Sisters in Slavery Chapter Six
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My name is Saagar and I am 19 now. I'm belonging to high-class family living in high society area here in Bombay. My father is businessman and owning reputed company. My mother also well educated and working for one foreign company as a legal adviser. I have one older sister, Sangita who's 23 now.
I never really paid too much attention to my sister when we were growing up. She is four years older than I am, so we really never had anything in common. When she gone to the Banglore City five years earlier for studying in degree collage I was only 18, and concerned myself with normal teenage boy. One year before, After finishing Degree College in Banglore City, my sister returned back into our house. Father and mother worked six days a week, so for the most of the time, I was home alone after school every day. My sister attends a local college three-day week to finish her master degree, and worked few hours in one firm to get some experience and off course! to earn some money at her own. She used to come back home late in the evening.
At the age 18, all I could think about was sex. The first thing I noticed about my sister, Sangita, when she got back was the size of her breasts under her tight T-shirt. God! they were huge! And perfect! Her waist was so tiny I wondered how she supported her upper body. It was as though I was seeing her for the first time, though the last time I saw her was eight months before when she came back for wedding of her close girlfriend. Needless to say, she was beautiful. I was in amazement, (and a little embarrassed that I was getting a hard-on looking at my own sister, but I couldn't help it). When she hugged me and wrapped her arms around me, and pressed those beautiful perfect breasts against me, I almost came in my pants. I knew right then that my life was not going to be easy with Sangita being back.
My sister, Sangita had a body that was driving all boys and men crazy. To me, it was pure tease in my own home. All I could do since my sister had been back was jerk off, and think about her. I don't know how many gallons of cum I shot with Sangita didi in my fantasies. Dreaming about her wasn't all that I did. I lusted after her all day and nights. I tried to get glimpse of her naked flesh but she was very cautious around me. She never wears a short or thin gown, or anything that would show much to me. Forget about going to her room for a peek, because she kept it locked.
One day I was alone in the house. As usual I checked the lock on Sangita didi's bedroom door, as I did every day. Only this time it was open. I went into the room. Room was filled with expensive air freshener. Her dressing table was full with deferent creams, perfumes and so many things. It wasn't strange, as my sister is fashionable and wears make up all the time. I opened her cupboard and saw array of her sexy and expensive dresses. Some of them I haven't even seen on her. I imagined how she'd look in those sexy dresses. I found her sexy undergarments in one drawer. All of them were sexy. I wondered how she maintains such an expensive life style? From where she get money from all of this items. Sure father or mother wasn't giving her this much money to spend. I guess she afford this with her part time job.
I decided to masturbate with one of Sangita didi's bra and panties but all of them were washed and fresh. I then went to her bathroom to find out the one which she wear previous day. In the bathroom under her night gown one pink bra and panties were laying down. The mere sight of which drove me crazy. I immediately took off my clothes and got naked. I smelled crotch of her panties and then lick them. I wrap her bra around my hardening cock and started jerking off. Within a five minutes I came all over her huge bra, which I used as a towel to wipe cum off my cock.
After I got up and put my clothes back on, I looked around Sangita Didi's room for a little bit. Who knows when I would have an opportunity like that again? I casually checked her dressing table drawer and saw a bunch of pink tissue paper with perfume smell. I looked carefully that tissue paper and found name of one hotel on each one. I was surprised how she got this much tissue paper of particular hotel. Is she visiting this particular hotel frequently? If yes! Then why? With whom? Thousand questions click in my mind. I decided to find out. I took one of the tissue paper and came back to my room, because I knew she'd be home after some time.
I took telephone directory and tried to find out telephone number of that hotel. There were 5/6 telephone numbers with same hotel name. I called up those numbers one by one. Most of them were normal hotels situated in city but one hotel was far away in the suburb of Bombay and guy told me its kind of night club opening in the evening only. That particularly drove my attention to this hotel because Sangita didi was coming late every evening.
I noted down address and location of this hotel and decided to go there in the evening. I didn't have much else to do in the evening. I had a couple of friends, but I really didn't socialise much. Most of my recent nights were spent at home thinking of my sister anyway, so this would be an adventure. I had to go to this hotel to see what was going on.
I didn't have my own car. My parents have their own car and recently they present one car to Sangita didi. When I asked about my car they said that when I'd got 18 they'd give me one. For time being I use my sister's car occasionally, if she let me use it then only. Since that particular suburb area was far away from where we were living I decided to go by local train. I got down at that suburb railway station and took auto to go to that hotel. I talked with auto driver about that hotel. All he told me in that hotel there is one famous night-club and most of the dancer is from high society.
I got down near the night club. I got cigarette before entering in the hotel to make an impression that I'm used to go places like that. Even though I was just 14 I looked a lot older than my real age, so I didn't think I'd have a hard time getting in. I was right. The doorman didn't even looked at me. Any way they don't care as long as they get customer whether he's below the age or above. This was easier than I thought.
When I got inside, I saw at the end of the club there was one stage with one girl dancing on it. Table arrangement was made all around the stage and most of them were full. Place had been dim lighted but stage was brighten with spotlights. When I observed the place I found most of the peoples were males. Hardly one or two women were sitting in the public and from the look they looks like a low class or prostitute. I wonder what my sister will be doing in this place. I didn't know whether what time Sangita didi will come there or with whom she'll come or anything. I sat on the table far away from the stage and entrance trying to hide myself as much as I possibly could. Though I wasn't there to drink, I ordered the beer.
On the request of customer Deferent Hindi songs was playing and on the each song deferent girl would come on stage to perform. All girls were beautiful and sexy. They were wearing very exotic dresses for every song, dancing seductively. Customer was getting mad seeing every girls in sexy skimpy dresses and would throw money on them. My cock was throbbing at the sight of these gorgeous girls on the stage. I had never seen any half-nude girl before and now I was seeing dozens of beautiful girl in one room! Then for the next song I looked A beautiful, tall, girl stepped on to the stage. She started dancing on that song. When I observed face of this sexy girl I felt it familiar as I was sitting far away from the stage.
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Oh shit! Oh shit! My suspicions were right. It was Sangita didi, my sister. I recognised her with that mole just above her upper lips. "How weird," I thought, my sister comes to this place as a CLUB DANCER. Being belongs to rich family why my sister doing this cheap club-dancing job? What on earth make her to do that? Whether she's doing this by own will or by force? Thousands questions came in mind within a second.
I was bit embarrassed seeing my sister like that. But my embarrassment disappeared as I watched her slowly dance seductively with that bikini type skimpy dress. To tell you truth! My mind filled with lust rather than shame. My cock got harder and harder inside my pants. Here my sister was showing her sexy body to whole world and I was trying to get glimpse of her body desperately for the long period, in spite of living in the same house. By the time song finished with her sexy steps, I thought I was going to explode! She left the stage and next girl stepped in.
I thought my Mother and father would freak out if they knew their daughter was doing this sort of thing! But I wasn't thinking about that at that moment. All I was thinking about how I'm going to use this big secret against Sangita didi. If she found out I knew her secret, I could basically get anything I wanted from her. But tomorrow if she denied it wasn't her, then? How she know I actually saw her here? I had to let her know I knew. I had to let her see me.
I waited for my sister to come again for her next performs. I already paid my bill etc. to walk out from the club. She came for next song and started dancing on the stage. In the middle of song, I walked up to the stage where she was dancing, and looked up at her. She didn't recognise me at first, so she looked down and smiled as if I'm one of the customers. Then she stopped short.
"Saagar??? Oh my God! What are you doing here!" (I read the question in Sangita didi's eyes). She was horrified to see me. I could see she didn't know what to do. She slow down her dance, her face was bright red with embarrassment and fear. I looked her from bottom to top and without a word, I turned and walked out of the club.
The train rides home seemed like an eternity. When I got back home at about 10 PM, I couldn't wait to get up to my room to jerk off! I couldn't stop thinking of Sangita didi now more than ever. She was an absolute goddess. Needless to say, I didn't get much sleep that night, tossing and turning, and thinking of those entire beautiful half-nude girls.
Next day when I woke up first thing came in my mind, Something was going to happen today, I thought. I didn't know what it was, but today was not going to be a normal day at my house, that was for sure.
My mother got up to go to work at 6:30am as usual, and left the house at 8:00. Father wasn't in the house, gone on his business tour. My mother wasn't gone more than 15 minutes, when I heard a knock at my bedroom door. I knew it was my sister. I'm sure she couldn't sleep either. "Come in didi" I said. Sangita didi opened the door slowly, and walked into the room wearing only a night gown. It was front open gown and as she walked her leg would expose from the front slit all the way up to thighs. Also it was thin enough to see that she was wearing nothing underneath, but at this point I think I was too nervous to get a hard-on. She walked over and sat on the side of my bed and I could she her nipple clearly visible through her dress. Nervous or not, this time I had a hard-on.
"Saagar, we need to talk," she said.
"OK, Didi, let's talk," I said.
"Saagar, please, PLEASE, don't say anything to mother and daddy about this! I need the money. It's the only way I can get that," Sangita didi said, practically begging me.
"But why you need to do that, Didi? Are you not getting pocket money from mother and daddy?"
"I'm getting. But that's not enough to maintain my expenses. You know very well how luxurious I am living. If I ask more money our parent won't give me that."
"How long you're doing this job? How you started this?" I asked curiously.
"It's been two year now," she replied.
"Two years? But you were not here since then, you were in Banglore before few months."
"Yes! That's right but I actually started dancing in the club when I was in banglore. Let me explain you everything. I was living in the hostel there and money, which our parent was sending me, wasn't enough for me at that time. As you know I was good dancer and participating many functions in the school and collage. One of my girlfriends told me about this night club dancing where she was also dancing. I went one day there and saw everything. I found nothing wrong in that so I started dancing there at that time."
"But its bad reputation dancing out there in the night club, Didi. Everybody thinks only prostitute... I mean bad girls dance there."
"No! No.. I am not doing anything like that there, believe me! I'm only dancing there and we get paid for that."
I was silent for few moments. My sister looked worriedly to me waiting for my response. She pleaded again,
"Please Saagar! Don't tell anything to our parent. It'll break their trust on me. May be they'll throw me out of the house"
"But Didi, how can you expect me not to tell anything? What you're doing is wrong and you know it!" I said.
"Yes I know! But I can't help it. I need money and I'll get that at any cost. How about making a deal?"
"What do you mean, Didi?" I asked her with mock surprised (but secretly happy that she's heading where I want her).
"Listen, brother," she said, "how about if we make a deal? I'll let you use my car any time you want to, if you don't say anything. OK?"
At this point she almost had tears in her eyes. I hated to be cruel to her, but I knew what I wanted from her so bad, and I would get it at any cost.
"You'll have to do better than that, Sangita didi," I said, "This is a very serious thing for me to be quiet."
She thought for a moment, not even realising what I was leading up to.
"I have an another idea," she said, "How about if I get you one of the girls at the club? You're a great looking guy, Saagar, I'm sure I wouldn't have to ask twice to anybody! Well what do you think?"
"What do you mean that, Didi? You mean those girls are 'available'?"
"Not all! But yes," she said, "some of them actually 'available'"
"What?? That means you also....."
"NO!! I told you, I'm not PRO. I don't do that business," she shouted on me, "But some of them do. So tell me if you're interested?"
"Well...maybe," I said.
"That's OK, brother!" she said, "you were there long enough to see most of the girls, tell me, who did you think was the hottest looking girl in there?"
I hesitated to say anything.
"Oh come on, brother! You are hard under your short right now. Obviously somebody turned you on! Tell me," she giggled, "Who was it? Who did you come home and think about whole night?"
She still didn't have a clue.
"Do you really want to know, Didi?" I said.
"Yes, of course," she answered, "Tell me, if you had your choice to take any of the girls you saw last night, who would it be?"
I got really nervous, and held my breath. My heart was pounding.
"A-Actually, when I came home last night I fantasised about you, Sangita didi."
I couldn't believe I actually said it! She just sat there in shock with her mouth open.
"I'm your sister- you're my brother, are you crazy?" she replied nervously, "You mean you want to...you and me? How could you even think about that... we cannot have sex.... We can't... NO..... NO WAY! OH MY GOD! I'd die before I'd let that happen!"
Sangita didi got up and left the room slamming the door behind her.
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At that point I didn't know if I did the right thing. I wasn't worried about her telling mother, but this could be enough to make her trouble. Oh well, I took my chance, I thought. I turned over, and went to sleep. I woke up about an hour later still tense about what had happened earlier. Still, I couldn't stop thinking about Sangita didi's beautiful body, and how I wanted to touch her. I started playing with myself again, when the phone next to my bed rang.
"Hello?" I answered.
"Saagar,"
It was Sangita didi calling me from her room. We have intercom system in each room of our house,
"What are you doing, brother?" She asked. She seemed to have calmed down.
"If you really must know, I'm jerking off, didi." I answered.
"Really?" she said, "stop what you're doing, and come to my room, I have an idea, brother."
I hung up, pulled my short up and went to Sangita didi's room. I knocked on the door.
"Come in Saagar, it's not locked." she said.
When I walked in the door she was still wearing the same night gown, only now top two hook were open revealing bit of her breast. She was standing by her study table with a cup of coffee in her hand, and another cup on the table.
"I made you some coffee, Saagar." she said, "you really were jerking off when i called you, didn't you?"
She said as she looked down at the bulge in my shorts. I tried to act as a cool
"What's your idea, didi?" I said as I moved closer to her and picked up the cup of coffee.
"Well Saagar, let's be realistic about this, we are brother and sister, and I can't let you make love me..."
"That's not what I want to hear, Sangita didi," I said, "that's what it will take me to be quiet. I'm sorry, but you have no idea how much you drive me crazy! Since you moved back here I haven't had a good night's sleep."
"I know that, brother "she said, giggling, "Sometimes I help mother to wash cloths and I see the cum stains on your sheets. I knew you were jerking off, I just didn't know you were thinking about me until last evening."
"Last evening? I tensed.
"Yes! Last evening I came home and when I went to wash my previous day cloth I found my pink bra with huge cum stain and it was still wet. I guess I forgot to lock my door and there's only one guy in the house who can do that."
"Oh no!" I was getting embarrassed.
"Oh yes, brother. Initially I was mad about that but after I realised its natural for teenage boy like you and I decided not to tell mother about that"
"Well! didi," I said defensively, "that's nothing you can use against me but what I know about you is big deal. I guess I'll just have to talk with mother tonight about where you are working."
I turned to walk away.
"Wait, Saagar," she said, grabbing my arm, "you didn't give me a chance to finish. I said I can't let you make love to me, but we can play around a little
"Wh-what do you mean by that, Didi?" I said, nervous as all hell.
"I'll show you," she said keeping her coffee cup on the table and stood front of me, "Open my gown, brother."
I was excited now. I reached up and started to unhook her gown, and slowly opened it revealing the entire front of her body. Sangita didi was totally naked underneath.
"Touch me anywhere you want, brother." Sangita didi said.
My hands were shaking. I reached for didi's right breast, and slowly ran my open palm across her huge nipple. Her firm breast felt so good in my hand that my cock raised right up above the band of my underwear. She took my T-shirt off, and pulled me close to her. The feel of her huge tits against my bare chest drove me crazy. She started grinding back and forth rubbing her self against me, the tip of my cock now rubbing against her firm tummy.
"Let's go to bed and lie down, brother" she said.
Sangita didi dropped her gown completely off, and walked naked up to the bed. I lied down on the bed waiting for her next instructions. After all, she was much more experienced than I. She lied down on the bed sideways facing me, and slid close to me.
"Turn and face me, Saagar," she said.
I did. We were both facing each other sideways. That position made her tits squeeze close together, so I put my hands between them and slowly moved them around to the outside cupping and massaging her nipples.
I never really paid too much attention to my sister when we were growing up. She is four years older than I am, so we really never had anything in common. When she gone to the Banglore City five years earlier for studying in degree collage I was only 18, and concerned myself with normal teenage boy. One year before, After finishing Degree College in Banglore City, my sister returned back into our house. Father and mother worked six days a week, so for the most of the time, I was home alone after school every day. My sister attends a local college three-day week to finish her master degree, and worked few hours in one firm to get some experience and off course! to earn some money at her own. She used to come back home late in the evening.
At the age 18, all I could think about was sex. The first thing I noticed about my sister, Sangita, when she got back was the size of her breasts under her tight T-shirt. God! they were huge! And perfect! Her waist was so tiny I wondered how she supported her upper body. It was as though I was seeing her for the first time, though the last time I saw her was eight months before when she came back for wedding of her close girlfriend. Needless to say, she was beautiful. I was in amazement, (and a little embarrassed that I was getting a hard-on looking at my own sister, but I couldn't help it). When she hugged me and wrapped her arms around me, and pressed those beautiful perfect breasts against me, I almost came in my pants. I knew right then that my life was not going to be easy with Sangita being back.
My sister, Sangita had a body that was driving all boys and men crazy. To me, it was pure tease in my own home. All I could do since my sister had been back was jerk off, and think about her. I don't know how many gallons of cum I shot with Sangita didi in my fantasies. Dreaming about her wasn't all that I did. I lusted after her all day and nights. I tried to get glimpse of her naked flesh but she was very cautious around me. She never wears a short or thin gown, or anything that would show much to me. Forget about going to her room for a peek, because she kept it locked.
One day I was alone in the house. As usual I checked the lock on Sangita didi's bedroom door, as I did every day. Only this time it was open. I went into the room. Room was filled with expensive air freshener. Her dressing table was full with deferent creams, perfumes and so many things. It wasn't strange, as my sister is fashionable and wears make up all the time. I opened her cupboard and saw array of her sexy and expensive dresses. Some of them I haven't even seen on her. I imagined how she'd look in those sexy dresses. I found her sexy undergarments in one drawer. All of them were sexy. I wondered how she maintains such an expensive life style? From where she get money from all of this items. Sure father or mother wasn't giving her this much money to spend. I guess she afford this with her part time job.
I decided to masturbate with one of Sangita didi's bra and panties but all of them were washed and fresh. I then went to her bathroom to find out the one which she wear previous day. In the bathroom under her night gown one pink bra and panties were laying down. The mere sight of which drove me crazy. I immediately took off my clothes and got naked. I smelled crotch of her panties and then lick them. I wrap her bra around my hardening cock and started jerking off. Within a five minutes I came all over her huge bra, which I used as a towel to wipe cum off my cock.
After I got up and put my clothes back on, I looked around Sangita Didi's room for a little bit. Who knows when I would have an opportunity like that again? I casually checked her dressing table drawer and saw a bunch of pink tissue paper with perfume smell. I looked carefully that tissue paper and found name of one hotel on each one. I was surprised how she got this much tissue paper of particular hotel. Is she visiting this particular hotel frequently? If yes! Then why? With whom? Thousand questions click in my mind. I decided to find out. I took one of the tissue paper and came back to my room, because I knew she'd be home after some time.
I took telephone directory and tried to find out telephone number of that hotel. There were 5/6 telephone numbers with same hotel name. I called up those numbers one by one. Most of them were normal hotels situated in city but one hotel was far away in the suburb of Bombay and guy told me its kind of night club opening in the evening only. That particularly drove my attention to this hotel because Sangita didi was coming late every evening.
I noted down address and location of this hotel and decided to go there in the evening. I didn't have much else to do in the evening. I had a couple of friends, but I really didn't socialise much. Most of my recent nights were spent at home thinking of my sister anyway, so this would be an adventure. I had to go to this hotel to see what was going on.
I didn't have my own car. My parents have their own car and recently they present one car to Sangita didi. When I asked about my car they said that when I'd got 18 they'd give me one. For time being I use my sister's car occasionally, if she let me use it then only. Since that particular suburb area was far away from where we were living I decided to go by local train. I got down at that suburb railway station and took auto to go to that hotel. I talked with auto driver about that hotel. All he told me in that hotel there is one famous night-club and most of the dancer is from high society.
I got down near the night club. I got cigarette before entering in the hotel to make an impression that I'm used to go places like that. Even though I was just 14 I looked a lot older than my real age, so I didn't think I'd have a hard time getting in. I was right. The doorman didn't even looked at me. Any way they don't care as long as they get customer whether he's below the age or above. This was easier than I thought.
When I got inside, I saw at the end of the club there was one stage with one girl dancing on it. Table arrangement was made all around the stage and most of them were full. Place had been dim lighted but stage was brighten with spotlights. When I observed the place I found most of the peoples were males. Hardly one or two women were sitting in the public and from the look they looks like a low class or prostitute. I wonder what my sister will be doing in this place. I didn't know whether what time Sangita didi will come there or with whom she'll come or anything. I sat on the table far away from the stage and entrance trying to hide myself as much as I possibly could. Though I wasn't there to drink, I ordered the beer.
On the request of customer Deferent Hindi songs was playing and on the each song deferent girl would come on stage to perform. All girls were beautiful and sexy. They were wearing very exotic dresses for every song, dancing seductively. Customer was getting mad seeing every girls in sexy skimpy dresses and would throw money on them. My cock was throbbing at the sight of these gorgeous girls on the stage. I had never seen any half-nude girl before and now I was seeing dozens of beautiful girl in one room! Then for the next song I looked A beautiful, tall, girl stepped on to the stage. She started dancing on that song. When I observed face of this sexy girl I felt it familiar as I was sitting far away from the stage.
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Oh shit! Oh shit! My suspicions were right. It was Sangita didi, my sister. I recognised her with that mole just above her upper lips. "How weird," I thought, my sister comes to this place as a CLUB DANCER. Being belongs to rich family why my sister doing this cheap club-dancing job? What on earth make her to do that? Whether she's doing this by own will or by force? Thousands questions came in mind within a second.
I was bit embarrassed seeing my sister like that. But my embarrassment disappeared as I watched her slowly dance seductively with that bikini type skimpy dress. To tell you truth! My mind filled with lust rather than shame. My cock got harder and harder inside my pants. Here my sister was showing her sexy body to whole world and I was trying to get glimpse of her body desperately for the long period, in spite of living in the same house. By the time song finished with her sexy steps, I thought I was going to explode! She left the stage and next girl stepped in.
I thought my Mother and father would freak out if they knew their daughter was doing this sort of thing! But I wasn't thinking about that at that moment. All I was thinking about how I'm going to use this big secret against Sangita didi. If she found out I knew her secret, I could basically get anything I wanted from her. But tomorrow if she denied it wasn't her, then? How she know I actually saw her here? I had to let her know I knew. I had to let her see me.
I waited for my sister to come again for her next performs. I already paid my bill etc. to walk out from the club. She came for next song and started dancing on the stage. In the middle of song, I walked up to the stage where she was dancing, and looked up at her. She didn't recognise me at first, so she looked down and smiled as if I'm one of the customers. Then she stopped short.
"Saagar??? Oh my God! What are you doing here!" (I read the question in Sangita didi's eyes). She was horrified to see me. I could see she didn't know what to do. She slow down her dance, her face was bright red with embarrassment and fear. I looked her from bottom to top and without a word, I turned and walked out of the club.
The train rides home seemed like an eternity. When I got back home at about 10 PM, I couldn't wait to get up to my room to jerk off! I couldn't stop thinking of Sangita didi now more than ever. She was an absolute goddess. Needless to say, I didn't get much sleep that night, tossing and turning, and thinking of those entire beautiful half-nude girls.
Next day when I woke up first thing came in my mind, Something was going to happen today, I thought. I didn't know what it was, but today was not going to be a normal day at my house, that was for sure.
My mother got up to go to work at 6:30am as usual, and left the house at 8:00. Father wasn't in the house, gone on his business tour. My mother wasn't gone more than 15 minutes, when I heard a knock at my bedroom door. I knew it was my sister. I'm sure she couldn't sleep either. "Come in didi" I said. Sangita didi opened the door slowly, and walked into the room wearing only a night gown. It was front open gown and as she walked her leg would expose from the front slit all the way up to thighs. Also it was thin enough to see that she was wearing nothing underneath, but at this point I think I was too nervous to get a hard-on. She walked over and sat on the side of my bed and I could she her nipple clearly visible through her dress. Nervous or not, this time I had a hard-on.
"Saagar, we need to talk," she said.
"OK, Didi, let's talk," I said.
"Saagar, please, PLEASE, don't say anything to mother and daddy about this! I need the money. It's the only way I can get that," Sangita didi said, practically begging me.
"But why you need to do that, Didi? Are you not getting pocket money from mother and daddy?"
"I'm getting. But that's not enough to maintain my expenses. You know very well how luxurious I am living. If I ask more money our parent won't give me that."
"How long you're doing this job? How you started this?" I asked curiously.
"It's been two year now," she replied.
"Two years? But you were not here since then, you were in Banglore before few months."
"Yes! That's right but I actually started dancing in the club when I was in banglore. Let me explain you everything. I was living in the hostel there and money, which our parent was sending me, wasn't enough for me at that time. As you know I was good dancer and participating many functions in the school and collage. One of my girlfriends told me about this night club dancing where she was also dancing. I went one day there and saw everything. I found nothing wrong in that so I started dancing there at that time."
"But its bad reputation dancing out there in the night club, Didi. Everybody thinks only prostitute... I mean bad girls dance there."
"No! No.. I am not doing anything like that there, believe me! I'm only dancing there and we get paid for that."
I was silent for few moments. My sister looked worriedly to me waiting for my response. She pleaded again,
"Please Saagar! Don't tell anything to our parent. It'll break their trust on me. May be they'll throw me out of the house"
"But Didi, how can you expect me not to tell anything? What you're doing is wrong and you know it!" I said.
"Yes I know! But I can't help it. I need money and I'll get that at any cost. How about making a deal?"
"What do you mean, Didi?" I asked her with mock surprised (but secretly happy that she's heading where I want her).
"Listen, brother," she said, "how about if we make a deal? I'll let you use my car any time you want to, if you don't say anything. OK?"
At this point she almost had tears in her eyes. I hated to be cruel to her, but I knew what I wanted from her so bad, and I would get it at any cost.
"You'll have to do better than that, Sangita didi," I said, "This is a very serious thing for me to be quiet."
She thought for a moment, not even realising what I was leading up to.
"I have an another idea," she said, "How about if I get you one of the girls at the club? You're a great looking guy, Saagar, I'm sure I wouldn't have to ask twice to anybody! Well what do you think?"
"What do you mean that, Didi? You mean those girls are 'available'?"
"Not all! But yes," she said, "some of them actually 'available'"
"What?? That means you also....."
"NO!! I told you, I'm not PRO. I don't do that business," she shouted on me, "But some of them do. So tell me if you're interested?"
"Well...maybe," I said.
"That's OK, brother!" she said, "you were there long enough to see most of the girls, tell me, who did you think was the hottest looking girl in there?"
I hesitated to say anything.
"Oh come on, brother! You are hard under your short right now. Obviously somebody turned you on! Tell me," she giggled, "Who was it? Who did you come home and think about whole night?"
She still didn't have a clue.
"Do you really want to know, Didi?" I said.
"Yes, of course," she answered, "Tell me, if you had your choice to take any of the girls you saw last night, who would it be?"
I got really nervous, and held my breath. My heart was pounding.
"A-Actually, when I came home last night I fantasised about you, Sangita didi."
I couldn't believe I actually said it! She just sat there in shock with her mouth open.
"I'm your sister- you're my brother, are you crazy?" she replied nervously, "You mean you want to...you and me? How could you even think about that... we cannot have sex.... We can't... NO..... NO WAY! OH MY GOD! I'd die before I'd let that happen!"
Sangita didi got up and left the room slamming the door behind her.
*******
At that point I didn't know if I did the right thing. I wasn't worried about her telling mother, but this could be enough to make her trouble. Oh well, I took my chance, I thought. I turned over, and went to sleep. I woke up about an hour later still tense about what had happened earlier. Still, I couldn't stop thinking about Sangita didi's beautiful body, and how I wanted to touch her. I started playing with myself again, when the phone next to my bed rang.
"Hello?" I answered.
"Saagar,"
It was Sangita didi calling me from her room. We have intercom system in each room of our house,
"What are you doing, brother?" She asked. She seemed to have calmed down.
"If you really must know, I'm jerking off, didi." I answered.
"Really?" she said, "stop what you're doing, and come to my room, I have an idea, brother."
I hung up, pulled my short up and went to Sangita didi's room. I knocked on the door.
"Come in Saagar, it's not locked." she said.
When I walked in the door she was still wearing the same night gown, only now top two hook were open revealing bit of her breast. She was standing by her study table with a cup of coffee in her hand, and another cup on the table.
"I made you some coffee, Saagar." she said, "you really were jerking off when i called you, didn't you?"
She said as she looked down at the bulge in my shorts. I tried to act as a cool
"What's your idea, didi?" I said as I moved closer to her and picked up the cup of coffee.
"Well Saagar, let's be realistic about this, we are brother and sister, and I can't let you make love me..."
"That's not what I want to hear, Sangita didi," I said, "that's what it will take me to be quiet. I'm sorry, but you have no idea how much you drive me crazy! Since you moved back here I haven't had a good night's sleep."
"I know that, brother "she said, giggling, "Sometimes I help mother to wash cloths and I see the cum stains on your sheets. I knew you were jerking off, I just didn't know you were thinking about me until last evening."
"Last evening? I tensed.
"Yes! Last evening I came home and when I went to wash my previous day cloth I found my pink bra with huge cum stain and it was still wet. I guess I forgot to lock my door and there's only one guy in the house who can do that."
"Oh no!" I was getting embarrassed.
"Oh yes, brother. Initially I was mad about that but after I realised its natural for teenage boy like you and I decided not to tell mother about that"
"Well! didi," I said defensively, "that's nothing you can use against me but what I know about you is big deal. I guess I'll just have to talk with mother tonight about where you are working."
I turned to walk away.
"Wait, Saagar," she said, grabbing my arm, "you didn't give me a chance to finish. I said I can't let you make love to me, but we can play around a little
"Wh-what do you mean by that, Didi?" I said, nervous as all hell.
"I'll show you," she said keeping her coffee cup on the table and stood front of me, "Open my gown, brother."
I was excited now. I reached up and started to unhook her gown, and slowly opened it revealing the entire front of her body. Sangita didi was totally naked underneath.
"Touch me anywhere you want, brother." Sangita didi said.
My hands were shaking. I reached for didi's right breast, and slowly ran my open palm across her huge nipple. Her firm breast felt so good in my hand that my cock raised right up above the band of my underwear. She took my T-shirt off, and pulled me close to her. The feel of her huge tits against my bare chest drove me crazy. She started grinding back and forth rubbing her self against me, the tip of my cock now rubbing against her firm tummy.
"Let's go to bed and lie down, brother" she said.
Sangita didi dropped her gown completely off, and walked naked up to the bed. I lied down on the bed waiting for her next instructions. After all, she was much more experienced than I. She lied down on the bed sideways facing me, and slid close to me.
"Turn and face me, Saagar," she said.
I did. We were both facing each other sideways. That position made her tits squeeze close together, so I put my hands between them and slowly moved them around to the outside cupping and massaging her nipples.
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