It was fulfilling to be engulfed in my brother\u2019s strong arms with his gradually diminishing cock deep in my pussy. After breathing normalized, he murmured in my ears, \u201cOh, Didi, it feels really good to remain inside you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt feels wonderful to have you inside me. I love you, bhai.\u201d<\/p>\n
We kept murmuring sweet nothings as he nibbled my ear lobes. Eventually, he started slipping out of me and made the usual request, like whenever he came inside me.<\/p>\n
\u201cDidi, I want to see the juice pouring out of your pussy.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOre dushtu chele, etobar dekheo mon bhoreni?\u201d(You naughty boy, how many times would you want to see that?)<\/p>\n
\u201cJanish to Didi, tor roshalo gud theke amar fyada upche berochche eta hajar bar dekheo mon bhorbe na.\u201d (Even if I watch my cum dripping from your juicy pussy a thousand times, I would want more.)<\/p>\n
\u201cAshobhyo chele,\u201d (Indecent boy) I uttered with artificial contempt.<\/p>\n
He got up from my back. I turned over and shifted my hips to the edge of the bed. He sat down on the floor with his eyes focused on my pussy. The deluge of man juice inside my well fucked pussy was clamouring for a release. I parted my legs wide and lowered my pussy towards the floor.<\/p> \n\n
Goblets of our mixed juices oozed out. His eyes filled with amazement as he watched our juices gargling out and creating a small puddle on the floor.<\/p>\n
\u201cOre eto prochur mal dhelechi tor vitore!\u201d (This is a huge load I deposited inside you.)<\/p>\n
\u201cOnnyo kono meye parbe toke ei vabe ningrate?\u201d(Can any other girl drain you in this way?)<\/p>\n
\u201cNa Didi na, sudhu tui parbi.\u201d (None, but you.)<\/p>\n
He grabbed some tissues and cleaned up the cum puddle on the floor. He also affectionately wiped my pussy, stood up and kissed me deeply on the lips. I thought of returning the favour.<\/p>\n
\u201cDara amio toke porishkar kore di.\u201d (Let me clean you up.)<\/p>\n
I lowered my mouth on his deflated tool and sucked him gently, lapping up the juices smeared on him.
\n\u201cOre Didi re, orokom korish na re, arame more jabo.\u201d(Oh, sister, don\u2019t suck like that, it\u2019s unbearable.)<\/p>\n
\u201cSe kire, didir choshon khete mana korchish?\u201d (You\u2019re refusing to be sucked?) I asked with teasing eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cEkhon na Didi. Sukhe more jabo. Pore abar chushish.\u201d (Not now, please. I\u2019ll die of pleasure. Suck later.)<\/p>\n
\u201c Chol tahole chan kore fresh hoye ni.\u201d (Ok, let\u2019s take a bath.)<\/p>\n
We thoroughly enjoyed a hot shower, dried each other, and wore T-shirts and shorts. I went to the kitchen to put the mutton biryani on the dum.<\/p>\n
\u201cOnly this will replenish you with energy,\u201d I spoke with a naughty tone.<\/p>\n
\u201cI will require lots of it since you intend to drain me out.\u201d He replied in the same tone. He paused momentarily and politely asked, “I sometimes wonder what made you visualize me as a man and not only your brother.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cRemember when you volunteered to prepare and deliver lunch at my office on your way to college? You had late classes or something like that.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, Didi, what happened that day?\u201d<\/p>\n
My female co-workers took you for my boyfriend. However, with our similar facial features, they realized we were siblings. The junior interns and that promiscuous senior editor went nuts over you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSheetal aunty?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe\u2019ll be heartbroken if she heard you calling her aunty.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did she say?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe congratulated me for arranging a handsome hunk for food delivery. I curtly told her that you\u2019re my little brother. Can you imagine what she said?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPlease tell.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI see nothing little about him. He\u2019s tall, handsome and in good shape. He must be a gym hitter.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI affirmed the assumptions and realized for the first time that my little brother has grown into a desirable young man.\u201d
\nSheetal continued, \u201cAlas, he is your little brother, and I\u2019m much elder than him. Otherwise-\u201d she stopped midway with a sigh of regret. \u201cHritika, I\u2019m known to be blunt in these matters. I would have loved to seduce him and take him to bed. He sure looks like one who can satisfy a woman.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFull marks for profiling me well. By that time, I have had sex with three different girls.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor me, you\u2019re my little brother. It shocked me that an elderly lady viewed you as a sexual object. I reflected objectively that any girl would fall for you. But the protective sister in me spoke up.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did you tell her?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMadam, do spare my kid brother. He has come here for his higher studies.\u201d<\/p>\n
She laughed at my request and said it was her objective view. \u201cSince he is your kid brother, you\u2019ll never realize how irresistible he is for a woman.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe conversation ended there. But it resurfaced post-lunch when three junior interns asked about you on some pretext. One Nandita was courageous enough to ask whether you\u2019re single.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cKi bolchish re, Didi!\u201d (Is this true?)<\/p>\n
\u201cYou won\u2019t believe she begged me to get you introduced. I told her you\u2019re not here for dating or matchmaking. But I agreed to let her come over for tea at my house, but that should be the end. I clarified that I won\u2019t tolerate any distractions in your studies.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe did come by one day.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat day, she was ogling you with hungry eyes, not the love-struck looks.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat got you jealous?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot exactly. I was still the concerned elder sister. I worry that your academic career can get ruined if girls keep falling for you at this rate. I didn\u2019t know you had already become an expert in not mixing business with pleasure. I should thank Sheetal aunty, and Nandita.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBhai, what\u2019s your story? When did you start visualizing me as a desirable woman?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDidi, I always idolized you as a feminine figure. You\u2019re beautiful and beyond your years in fashion. You wore jeans, tops, and skirts in college when those were a rarity. No sexual thoughts were in my mind then.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo, what triggered it and when? When did I become a sexual being for you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cRemember the day when you came to surprise me in my college on my birthday? You hadn\u2019t deliberately wished me in the morning and left for the office as usual. I didn\u2019t know your plans and wondered how Didi could forget my birthday?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBy God, the sluts in your college were all over you, surrounding you like a pack of wolves. How do I protect my kid brother?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe girls were stunned by you but admired your looks and style. You\u2019re in a green chiffon saree and those killer high heels.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWow, you remember my attire!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAfter you left, I was on my way to the library. At the corner of the stairs, I overheard some guys conversing, unaware of my vicinity. One spoke, \u2018Did you see that sex bomb in that dazzling green saree?\u2019\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAs no one else was in a green saree that day in college, I knew they were talking about you. Though the adjective sex bomb hurt me, something made me go silent and still hear them.\u201d<\/p>\n
The fellow continued, \u201cDid you see her blouse bursting boobs, man? That\u2019s some glorious ass she has. Those lips are worth dying for.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDidi, I felt like hitting them. But the reason told me you\u2019re not their sister. They\u2019re entitled to their opinion of you as a woman.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo you kept on listening?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMaybe something in me was curious to know how other men perceive you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Another guy spoke up, \u201cThat\u2019s Hritik\u2019s sister. What an unlucky guy to have such a sexy sister. He is a BOSS, Brother of Sexy Sister.\u201d<\/p>\n
They laughed loudly, and another asked, \u201cWhy are you calling him unlucky?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWell, she is his sister, after all.\u201d<\/p>\n
The guy who named me BOSS spoke up, \u201cCan I tell something blunt?\u201d<\/p>\n
The others encouraged him.<\/p>\n
\u201cIf I had such a sex bomb as a sister, I would have fucked her.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDidi, the words hit me like a sledgehammer!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLots of mixed feelings must have run through your mind, bhai.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMore words were in store for me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCarry on.\u201d<\/p>\n
The others reasoned, \u201cThen you would become a behenchod.\u201d<\/p>\n
The fellow confidently replied, \u201cI would rather be a behenchod than let other men enjoy that body. Did you see her lips? Most perfect for sucking cock. If she were my sister, I would make her suck my cock every day.\u201d<\/p>\n
The others reasoned with him, \u201cThat\u2019s mere theory. She can\u2019t be your sister. For her real brother, even thinking of these is a sin.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIf I were him, I would gladly commit that sin and not restrict myself to mere thinking. I believe he should fuck his sister. He suits her so well, much better than any man around. If I were Hritik, I would have already fucked her many times.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDidi, I could not take it anymore and ran down the stairs. Then I realized that I had a massive erection.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOh, bhai, you did?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI felt ashamed of the erection. Somehow I boarded a bus for home. During the journey, that guy\u2019s words echoed in my mind. His references to your boobs and lips made me harder making it worse. I thought I was a pervert getting a hard-on to my elder sister.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat must have been terrible.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt was, but somewhere it also felt good, which made me more miserable.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFelt good and yet miserable?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, Didi, my body was reacting to your sex appeal and the excitement level I had never felt before. My mind was a mixture of overbearing guilt, shame and excitement.\u201d
\nThe mutton and rice were placed in the special earthen handi. The lid was fastened with maida and put on the stove over an iron tawa on low heat. In another hour, the biryani will be ready for consumption.<\/p>\n
\u201cLet\u2019s relax on the sofa and continue the discussion.\u201d<\/p>\n
I sat on the sofa with my waxed legs straightened out. Hrik put his head on my lap with his body between my legs. I caressed his hair as I used to when he slept in my lap as a kid. Now sisterly affection was added with a lover\u2019s care. He loved being petted this way.<\/p>\n
\u201cAh, Didi, it feels so comforting in your lap.\u201d He sighed deeply. \u201cThat\u2019s how it started for me. What was your situation?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou always did free hand exercise on the balcony every morning those days.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI still will from tomorrow.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThree sluts of the society had taken a strong liking for you. I was returning from my early morning jog and found them watching you exercise from the corner of their eyes. I heard them giggling and taking your name. Curiosity made me hide in a bush near them.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cReally, Didi, you spied on them? What did you hear? This is an interesting revelation on the female psyche. Why didn\u2019t we discuss these earlier?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI was stunned to find out that those sluts were eyeing you like a piece of meat.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThey were objectifying me! Why are you calling them sluts? They were just being honest about their feelings.\u201d<\/p>\n
I gave him a gentle smack on the cheek. \u201cDon\u2019t you dare take sides with any other girl! The way they spoke stunned me for their shamelessness.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI can\u2019t wait to hear.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cKhub chulkani hochche na onnyo meyeder gunogan shunte?\u201d (You\u2019re too eager to hear the praises of other girls.) I smacked him again.<\/p>\n
\u201cPlease, Didi bol na. Ki emon bollo ora je tor mone amar jayga tairi holo.\u201d (What did they say formed a place for me in your mind?)<\/p>\n
\u201cThe youngest was Anupama, wheatish complexion, a great figure and just out of high school. The pretty, fair and slightly plump was Akanksha, the first year in college just like you. The dusky Devleena worked in some airlines. She was senior to them in years and sluttiness. Anupama and Akanksha were romantically attracted to you, and she kept spoiling them.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOre Didi, ebar ashol kothay ay.\u201d (Please come to the point.) He pleaded with folded palms.<\/p>\n
\u201cAchcha baba, it went something like this.\u201d<\/p>\n
Anupama spoke in admiration. \u201cIsn\u2019t he a dream? So tall and strong. Look at the rippling muscles. Hritika Didi did well by bringing her brother here for college.\u201d<\/p>\n
Devleena shot back. \u201cThanks for what? How does it benefit you?\u201d<\/p>\n
Anupama, \u201cHe\u2019s so handsome! My heart fills up whenever I see him.\u201d<\/p>\n
Devleena spoke sarcastically. \u201cThen be satisfied with that. I\u2019m sure he must be filling up places other than the heart of many girls.\u201d<\/p>\n
Anupama made a sad face. \u201cDon\u2019t be so mean, Leena Didi, and so blunt. He might still be single.\u201d<\/p>\n
Akanksha joined in. \u201cOfficially, yes. I agree with Leena Didi. He is likely in a relationship. Ah, look at his strong thighs when he squats. I like men with strong thighs.\u201d<\/p>\n
Devleena scoffed. \u201cYou\u2019re destined to remain stuck with thighs only.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBhai, when Akanksha mentioned your thighs, my eyes focused on them. For the first time, I only saw the muscular movement of a pair of strong thighs. That may be the moment I started to perceive you as a man too.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI should thank Akanksha then,\u201d Hrik announced loudly.<\/p>\n
\u201cI think even I should thank her.\u201d I agreed.<\/p>\n
\u201cAr ki bollo ora? Bol bol ar tor soiche na!\u201d (I\u2019m getting impatient to hear what else they said.)<\/p>\n
\u201cTa tor shoibe keno? Tinte khanki magi onake niye rosher kotha bolche to onar kane jeno keu modhu dele dichche.\u201d (Impatience? Three sluts ogling over you seem like honey to your ears.) I smacked him a bit hard as the jealous sister took over me.<\/p>\n
\u201cAre abar rag keno?\u201d he reasoned \u201c Bhagyish ora amake niye chorcha korchilo. Nahole toke ki ar eto kache petam?\u201d (Don\u2019t get angry. If they hadn\u2019t talked about me, we couldn\u2019t be this close today.)<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s sound logic. Ole shone baba amar.\u201d (My sweet one.) I bent over and kissed on the cheek where I had smacked hard. My boobs pressed over his face, and he murmured in pleasure.<\/p>\n
\u201cMmmm, see, even now, they\u2019re bringing us closer. Carry on, Didi.\u201d<\/p>\n
I kept caressing his head and continued.<\/p>\n
Akanksha demanded an explanation. \u201cWhat do you mean by stuck with thighs?\u201d<\/p>\n
Devleena licked her lips and spoke brazenly. \u201cJust imagine what might be dangling between them.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBoth the younger girls gasped, and a lump formed in my throat, making me breathless. Unaware of my presence, their conversation continued.\u201d<\/p>\n
Anupama asked cautiously. \u201cDidi, don\u2019t you have any shame?\u201d<\/p>\n
Devleena confronted them. \u201cCome on, girls, don\u2019t you crave a long thick cock? Come on, be honest.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBy the way, Didi, were they speaking in English.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMostly in Hindi, and some sentences in English.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCan you recollect the Hindi sentences? That would convey the real feel.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe real sluttiness, that\u2019s what you mean.\u201d He could not conceal his naughty smile.<\/p>\n
\u201cBoth the girls remained silent. Anupama\u2019s eyes were lowered, and her face was full of shame. Akanksha didn\u2019t seem embarrassed. Evidently, Anupama was a virgin, and Akanksha might have given a hand job or even a blowjob. Devleena was adamant about getting them to blurt out the truth.<\/p>\n
\u201cDidi, I am amazed by your analysis. How do you do it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI think it\u2019s feminine instinct. A woman knows.\u201d<\/p>\n
Devleena challenged them. \u201cAre dil pe hath rakh ke bol kya ek lamba mota lund ke liye man nahi lalchati?\u201d(Can you deny that you don\u2019t crave a long thick dick?)<\/p>\n
Akanksha admitted. \u201cKarta to hai. Maine zyada tar hath mein hi pakda hai aur last week my boyfriend muh mein dal diya tha.\u201d(I do. I have taken a cock in my hands only, and last week my boyfriend put his cock in my mouth.)<\/p>\n
Devleena was relentless. \u201cAchcha laga na? Man nahi karta niche ghusane ke liye? (Didn\u2019t you love it? Don\u2019t you want it inside you) How big was your boyfriend?\u201d<\/p>\n
Akanksha gave a rough estimate. \u201cShayad panch ya chhe inch hoga.\u201d(Maybe touching six inches.)<\/p>\n
Devleena turned to Anupama. \u00a0\u201cTu chup kyun hai? Lagta hai abhi tak tera lund darshan naseeb nahi hua hai.\u201d (Why are you silent? You have not seen a man\u2019s dick yet.)<\/p>\n
Anupama finally came out of her timid closet. \u201cHa Didi, kiss to kiya hai. Usne mere chati ko upar se dabaya hai. Ekbar cinema hall mein pant ke upar se usko feel kiya hai.\u201d (Yes, you\u2019re right. I\u2019ve kissed him. He has fondled my boobs. I felt him over the trousers during a movie.)<\/p>\n
Devleena complimented her. \u201cGood start, young lady. To kaisa tha kitna lamba aur mota tha?\u201d (Was he long and thick?)<\/p>\n
Anupama shyly admitted. \u201cChhe inch to hoga. Mujhe kafi lamba aur sakth mehsoos hua.\u201d (I guess he was long and thick, six inches definitely.)<\/p>\n
Devleena told them to look into her eyes and answer her. \u201cTo ab bolo sach mein. Kya tum dono ka man nahi karta ek zordar lund niche dalne ka?\u201d (Tell me honestly; don\u2019t you want to get fucked by a long thick cock?)<\/p>\n
They both admitted. \u201cKarta to hai. Pet na ho jaye isi dar se age bada nahi.\u201d(Yes, we do, but we fear getting knocked up.)<\/p>\n
Devleena was at her triumphant best. \u201cBazar mein condom brands ki shortage hai kya? Pehena do ek. Are lund ka asli maza tab ata ain jab woh tumhare khai mein ghuske gota mare. Kya tum log panch chai inch pe atke huye ho? Jisko tab se tar rahe ho na, exercise karte huye, gaur se dekh uske thigh ke beech.\u201d<\/p>\n
(The market is flooding with condoms. Put one over the cock. The real pleasure is when a cock is fucking your cunt. Girls, you\u2019re stuck with five and six inches! Concentrate between the thighs of your dream boat.)<\/p>\n
\u201cBoth the girls focused between your thighs. Bhai, I also followed them as if hypnotized by Devleena\u2019s voice. She made her proud proclamation.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDawe ke sath keheti hoon pakka ath inch hoga.\u201d (I bet he will be at least eight inches long.)<\/p>\n
\u201cOh my God, Didi! How could she be so accurate?\u201d Hrik exclaimed.<\/p>\n
\u201cEven I wondered when I found out.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat were the reactions?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBoth the girls gasped, and my heart skipped a few beats. Then it beat so loud that I could almost hear it. The image of your cute lanku (baby boy penis) came rushing to my mind. The possibility of having an eight-inch cock didn\u2019t seem preposterous.\u201d<\/p>\n
Anupama and Akanksha were not so sure. \u201cEight inches? Tum itna yakeen ke sath kaise bol sakti hon?\u201d (How can you be so sure?)<\/p>\n
Devleena smiled confidently. \u201cMera bohut experience hai re. Kyun, ath inch sunke niche gila ho gaya kya? Uff kaash yeh apne strong body se mereko kaske jakarke, mere tang failake , apna at inch ka saman mere khai mein ghusake, mera tabadtod chudai karke mereko jannat ka sair karata.\u201d<\/p>\n
(I\u2019ve lots of experience. You must have gone wet below at the mention of eight inches. I wish he would pry me down, spread my legs wide, plunge in his huge tool and fuck my brains out.)<\/p>\n
\u201cBoth the inexperienced girls gaped wide with shock and amazement at her words. In my mind, faint glimpses of you pounding Devleena fleeted through.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cReally, Didi?\u201d he, too, gasped a bit.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy should I lie to you? Maybe that was the first time I visualized you as a naked adult male.\u201d<\/p>\n
The two girls begged her to stop. \u201cLeena Didi, thoda zuban ko lagam do.\u201d(Please hold your tongue.)<\/p>\n
But she was unstoppable. \u201cKyun niche aur gili ho gaya kya? Manna padega Hritika Didi ke bhai ko. Mast mal hai. Uska at inch confirm hai. Najane kitne ladki ko apne saman se swarg dikhiya hoga ab tak. Aisa body aur lund to koi naseeb wali ko hi milegi.\u201d<\/p>\n
(Got your pussy wetter? Hritika\u2019s brother is irresistible. It\u2019s confirmed he has eight inches. God knows how many girls have witnessed heaven by fucking his cock? Only a lucky girl will get such a body and cock.)<\/p>\n
Hrik commented, \u201cAmazing profiling powers Didi. By then, I was with the fourth girl in my life. You remember Avantika, my class fellow.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, she was a nice girl, but she didn\u2019t suit you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe sometimes bunked classes and had sex here when you were in the office.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know, but she could hardly satisfy you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow do you know that?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ll come to that later. What Devleena said after that blew me away.\u201d<\/p>\n
Anupama spoke philosophically. \u201cMere papa bolte hai naseeb banana padta hai.\u201d(My dad says you need to build your luck)<\/p>\n
Devleena agreed. \u201cSahi bolte hai. Yeh lund hath se nahi jana chahiye. I will try to get introduced to him in the gym today. Ekbar intro ho jayega to bed tak le jana to meri bay hath ka khel hai.\u201d<\/p>\n
(He speaks right. I can\u2019t miss out on this cock. Let me hit his gym and get introduced. Once that\u2019s done, taking him to bed will be a cakewalk for me.)<\/p>\n
Akanksha pointed out. \u201cYou sound desperate. Hritika Didi ko pata lag gayi to pitegi tumko.\u201d (Hritika will beat the shit out of you if she gets an inkling about your intentions.)<\/p>\n
Devleena replied. \u201cKyun pitegi? Uska boy friend hai kya? Kash main uske jagah hoti to ab tak kam ho chuka hota.\u201d (Is he her boyfriend that she will come harsh on me? If I were in her place, I would have already fucked him.)<\/p>\n
Like the duo, I was shocked.<\/p>\n
Anupama humbly submitted.\u201d Leena Didi yeh kya bol rahe hon? Ap sahi mein uska Didi hote to woh to apke chota bhai hota na. Fir ap aisaa ganda soch nahi sakte.\u201d
\n(If you were his sister, he would be your kid brother. Then you wouldn\u2019t think dirty about him.)<\/p>\n
Devleena stood by her ground. \u201cTo kya ho jata. Lund to lund hi hota hai. Mera koi saga bhai to hai nahi. Par main peheli bar sex to apne cousin brother ke sath hi kiya hai.\u201d<\/p>\n
(What difference does it make? A dick is a dick. I don\u2019t have a brother of my own. However, I had sex for the first time with my cousin brother.)<\/p>\n
The already dazed girls could only say, \u201cOh my God.\u201d<\/p>\n
Devleena continued unabated. \u201cAgar Hritika aisa body aur lund wala mard ko srif bhai ke nazar se dekhti hai to kafi bewakuf hai. Main agar sach mein bhi iska Didi hoti to abhi tak chudwa liya hota.\u201d<\/p>\n
(If Hritika perceives this boy and dick only as a brother, she\u2019s a fool. If I were his elder sister, I would have fucked him by now.)<\/p>\n
\u201cThen she paused for a moment and said those life-changing words.\u201d<\/p>\n
Devleena reflected with conviction. \u201cSahi bolun to woh jo Hritika ka boyfriend hai na bilkul suit nahi karta usko. Usse kaiguna accha to uska apna bhai hai. Mere hisab se to Hritika ko apne bhai se hi chudwani chahiye.\u201d<\/p>\n
(Let me speak the truth. Hritika\u2019s boyfriend doesn\u2019t suit her. Her brother is better in every way. In my opinion, she should get fucked by her brother.)<\/p>\n
Hrik and Hrika will be back with your patronage.<\/p>\n \n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
It was fulfilling to be engulfed in my brother\u2019s strong arms with his gradually diminishing cock deep in my pussy. After breathing normalized, he murmured in my ears, \u201cOh, Didi, it feels really good to remain inside you.\u201d \u201cIt feels wonderful to have you inside me. I love you, bhai.\u201d We kept murmuring sweet nothings […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[6],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-25732","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-incest"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/badwap.live\/sex-stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/25732","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/badwap.live\/sex-stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/badwap.live\/sex-stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/badwap.live\/sex-stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/badwap.live\/sex-stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=25732"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/badwap.live\/sex-stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/25732\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/badwap.live\/sex-stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=25732"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/badwap.live\/sex-stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=25732"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/badwap.live\/sex-stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=25732"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}