My little sister Ritu

By: ISS


After a few weeks of fucking my mom Reema Kapoor, I began to enjoy
getting it regular. Mom would put out for me any time I wanted, which
was most of the time at my age. The only thing we had to watch out for
was my little sister Ritu. She was sixteen but already she was a
fully-grown babe. Somehow Ritu seemed to sense that something strange
was going on between Mom and me, but luckily she couldn't put her finger
on it. My mom did, though. After that first day, she couldn't keep her
hands off it! Every chance we got, we fucked up a storm... in the
kitchen... in the bedroom... in the shower... even in the pool once, but
only when Ritu was out of the house. To me, my little sister was just a
nosy little kid who got in the way of having sex with Mom. So all in
all, I didn't pay much attention to her.

Then, when she turned eighteen, Ritu started going to the same school as
me and sort of got in my view every now and then. Some of the guys would
come around sniffin' out about my sister, wanting to know how old she
was, and did she ever fool around, and that kind of stuff. Well,
naturally I'd growl and make mean noises and then go sniffing after
their sisters. It wasn't that I was all that protective about Ritu. It
was just that I couldn't imagine anybody wanting to do anything like
that with such a little brat. I mean, she was a real little snot, you
know. Whenever she was home, she never let Mom and I out of her sight
for a moment. She didn't know what was going on, but she was definitely
jealous of the way Mom and I reacted around each other. In hindsight,
you could hardly blame her really. So that's the way things were for a
couple of months. My little sister was just a kind of noise that lived
in one end of our house.

Then one night I got the midnight munchies real bad. I hadn't fucked Mom
for a few days, so I was kinda restless and decided to go downstairs and
pig-out on some patties. Our house was two floors with Mom's bedroom on
the second floor, and Ritu's bedroom on the ground floor, near the
downstairs bathroom. In the dark, I sort of groped my way down the
stairs and headed for the refrigerator. Ritu's room is the last door
before the kitchen, and as I moved down the hallway, I noticed her door
was open a couple of inches, and the light was on. Out of curiosity, I
stopped and looked in.

Wow! I couldn't believe it! There was my naked little kid sister
standing in front of her mirror, but the sister I used to know wasn't
there anymore. she had little curves and bumps in places she never had
when we went skinny-dipping a couple of years ago. She now had a little
curve to her butt and her hips seemed to be wider. She was still skinny,
and she was still definitely a kid, but there were differences! Ritu was
staring at herself in the mirror when I peeked in, and therefore facing
away from me. In the mirror, I could see her from toes to forehead.
Where there used to be a navel on a flat, muscular board, there was now
a gently curving little belly. Where there was a skinny rib cage with
two nipples on it, there was now a creamy smooth plateau with two
perfect little tits, each with a strawberry tip.

Just for a moment, I saw my sister as she really was, a cute budding
girl, tall, prettier than average, with a sensual mouth inherited from
our mom, and large, limpid brown eyes, from Dad, no doubt. But before
this stunning realization had time to really grab me, she started doing
something that really blew my mind! Ritu stood in front of her mirror
and began to posture and turn, staring at her sweet, naked young body.
Like a photographic model, she raised her hands and began to caress her
little breasts, rubbing the nipples between her fingers. She closed her
eyes almost all the way and watched herself through lowered lashes,
biting her lower lip and hissing softly like some video porn queen!
Standing there unnoticed outside my little sister's door, I was
paralyzed. I'd never seen anything like this before, and it had my jaw
hanging. It also had my cock rising, but I was too absorbed to notice.
Ritu kept fondling her little tits until the nipples got hard. They
weren't very big, so it was hard to tell at that distance, but they also
got darker, and I could certainly see that! Then, she slowly lowered one
hand and began to caress her slender young body all over, running her
hands over her flanks and her belly, squeezing herself gently on the
rump. She was also raising one leg and lowering it, rubbing the front of
one calf against the back of the other.

She kept working closer and closer to her hairless little choot. Ritu
was breathing harder and harder, and so was I as I stared at my sister's
gorgeous young body in total disbelief! Then, like she was giving
herself a reward, Ritu sighed and slid her hand between her legs. In the
mirror, I could see her very gently and sensuously moving her middle
finger back and forth across her little choot, dipping it into the crack
a little bit each time. I knew what she was doing, and it turned me on
something fierce. My little sister was actually bringing herself off
with her finger, and I was watching her do it!! Then, Sis took her hand
off her tits and put it against the mirror. Steadying herself, she
spread her legs and bent her knees awkwardly, then slid her other hand
slowly downward and inward, her skinny middle finger disappearing to the
hilt. Wow! That really turned me on, and I grabbed my rock-hard cock and
began to rub it, imagining what it would be like to put my stiff prick
into that tiny, pink little hole. As I watched, Ritu, crouched over with
her knees spread, bracing herself against the mirror, with her finger
moving in and out of her hot little cunt. And there was me with my lund
up and my jaw down, staring through her partly-open door with my eyes
about a foot out of my head and my mouth full of glue. We really would
have made a weird scene if anybody had come along. Fortunately nobody did.

Sis just kept on stroking her cunt and I just kept on staring and
rubbing my cock. After a couple of minutes, though, I could see her legs
beginning to tremble from the strain of the awkward position. I wondered
why she didn't just lie down on the bed. As if reading my mind, Ritu did
that very thing. Actually, she kind of scuttled into her bed, never
taking her finger out of her hairless little choot for a second. When
she lay down, her feet were pointed straight at me. I got a perfect view
right up between her legs, where all the action was going on. She was
making all sort of moans but all in whispers, like part of her was
really into her diddling, but part was aware that she was in a house
where other people were asleep. It was pretty strange to listen to, but
who listened! I was so busy panting and sweating and rubbing my cock!
Ritu was plugging herself fast and furious, with her legs spread wide
and rigid on the bed and her other arm flung over her eyes. She kept
clenching and unclenching the hand on that arm, raking her nails across
her palm. She must really be close! Sis began to suck in her breath in
heavy gasps, and her legs and belly began to tremble and twitch.

She started saying "Ooooohhh, Oooohhh," really low and throaty, just
like Mom does when I'm throwing the bone to her and she's about to come.
I'd never heard that kind of sound out of Ritu before. Then she gritted
her teeth and clamped her hand over her mouth. She went "Uuhhmmmphh!"
and shoved her ass straight up into the air. I could see a couple of
drops of juice fall from her cunt. Wow! Ritu dropped back on her bed and
took a few long, shaky breaths. Her hands fell away to her sides and her
whole body went limp and relaxed. The area around her little titties and
around her pussy was red and mottled. She looked very happy with
herself. Then she sighed and squirmed her way into a more comfortable
position. She rolled her head to the side and glanced casually toward
the door. As her eyes went wide, I realized that during the heat of
things, the door had swung almost halfway open. There I stood, my jaw
hanging, with a big, stiff dick jutting out in front of me.

Ritu leapt upright in the bed, her eyes wide with fear and guilt. Then a
look of pure hatred came over her. "Get out!" she hissed, low but venomous.

"Get out of my room, you pervert! Get out!" She wore her nightgown.

I grinned. "I just hang around outside your window at night and take
pictures. I never would think to stand in your door... which you NEVER
close."

She stuck her chin out defiantly, which thrust her tits against her
nightgown. My cock began to twitch in my pants.

"It's my room and I can do what I want in it. You have no right to
invade my privacy."

"What privacy?", I countered. "You leave your door open like you're
inviting the whole world in. If you want privacy just shut your door!"

She flounced off the bed. "Okay! I will, then!"

As Ritu stormed across the room, the gown parted and her pert little
tits slid into view, like two pink icecream cones with a raspberry
nipple on each. God, she was turning me on! She came to the door and
tried to close it. I jammed my foot in the frame and stuck my shoulder
through.

"Hey! Wait a minute, Sis. I'm not trying to make you mad." She hesitated
a moment and I gently pushed the door back open and came into her room.
"... and I'm not spying on you. After all, your door was open..." I sat
on the edge of her bed. "... besides, what more could I see than what I
saw tonight?"

She gave me a venomous look. "Don't you dare mention that, bhaiya! Don't
you ever mention it to anybody!"

I raised an indignant eyebrow. "Boy, for somebody who's been doing
something like that, you sure are self-righteous, Sis!"

She softened a little and came over to the bed. "Ohhh, bhaiya! You won't
tell, will you? Mom would get awfully mad." I knew Mom would probably
understand completely, but I saw my chance here.

"Shit, I won't tell, Sis," I smiled, shaking my head, "It's just
something between you and me, right?" I let that little hint sink in. I
was making myself apart of her little sex conspiracy, and Ritu didn't
have much choice but to accept me. I could tell by her long, thoughtful
look that she realized what I was doing. And I could also tell that she
didn't really mind. In fact, she seemed to be pleased! "Besides," I
added softly, "you saw as much of me as I saw of you. And after all, I'm
your big brother. You should trust me." I laid my hand on her leg. She
shuddered a little, but did nothing to remove it. "Shit, Ritu," I added,
"everybody does that. You're not the first girl that's ever played with
herself, you know." I smiled knowingly, remembering the first time I
watched Mom finger her pussy and use that hairbrush handle of hers on
herself. Although with my hard young cock constantly available, Mom
hardly needed that cold old thing anymore. Sis sat with her eyes down
for a short time. Then she put her hand on my arm, the one that was on
her thigh.

"I don't know why I do it, brother. It makes me feel all funny inside.
It feels good." "I know, Sis," I patted her thigh, then began to rub it
softly.

"It's a natural thing." I slid my hand up Ritu's thigh slowly, enjoying
the wonderfully soft warmth of it. She stiffened again and her hand
gripped my wrist convulsively, but she didn't really try to stop me. My
heart was beginning to pound. I realized for the first time that I was
finally going to get my hand in her panties. Maybe I'd get more!
"Bhaiya," she said, her voice a little scared. "Please..." I didn't say
anything, just kept stroking her thigh, moving my hand closer and closer
to the edge of her panties. Ritu had my wrist in both hands, but made no
move to either close her slightly parted legs or to back away across the
bed. "Bhaiya, I'm scared," she pleaded. I realized that she really was,
and that if I didn't soothe her fears, she'd bolt. It was hard to think
about anything but her hot, moist little pussy, though.

"Don't be afraid, Sis. I'm not going to hurt you. I'm just going to do
for you what you were doing to yourself . Don't you think that'll be
good?" She still wouldn't look up, but her breathing was deep and heavy.
"Y...yes," she whispered. "Then relax, I can't do anything for you if
you're all tight and tense." I reached out with my free hand and gently
pushed her back on the bed. For a moment she resisted, then she lay
back. My heart began to really pound. I knew then that it was finally
going to happen.

"Open your legs, Sis," I said softly. My voice was shaking. Her eyes
were tightly closed, but Ritu slowly let her thighs go limp. Her legs
were dangling over the side of the bed and had a kind of dead weight to
them, but I got them apart with a little effort. And there she was, just
as I'd fantasized at breakfast. Her panties pink and translucent, her
thighs creamy and firm, her buttocks tight beneath her. God! I almost
creamed right there. Slowly, deliciously, I let my hand slide down
between her legs.

She was so smooth, so soft. The flesh under her panties felt utterly
hairless, although I knew there was a soft almost invisible blonde down
covering her tiny mound. Ritu sucked in her breath as my fingers crept
beneath the hem of her panties, but she still made no move to stop me.
She was trembling a little, but seemed to be controlling herself well. I
knew from prior experience with Mom that this was going to be awkward
with her panties on, so I slid my fingers out and patted her on the
pussy. "Lift your ass up, Sis." She raised herself a little, pushing off
the floor with her tiptoes. I reached up beneath her and slid the flimsy
little garment down off her butt. As it slid over her cunt I got my very
first close-up look at her juvenile cunt. Close up, it was even more
intriguing than seen in dim light across a room.

As I slid her panties off, Ritu gave a little moan. "Don't hurt me,
bhaiya! Don't hurt me!"

"I won't, Sis! I'll be careful." It was an idle promise. I knew what to
do, alright. Shit, I'd been fucking Mom for months. But Sis was a virgin
and I didn't really know how to avoid hurting her. In fact, until she
spoke, I hadn't even considered that it might hurt her to be fucked for
the first time. I decided to proceed with caution so as not to ruin her
mood, OR my chances. Gently, I began to stroke and fondle her pussy,
using my whole hand. I didn't try to go inside her cunt just yet because
I knew I'd have to build up to that slowly. Ritu began to moan a little,
not in fear exactly, but in excitement, as though she were off in the
same sort of dream world she'd been in the night I'd caught her
masturbating. She twisted back and forth on the bed a little, rocking
her shoulders up and down, up and down. The motion drew the fabric of
her dress tight across her little titties, outlining them, first one,
then the other. I could feel myself getting hard, my cock stretching
painfully inside my shorts, but I was afraid to stop stroking my
sister's pussy for fear she might make me stop. So I just tolerated the
pain and kept on with my stroking. I had my hand laid flat on her pussy,
palm down, with my fingers pointing up her belly.

Gradually, I began to rub a little harder, sliding my hand first down
between her legs, then up over her mound, pressing down with the heel of
my hand as she thrust up to meet me. I could feel the heat and moisture
building between her thighs and knew I was making progress. Then I began
to press harder with my middle finger, so that it slid inside her slit a
little way each time my hand went down into the darkness between her
thighs. She had spread her legs pretty wide by now, and I had grabbed
the nearest one with my free hand, holding it open. That didn't seem to
scare her, so I dragged her skinny legs wider apart, simultaneously
letting my probing middle finger slide down until its tip actually
entered her cuntslit. God, what a tight, hot little fuckhole she had! I
couldn't wait to get my cock in there! I could feel the wetness of her,
kind of thick and sticky, and a constriction. There seemed to be a ring
of muscle or something just inside her hole. It's her cherry, I thought.
I'm gonna be the one to bust my little sister's fuckin' cherry! Sis gave
a sudden gasp as my finger sunk into her tight cunthole a little more.

"Be careful!" Ritu whispered. "That hurts."

"Okay, okay!" I mumbled, unable keep the ragged edge out of my breath. A
strange feeling was mounting in me. I didn't really care if I hurt her
anymore. I didn't really care about anything except the feeling that was
building in my body. It was something rough and... male, I guess. She
was soft and willing and wet... and I just wanted to fuck her! With a
single, swift motion I jabbed my finger deep into her pussy. Ritu arched
her back, dug her fingers into my wrist and screamed. It was not too
loud a scream, but it scared me shitless! I lunged on top of her, my
finger still inside her cunt, and clamped my other hand over her mouth.
She made muffled sounds and tried to push me away. I stayed atop her,
beginning to enjoy the feeling. We had always horsed around as kids, but
it was never like this! I ground my hips and thighs against her body,
humping my hard cock against her leg, my finger still manipulating her
pussy. She was twisting and fighting and there were tears of pain and
anger in her eyes, but she wasn't really trying to get free. She was
humping back at me! She had parted her thighs completely and had pulled
her knees up until her feet were on the bed, and was lifting her skinny
butt against the push of my body and the insistent thrust of my finger
in her clinging little cunthole.

Then she bit my hand! I cursed and pulled my hand from her mouth. "Sis!
Why the fuck did you do that?"

"I couldn't breathe, you dummy! Besides, you're hurting me. Take your
finger out!"

"I promise not to hurting you again, Sis" I said comfortingly. "You
really like it, don't you?"

"No! Take your finger out before I scream again."

"What if I just leave it in and don't wiggle it around too much? Would
you mind that?"

"I..I don't think so."

"Okay. How's this?"

"That feels better. But don't poke it in so hard! You hurt too much."

I started sliding my finger in and out of her cunt in a nice slow
rhythm. "Better?"

"Mmmmmm, yes. That feels all right."

"If you'll spread your legs a bit more and pull 'em up further, I can
get in and out without having to stretch you so much."

Ritu opened her thighs like she was doing the splits and drew her knees
back almost inline with her tits. Her tiny, hairless cunt looked like a
vertical mouth around my finger and it felt like the mouth was sucking
on it. God, I couldn't wait to fuck her!

"Yeah. That's good, Sis." The ache between my legs was getting
intolerable. I felt that I had to do something about my bent cock or it
was going to break off. I shifted my weight off Ritu and withdrew my
finger. She gasped. "What are you doing, bhaiya?" "Nothing... Hey! Keep
your legs up!" Ritu obediently raised her knees once more, then dropped
them again as I reached for my zipper.

"Oh, no! You're not going to do it to me!" I shook my head. "Don't
worry. I'm just trying to get my cock straight. It's hard and it hurts,
all bent up like this. Look!" I pulled out my prick and showed her how
hard and red and swollen it was. Her little eyes went wide and her mouth
dropped open.

It took her a while to compose herself before she answered. "Well, okay.
But don't think you're going to sneak that thing into me! I read in a
book about that, and you're not going to make me pregnant, bhaiya!"

I shook my head without looking up, my attention still on straightening
out my aching prick. "Course not, Sis. What would I do if I got you
pregnant? They'd throw me in jail for a thousand years, right?"

"I guess so." "Well, I'm not about to go to jail for the rest of my
life, just for knocking my sister up." With that, I eased my hand out of
my pants and moved back on the bed. I did it casually, as though my
little problem were solved and I was getting back to the fun and games
at hand. But that wasn't how it was, not at all! While up, I had stuffed
my shorts down under my balls and had left the button open on the top of
my jeans, so that now my stiff and throbbing cock lay up free against my
belly, with nothing more than a quick tug on my zipper needed to let it
spring out, ready for action. I lowered myself onto Ritu again with my
hand palming her cunt. I was really turned on by the sight of her pink
little ass turned up toward me like that. It was like some sort of
little surprise package opening up just for me. Her hairless little slit
looked like two fat pink lips with a tiny pink tongue peeking out
between them. She was gorgeous! I dropped my weight onto her body and
felt her spread her thighs a bit more to accommodate me. My finger was
once more sliding into her crevice, but this time she didn't object, and
this time there was no resistance. The inside of her pussy was
sticky-wet and kind of greasy. Like it had just had a lube job. Well, I
decided, no sense in wasting it.

I began to finger her more deeply, not poking as I had before, but
moving in and out with a definite rhythm, as I'd watched her doing to
herself the other night. It had seemed to arouse her then, and I figured
it would arouse her now. I was right... it did. She began to moan under
me and her hands clutched at my back restlessly, as they had clutched at
her own tits when she had masturbated. I decided that would be a good
idea too, so I began to knead her little peach-sized titties with my
free hand. That really got to her.

"Ooohhhhh yes, bhaiya! Mazza aa raha hain. Aur karo!"

"Open your gown. I can't get at you with your gown closed." Ritu
squirmed under me awkwardly and parted the fabric of her nightie. I
would have ripped it off in five seconds if it was Mom I was restling
with, she liked me to get a little rough with her sometimes. But Ritu
would probably have freaked out if I tried anything like that with her,
so I just let her do it herself. Finally, Ritu's gown lay rumpled
beneath her with only her arms still in it, and her slim, firm body was
naked under me.

"Wait a minute," I said, fumbling with my shirt.

"What are you doing?"

"Taking off my shirt. I want to feel your tits against me."

"sirf shirt, bhaiya. Pant mut utarna!"

"Right. Just the shirt." I made a big production of removing the garment
especially of getting it out of the waistband of my jeans. What I didn't
make a production over was the fact that pulled my zip down almost
halfway in the process. I was now naked to the waist, with my prick bare
down half its length, laying atop my hot and skinny sister's totally
nude body. Wow! I lay back down full length on Ritu, the heat of her
body like a perfume against my skin. My hand in her cunt served to
conceal the throbbing cock that now lay bared above her steaming slot.
There was nothing between her pussy and my prick but that hand. And it
wasn't an immovable object. It could... and damned sure would... be
moved at the first sign of opportunity knocking! I know I'd promised her
I wouldn't try to put my prick in her, but hey... promises, are made to
broke them! All's fair in love and giving your little sister her first
length of cock! As though it were the most natural thing in the world,
Ritu's mouth drifted over mine and we kissed.

Brother and sister. But it didn't feel like anything but a girl and boy.
No strain of recrimination hung between us. It was right and natural and
beautiful. Ritu whimpered softly, deep in her throat, and her mouth
opened wide. I slid my tongue deep into her mouth. She tasted different
to Mom... kinda fresh. Yeah, that's the word. Fresh and husky and
animal, all at once. Her tongue was soft and moist and sticky, and it
felt like something I was supposed to have, all for my own. And the
things it did to my belly you wouldn't believe. It made my muscles know,
and it made me want to take her, like when I'd jammed my finger up her
cunt and hurt her a little. It made me want to fuck her, right there,
right then. Apparently it had a similar effect on Ritu. As my tongue
slipped between her teeth, her body arched up against mine and her hands
clawed at my back. I could feel the tenseness of her abdominal muscles
bunched beneath her skin, as though demanding that I do something to
ease their plight. So I decided!

With sly little movements I began to hump and wriggle on top of her,
moving my legs and body back and forth over her. I squeezed at her tit
and sucked at her tongue until she was in a little frenzy, moaning and
drawing heavy breaths beneath me. All the time, I worked my finger back
and forth, deeper and deeper, churning the inside of her tight little
cunt to a wet jelly. Carefully, I slid another finger into her tiny
hole, then another, amazed at the way it stretched so easily to admit my
fingers. She gasped and tried to clench her thighs for an instant, then
relaxed and made little gurgling noises. Now, I had the three fingers
spread a little, feeling the hard, rubbery constriction of her cherry
just inside her slit giving and stretching each time. Ritu cried in pain
each time I stretched it, but kept her legs up and wide. I concentrated
on her erect clit, rubbing and massaging the sensitive little bud until
Ritu began to really hunch her pussy up at my hand and rotate her ass,
grinding her cuntmound against my fingers as she whimpered with pleasure.

Then, I made my move! With my own breath coming hard and fast and my
mouth dry and gummy with excitement, I backed my body off a couple of
inches and let my cock slide into my palm. I let it lay there and began
easing my body back down, timing my forward movements to coincide with
the inward thrust of my fingers into my sister's slit. On each forward
thrust, I let my prick slide further and further forward in my hand
until at last, in one electric moment, I felt the damp warmth of the
outside of her cunt brush against the head of my cock. I humped slowly
in and out a couple of strokes, happy that she didn't seem to notice my
cock against her pussy yet, but worried that she might notice it any
second and leap screaming from the bed. But I was determined to prevent
the latter occurrence, at whatever cost. And meanwhile I was going to
get as far as I could before she found out what was happening.

I spread my three fingers a little more and heard her gasp in pain.
"itna jyada nahin bhaiya! That really hurts," she said. I slid my cock a
bit further in, between my fingers and then removed them completely
leaving behind the head of my prick, now firmly wedged into the entrance
of her tiny, wet choot! For a moment she sighed with pleasure.

Then she stiffened. "bhaiya nahin!.. bhaiya bahar nikalo apne lund ko!"

"Relax, Sis. It's not hurting you, is it?"

"That doesn't matter. You take it out of me this instant! Her gasp had
come as I began to come down with my hips and to put some weight behind
the blunt rod that parted her tight little cuntlips. It had moved inside
another inch or so and was straining against the ring of constricting
tissue inside her. Her cherry was was taut and quivering, now, as though
on the edge of tearing.

"Oh, bhaiya! Please bahar nikalo. It hurts bad. You're hurting me!"

"It won't hurt for long, Ritu", I promised, not knowing if that was true
or not, and not really caring. My cock was halfway into the hottest,
tightest little cunt I'd ever fucked and I wasn't about to give up now.
All through her protests, Ritu kept her legs up and drawn apart, her
skinny young thighs lewdly spread. She was trying to fend my advances
off with feeble pushes of her hands and with tossings of her head. But
she had made no real moves to make me stop at all. I realized that if
she really wanted me to quit, all she had to do was bring her legs down
by sliding her ass back. I might have been able to hold her down
physically. But I couldn't have done that and still kept my cock in her.
I realized then that a whole lot of what got called "rape" must be a
real crock. So I just ignored her cries and protests and concentrated on
the hot little slot between her legs. The heat of it was drawing me
inside her like an irresistible magnet. I bore down with my hips,
grinding my pelvis harder and harder into Ritu's body and pushing my
cock with ever-demanding force into her 18-year-old cunt.

She was serious now about trying to get me to stop. I was hurting her
for real. But I paid no heed to her pleas and demands, nor to the
fingers that were clawing my back and leaving thin, bloody weals in the
skin. I ignored the attempts to close her thighs, blocking them with my
hips. And as she tried to lower her ass and scoot out from under under
the hard, bright pain that was invading her belly, I grabbed her ass in
both hands and dragged it upward to keep her from slipping out from
under me. So, as my naked little sister cried and writhed under me, I
pulled her body upward and jammed my cock into her cunt until there was
a tearing feeling, a short, harsh cry, and I was through. For a
frightening instant, I thought that I had really hurt her. I knew I'd
busted her cherry, of course. But, in the back of my mind, I was afraid
that maybe I'd done something serious. However that thought lasted only
a second.

I was so excited at finally getting my cock inside my little sister's
virgin cunt, that even in my fear and Ritu's obvious pain, I kept
humping slowly in and out... and to my utter delight, Sis began
returning the motion! After a minute, I felt a warm trickle between my
legs and knew instinctively that it was blood. And I also sensed,
somehow, that this was all right, that things were as they should be. So
I kept pushing, driving slowly and a bit tenderly into my 15-year-old
sister's cunt. And Ritu responded. She had stopped crying now and was
just drawing deep, ragged breaths. She had laid her head to the side,
closed her eyes, and let her body go limp. Her arms were on the bed,
palms up, and her thighs slowly slowly fell away sideways until they,
too, were all but flat on the bedspread. She was utterly, completely
lost in the sensations and feelings she was experiencing. She was in a
state of total sensual abandon.

My cock was penetrating her little cunt only about halfway, but it felt
so good! Sis was as tight as a clenched fist but nice and hot and
slippery. I was in seventh heaven. The roof could have fallen in about
then and wouldn't have missed a beat. I was humping away at full blast,
trying to be careful not to hurt her too much yet still trying to get my
prick as far into her cunt as I could, just as fast as I could. I thrust
and jammed until I was all the way into the vice-like grip of Ritu's
hot, wet hole. She was so tight, it almost made me shoot off straight
away, but months of fucking Mom had taught me how to control my orgasms
a bit better than the average seventeeen-year-old, and I managed to hold
off, while still giving Sis the hot fucking she so obviously desired. I
lowered my mouth to Ritu's little tit and began to suck hungrily at her
nipple. She moaned loudly, but with pleasure this time. I felt her hands
come back up and caress me, one on my scratched back and one on the back
of my head. I began to suck a little harder and to bite at the hard
little nipple just a bit. I could tell that she really loved it because
her grip on my hair was tighter and her thighs began to twitch. I knew
she was responding to her instinct the same as I was, but it excited me
immensely to know that she was really beginning to enjoy her very first
fuck.

As I pounded harder and harder, Ritu responded in kind, lifting her hips
up at me each time I lunged into her, grinding her cuntmound hard
against the base of my thick cockshaft. I slid my hands off her ass and
down her thighs until I could raise them again to their original
position, butt high and knees against her body. This slid my mouth off
her nipple and up to her neck, and she turned her own lips down to meet
mine, so that we were locked into one another, lip to lip and cock to
cunt. I loved fucking like this with Mom, and now I was doing it to my
snotty little sister, except she wasn't snotty anymore, she was a sexy
little nymph who couldn't get enough of my cock! Ritu lowered her own
hands from my head and back and slid them over my ass. I almost creamed
on the spot when grabbed a handful of each of my cheeks and began to
knead the hard muscle beneath them. She was actually pulling my hips
forward as I fucked her, grinding her juice-filled little cunt up
against my deeply imbeded prick and moaning like a pro. It was hard to
believe that she'd never done it before. She was a natural!

"Uhhhhh, yeahhhh, sis!" I grunted, "I'm fucking you, Sis! I'm fucking
your hot, little cunt!"

"MMMmmmmm! I love it!", moaned ritu, "chodo bhaiya chodo!" And that was
all I could take. Everything went red with a heat of lust. I pounded
into her savagely, feeling her body flatten beneath each brutal thrust.
I jammed it on until nothing existed in my world . I fucked and fucked
while the male juices swelled my nuts. I gripped Sis by the thighs with
force enough to leave bruises for weeks, though that didn't matter to me
at all just then. I sobbed and gritted my teeth at the need and the
drive of it all. Sweat and saliva mingled on the bed beneath us and
my-own juices mixed with my sister's until we flowed one into the other
in a moment of hot incestuous passion. And in an achingly sweet final
instant, I came into Ritu in all the gushes and rivers of young male
potency. My sperm flowed like a river of fire, filling her tiny, bulging
cunt and spilling down the crack of her pert little ass. I came and came
and came.

When it was over, neither of us could move. We lay wrapped in each
other's arms while the sweat chilled on us and the late afternoon sun
turned the room to butter. Then, faintly, faintly, I heard a small
sound. I opened my eyes and looked across Ritu's restive face. There, in
the doorway, which I too, had forgotten to close, stood Mom, and she was
smiling!

Ram Kapoor, New Delhi


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