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This story is about a elder daughter who seduced her dad and asked her younger brother to seduce her mom in order to stop their parents from separating who were headed for divorce.

Shanaya returned to her home which was on the outskirts of Bangalore in Karnataka, India, when she learned that her parents had filed for divorce after 20 years of marriage. She was studying 1st year commerce degree in Mangalore University, was 19 years old and had good body with statistics of 34C-28-36. Her dad Anand Sharma was a chartered accountant 45 years old, a big built man and her mom Nalini was a house wife who was in her late thirties. Shanaya’s younger brother Rajesh was around 16 years old who was doing his 10th in Bangalore.

-----------Part-1----------

The room was dark as the window d****s were drawn, and Shanaya had stepped just inside her younger brother Rajesh’s room. She was shocked to see her brother Rajesh lying on the bed with his cock out from his zipper and he was playing with his cock and masturbating.

Shanaya was shocked and was motionless for a few seconds, and she stared entranced at the boy's stiff upright cock, at how his right hand was moving slowly, lovingly, up and down upon it. Rajesh was masturbating, as his balls were lifting and falling to the rhythm of his stroking, and she was surprised at their size, and at the length of his cock. It wasn't very big though--not compared to the two she had seen till date--but it was inches longer than either of those.

Rajesh had a book in his left hand, engrossed in its pictures, and Shanaya thought it must be a old playboy magazine, the young guys seemed to love so much. It was turning on her younger brother, that was certain; his hand fondled his glistening shaft, and worked up to the cock head, then stroked down to his balls once more. His pubic hair was sparse and was feathering his crotch and covering his balls. He was amazingly well developed at sixteen years old, she thought.

Shanaya felt her heart pounding too fast and her nipples of her tits lifted strongly and pushed against her thin T-shirt she was wearing. She wasn't wearing a bra, and she'd sneaked into her brother's room to borrow a sweater as it was too cold, without his knowing it. Now she couldn't leave.

Shanaya couldn't even take her eyes off that sensuous movement as her young brother’s hand slid up and down, up and down. He had something on his cock, she thought, and was sure of it when she saw him lift his hand to his mouth and lick it several times, wetting down the palm. Rajesh was using his own saliva, and that was something she had always wondered about, how boys did it. It was easy for a girl because her pussy turned juicy right away, and when she slid a finger inside to feel around.

Somehow, Shanaya's hand had gotten down to cup her mound, to tremble there as her entire being seemed to concentrate, to fold in upon itself and the deep shivering began. Her pussy responded, but her hand would not. She was wearing jeans, and the material was too tight, too thick at her crotch, for her to get inside and start masturbating along with her brother.

She was drawn to him now. She yearned toward where he lay stretched upon the bed. They had always been close, getting along much better than the other brothers and sisters they knew. And lately, they had begun to develop a special bonding, because of the turmoil in the family as their parents marriage was on the rocks as they had filed for divorce.

But now, Shanaya's fingers dug almost savagely into her crotch. On the bed, her brother's ass lifted and rolled, and his belly made sexy, bumping motions as his cock fed itself into his clenching fist. She took an involuntary step, stepped inside the room and came towards him, and fought herself to a standstill again. What was she doing? What did she have in mind?


She had his cock in mind, and he was also beginning to come to the edge of cumming. He was her brother and she wanted him, more so than she had wanted the two other guys who had fucked her during college days. If that was bad, Shanaya didn't give a damn now. She wanted her younger brother Rajesh, and she meant to have him at any cost.

She took another hesitant step, wondering whether to wait, thinking that if he came and all his boyish semen drained from that interesting cock, then he might not have any left in reserve for her. But she also wanted to see what happened when a guy's cock exploded. She'd felt the onrush of come before, but she had never watched what happened during climax.

The choice was taken from her at that moment. Rajesh's eyes caught the motion she'd made, and he looked up, stared right at her. He covered his cock with the magazine he was holding, his upper body jerking erect, and his eyes wide in shock or whatever.

"Akka(elder sister)! What the hell--how long have you--get the hell out of my room!"

Her voice was strange in her own ears, strained, sounding kind of anger or shy.

"Rajesh--don't--I wasn't peeping--" she moved toward the bed, her hand out and the other one was still cupping her crotch over her jeans. Shanaya reached the bed and her knees gave way, spilling her upon it.

"Damn it--" he said.

She didn't know what she was saying; she hadn't consciously meant to say "darling," but that's what came out.

And it must have been the right thing, for her brother stopped whining defensively and a flush spread over his face.

“Shanaya, you shouldn't have come in here without knocking. I'm not a small boy anymore."

"Ok, I shouldn’t have come in the middle of your...," she agreed, and watched his blush deepen.

Her hand was on his leg, moving up to his knee, and she murmured, "I saw what you were doing. If you--if you go ahead until you come, will that stop you from- -well, doing anything else?"

His eyes followed her hand, and he flinched when she reached his thigh and the edge of the magazine that was protecting his cock.

"You mean-- you? Shanaya, don't tease me. I never had a girl before. I've only done this, jerked off."

Shanaya reached up and pulled up her T-shirt over her head and bared her 34C boobs to her younger brother. Rajesh stared at her freed young firm boobs in awe. She felt her nipples more erect and harder than they had ever been, and the mounds themselves were swollen with this new, urgent need.

Her lips moved numbly: "Do you like them? Do you like my boobs?"

"Wow, they're beautiful," he said. "Just like I had always imagined."

She swallowed. "You can touch them, Rajesh. You can let go of that damn magazine and touch your sister's boobs in real not look at some shit porn magazine."

His hands moved jerkily, came up with the fingers outstretched. The magazine slid off his lap and she saw his beautiful hard cock spring erect once more. Watching him jerk off could wait, she decided; there would be plenty of time for that kind of action, later.

Her entire being trembled when her brother's hands moved over her breasts. There was a look of awe in his face as he cupped the boobs, as he pushed them down and allowed them to rise again, with their erectile nipples firmly against his palms.

"Beautiful boobs Shanaya," he said. "They are firm and lovely. Man oh man, to think I'm really, really playing with your boobs."

She couldn't wait. Both her hands moved up his thighs and her fingertips crawled into the sparse pubic hair. Rajesh jerked his pelvis, and his hard cock waved back and forth like a flag-pole in an earthquake.

Shanaya touched the base of his cock, caressed the balls in the sack. The shaft of her brother's cock was throbbing; it was veined with twisting lines, and the skin was impossibly soft along its length.

The head of it was something else, still damp from his saliva and pre-cum, flanged and bluntly pointed, that intriguing colour deepening as she fingered over the knob. As she watched, a little droplet of clear fluid rose from the tiny pee hole. And his fingers dug into her tits with immediacy, an impatience that matched her own sizzling emotions.

She released his cock suddenly, her hands moving to her waist, snatching at the zipper of her boys' jeans. Wriggling her hips and kicking off her sandals, Shanaya removed her jeans and panties in a hurry.

When she rolled over onto the bed with her bare legs churning, she was totally naked, and the slightest touch of her brother's skin against her own was electric. Their eager bodies slid together, flesh on flesh, and she felt the long pole of his cock pressed tightly against her belly. Shanaya's mouth sought her brother's lips, and finding it, locked avidly to his soft lips. Jolt after bright, hot jolt shot through her body and went ricocheting around inside her head when both their tongues met.

Wet and wild, they passed tongues back and forth, sucking and being sucked; their teeth clashed gently, and Shanaya thought that Rajesh was a natural kisser, to know so much and to react so well. He'd never screwed a girl, yet here he was, kissing her like a matured man.

Her boobs rubbed his chest, and her nipples ultra-sensitive. Her pelvis ground itself into his, and she lifted one leg to place it across his hip. Rajesh pushed nearer, then, the head of his erected cock pulsing hungrily, prodding at the hairy mound of her now moist pussy.

Shanaya‘s hands reached for his cock, held lovingly to it for just a moment. Then she steered the soft knob into the entrance of her labia. Rajesh shoved, and the head of his cock rubbed her pussy hole, to slip greasily along the quaking young pussy lips and on past the cleft in her ass. She fumbled down and took him in her fingers again, clinging powerfully to her brother's cock as he tried to pump it into her pussy.

"E-easy, baby!" she gasped. "Oh, take it easy. Here--let me guide it for you. Yes, darling; there--oh, there! Feel how wet and soft it is? Now push it in my cunt, Rajesh. Take your time."

He said brokenly, " Ohh....Shanaya! You're so hot,, it's like nothing I ever felt before--all juicy. Oh Man! I'm getting into my beautiful sister's pussy."

She felt the head thrust into her outer cunt lips, and knew the thrill as it penetrated, stretching the labia, as it came on into the next thin barrier and shoved it aside, also. He was into her pussy then, pushed the length of his long, hard cock all the way into her wetly grasping vagina.

Shanaya knew a strange new sensation as she realized that the head of her brother's cock was pumping against her cervix, and for the first time in her young life, the cup of her womb was being prodded by a boy's cock. It was so much more thrilling to know that she was being fucked by her brother; he had grown up practically under her protection after their parents started fighting and filed for divorce.

Now he was really hers, and she was his, in this marvellous intimacy.

"I--I feel your pussy around my cock," he panted, moving his belly into hers, backing his rod out almost to the head before shoving it deep again.

"Oh, wow-- Shanaya! I always dreamed fucking you would be crazy, but never this hot. Oh--I'm going to come. Already! I--I can't hold it off! I love you so much--AHHH!"

She ground her cunt around upon his plunging shaft, digging her fingernails into the smoothly muscled cheeks of his ass.

"Go on, darling! Let it all go! Squirt your lovely hot semen into me, into your sister's cunt. It's all right. It's fine, baby."

His cum erupted from the flexing end of his hard cock, spewed forth a boiling stream of the wondrous liquid that both seared and soothed. Shanaya met his hesitant, broken strokes, swinging her ass and humping her pussy to him, knowing the wet slap of her brother's balls. He was sweet and magnificent and adorable--and she rode the diminishing spurts of his cum as they splashed torridly into her shuddering pussy.

Clamping down on his embedded shaft, she held him still, her hands stroking his buttocks, her fingers dipping swiftly and tantalizingly into the ass crack and out again. Arms wrapped around his slim, hard body, she crushed her boobs into his heaving chest and breathed into his ear: "Rest for a minute, Rajesh. You came too soon, but I loved it, anyhow. You were so hot, getting your first fuck, that you just blew off before you could control yourself. Next time it will be still better. I'm really slippery inside now, darling--all foamy and soapy from your semen in there. And next time, I'll come with you. Oh baby brother--you have a simply gorgeous cock!"

Rajesh nuzzled her throat in answer, his hands moving warmly up and down her back. "Wow, Shanaya.... that was far better than jerking off, and my cock is wiggling around inside your hot pussy on its own. I'll be able to go again in a few seconds; I know I will."

Caressing her brother's ass, Shanaya squirmed gently upon his stiff cock, wondering at its continued hardness. The other boys she had screwed usually lost their hard-ons right away after the first fuck.

She moved her mouth into his ear, used her tongue to tickle him there, pushing it right on down into the curvy little hole. Rajesh heaved against her, twisting and turning and she started to stroke on his buried cock.

Pulling his ass to her with both hands, she bucked her pelvis into his, rotated her crotch so that her sensitized cunt walls could enjoy every rubbing of his cock. Her clit vibrated at each sensuous touch, and she could feel her asshole tighten. Such a long, hard cock, she thought; a virgin cock, all for her. Rajesh had been a virgin until a few moments ago, and he had never tried to take his cock out of his sister's jealous pussy since firing his first over-eager load there.

"Screwing you again," he breathed his hands now with a powerful grip upon her ass. "Putting my cock inside your pussy again, Shanaya. Oh man--it's great!"

She said, "Fuck me, baby brother. Oh, fuck me until I can't breathe; you have the most beautiful cock ever, and I want it, want to fuck it until I pass out from coming. Rajesh, darling--oh, pump it to me. That's so good!"

He picked up a beat, his slim cock moving in and out of the grasping confines of her wet pussy, screwing in his own cum, in the bubbling residue of his own ejaculation. Shanaya knew the seeping of overflow, as her own lubricating oils mixed so copiously with her brother's cum. She pulled him more tightly to her with the gripping of her leg, and braced her heel behind his knee for a better grip.

They bumped bellies, and Shanaya felt behind her surging ass, reached through her thighs to find his swinging balls. She held them, squeezed them gently, and fondled them as Rajesh fed his stiff and rejuvenated cock to her avid cunt. Her brother was learning already, and starting to roll his ass, to grind it as he used his boyish cock. It was better for both of them, slippery and juicy, teasing and deeply felt.

Shanaya speeded up her rhythm, needing the hard cock deeper, faster, needing more of it in her inflamed pussy. Her clitoris was thrumming madly, and she began to feel the slight break in Rajesh's thrusts, the faint jerking’s that signalled the swift approach of his own orgasm.

"Go, baby brother!" she gasped. "Oh yes, darling--fuck me hard and fuck me strong! Stick your cock so deep that I'll feel it in my belly. Oooh! Oh! Y-yes--Rajesh! That's it, darling. I'm coming--coming--coming!"

He was only a heartbeat behind the titanic cresting that broke foaming throughout her rippling cunt. Great and glorious, her climax swept her body, making her moan and twist, making her asshole knot itself. Rajesh's semen shot into her pussy, another heavy load of come that poured the length of her throbbing pussy, drowning her womb and flooding back to leak creamy and sticky around his root and down to her thigh.

Her nails raked his sweaty back, and her pelvis made a drumbeat against his crotch. She loved her brother insanely, completely and totally now. No matter what else happened, they had each other.

------------Part-2-------------

The next morning, Rajesh had a tough time keeping his eyes off his elder sister at breakfast the next day. Shanaya was wearing a knee length skirt and a T-shirt. When she brushed her bare knee against his under the table, he started to raise an immediate hard. She smiled at him, and her eyes were warm behind lowered lashes. He thought there had never been a more beautiful girl, and the tightening of his belly muscles reminded him how hot and sexy she was.

But it finally penetrated, what his mother was saying, and he damned near choked on a bite of sandwich. Swallowing quickly, he asked, "What? Me? Oh come on, mom--I'm sure old enough to take care of myself."

His mother Nalini frowned at him. "Yes, I suppose so. You know ours is a lonely house and we can’t take any chances of having a theft in our house."

She was a lovely woman, his mom; but he wasn't seeing that now. She was pissing him off by saying he needed protection when he was all alone in the house. He is a man now and he didn’t needed protection as he can take care of the house and himself. What would she think if he could tell her he'd already screwed hell out of her daughter, twice?'

"I don't need protection and I need my privacy," he said and asking for help, "Dad?"

His father continued to read the paper. "Your mother makes all the decisions around here, son. It's been that way for quite a while now."

Nalini flared immediately. "If you'd spend some time with these c***dren--"

"Oh, for God’s sake," Gopal Sharma mumbled, and retreated behind his paper again.

"c***dren," Rajesh said in disgust, and viciously stabbed his stack of sandwich’s. He anger subsided only when his sister's knee nudged him again, not caressing this time, but warning him about something.

Shanaya said, "I'd stay with him, mom. I wouldn't mind. But since you and daddy are going to see the lawyer, and since Rajesh will be all alone, the next best thing I can do is, I'll call one of my friends to look after him. And I'll come back from the college as soon as I can even if I don't have to get my semester papers ready."

Nalini banged down her coffee cup. "All right, all right. We'll probably be gone most of the day, so your friend ought to stay too long. And Rajesh....."

He ignored his sister's knee pressure and said, "Yeah, I know. Be a good little boy."

He winced when Shanaya kicked him on the shin, but stared down into his plate as if nothing had happened. 'Damn!' he thought; 'Nothing is going on right around the house anymore.'

He wondered what the hell Shanaya had in mind--faking a friend so they could be together again, so they could fuck some more? He dropped one hand into his lap and rubbed his hardening cock.

But while his mom cleared the table, Shanaya went to the phone in the hall, and he heard her talking to somebody. 'Maybe she was putting them on, only pretending to make the call.' If she wasn't he didn't know what she was thinking.

His father poured himself another cup of coffee and turned the pages of the newspaper. Rajesh wiped up his final sandwich with peanut butter and gulped it down. Now he couldn't get up from the table; not right away, because his cock was threatening to split his jeans. He'd have to sit there until it went down.

Watching his mother move around the kitchen, Rajesh wondered again how his dad could possibly leave her. Boy, he thought, his eyes following the long, sleek legs and the way his mother's ass moved beneath her short night dress, that ought to be some piece of ass. Funny, he decided; he could come right out with an idea like that, since he had fucked his sister. He'd kind of avoided it, before.

But his mom was sure a sexy woman--tall and sort of regal, with big boobs that jiggled enticingly when she walked. How could his father walk out on something like that? Rajesh shook his head and fumbled around his plate, draining his glass of milk. His cock went soft quick enough when Shanaya came back to say, "I got my friend Catherine, a girl in my class who needs the money. You'll like her, I'm sure."

Rajesh said, "Oh No!"

But his mother said absentmindedly, "Yes, of course. Gopal--are you going to sit there all morning? You know very well what time the appointment is."

Rajesh caught his sister in the hall. "What the hell--"

"Shh!" she said, and kissed him lightly but hotly upon the mouth. "Cathy is a real sexy girl and you will love her. I'm doing you a big favour, boy."

"Huh?" he said, but she whirled away, after a dirty, quick caress of his crotch. He stood watching her, seeing the groovy way her ass moved in her tight jeans, knowing now the magic feel of that ass and the pussy itself. Beautiful and hot, juicy and eager to fuck, she was some sexy sister to have.

Rajesh wanted to run after her and grab her firm boobs from behind, so he could rub his stiffening cock into those shapely ass cheeks. He wanted to throw her down on the carpet and pull down her jeans so he could get his hand on his sexy sister pussy again.

But of course, he couldn't; not right now. Tonight though, there would be no way anybody could keep him away from dipping his aching cock into that hotly clenching pussy again. He had to fuck her some more, or go out of his head. His balls were beginning to ache right now, and Rajesh turned away so he could rub them.

The cold shower helped some, but not much, even though he scrubbed his body hard and towelled it just as roughly afterward. Staring down at his cock, he fingered along its length, and then dropped his hand quickly.

No need to jack off now; he was fucking a lovely girl, hotter and sexier because she was his own older sister. Man, oh man; what boobs, what an ass--and how her pussy kind of shut down on a guy's cock, massaging it until it came.

Rajesh got the hell out of the bathroom and into swimming briefs. Towel over one shoulder and he went down in time to meet his bodyguard!

But when he saw the girl, he damned near dropped his towel. Then he felt like ducking out of sight, in case his legs were too knobby or something.

She was like a doll. Not a baby doll, or cutesy because she was small, because she was all that but it didn't work out that way. Catherine had long hair and a slim body like a school girl, warm smile that reached right out and tickled his belly.

Catherine said, "So you're Rajesh. I've heard so much about you, from your sister."

All he could do was grin weakly and mumble stupid things; then his mother gave Catherine instructions about watching the house and not allow her son to venture out into the pool alone, and all that crap. He flinched when his sister went by, because she pinched his ass and said in a whisper, "Enjoy your day, lucky guy!"

Then he was alone with her; his mother and father followed Shanaya out the front door, still glaring at each other, all the way to the Car. He pretended he was really interested in watching his sister drive off in her car, but he felt the girl's eyes on him. So he moved too quickly from the window and bumped into a coffee table.

He went down the ladder into the shallow end of the pool and stood there uncertainly. Catherine stood on the edge and looked around.

She said, "Can't see a house from here, even; complete privacy, with all those bushes and trees."

Rajesh muttered, "I guess," and wondered why he felt so uptight. After all, he wasn't a virgin anymore. He had fucked a girl, not once but twice; now he didn't have to wonder how to make it, or whether his cock was too skinny. His sister Shanaya had loved it, she said.

He ducked lower in the water, mainly to hide his erected cock; it was too easily seen in his briefs. If this chick wasn't so damned sexy looking, he'd be okay. But his sister had called him lucky to have Catherine around, and that was pretty weird.

She was standing at the pool edge, and when she put her arms over her head to stretch, he could see the outline of her small but groovy tits, and her nipples. She was wearing a thin shirt and her jeans clung to every shaping and dip of her thighs; Rajesh could see her mound, and his eyes were magnetically drawn to the cleft of her pussy.

Then she took off her shirt and his eyes bugged when he saw that she was not wearing a bra. She said, "That water looks great, but I didn't bring a swim suit. You don't mind, do you?"

He swallowed some water and made a choking noise. "N-no."

So Catherine unhooked her jeans, pulled the zipper down and removed her tight jeans from her shapely legs. Rajesh was dumbstruck again when he saw she was not wearing any panties. Holy shit, looks like his sister’s friend doesn’t have the habit of wearing under garments. He saw curly pubic hair of her pussy gleamed brightly at him from between her flawless thighs. Her skin was very white, and when she moved down the pool steps, her entire small body seemed to undulate with a special sensuous grace.

Rajesh stared at her with his mouth open as she approached him in the water, as the wavelets came to her hips, then to the pale mounds of her small boobs, and at last to the nipples which were standing straight out. She neared him and put those fine little points right up against his wet chest.

Rajesh's cock struggled to tear free of his briefs, and beneath the water, Catherine's naked pussy seemed to blaze into his crotch.

She held up her mouth to him. "Shanaya said that you fucked her, your own elder sister. I think that's cool, Rajesh. She knows that I like to get fucked by young boys, so she called me to be your bodyguard today. I came right away and in that hurry I deliberately didn’t wear my bra and panty and don’t think me as a slut. I am just a horny girl who wants to get fucked by boys like you."

Catherine came forward and closed her lips on his, and her hot, wet tongue was inside his mouth. Catherine's teeth raked his, and his hands felt over her wetly squirming body as she wiggled against him. When their mouths parted, she said, "Are you going to keep those briefs on?"

He couldn't wait a second longer. Last night he had been a virgin, and here he was, getting ready to fuck his second girl. Rajesh couldn't believe his luck but he wasn't going to push it. Hurrying, he slid off the wet briefs, and his cock jumped out strong and long, nudging the cock head against the slippery belly of the horny girl.

Her hand discovered his cock under water, curled fingers around the pulsing shaft, and she smiled knowingly.

"Hmm....it’s nice and very hard and long. I think Shanaya was right, that you're going to be a really far better lover, once you get the hang of everything. Here, darling--"

She floated up in the water, held to his waist with one hand while the other played tantalizingly with his dick. Catherine got her legs around him, crossing them at the ankles, and her delicious little snatch was right there, tilting up at him. He made a tentative humping movement, and she guided the throbbing head of his cock into position.

Soaked and tingly, the curls of her pussy tickled his cockhead as it started to push into the tight, very hot lips of her cunt. He took hold of her ass cheeks, the modeled and slippery cheeks of her well-shaped little ass, and by spreading his feet on the bottom of the pool, Rajesh could maintain his balance and push his cock. But he moved them toward the pool wall, anyhow, needing for a better grip.

Floating, she wiggled and rolled her ass, so that she helped him get his cock head inside, and slowly, snugly, his cock moved into the scorching grip of her excited pussy. In it went, and by the time he had reached the wall and gotten her shoulders against the wet tiles, the shaft of his cock was buried to the root inside that tightly gripping cunt.

"Ahh, darling," she breathed. "That's good. That's terrific. Oh, how I love a good, hard cock! Push it in me more Rajesh, push it all the way to your balls and pull it back to the head--but don't take it all the way out."

"I won't," he promised, his voice thick and clotting in his throat, his shaft moving greasily in her snatch. She coiled around him like a snake, wiggling and sliding, bouncing up and down in the water as he began to pound his cock home with more powerful thrusts.

She was smaller than his sister, and her cunt was a bit tighter, and he dug fucking this beautiful, small girl. She covered her wet mouth to his, and the hard nipples of her tits sk**ded back and forth across his chest as they moved and hunched together.

"Give it to me, Rajesh," she hissed into his teeth. "Oh, darling, feed me that wonderful hard cock! Darling, darling--you use your cock so beautifully--ahh! Ahhhh....., yes! Good--it's so long, and I can feel it poking away up in my pussy--ahh!"

Rajesh ran his tongue halfway down the little girl's throat, grinding his cock deeply within the juicy hot cup of her pussy, stroking and driving, feeling his balls swing tingling through the water to slap lightly against the uplifted crack of her little-girl ass. He clung to her cheeks and braced his feet against the bottom, and the hammering movement of his strong, hungry prick grew heavier.

Her body was splashing the water, and her belly was rolling back and forth as she took the impact of his plunging cock. She bit his lips and threw her head back as she tore her lips from his.

"Ahh! Ahh, you stiff-cocked son of a bitch! Oh yes-- I love it--fuck me some more, more! I'm about to come, you horny little bastard! I'm going to come, to COME!" She stiffened out then, and her legs clamped violently upon his waist.

Rajesh kept pounding that shuddering hot cunt, continued to slam his rod home to the hilt as he felt the flexing of her vagina inside, and sensed a new lubrication oozing from the pussy walls. Pumping into the grip of that blazing pussy, his own orgasm built wildly within his balls, and Rajesh felt the on rush of his hot cum as it hurtled up through the seesawing rod of his cock and swelled the head of it.

His cum exploded from the tip of his cock, and he came in a furiously boiling spurt of semen that filled the tight, shallow cunt with his bubbling cream. His balls leaped upward against the cleft of her rotating ass, and his fingertips dug into her slippery flesh.

Rajesh's knees went a little weak, and he thought dazedly that fucking seemed to get better and better. Maybe no other girl would ever be truly as good fucking as when he put it to his own sister, but this hotly wiggling girl was good enough.

Slowly, her legs drifted down, but she somehow managed to keep his cock locked within her pussy as she stood tip toed on the bottom of the pool.

"Nice," Catherine giggled. "It was nice ...very nice. Now we can climb out of the water and go over there to get in some real fucking. Can you fuck me once again?"

"Sure," he said, proud of his new strength and his new knowledge and she let his stiff cock eases from the grasp of her tight cunt.

She went up the ladder first, and he was right behind, staring into the sweet crack of her lovely ass. He came out of the pool with water pouring from his cock, and with a little creamy drop of semen still clinging to the head.

They moved to the patio, bare-assed and excited yet, and Catherine turned to fit herself into his arms again. That was when Shanaya came from the house, grinning widely and wearing only a wrap-around towel.

Shanaya thought she had never seen anything so beautiful as her brother and her friend, naked together. She had come back too late to actually watch them fucking in the pool, but she knew they had. The look of love was upon them both, and their naked, dripping bodies were glowing with what they had just done.

"Maybe we'd better go in the house," she said. "Somebody could be looking down into the patio from the taller houses over there."

Her brother answered with a kind of strangled okay, and Catherine smiled wickedly over a bare shoulder as she led the way back into the house, her small but shapely ass swinging seductively from side to side. shanaya followed them, thinking that she couldn't have done better than to bring those two together, Catherine was always talking about how she was just about insatiable, that she loved to fuck, and Rajesh was getting started right.

But Shanaya always knew what might have been a faint flash of jealousy. After all, he was her little brother, and she had taken his boyish cherry. But a moment later, she knew how very foolish that was. If she loved Rajesh, she wanted to see him happy, and if he was happy fucking the lovely little girl, then she could only be happy, too, not jealous.

Besides, she was very interested in seeing him do it to her friend, and all excited about the prospect of joining them herself. Shanaya turned in the middle of the living room and said, "Here, k**s?"

"Why not?" Shanaya asked. "I locked the front door when I came in."

Rajesh was staring at her, and she could feel his eyes licking hotly over her boobs, so she let the wrap-around towel slide down and expose them. Her nipples were hard and erect, and her pussy was throbbing softly between her thighs. He said, "You really want to join us, Shanaya? I mean – you want to fuck with us?"

"I really want to," she answered. "I never did this before, either, but I'm sure we can work it out."

"Oh yes," Catherine breathed heavily. "This ought to be a wild scene for everybody. Oh wow."

Catherine had such a beautiful body, Shanaya thought; it was so modeled, every tiny curve exactly in place and tantalizingly shaped, the skin flawless and silken. She dropped her towel the rest of the way and let her own body gleam nudely for them.

Bigger than Catherine, with different colouring and different shapings, she was just as firm, just as pretty in a sexy design of her own, and the look she caught in her brother's widened eyes told her so. She smiled at him, and at the erect pole of his long, slim cock. The boy had just dipped that hard shaft into the little girl’s pussy over there, and yet he was ready to go again.

Funny, she thought, but she wasn't at all embarrassed. It seemed so natural and right that they share their bodies with each other, if that was what they wanted.

"You're really beautiful," Catherine murmured.

"Yeah," Rajesh agreed, his eyes raking her from head to toe, seeing her pussy, the hard points of her tits. She thrust her groin forward for him, spreading her thighs just a little.

Nobody had ever turned her on like her brother; nobody had ever done such a wonderful job of fucking her, and shanaya suspected that they were just beginning to explore and understand the mysteries of each other's bodies.

And there was Catherine – ah, yes, Catherine of the miniature body so wonderfully shaped; Catherine who had been so open about seeking new sexual thrills. Was it bad to look at another girl's body and get excited? Shanaya didn't know about that, only that she was stimulated as she had seldom been before.

Catherine said, "You were right, Shanaya; your little brother has a wonderfully hard cock. I wish I had a brother like him."

"Be my guest," Shanaya said, moving closer so that she could bring her belly next to Rajesh's.

Their thighs brushed, and she pressed against his cock, pushed it up between their bellies. It was long and round, next to her skin, and she could feel the hungry pulsing of the organ, as if it were about to demand she do something to soften it.

Her nipples dug into his chest, boring hotly there, as insistent as his dick was. Rajesh's hands slid over her hips, caressing, and he said, "I still can't believe I'm so lucky."

Shanaya kissed him, softly at first, then with an avid fury that thrust her tongue over his own and as far back into his mouth as she could reach. They rolled their nude bodies together, and their hands were everywhere, fondling and cupping, stroking and petting. Their breath mixed hotly, and she found that she was making sensual, thrusting motions with her crotch.

Gasping, she backed away from him, conscious of the new lubrication that was making her pussy oily inside that was bringing little drops of warm dew to glisten along the cunt lips and among the curly pubic hairs. "Oh wow, Rajesh. I could take it standing up like this, but there's Cathy…"

Catherine came to them, putting her small hands on each of their shoulders.

"We can always share, darlings. Look – neither of us wants to be disappointed right away, although I think that Rajesh here could go all day, if he wanted. So what do you say we – you and me, Shanaya – stretch out on the floor here, so that he can take turns on our pussies."

Shanaya stared. "You mean, screw both of us in turn?"

"Not all the way, baby," Catherine grinned. "I mean he screws one of us awhile – without cumming – then the other; taking turns that way. Of course, when he has to come, then he can just let it go into whoever he happens to be fucking at the moment."

"That sounds groovy," Shanaya agreed. "Rajesh..?"

"Oh hell yes," he grinned. "Man, oh man! Dipping my cock into two beautiful cunts, right one after the other. I'm liable to flip right out."

Holding hands, Shanaya sank to the carpet with the other girl, little hot waves of anticipation skipping madly up and down her spine. It was all so wild, so unreal; all her sexual fantasies were coming true, one at a time.

She didn't have to worry now about how Mom and Dad were getting along, didn't have to feel the antagonism between her parents heavy in the air. She was being loved; she was loving, and the outside world didn't count against that.

The nap of the rag tickled the cheeks of her ass as she sat down, caressed her spine as she lay back, still holding hands with Catherine. The other girl's foot rubbed hers and made it tingle. Eyelids fluttering, Shanaya looked up and saw her brother kneeling between her outspread legs.

Rajesh was staring down at her pussy, the fingers of his right hand wrapped around his cock. It was the first way she'd seen that wondrous cock, since they'd both grown up, when he was masturbating it. The head glowed and it was bluntly pointed; she could see the veins throbbing beneath the shaft, and her eyes briefly touched the sack of his down-hanging balls.

"You first," Rajesh said. "You don't mind if my cock-head is still a little sticky from going off inside Catherine's pussy?"

"N-no," Shanaya answered hoarsely, "I don't mind."

She was shaking inside and out, fascinated by the glistening drop of creamy fluid that dangled from the very tip of her little brother's cock.

She was also crazily turned on by her hip touching Catherine's, by the other girl's softly throbbing presence. Shanaya glanced quickly over at her friend, and saw the nipples of the girl's small breasts standing high and hard, saw the deepness of the eyes focused upon her own.

"Fuck him hard!" Catherine breathed, and squeezed Shanaya's hand.

Shanaya flinched when her brother reached down to caress her hips. His hands ran lightly and teasingly over her belly, barely touched her pussy, and then stroked over the extremely sensitive insides of her trembling thighs.

He said to her: "You're so beautiful, Shanaya! I almost came just looking down at your cunt. Your pussy hair is so deep and thick, and I can see the lips kind of pouting out through the curls."

Rajesh touched a fingertip to her labia, and Shanaya's hips rolled in immediate reflex. He fondled her cunt lips, tickled into the hairs around her ass, and she heard him catch his breath. Then his finger slid inside her body, feeling around within the tight, hot gripping of her vagina. She gasped as it went in to the knuckle, as the round length of it massaged gently across her stimulated clitoris.

"D-darling," she breathed. "Oh Rajesh – I'm so hot I can't wait. Please…"

When he set the pulsing end of his swollen cock-head into her pussy and pushed it down so that it kissed the hot, wet lips, Shanaya clamped down hard on Catherine's hand, and her left leg lifted to coil itself sinuously around the other girl's leg.

"So hot," she murmured her eyelids fluttering, "so very hot inside my pussy…"

"Here," her brother said, and shoved the head of his strong young cock into the hungry lips of her steamy cunt. It spread them apart, slid long and round between them, up into the pit of her vagina, up and up until she felt the marvellously soft sack of his balls come to rest in the cleft of her ass.

Head turned aside, she said to Catherine: "It's all the way up my pussy, so long and hard. Oohh – I love it; oh, how I love my brother's cock!"

Catherine turned on her side, rubbing her leg along Shanaya's, now able to press the twin mounds of her firmly molded tits into Shanaya's shoulder. The face was very close, and so appealing, the deep eyes smouldering, the pink lips parted in damp invitation.

As Rajesh began to stroke his cock within the confines of her shuddering snatch, Shanaya did the most natural thing that occurred to her: she kissed the other girl's beckoning mouth. The lips were soft and tender, trembling against her own, and the little hot tongue darted questingly into her mouth where her own tongue met it with consuming passion.

Her brother's breath panted hotly into her ear, and his hands took a grip upon the rolling of her hips, pinning them down for a long, conquering moment as he jammed his cock home to the hilt again.

"Uhhh!" Shanaya grunted into the other girl's mouth, and shivered to the feel of Catherine's hands when they started to caress the heavy tenderness of her swollen breasts.

It was wild and insane, but her heart threatened to tear out of her chest with crazy leapings of joy, and her lower body moved in sinuously thrusting happiness as her pussy contracted and rode up and down the greased pole of her brother's cock. To be fucked by him, of all people, to be screwed by her very own little brother, while another girl kissed her and played with the hard nipples of her aching boobs – this was all out of the world, so far out she hadn't really imagined it before.

Shanaya let herself go, bit down lightly upon the other girl's lips and used her own hands to discover the textured shapings of Catherine's breasts. She rocked upon the pistoning cock that moved so steadily and powerfully inside her gripping cunt, revelling in every move of the meaty tool, loving every tiny vein along its length, every miniscule bump and pore of the slippery skin.

She was loved, loved, adored in duplicate and who was to say it was wrong to love one of your own kin? Certainly not anybody who didn't even know how to love on their own; certainly not her mother and father.

Only her beloved brother with the steadily surging cock shoved up her pussy; only this gorgeous little girl whose tits felt so wonderful – only Shanaya herself, screwing so wonderfully, churning her cunt around the now hammering cock; these were the only people who had any say-so over what they wanted to do, what they needed to do. They had each other and to each other.

"Akka– oh wow, Shanaya! You're so hot and juicy – your cunt is just eating up my cock – oh – ahh – I'm coming, darling. I'm coming!"

With a last, twisting thrust, Rajesh shoved his cock far up her pussy, and she felt the head of it bumping her womb, felt the wet slap of his balls in the crack of her ass. Her vagina vibrated strongly around his glan’s as her little brother began to come, as he started to shoot the essence of his heaving testicles up inside her snatch.

His hotly bubbling semen splashed against her cervix, flooded boiling into the cup of her cunt, soaking the clinging tissues of her vaginal walls. Shanaya flexed her cunt inner muscles around the embedded cockhead, and when she gave another long, sensuous gyration of her crotch on the shaft, knew her own orgasm as it came rising swiftly from the epicentre of her thrumming clit.

"Umm, umm!" she moaned, her mouth held captive by Catherine's, her tongue curling and uncurling with the other girl's. Her belly hammered at her brother's pelvis, and she sucked upon Catherine's lips while the waves of ecstasy roared throughout her pussy.

Warmly, she swam in a slow river that carried her through undulating curves of soft, sweet flesh, that bore her upon its breast; that yet somehow held her impaled upon the penetration of the adored shaft. Catherine lips nibbled her cheek, her ear, and gentle hands manipulated the cones of her tits; Shanaya lay relaxed and limp, unable to remotely imagine any better feelings, any more wondrous place than this moment in enchanted time.

"Terrific," Catherine said softly. "I never saw anyone getting fucked by her brother before, and it’s terrific. Especially when I know I'm going to take that same great cock, in a few minutes."

Slowly, Shanaya came back to the real world. With some regret, but with more interest, she turned over onto one side, so that she could face the other girl. When she made the move, her brother's cock slipped from the wet glove of her cunt. She felt its head leaking, and sensed the sticky trail of semen left across the inside of one thigh.

"Can I do anything – anything special?" she asked Catherine.

The little girl Catherine sat up, her nice little tits bouncing. She smiled and said, "I'd like to ride Rajesh this time – that is, if he can go again so soon."

"Sure," Rajesh said. "Just give me time to catch my breath, and I'll be ready again."

"Isn't he amazing?" Catherine asked, coming to her knees and grinning fondly at her new lover.

"That he is," Shanaya agreed, for her brother was much better than both the lovers she had known, and so ready to fuck again, after such a short time between fucks. He was amazing, all right, and very, very special. She would give him anything he wanted, all he needed or craved or desired, no matter how far out his newly awakened sexual tastes might become.

They were all each had – besides a friend like Catherine here; if they clung together, gave all they had, took all there was to receive, and then what power could separate them?

Not their parents. Shanaya would not allow that, now.

-----------Part 3-------------

Rajesh heard his parents come home, because they were arguing about something the minute they hit the door. He pushed aside the book he had been reading, slipped on his robe and went downstairs to raid the fridge. He was hungry, and grinned at the idea of stoking up his strength again. It had been a long day, and the most groovy one of his life; too bad it had to end so soon.

There had been the swinging with his sister and Catherine, all mixed up as he dipped his cock into one fine pussy after the other. It had been hot, wild and crazy, and he popped his nuts so many times that he was weak in the knees. But that didn't matter; he was young and strong and recovered quickly.

As he went into the kitchen, his father cut short whatever he'd been saying, but by the look on the old man's face, Rajesh knew the argument was just starting. ‘Why the hell couldn't they stop hacking at each other.’ he wondered. ‘They must have dug each other once, and should be able to make it again, if they would only try.’

His mother said, "Want me to fix you a sandwich, dear?"

"He's big enough to take care of himself," his father said.

"Sure mom," Rajesh agreed. "I'll just grab a bite and get out of your way."

"You're not in the way," his mother Nalini said.

His father grunted, "Oh for God’s sake," and tilted up a can of beer to drain it. Feeling stiff and awkward, Rajesh looked into the refrigerator and took a chunk of cheese and a bottle of milk.

"Sit right there and finish your snack," his mother ordered. "I won't let your father drive you out of your own kitchen."

Rajesh sat down and watched his dad slam out of the room; in a moment, he heard the tinkle of ice into a glass, and knew his father was at the little bar in the living room.

"Mom," he said, "I wish you guys wouldn't fight over me."

Her smile was soft and a little sad. "It's not exactly over you, dear. It's more like a habit we've gotten into."

He saw that she had been drinking, too; there was a laxness around her mouth, and she was just a little careless about how she leaned over. Rajesh could see the rounded top moundings of his mom's big, high breasts as she bent to straighten out her long skirt.

‘Damn, he thought; a guy could lose himself between those fine, firm boobs.’ and for the first time, let his mind run free with the images that he'd so often crowded into the far corners of his head.

‘Man, oh man!’ A couple of years ago, his mother had brushed those bib breasts against him, and he'd felt the burning of those heavy nipples right through the thin robe she had been wearing. He had jacked off in the bathroom, ideas running riot in his mind about fondling them, maybe even kissing and sucking on them. That time, his semen had exploded before he could catch the sticky stuff in toilet paper, and he had to clean it off the floor.

He blushed when his mom straightened up, but couldn't pull his eyes away from her lifted skirt. She was still fooling around with her skirt on her left leg, and his eyes followed her hands as she stroked up over the silken knee, up along the swelling of her sleek, long thigh.

Her legs were so long, tapering just so, and he got one magic, too- quick glimpse of the edge of her panties before she dropped her skirt and cut off his view. Rajesh shuddered slightly, his head reeling as he contemplated the juiciness of the forbidden treasure snuggled so enticingly there between the soft, full thighs of his mother's wonderful legs.

‘How the hell could his dad pass that up?’ He knew they hadn't been sleeping together for months now, ever since his dad moved into the extra bedroom. That meant that neither of them was getting any fucking, although his dad could very well be playing around on the side. But his mother was usually home, and Rajesh didn't quite see her as laying anybody in the neighbourhood.

It was an idea, though, and he thought more about that as she began to tidy up the kitchen. His eyes clung to the curves of her delectable ass as she moved, seeing the way her long skirt caressed the molded flanks, how it dipped sometimes into the hidden crack of her buttocks. Maybe his mom was getting really frustrated, and she needed a man. With a sexy body like that, and the way she moved, all sensuous and kind of ready, she had to be a wild, hot piece of cunt. It was a shame to see it going to waste.

Rajesh bit into the cheese, and gulped his milk. He was conscious of the fact that his well-used cock was beginning to rise beneath his robe. ‘Did his father have a bigger one? Probably.’ he thought, his dad was a big guy, and probably had a cock to match the rest of him, and although Rajesh had sometimes wondered about that big thing being shoved into his mom's fine pussy, he had always pushed the idea quickly away in shame.

Now he rolled it around in his head, enjoying the feel of his thoughts. He was trying to picture his dad crawling between his mother's long, slim legs, trying to see what that gorgeous pussy really looked like, all hairs deep and rich, with the wet, pink lips peeping out shyly, eager for the first touch of the cock-head.

Rajesh's cock throbbed painfully, and he crossed his legs to keep it quiet. Maybe he wouldn't dare think the way he was, if he hadn't already screwed his sister. But now he wondered if that was any different than fucking his mother.

Shanaya was a lovely, hot fuck, and he was glad she had been the one to technically get his cherry. He was a lucky guy, and loved his sister more, because they had shared their bodies. Could he love his mom more, the same way, if he was ever so lucky as to get into that marvellous, deep cunt?

The cheese was gone, and so was the milk, but he didn't want to leave right away. His mother was sneaking another peg of whiskey from the bottle that was kept hidden in the cupboard, away from the bar. Rajesh ran his eyes over her back, lingering at the shapeliness of her ass. He'd give anything to snuggle up to that tempting pair of cheeks, to nudge his hard cock in between them, maybe bend it down so that it could slide between her thighs, slide wetly along those tickling pussy hairs, feeling the heat of her cunt lips, feeling the beautiful enchanted softness there.

She turned around then, and he fumbled with the empty milk carton, blushing again. When he looked up, she was eyeing him intently.

"Is anything troubling you, dear?"

"N-no, mom; guess I'd better get up to bed."

"Kiss me goodnight like you used to when you were young, baby."

No matter how he tried, he couldn't keep his hard cock from touching his mom's belly. She had her arms around him, pulling him close, trying to gain some kind of comfort from him, and he was embarrassed when his cock thumped against her body.

Nalini raised her head to her boy on the cheeks, but Rajesh sensing her whisky smell on her breath , turned his face a bit away and accidently his mom’s lips landed on his, and she kissed him right on the mouth. It made both of them uncomfortable, especially since his own arms had automatically slipped around her slim waist, and now he was feeling the tantalizing softness of her breasts as they flattened against his chest.

Rajesh managed to break away, flustered and shaken, and caught his mother looking shyly at him. He fled when she said something, not catching anything but the wondering tone of her voice.

‘Oh wow!’ he thought. He'd almost blown it that time. Hurrying up the stairs, he ran into his sister's room without knocking, and clicked the latch behind him. Her bed lamp was on, and her body was outlined by the sheet; light spilled over her hair and she looked very sexy.

"What is the matter?" she asked.

"They're fighting again," he said, coming over to sit down on the edge of her bed. "Both of them are drinking, and when mom made me kiss her goodnight, I got a hard on. I'm sure she felt it against her belly. Wow, s*s--I damn near freaked out."

Shanaya touched his hand. "After all that good fucking today, you can still get hard? Does mom turn you on that much?"

He swallowed, and looked down to where the head of his hard cock was working its way out from the fold of his robe. "Yes."

"The same way I turn you on?"

He nodded. "Maybe even more! I mean, I love you s*s, and you are the one who taught me. I guess I'll always love you more than any other girl I get to fuck, because we're closer. But mom--well, I've been dreaming about her for years, only I never came right out and admitted it to myself before."

Shanaya nodded and stroked his hand. "I know, Rajesh. I always had the same thing for dad! All dreams and wild ideas. But I never thought beyond the dreams--until now."

He stared at his sister. "What do you mean?"

Her hand drifted along his arm and dropped down on his cock. Gently, she felt the head, running her fingers lightly over its throbbing cock.

"I mean, maybe this is the way we can make them stop working on the divorce, and stay with each other."

Rajesh peeled off his robe and his cock sprang free and stiff into his sister's softly teasing hand. "I don't understand-"

She wrapped her fingers tightly around his hard tool and massaged it tenderly.

"If I can somehow get dad to fuck me--and oh how I want him to do that!--then maybe I can hold him here, in our house. I mean, if he fucks me as much as I know I'll enjoy being getting fucked by him, and then he won't want to leave, even if he's still mad at mom."

Rajesh eased toward his elder sister, and she pulled him lightly along the way, flipping back the sheet with her other hand to expose her fine young body with the dark hair crisp at her mound.

"Yeah," he said, "I see what you mean, but what will hold mom from leaving us?"

Shanaya slipped her hand down his shaft to cup his swollen balls.

"You!" she said.

Rajesh drew in a deep and noisy breath. "Wow! You mean--somehow you get dad to screw you, and I somehow get this into mom's pussy-- and--but how, Shanaya? How the hell are we ever going to manage all that? They might slap us silly, or think we freaked out, or call the cops, even."

She shook her head and lifted her upper body so that her tits almost reached the head of his cock.

"I don't think so. Look--they're both drinking heavily, and I think they're both really frustrated, not fucking each other anymore. If we can get them to loosen up and fuck us, instead, it's only a logical step from there to having them back together. I mean, they'll both be a little guilty about what they're doing, and so they'll be nicer to each other."

"Oh yes," he breathed, his heart beating quickly at this new idea, "and if we can work it right, maybe we can get them in a tangle like you and I had with Catherine today! That way, they'll get so hot they'll have to fuck each other once again!"

"Great!" Shanaya said, and pressed his hard shaft between her boobs. "But we can't screw it up by doing things too fast. Tomorrow night, they have to stay home and work on the property settlement. I heard dad say so this morning. That means we can help them get drunk, and--well, then I'll go crawl into dad's bed, and you can make out with mom in her room."

Rajesh felt the silken smoothness of his sister's tits along his rigid cock, and lifted his hands to stroke her hair. "So tonight--"

"So there's still the rest of tonight," Shanaya said softly, "and I never did any of those things I saw in your books--not yet. I want to do them with you, Rajesh. I want to suck you and give you a wonderful blowjob to my dear little brother."

He shuddered when she dipped her face to plant a kiss upon the pulsing head of his swollen cock.

"Are you sure you want to? I mean--"

"I want to," she insisted. "How else am I ever going to learn?"

Rajesh spread his knees and straddled his sister's hips. He caressed her head gently as she began to lick over his cockhead, as the darting flicks of her hot, wet tongue sent electric jolts up his backbone. She was going to suck him off! It was finally going to happen to him, and he welcomed it with all the pent-up lust he had.

Slowly, she slid her mouth over the end of his cock, taking in the entire head. His fingers stroked the shaft and cuddled his balls, while her lips worked up and down. Rajesh felt the marvellous suction develop, and knew the fondling of his glan’s by her busy tongue. The sensations were terrific, and his thighs stiffened as he clung to his elder sister's head for support.

It was like fucking, but was different. It was being devoured; it was pumping his cock gently back into her mouth and feeling it slide over her wet tongue, feeling it touch the roof of her mouth and reach back to the cup of her throat.

Shivering with rapture, Rajesh backed it out a bit, but her hungry mouth followed his hard tool, gnawing lightly upon its sensitive skin. He wiggled, and she drew him deeper, sucked him farther into the tickling heat of her throat. Lapping her tongue over the aching head, Shanaya worked more feverishly upon his cock.

"Oh!" he grunted. "Oh, Shanaya....... WOW--Eat me up, baby! Eat my cock, chew it up, suck it out by the roots. Oh--ah! I'm about to come!"

She didn't try to back off, and made no attempt to dodge the semen he just had to let go. Instead, she sucked him harder, dipping in her cheeks and gulping noisily at his shaft as he fed it into her face, as he stroked it into the hungry cavity of her mouth.

Rajesh came then, hunching his back and straining as the mighty rush of semen came pouring up from his flexing balls to gush like a hot mountain stream from the jerking head of his cock. Heavy and thick, the juices poured, scalding from his shaft and flooded his sister's throat. She drank it down, pulled more droplets from his cock, sucked additional moisture into her body.

He dropped slowly over to one side, lifting his knee, and Shanaya stayed with him, making love to his cock with her mouth, clinging onto his balls. Her hair spread over his crotch, and his fingers dug deeply into its silken luxury. His head spun and his breath was ragged in his chest.

At last, she let go, and allowed his still rigid cock to slide gently from the grasp of her lips. No semen was smeared on her mouth, he saw through blurred eyes, because she had swallowed it all. It had been a far out experience, one that had his belly tied up in little jerking knots.

"Rajesh..," she murmured, kissing her way up his belly to his chest. "Oh, Rajesh--that was wonderful. So intimate, so very close; it was like doing everything for you, and for me, too. I loved it."

"I did, too," he sighed. "If you ever get to do that to our dad, he'll be in heaven, I know it!"

Now she was at his throat, nibbling there, her boobs moving back and forth across his heaving chest, the hard nipples prodding his flesh.

When she moved up to kiss his mouth, he could smell the scent of his own semen, but he didn't mind. Shanaya kissed him then, running her tongue deeply, giving him the full flavour of his cum.

When she pulled away, she said, "There, darling. I have the best, the sexiest brother in the whole world, and I'm glad. Now let's talk about the plan."

With the passion dampened within him, at least for a little while, Rajesh turned edgy. "I don't know." he murmured. "It sounds kind of crazy now."

"Not at all," she said quickly. "Tomorrow night, when you have that great cock all hard for mom, you'll think differently again. I'm sure going ahead with my part of it, and if you chicken out--well, just imagine what you'll be missing. Think about mom, and her big breasts. Remember how good her legs look, and how her ass wiggles when she walks. Remember how many times you've masturbated and tried to make believe you were fucking her, instead of your hand. This is your chance, Rajesh.....your big chance. If you blow it now, you may never get that opportunity again."

"Okay," he said, after a while. "You're right, I guess. And boy--you sure must want to fuck dad, or you wouldn't have come up with the plan in the first place."

"Women are more logical," she said, kissing him again. "So it's on for tomorrow night?"

"It's on," he agreed.

------------Part- 4--------------


The next night, Shanaya had been busy playing bartender all night, and had watched her brother keep a conversational ball rolling as he stayed between their mother and father, a buffer zone, so that their fighting wouldn't really get started.

They had been surprised at so much attention from their k**s. Shanaya saw to that. And before the evening was over, everybody was more or less enjoying themselves. There had been only a few sly cuts, and even those lessened as the night wore on. Helped considerably by the double strength drinks Shanaya mixed.

Maybe her mom and dad felt a little guilty, she thought, especially with their k**s so obviously trying to make a family type party of the occasion. They'd talked about music and how things were shaping up for the fall school term, and about other k**s, but the conversation steered away from what was on all their minds--the impending divorce.

If mom had said anything about who was taking ov