I am Rajesh, aged 23 and working as a Physical Education Teacher in a higher secondary school in Kerala. I am 5’ 10” tall, weighs 74 kilos with an athletic body. I have two elder sisters. The eldest is Leena. She is 34 and has a son aged 7. She is an English Lecturer in a college. My second sister is Lucy. She is 29 and is a nurse and is settled in the USA with her husband. They had a daughter recently.
My mother is with them, looking after the child. Both my father and mother were teachers. My father died after a heart attack two years ago. Being the children of teachers, we all were good in our studies. We are from a well-to-do family. My father inherited 5 acres of rubber plantation other than a few commercial plots he bought with his own savings and financial assistance provided by his brother and sister who are permanently settled in the US.
The incident which I am going to narrate happened 2 months ago. My sister Leena stays with us as her husband passed away in a car accident 5 years after her marriage. She was 30 then. With the consent of her loving in-laws, she was staying with us and she used to visit them frequently with her son. As my mother was retired and my elder sister Leena was there at home to look after the domestic chores, my mother willingly agreed to go to the US when they requested her to come.
I was busy in the school, preparing children in sports and often acting as a substitute English teacher with the language proficiency I acquired from my parents and during my post graduate studies in Patiala, Punjab. I used to drop my sister in her college in the morning and she used to return home own her own. I was back at home before it was dark in the evening. Ours is a happy family. I used to call Leena ‘Chechi’ which means elder sister. She was almost 5’ 6” tall, fair and I guess she weighed nearly 60 kilos.
She was neither thin nor plump, few extra pounds at the curves, making her more attractive. We had a very friendly relationship. I was aware of her physical features and its attractions. We used to be very open and casual in our conversations. We commented on the people we see on the way to college. We used to meet a teacher waiting for bus, who was a cousin of my sister’s friend. Once, my sister said, “That girl has an eye for you. She is too thin and not financially sound. You should marry someone of our financial status.
And she must look good. You know, sex is very important in marriage”. I said, “Is it so? Then I will try sex first to see if they are good for marriage”. She slapped me on the thigh and we burst out laughing. Anyhow, she used to take good care of me. She cooked delicious food, washed my clothes, cleaned the house, arranged my table which is always a mess and set the books and magazines lying on the bed and changed the bed sheets.
One day, she gave me black coffee in the morning and as I was drinking coffee, reclining on the back rest of the bed and she was picking up the soiled clothes from the hanger. My underpants fell on her face while pulling out the pants. She picked it up and looked at it skeptically. She turned to me and asked, “Do you apply perfume There?” I blushed, “No Chechi. Old Spice aftershave lotion”. She grinned wide and pinched me on my cheeks softly. Later, I found her to be pleasant, but preoccupied. Her replies to my questions and comments were a quarter of a second delayed. But it didn’t last for long.
It took two days for things to change. But the result was surprising. It was as if she had come out of a trance or just like a butterfly that came out of its cocoon. She looked happy, energetic, and enthusiastic and was laughing a lot. Her face looked more radiant. She lingered around in my room longer than usual exchanging small talk. She joked and laughed a lot. Her casual touches on my body seemed to be longer.
She often leaned on to my body longer. She often placed her hand on my bare, hairy chest while waiting for me to finish drinking coffee. Her hand grazed through my hairy body lazily, often her beautifully polished nails making a sweet, painful feeling. Her touch made me to shiver, as if electrified by very low voltage of current and pumping greater amount of blood into my groins. I struggled in my lungi and crossed my leg to hide my hard on. It didn’t go unnoticed. She used to caress my cheeks before leaving.
I was also enjoying the situation though with embarrassment. It was then that I began to notice her body. It was soft, but firm. She had ample breasts. The very fair area around the navel with golden hairline growing darker as it goes down made me to look at her in a different way. I looked at her as a woman, a very, very sexy women; a woman deprived of a man’s touch, caress, warm body, embracing arms and sex. Wild sex! Especially for such a long time! Wouldn’t she have any thought of sex?
Would she not have desired for a man to touch her bare body? Would she not have wished to lie on a bed, naked with a strong naked man? Wouldn’t she want a man to suck her breasts while he fondled the other breast? Wouldn’t she want a strong man to fondle her between her legs? Wouldn’t she long for him to put his cock in her cunt and bang her until she cried out in orgasm? Wouldn’t she want a massive cock to spurt jets of semen in to her already very wet cunt? I had no answers.
Gradually I too began to respond to her the same way as she interacted with me. I touched her more whenever I got an opportunity. I touched on the shoulder and bottom while in shopping complexes indicating her to move on. I placed my palm on her thighs while she sat with me on the bed after giving me coffee. I kissed her on her cheeks when she caressed me on mine. She had the habit of taking bath as soon as she got up for her shoulder-long wavy hair to get dry.
Her hair and body smelt really good in the morning. One day, she told me. “Can we go for a shopping on Saturday? I’ve to buy some dresses. We’ll send Tony (her son) to Papa and Mommy”. Friday evening she went home and stayed with them. Her Papa reached her back in the morning as she told them about her shopping trip. The next day we went to Cochin for shopping. She selected five sarees for daily wear and then went to where lingerie was kept dragging me along with her when I stayed back.
She selected two or three sleeveless night dresses and while looking for bra and panties, I heard her saying 36 and 38 which I presumed 36” her breasts and 38 her bottom size. The sales girl must have thought us to be husband and wife. Our 11-year age-difference was well hidden by her youthful look and my very masculine features. While returning she said, “I bought sleeveless night dress, but I forgot to buy hair remover. My body is very hairy”. I responded with a smile, “You don’t do much heavy work, so you don’t sweat much.
A little sweat smell makes you more feminine”. She laughed aloud and retorted, “As if you are an expert on women……” I went red, “No, no… I have felt it while coaching the girls’ team”. She said, “So… That’s what you do in the school… smelling girls”. I turned red again. It was raining in the evening and darkness had come up early. Chechi took bath and told me to take bath before dinner. We were not particularly hungry as we had taken a heavy lunch. “Shall we go for some wine? There are 2 bottles left which Lucy had brought last time.” I said, “Ok”.
She brought it. I suggested her that we could have it in our bedroom. Both of us had a glass full of wine. It was making us slightly tipsy. Chechi was wearing a sari. I said, “Chechi, put on your night dress. Let’s see how it looks.” She changed and came. Gosh! She looked gorgeous. The night dress was black in color. It reached just below her knees. It had laces around her neck with a filmy material. Her fair skin glowed in it. Her bottom and breasts protruded from her body prominently.
The upper part of her breasts was clearly visible. The long hair in her armpits could be seen vividly. She could see I was stunned seeing her. She just turned around making the dress whirl around her.“You are the most beautiful woman I have seen”, I said. “Much more beautiful than the film stars!” She hugged me holding me close to her tummy. I too held her tight and rubbed my face on her stomach.
Releasing me, she poured more wine in to our glasses and sat along with me leaning on the pillow. We just continued chatting. Her talk was getting slightly slurred. She laughed more. I could smell the faint smell of perfume from her body. I could see the hair on her armpits when she raised her arms talking to me animatedly. A stronger smell of perfume emanated from there. I had begun to get a hard on.
I kissed her on the armpits, “You smell very good”. “mmmm…..” Smiling seductively, she asked me, “Have you applied aftershave There?” “No, not now”“Let me see” I was wearing a lungi only. She got up from the bed and removed the lungi from my lap. I had removed the hair two weeks age. But there were rich bushes. She spread my legs and inhaled deeply as if savoring the smell. She kissed on the scrotum. She held my semi-erect penis and rubbed it on her cheeks. She removed the foreskin back and slowly kissed on the bulbous part.
She sucked on it while moving the skin back and forth. All the while she was looking at me. My 6½” cock had grown to its full glory. I had never felt it to so strong. I could feel blood being pumped to it with great pressure. The veins looked very prominent, filled with blood. Her curly hair was spread all over my thighs. I called “Chechi…..” in a shivering voice. I was feeling heavenly pleasure. Holding her on the armpits, I pulled her to me.
She hugged me tight. I kissed her on the cheek and then on her lips. I sucked on her fleshy lips. She too sucked on my lips hard. I inserted my tongue into her mouth and she was sucking on it hard. Saliva from my mouth flowed in to hers and she was swallowing it. My hands were moving all over her body. I pressed on her plump ass and succulent breasts. She was kissing all over my face. I got her detached from me and removed the night dress. Oh God! She was like a Greek goddess.
Not an inch of fat, but so filled to your satisfaction. I stroked her all over the body and sank my face into her cleavage. So soft! Slowly I removed her bra. The two heavy melons breathed free. They were big, bigger than I expected and sagging a little with its weight. It was a little bigger for my wide palms. I pressed it. The nipples were about a centimeter long and the areolas were large in size. I sucked on the left nipple and fondled the other between my fingers. I sucked harder, taking more of her breast in to my mouth. She was hugging me tight and her legs clutched mine.
The hair on her pubic area was making a tingling sensation on my thighs. I started sucking on her right breast and my right hand ventured on to her magic triangle. It was very hairy. I moved down. The bush around her pubic area was hairier than any picture I had seen on the internet. I rubbed the area with my palm. I touched on her clitoris and massaged on it with my fingers. I inserted my finger into her vaginal hole. It was wet, really wet. I groped in the vagina to find the area where she got maximum pleasure.
When I touched on one place, I could feel her convulsion. I continued massaging that area. Then I sank my face on to her bushy area. It smelt of perfume. She must have guessed that this was going to happen that day. I parted the hair near her clitoris and sucked it for some time. I sent my tongue into her hole with force. I pushed it and pulled it out. She began moaning now. “Rajesh… Rajesh” She repeatedly muttered.
I continued giving soft bites on her clitoris and squeezing it. She was gyrating her hips and pressing my face on to her cunt. I pressed my face into her vagina and rubbed it to left and right all the while sucking her cunt. She began to move frantically. Her moans had turned to loud cries. “Oh Rajesh, suck your sister. Put your tongue deep into your sister’s cunt. Ooooooooooh! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Oh my God! Ahhhhh…..”
She raised her hips from the bed out of sheer pleasure. “Ah..” She had her orgasm. Slowly she calmed down. Her cunt was wet and dripping with her juice. I licked it all clean. She lay on the bed with her eyes closed, breathing hard. I went to the bathroom, washed myself and came back to the bed. I lay down beside her, hugged her and kissed her all over the face. She also held me close and kissed me. She lay on my chest caressing my body. “I never had such a powerful orgasm. Where did you learn all these?” “From the Internet”, I whispered. “And where did you hide all your sexual urges?”
“Who said I did so? All the egg fruit fries you ate had my juices on it. I masturbated at least twice daily. But the pleasure of a man holding you tightly is totally different. I have not been getting much satisfaction from masturbation” She was patting on my dick while saying all these. It began to get enlarged.
“My vagina starts leaking the moment I touch you. I used to run to my bedroom after giving you coffee to masturbate. But it was unbearable when I heard you say you apply aftershave on your cock. I don’t know how I controlled myself so far. I had a dream yesterday that you were fucking me. I was struggling what your response would be if I approach you. I thought the dream was the answer for me.”
My cock was shivering due to her sensitive touch. I fondled her breasts. The other hand was grazing through her vaginal hair, often the fingers going inside. Her breath had become faster. She urged me to go on top of her. She spread her legs and I went on top of her. She guided my cock towards her hole. I slowly pushed it in. It was slippery with her juice, but perfect fit. Every time I pushed, more of my cock went in. After 5 or 6 pushes, my cock was completely buried in her cunt till its hilt.
I could feel it touching her uterus. I sucked on her tits which was giving her immense pleasure. She was also reciprocating to my powerful thrusts. Her breasts were swinging forward and backwards. She was rubbing on my scrotum which gave me enormous pleasure as much the delight I received from my cock entering and exiting her tight pussy. She began moaning. “Fuck me harder. Push your cock fully in me.
Bathe my pussy with your semen. Ah…….. Oh…….. God! Fuck your sister, your cock-hungry sister. Oh.. God! Rajesh….. Fill me with your milk.” She had her legs crossed over my back. She was thrusting back when I pushed my cock in. My balls were kissing on her hairy part and my pushes were making a ‘gluck, gluck’ sound in her hole. She was panting for breath and her rubbing on my balls had become frenzied.
I knew she was on the verge of her orgasm. I continued pumping at the same pace. I was also near to first ecstasy of spurting my semen into a pussy. She blurted, “Faster…. Rajesh.. Faster. Pour your milk into your sister’s pussy. Make me pregnant .. Pregnant with your child. Let everyone know you fucked your sister….
Let them know I opened my legs wide for you. Oh. Ah.. She was talking loud. Ah…. She had her orgasm. It was too much for me. I too sprayed semen into her cunt. I did not know how long it continued to flow into her. I lay over her gasping for air. She lay with her eyes closed.
When I took out my flaccid penis, her cunt was overflowing with our juice. The bed sheet also was soiled in a large area. She smiled very wide and looked very happy. She squeezed me with her hands and covered me with kisses. “I have not felt anything like this for a long time. Was it really your first time?”
“Yes, but a girl has masturbated me in a bus when we went for the Inter University Athletic Meet.”“So you were a virgin. And I deflowered you. Right?”“Yes, Chechi. Have you done it with someone else”. “No. This is the first time.”
We got up and had a warm bath together. We bathed each other. I shaved her hair near the vaginal hole. And we fucked again in the bathroom. It was as if we were insatiable. We had a light dinner. In the bedroom we fucked twice again.
We knew that a brother fucking a sister was sin. But that thought itself made it all the more enjoyable. We continued our relationship even after her son came back. She used to come to me when he slept. She stopped wearing her panties and bra in the house so that I could feel them any time I want. We fucked in our bedroom, sitting room, kitchen, sit-out, porch, garden and even while speaking over phone with our mother.
It was fun for us both to go out of the house to the lawn in the garden naked and make love there. She enjoyed drinking my semen and using filthy language while love making. She insisted on me to call her a whore. We greatly enjoy doing all these. I don’t know how long we could continue doing this when our mother comes back. Anyhow we enjoy it until it lasts. I hope you enjoy this. Girls and aunties who are interested to have a relationship, mail your comments and interests to
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