My Sister Sarita > > I think I was in the junior year of my high school, > and my younger sister, Sarita, was in the seventh > grade. She was just beginning to blossom into a > woman. > Her hormones must have been active already, for I > had > caught her several times straddling the bannister of > the staircase which led up to our bedrooms, and > rocking back and forth on it, with a glazed look in > her eyes. At first I did not understand what she was > doing, but once when I watched her stiffen suddenly > and moan in a stifled whimper, clutching her legs > together against the bannister, I realized she had > just brought herself off, rubbing her panty-covered > pussy against the hard, polished wood of the > bannister. Then she quickly caught herself, looked > around desperately to make sure no one was watching, > and quickly ran up to her room. She had not seen me > standing by the garage door. As soon as she > disappeared out of sight, I had run up to the stairs > and smelled the spot on the bannister where she had > rubbed her pussy. Sure enough, it was glistening > with > her wetness and had the distinctive erotic smell of > a > female in heat. > > Sarita and I were generally friendly with each > other, > although not exactly close. She often tended to be > selfish, and I thought she was manipulative. But I > did > not pay much attention to her behavior most of the > time. One afternoon when our parents were out, I was > lying in bed reading a book. Sarita came in and > flopped down on the bed next to me. She began > pestering me, and so put the book under the pillow, > and tried to push her off the bed. She climbed on to > the bed, and pushed me down, and sat on top of me, > with her knees pressing into my armpits. She held me > down and said, "Let me see what you are reading." > > I shook my head, and said, "Why should I?" > > "Because." > > "Don't bug me, Sarita, and get off my chest," I > grabbed her by the waist and pushed her down. She > raised her knees and tried to pull forward. I could > see her crotch, which was covered in light blue > panties. I could see stray hair poking around the > edge > of it, and began to get hard. I was wearing my > shorts > with nothing else. As I pushed her away again, her > butt slid down over my shorts and pressed against my > hardness. She looked at me with big eyes, and said, > "You are stiff, Pradeep. Shame on you. I am your > sister." > > I looked at her and said, "Then get off me, and > leave > me alone. How do you expect me to react when you are > sitting like this on top of me, exposing your crotch > to me?" > > Sarita smiled and said, "Does that excite you, > brother?" > > "Stop it, Sarita. You are not a little girl any > more. > Pretty soon you will have big boobs and hairy bush, > and you will be driving all the boys crazy." > > "I already have big breasts," she said haughtily, > and > swung her legs off to get off. She stood by the bed, > and looked at my crotch. "You have a big boner > there, > Pradeep. May I see it?" > > "No, you can't. For Christ's sake, Sarita, I am your > brother. Now leave me alone." I tried to get up. > > She immediately pushed me down and said, "No, I > won't. > I want to see your boner. Show me how big you are." > > We started jostling and wrestling with each other. > Several times she tried to grab my crotch, brushing > my > hard-on in the process. I also had my hands on her > breasts as I tried to push her off. Pretty soon, my > cock became so hard that the tip poked out of the > edge > of the shorts. She stuck her hand inside and tried > to > grab it, but I pushed her off. She tried again, and > this time, I grabbed her breasts, and squeezed hard. > She stopped suddenly, breathing heavily, her face > flushed with excitement. > > > > She tried to push my hand away, and said in a hoarse > voice, "Let me touch you, Pradeep. Please. I want to > see your cock. I will show you my pussy if you let > me > touch you." > > I let go of her breasts, and sat up. I pulled her by > the waist against me, and said, "Why, Sarita? Why > are > you so horny today? Don't you realize this is > wrong?" > > "I don't care. You can say anything you want, but > your > body doesn't seem to mind. You have a boner in your > shorts. I want to see it. Please." > > "Give me one good reason why I should let you see > it." > > > Sarita mulled over that for a few moments, and then > said, "Because some of the girls in my class are > always talking about you, and say that you are a > hunk. > They ask me if I have seen you naked." > > "So tell them you haven't. Who says I'm a hunk?" > > "Karuna, and Manda. They drool about you and say all > kinds of nasty things about what they would like to > do > to you." > > "What kind of nasty things?" > > "Well, like yesterday, after our gym class, when we > were in the shower, Manda said she'd love to have > you > walk in there and soap her all over. Karuna was > playing with her boobs and asked me if you are good > at > massaging them. So I said, how should I know. He's > my > brother, not my lover. Do you think I have nice > boobs, > Pradeep?" > > "I don't know. I haven't seen them, but from the > bulge > in your blouse, I suppose they are nice." > > "Would you like to see them? I don't mind if you > look. > I think you are a hunk, too. And even though you are > my brother, I don't mind you looking at me, but you > have to let me look at you also." > > "So you can go and tell your friends how big a boner > I've got?" > > Sarita put her arms around my neck and kissed me > lightly on the lips. "No, my brother. That will be > just our secret. I wouldn't tell them a thing. Let > them burn in desire. Karuna said she'd love to have > you put your boner between her legs." > > "Really? You girls are really nasty. Has she done it > with any boy yet?" > > "I don't know. But I haven't, Pradeep. I am still a > virgin, and I intend to save myself for someone > special. Someone like you." > > "What? I am your brother, Sarita," I said, my heart > suddenly tender for my beautiful sister. All this > raunchy talk had made me take a second look at her, > and I realized that she was quite a beautiful girl. > She had filled up nicely in the last year, and now > her > closeness was making me horny. > > I touched her face, and said, "Sarita, I just > realized > how beautiful you are. Let me take a good look at > you. > Turn around for me." > > Sarita smiled happily, and stepped back. Grabbing > the > edge of her short skirt in her hands, she twirled, > flipping her skirt above her waist line, and giving > me > a good look at her shapely legs and thighs. Then > thrusting her chest forward, and tilting her head to > one side, "How do I look?" > > > > "Good enough to eat," I replied honestly. I had > again > caught a glimpse of her dark bush hidden by the > light-colored panty, causing an erection. Sarita > looked at my crotch, and said, "See, you are > reacting > to me. Let me see it, Pradeep." > > "Okay, but only if we both strip together and look > at > each other. I want to see your body, too." > > We stripped and looked at each other. My sister was > staring at the hard-on of her seventeen year old > brother, and I was staring at her pubescent crotch, > covered with soft hair sprouting over the swollen > mound. For a few minutes we just looked at each > other. > Then we started laughing. > > Sarita took a step closer to me, and said, "You have > such a big cock, brother. It's beautiful. May I > touch > it?" > > I nodded and pulled her closer. She reached for my > boner, and I touched her breasts. They were still > small, but quite firm and round. Her nipples became > hard, and she moaned softly as I rubbed them. Her > fingers around my throbbing cock were driving me > crazy. I grabbed her hand and pushed it away. > > "Stop, sister. If you keep it up, you'll make me cum > all over you." > > "What does that mean, Pradeep?", she reluctantly > pulled her hand away, and sat down next to me, > putting > her arms around my neck. Her young breasts pushed > against my side, which felt very nice. > > I told her about how I masturbate, and told her > about > the sticky stuff that comes out when I hit the peak. > Then I told her that I had seen her do it also. > First > she pretended not to know what I was talking about, > but I described in detail how I had seen her rub her > crotch on the railing the year before. She got all > red > in the face, and said, "Oh Pradeep. Please don't > tell > mom. It felt so good that I couldn't help myself." > > I took her face in my hands, and kissed her on the > nose. "Don't worry, sister. I won't tell. Do you do > it > often?" > > "No. I am scared to get caught. But I rub it with my > fingers at night and that feels good. Is it a bad > thing to do, Pradeep?" > > "No, I do it all the time. It actually makes me > relax > and I can sleep well at night." > > "Me, too. Oh, Pradeep. I felt so guilty all the > time. > Now I can enjoy doing it. Would you like to see me > do > it?" > > I nodded. She lay down on the bed and spread her > legs. > "You do it to me, Pradeep. I'll tell you what to do. > I'd love for you to do it to me." > > I reached out and touched her lips, my fingers > brushing the soft hair covering the opening. I > parted > them with my fingers, and looked at her pussy. I > could > see the moist opening, and the slight swelling at > the > apex. This was my first close look at a young pussy, > and it made my cock so hard that it started > throbbing. > Sarita saw it, and reached out to take it in her > hand, > as I continued to probe her moistness. I rubbed the > spot at the apex of her triangle gently, and she > just > moaned with pleasure. I rubbed her lips and the tiny > knob of her clit until she started thrashing about, > tightening her grip around my cock. Then she moaned > loudly and jerked her hips against my fingers, > drenching them with a continuous flow of sticky > liquid > that came oozing out of her pulsating pussy lips. It > smelled very exotic. She had grabbed on to my cock, > and was squeezing it in her fist. I started jerking > my > hips, pumping my cock between her fingers. Soon I > reached climax, and grabbing her hand with mine, I > thrust forward, splashing my sticky white cum all > over > her hand and chest. Sarita squealed in delight, and > watched in fascination as my cock jerked and erupted > in several more spurts before beginning to soften. > She > held on to it as it shriveled in her hand, and then > looked at her sticky fingers. > > "This stuff makes babies, right?" > > "Yeah, but only if it shoots inside the pussy. > Otherwise, it just makes me feel good. Did you enjoy > seeing my cock shoot?" > > > > She nodded happily. "Thanks, Pradeep. I loved it. > Now > I have experienced and seen something that Karuna > and > Manda haven't." > > "You are not going to tell them, are you? We'll both > be in big trouble if the word got out, Sarita. You > better not say anything to anyone, understand?" > > She nodded, and bringing her sticky fingers to her > nose, smelled the stuff. She looked at me and said, > "This smells so exotic, brother. How does it taste?" > > > "You try it and tell me," I said. > > She licked her fingers, and made a face. "It has a > strong taste, but it's not bad. I could get used to > it. Will you let me taste it next time you do it?" > > "Okay, but you have to let me taste you, too." > > "It's a deal. I can't wait. Oh, Pradeep. You are the > best brother in the whole world. I love you so > much." > > We held each other tightly, enjoying the closeness > of > our naked bodies. We heard footsteps outside the > room, > and quickly got dressed. Sarita left my room, and > promised to come back at night after everyone had > gone > to bed. That never happened, because I think she got > cold feet, and also because of the fact that our mom > was a very light sleeper. She would have heard us > for > sure, and so we decided to cool it, until we had a > safer opportunity. > > ************ > > Some years passed. Sarita entered college when I was > in my senior year. After I went away to college, we > saw much less of each other, except during summer > vacations. During those years, somehow we never > again > got so intimate, I think, because we both kind of > moved on with our own lives, getting interested in > other people and stuff like that. But deep down, we > were both aware that we had come very close to each > other, and that had led to our being the best of > buddies. We confided in each other about everything, > and had very much come to enjoy each other's > company. > > I finished my classes and finals of the senior year > in > May, and came home to enjoy a well-deserved rest. > Sarita had written to me about a trip she had wanted > to take with one of her girl friends to a sea > resort. > Our mom had initially nixed the idea, because she > did > not feel it was safe for the two young girls to go > off > on their own to some sea resort. Sarita had told me > how much she had wanted to go, and asked me if I > would > agree to chaperon them. Apparently, mom had put that > as her condition for letting my sister go. So I > agreed. > > A couple days later, the three of us took off. > Sarita's friend turned out to be none other than her > horny schoolmate Karuna, who had an itch for me when > they were in school. I had never met this girl > before, > and when I saw her for the first time, my jaw > dropped. > She was diminutive, but packed a dynamite figure in > her 5-foot tall, compact body. She was really > hot-looking, with breasts that invited to be > touched, > and a narrow waist that flared into the most > voluptuous pair of legs. She was one sexy siren. > Karuna saw my reaction, and gave me a sweet smile, > and > wink. > > "Hi Pradeep. I have wanted to meet you for such a > long > time. I suppose Sarita already told you how hot I > used > to be hot for you when we were in school." > > I looked at Sarita and smiled. This girl did not > waste > any time. I nodded, and said, "Yes, I know all about > your talks in the shower. Do I pass inspection?" > > Karuna licked her lips, and said, "Absolutely. I > hope > I haven't disappointed you." > > > > "No, but then I did not know what to expect. I did > not > have the handicap you had. My sister did not tell me > much about how you look. So it is a pleasant > surprise > for me," I played along. > > "Well, I am glad. And, I hope you will give me a > chance to show you how much I appreciate your coming > along on this trip." > > "You are welcome. Tell me more about it. What is so > special about it that you had to enlist my support? > Where are we going?" > > "It's a beach resort up on the Goa coast." > > "Goa? Why there?" > > "Well, you might as well know the truth. I am going > to > meet my boy friend there. We want to get married > soon, > but my parents are totally opposed to him, because > he > is from a different religion." > > "Different religion? Is he a Bania, or something?" > > "Worse. He's a Muslim." > > "I can see why your parents would not approve. Where > did you find this guy?" > > "He was in our class at school. I think you know > him. > At least, I am sure you have seen him." > > "The only Muslim kid I knew from your school was > Bashir." > > "That's the one. We kind of fell in love, and.... > > "How do you "kind of" fall in love? It's either all > the way in, or all the way out," I interrupted her. > > "Never mind that. I hope you won't mind going along. > I > couldn't get my parents to agree to this trip > without > Sarita coming along. They know nothing about Bashir. > Then your mom insisted on a chaperon, because she > wasn't sure where we were going. Bashir is going to > join us once we get there. We want to spend some > time > together. I know you and Sarita will like the coast > line. It is very peaceful there, and very > beautiful." > > "Did you know about this?" I asked Sarita. > > She nodded. "I didn't want to tell you before, > because > we were afraid you might decline to escort us. Are > you > mad at me?" > > "No, but I want to talk to you about this > separately." > Turning to Karuna, I asked, "What are you and your > boy > friend planning to do in Goa?" > > "Nothing. Just spend some time together. We haven't > seen each other in three years, and ..." Her voice > trailed off. She blushed, and looked at me with a > pleading look in her eyes. > > I shrugged my shoulders, and said, "It's none of my > business what you and your boyfriend do with each > other, but it was wrong for you to deceive your > parents like this, and then drag my sister and me > into > your deception. If mom finds out what you two are up > to, Sarita will be grounded for a long time, and > you, > Karuna, will probably get a thrashing of your life, > if > I know your parents." > > Karuna turned red, and looked scared. > > > > "I am terribly sorry, Pradeep, for dragging you into > this. I beg you not to say anything to my parents, > or > to your mom. This trip is very important to me. I > love > Bashir very much. I need to see him. This was the > only > way I could manage it. Please, I will do anything > you > ask, but don't tell anyone about Bashir." She came > over to me, and threw her arms around my neck. I > felt > her tight hug, as she pressed her voluptuous body > into > me. I could feel her firm breasts digging into my > chest, and my nostrils picked up her exotic perfume. > She was very sexy and she knew exactly what effect > she > would have on any red-blooded male. > > I reacted to her closeness, and she detected it > immediately. She kissed me hard on the lips, and > pushed away. "Thanks, Pradeep, for understanding how > important this trip is for me. I promise you, I will > make it up to you. Just go along for my sake. > Please?" > > > Sarita was watching her friend's seduction game. My > sister was no dummy. She knew what Karuna was doing. > She saw the bulge in my pants, and smiled at me. As > soon as Karuna had left, she came over, and pressed > her hand on my crotch. > > "So you let yourself be seduced by her, didn't you?" > > > "Now wait a minute, sister. You two played a trick > on > me, and then your friend threw herself at me to > cinch > the deal. What do you expect me to do when she > pressed > her boobs and crotch at me? I am only human. I can't > believe that friend of yours. She claims to be in > love > with this Muslim dude to the extent that she is > willing to risk being thrown out by her parents, to > say nothing of putting her best friend and her > brother > in a jam. Then she practically invites me to take > her > just to keep my mouth shut. What kind of love is > that?" > > Sarita laughed, and said, "You are so naive. Do you > think she would let you make a pass at her? She is a > born flirt. But she is in love with this guy, > believe > me. I have endured nights after nights of her crying > over him in the dorm. She is desperate to meet him, > that's for sure. She wants to have sex with him. I > just hope she doesn't get knocked up." > > "Oh, is that so? And what are we supposed to do > while > she is making out with her Muslim stud at that > beach? > Watch them and take some pictures for their photo > album?" > > "Don't be so nasty, Pradeep. The poor girl is in > love. > She is trusting us to keep her secret. So be nice to > her, and to Bashir when you meet him. He is a very > nice guy, and I know he loves her very much. He has > the same problem with his parents, probably even > worse. The Muslims are very staunch about their > religion. He already told Karuna that she would have > to convert to Islam if she wants to marry him." > > "Oh really? And she agreed?" > > "Yes. Now at least you will believe that she loves > him. So let's help them, okay? She is my best > friend." > > > I pulled Sarita in my arms, and said, "All right. > But > remember, I am doing it for you, not her. She > doesn't > mean anything to me. But you are my best friend, and > so I do it for you." > > "I knew you would agree," Sarita smiled, and kissed > me > on the lips. "I love you, brother." > > "Yeah, yeah. I am a sucker for your charm, and you > know it. Now let me take a good look at my beautiful > sister. Let me see if you have grown in all the > right > places since our little episode some years ago. I > hope > you still remember." > > Sarita blushed, and said, "Not one night has gone > without my remembering it, brother. I still can't > get > over it. You were so gorgeous then. I hope you have > also grown in the right places yourself." > > "Well, pretty soon we will have a chance to find out > on the beach of Goa, won't we? Do you suppose they > have nude beaches over there?" > > > > "Of course not. What kind of question is that? This > is > India, not some exotic beach in France," Sarita > replied, hugging me. "Hold me Pradeep. It feels > good." > > > We held each other, enjoying our closeness. Sarita > had > filled out beautifully, and looked positively > ravishing. I could feel her youthful body, every > alluring curve that moulded itself to me as she > clung > to me. "It feels so wonderful to be in your arms, > brother. You are a very good hugger." > > "So are you, Sarita," I broke our embrace, and > looked > at her. "Tell me, what have you planned to do on > this > trip?" > > "Oh, just wander around the beaches, swim, tan in > the > sun, the usual stuff. What about you?" > > "The same, I suppose. I would have added ogling at > beautiful girls, but I can't imagine anyone else > worth > looking at when you are around." > > "Not even Karuna?" > > "Not even a close comparison, Sarita. She can't even > hold a burnt candle to your beauty." > > Sarita blushed, and clung to me. "You are such a > flirt. But I am your sister. You can't look at me > the > way you look at other girls." > > "I know that. But that doesn't change the fact that > you are the most beautiful girl I know." > > "Don't you have a girl friend, Pradeep? You should > not > be hitting on me like this. Promise me that you > won't > do anything silly when we are in Goa." > > "Like what?" > > "Oh, I don't know. I mean...well, you know what I > mean. Some innocent fun and teasing is okay, but we > both had better watch out. This is as much a warning > for myself as for you, brother. You are a very > attractive young man, someone any girl would love to > pull in her arms. You saw how Karuna hugged you." > > "Don't worry, sister. I won't do anything if you > don't > start anything. But you will have to let me ogle > you. > You are too beautiful not to. You can do the same to > me." > > Sarita laughed, and punched me in the ribs. "You are > too raunchy for your own good, dear brother. You had > better control your libido. I still remember that > day, > and it gives me goose pimples. You looked so sexy. > Oh, > I wish you were not my brother, Pradeep." > > She kissed me hard on the lips, and pushed away. I > threw a kiss at her, and went up to my room. I was > getting excited about the trip, and beginning to > look > forward to spending the next ten days in the company > of these two lovely girls. I wondered if anything > might happen between me and my sister. She was worth > her weight in gold, and I made a mental note to be > on > guard when I was around her. I wasn't going to let > any > hot shot young kid make a crude pass at her while I > was around my sister. > > The trip to Goa was turned out to be quite an > adventure. Karuna and her boy friend met, and > smooched > all the time they were within grabbing distance of > each other, leaving me and Sarita alone to explore > the > beach and the surroundings. Bashir did not say much > to > me and Sarita. He didn't know me that well anyway. > When we first met, he was very gallant and, I > thought > a bit of a flirt, towards Sarita, hugging her > constantly, and trying to make an impression on her. > Karuna kept him on a leash, and as soon as we were > at > the beach, whisked him away from us. I was relieved, > and from the looks of it, so was Sarita. > > > > It was a lovely place, with palm trees and sand > dunes, > cold water and cool breeze most of the time. A > couple > of times, we caught Karuna and Bashir in what looked > like a heavy petting session. We were a good 500 > yards > away from them, sitting under a shade tree, and > watching the surf and the loiterers at the beach. I > was bored stiff, with nothing to do. I looked at > Sarita and said, "Looks like they are getting into > it > seriously. I have a feeling Bashir will make his > landing tonight." > > "Don't talk like that, Pradeep. And so what if he > did? > They love each other." > > "I know. Is your friend smart enough to take the > necessary precautions?" > > "I certainly hope so. I will ask her tonight." > > "That might be too late. Look at them. He's already > got his hand way inside her skirt." > > "I can't see a thing from here. How do you know?" > > "I have better eyesight, and better instinct than > you > do, sister. Do you think he's going to return from > this trip without scoring?" > > Sarita stood up and squinted in their direction. She > shook her head. "I don't know what they are doing. I > can't see a thing." > > "Do you want to go closer? There is another bunch of > trees closer to them. Let's wander off in that > direction. They are so wrapped up in themselves, > they > won't notice."