My Muscular Brother – Part 1

My name is Avni, and this is my real sexual experience with my brother. There are four people in my family: me (19), my elder brother Vishal (22) and my parents, who both work.

We have a 4 BHK penthouse. My brother and I each have separate bedrooms. In the passage between our bedrooms, there is a common bathroom and wardrobe area.

My brother Vishal is a muscular boy with 6’3 height and a well-built body. He is a fitness enthusiast and loves sports and martial arts. He has a strong jawline and a handsome face. He is currently in college, studying for his MBA.

I, on the other hand, am pursuing CA. I have a curvy figure of 34-28-32. I have a fair complexion and aesthetically pleasing features. I’m very petite and 5’5.

During the COVID lockdown, we were both stuck at home. Vishal exercises and works out in the backyard. He also studied martial arts as a hobby and taught me a few moves. I had seen his bare body in shorts, working up a sweat, and I couldn’t help but admire him.

His toned body, powerful muscles, and strong presence made my heart skip a beat. I was mesmerized by him and attracted to him. I felt my face flush, and my panties got wet with desire. I wanted to touch him, to feel his skin against mine, and have him take me in his arms.

So, to get closer to him, I started working out with him. I wore tight, sweat-wicking clothes that showed off my curves. I had a tight tank top that showed off my cleavage and tight shorts that showed off my shapely legs.

I could feel his eyes lingering on me as we worked out, and it only made me desire him more. He took too much time in the shower afterwards, and I knew he was engaging in some self-pleasure. I felt a thrill of excitement, knowing that he was thinking of me while doing it.

I kept my iPhone in the bathroom and, with my Apple Watch, opened the camera app to see live. When he entered the bathroom, I could see him through the live video feed on the Apple Watch. As he removed his clothes, I could see his huge dick come out of his boxers.

I felt a wave of arousal wash over me as I watched him touch himself. I could see that his dick was 7 inches long and very thick. I was mesmerized by the sight of it, and I couldn’t help but touch myself as I watched him.

He then grabbed his phone and opened up my pictures. I watched as he scrolled through my pictures, looking at each one carefully. He smiled, and I could tell he was getting aroused. I thought this would be a good time to tease him, so I closed the video and knocked on the bathroom door.

“Vishal, open the door! What are you doing? You’ve been in there for too long,” I said. “What do you want?” he said, his voice muffled through the door. “Is my phone there?” I said. “I think I left it in here earlier.”

I heard shuffling, and then the door opened, revealing Vishal standing in a towel. I could see her bulge in the towel, and a blush crept up my face as I realized that she had nothing on underneath.

“What were you doing in there?” I asked, mischief twinkling in my eyes. He smiled, a mischievous glint in his eyes as he answered, “Just getting ready for my bath.”

I could see him looking at me up and down. I knew he was looking at my lack of a bra and the sweat glowing on my chest. I couldn’t look away from him. I felt my body warming up and my heart racing.

I quickly excused myself and walked to my room. I closed my eyes and remembered him. I thought of what it would be like to be with him and make love. I felt myself aroused and had to touch myself.

I started acting differently around him. I teased him more and flirted with him whenever I could. I was trying to get his attention and show him how I felt. He started to get a bit naughty with me, too, and he began to make more jokes and talk to me more.

While helping me with my workout, he would touch my boobs and hips. He would look at me in a way that made me feel special. Now, I wasn’t in the mood for hide and seek and was ready to take action.

As usual, he went to the bathroom after the workout. I knocked on the door after a few minutes when I was sure his dick would be hard.

When I knocked on the door, he wrapped a towel around his waist and opened the door. I could see the bulge in the towel and knew exactly what he was doing in the bathroom.

I said mischievously, “Looks like you were doing something fun in there!” He quickly replied, “No, I was just trying to dry off.” I laughed and said, “Let me help you with that!” Then I pulled the towel off him and threw it in the laundry hamper.

When I pulled the towel off him, I saw his erect dick with its white skin and pink head underneath. Instinctively, I put my hands on his dick and stroked it. I said, “I know you masturbate looking at my pictures. Now let me show you how it’s done for real.”

I winked at him and removed my t-shirt to reveal my full C-cup breasts. He took my boobs in his hands and started to shake his dick. I moved my hands to his balls and tightened my grip. I felt them move up and down as I moved my hands around his shaft.

He moaned in pleasure, and I smiled. I leaned in closer and kissed him on the lips. His hands moved down to my ass and pulled me closer to him. I asked him to suck me, and he happily obliged, taking my breasts in his mouth and licking and sucking them.

His tongue felt so pleasant on my nipples, and I felt my legs quiver. I put my hands on his dick and stroked it. His moan grew even louder, and I felt my own body heat up with arousal. I felt his body tense up and knew he was on the edge of pleasure.

I sat down and asked him to cum on my breasts. He moaned louder as I continued to stroke his dick, and I could feel his body tense up even more. Finally, he released his cum, and I felt the warmth of his cum on my chest.

It was the first time I had ever felt a man’s cum on my chest, and I felt a strange thrill go through me. He spread the cum across my big boobs, and I could feel the warmth radiating through my entire body.