'm for it." "What about you, Nisha?" Nisha paused, not sure what she should do, irritated at her childish fears and still she is not in the right frame of mind with that coke doing wonders to her. "When your dad gets a Tom and Jerry flick, we'll invite her," Rajesh said, laughing. "That's her world, Anil.""Listen, I may be younger than you," Nisha said hotly to him, "but I'm not that much younger." She could almost bite her tongue off as the words poured out of her. She wanted to show them she was old enough...but yet...she'd heard about these kinds of films, about the nudity and things, but certainly they couldn't show everything! Or ... could they? A tingle of wicked excitement ran through her in spite of her reluctance. It would be sort of fun, and it wouldn't show anything she didn't already know about...The moment she tilted towards watching...the scotch started taking control of her mind in full strength...Not want to? Suddenly she wanted to very much! "Anil, let's see your dad's film. What the heck, a little piece of film can't hurt anything?...huh" "That's the spirit, baby," Anil said. "C'mon, let's enjoy!" Anil grinned at Nisha constantly while he set up the TV and VCD. His cock swelled in his pants as he thought of what might...what could very easily happen that evening if he played it smart. Yeah, lewd and obscene treats were in store for this innocent little virgin sitting next to him, and once she reached the stage of being too hot to resist, he was going to turn her every way but inside out! And she was a virgin...he could sense that just as a hound can smell possum. He'd have to take it slow...he knew. Slow and easy so he wouldn't scare her. First time's the big time, he realized...having melted many a cherry in his day. But one thing is sure...he just doesn't want this girl to be one among his many prizes. There's some thing special...he didn't know what it is... "All right, folks," be said heartily, "name your poison." "This is the one?" he said. "Says 'Dog Instruction' on the label." Sindhu was passing out drinks to them. Nisha tasted her drink, and to her surprise, found it very refreshing!...having had her 6th glass of coke that evening. Anil sat down on the couch next to Nisha and put one arm around her so that she was close to him, and he let his hand drop down so that it brushed against her breast casually...almost accidentally. "Hey, baby," he crooned, "I really love you, you know?" He felt Nisha jump slightly as she heard him, and he squeezed her tighter, pressing his dangling hand once more against her smooth breast. Nisha shivered in his embrace, and the alcohol seemed to diffuse through her system. She pressed her thighs tightly together to control a peculiar tickle which was worming its way through the soft sensitive flesh down between her thighs. Anil pressed his attack, feeling the tiny, bud-like nipple of her breast harden under the thinness of her dress. Nisha knew she was going to have to stop him soon...before things got out of control; she squirmed, moving his fingers away without him noticing it...and her short skirt hiked up over her hips, exposing her thighs and the white crotch-band of her panties. She blushed furiously and tried to pull her skirt down again. Anil laughed. "Leave it alone, baby...you've got nice legs. Don't hide what's there, because you have got nothing there I don't know about! I have a seen lot of them in tennis court!" That brought a shriek of laughter from Sindhu and more livid redness from Nisha. The young girl felt hot, but not wanting to let Anil and the others think she was square, she didn't move her skirt...but quickly took an extra heavy swallow of her drink. Anil leaned across...brushing against her body tauntingly, and refilled her glass from his. "CD is ready!" Rajesh said, sitting down beside Sindhu on the other couch and picking up his glass. "In a moment," Anil said. He slid his hand from around NIsha and stood up, walking over to the bar again and reaching underneath, to a shelf along one side. "Before we begin the festival, let's make it a little better for all of us." He brought up a tin that English cigarettes are often packed in, and brought it around to the others. "Here, each take one," he offered, opening the tin. Inside were hand-rolled cigarettes of a peculiar brownish texture. Nisha had a sinking suspicion what the odd cigarettes were. Marijuana...or some other! "Light up," Anil went on to say, and pushed the tin in front of Nisha. "Go on, baby, take one, Dad always has the finest collection" he urged. Nisha's mind was wrought with indecision. She'd heard too many stories and lectures from adults, but she was just as afraid of looking like she was a kid. She glanced at Sindhu for support and guidance, and was shocked to see that her girlfriend was already lighting one up...eyes shut, completely oblivious to Nisha's plight. "What's the matter," Anil growled, "aren't you game, baby?" "I ... I never smoked one before," Nisha blurted. She instantly wished she hadn't admitted that, for now she really sounded uncool. "A little bit will not hurt anybody," Rajesh said. "Yeah, don't worry about a thing," Sindhu said, exhaling. Don't worry ... She'd said the same thing to her mother only hours earlier, and here she was! Worried!, Nisha thought.