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After setting everything up for di, I went to the coffee shop where I was to meet Akanksha, my date. She was the sales girl who helped me buy that lovely bridal saree for di. I was still early. Then Akanksha called and said she’d be late as her boss made her do some extra work. I sat in the coffee shop waiting for her. I was thinking about di.
She must be ready by now. Hope it works out. Hell, it’s got to. If all of that doesn’t then what will. I was lost in my thoughts. Finally, Akanksha showed up. She was a gorgeous young girl in the final year of engineering. She worked in the shop part time to earn some extra money.
We spent a nice hour talking stuff about each other when I saw Tushar entering the coffee shop. He appeared to be in a bad mood. I checked my wristwatch. He should have been at home with di half an hour ago. I thought to check with di. I told Akanksha I had to go to the washroom and went and called di.
She did not answer. I tried again and again but still no response. I went out and called a raincheck on my date with Akanksha. She looked confused but understood the urgency in my voice. I rushed home giving di a call every now and then. Twice or thrice I also tried calling Tushar but even he didn’t respond.
I reached home, the door was open I entered. Di was nowhere to be seen. I called her but got no response. I hurried to her bedroom. There she laid on her flower decorated bed. I went ahead and saw she was sobbing. I sat beside her and asked the reason and why was Tushar not here with her.
Sobbing and crying di told me everything that happened. She said after I left and her make was done she sat here on her bed waiting for Tushar. When he arrived she went all romantic kissed him. But he seemed disgusted by this and then they had a fight. He called her a sex crazy slut and everything harsh.
Then left without looking back. I was overcome with anger hearing all this. I stood to leave “Where are you going,” di asked me in a scared voice. “To tell that motherfucking impotent that my di, not a slut. If he can’t respect you he doesn’t deserve you.” But di held me by my hand and pleaded me to calm down.
I’ve always been a rough hot-headed person. But it changed after college when I grew maturity. But Tushar insulting my di to the point of tears calling her a slut when she just wanted her husband’s love. It was enough for the most passive brother to grow a rage.
Di knew how wild a beast I turn into when I am angry and therefore tried to calm me. When nothing worked she bound me with swear of her name. I sat down beside her. Di was looking beautiful. Gorgeous as she was the bridal wear was the icing on the cake. Her long hairs woven into a bun. All those ornaments she wore. The nose ring I remember was the same she wore on her wedding and the mangalsutra. It was the most beautiful of them all.
Tushar had tied it around di’s neck when they swore to be together all their life. But it all looked dull the moment I saw di’s sad face. No man could have resisted himself seeing her like this and that idiot he ran away from her. Di was still sad but she got up and said “I’ll go change if you haven’t eaten food, order it on Swiggy. I don’t feel like eating.”
“Di,” I said as she went away from me, “Can I ask you a favor” she turned around. “Please don’t take off these clothes. Forget that bastard. I got these for you not him. I want to see you look beautiful to me. But all of these makeup and jewelry and clothes look fade without your smile.”
Di looked at me in awe. She sensed the pain in my voice. A tear rolled down her eye. I went toward her held her face in both my hands and wiped that tear from her face. “I only want to see my di happy. Forget about that man. If he cannot respect you your needs then don’t feel sad for him.”
Di managed a smile and I knew that it was for me that she struggled through her pain and smile. She looked absolutely gorgeous. A nymph from heaven? No much more beautiful their queen probably. I too gave her a smile and then in the blink of an eye our lips met. We kissed each other like true lovers.
Passion like I’ve never experienced before, our tongues fought the battle of love. One of my hand moved down to her waist pulling her closer tight while the other held her face delicately. Then suddenly we broke our kiss. Our conscience returned to us and I was like what am I doing?
I could see the same look on di’s face. Then without thinking, I spoke “I am sorry. I know it’s not right. I know you are my sister. You are married but your marriage though not waste but is incomplete. I may not be the right person. I am not your husband and it definitely isn’t the same.”
“But I cannot see you unhappy. It could be our secret and we’ll take it to our graves. But now I see you need a man who can satisfy you. I don’t know if this has got to do anything with lust. But I am sure it’s love. You are my sister and incest is a taboo. But if I cannot help you in the direst of time.”
I stopped speaking, di’s face was expressionless. I didn’t know whether to continue speaking or not. Then in another flash before me realizing what is going on di pounced on me. We were again kissing each other. It was wild this time. She was pulling my hairs while I squeezed her butt over the thick fabric of her saree.
She pushed me on her bed. I could smell the flowers I laid on it. Di got on me and we began kissing once again. I pulled up her saree over her thighs and put my hands inside and squeezed her butt over her panties. Spanking her I pushed both my hands from both sides underneath her panty.
I rubbed her ass crack as I moved down I could feel the wetness of her pussy. Di was super excited. She sat upright and started grinding her pussy over her panties and my jeans on my hardon. I pulled out my hands from her ass and reached for her boobs and pressed them over her blouse.
Di moaned and bit her lip. I stopped her and turned her over. I ripped off her pallu from her chest, her breasts heaved with her breath ready to be released from the blouse. Without giving it a thought I tore off her blouse revealing her boobs under the bra I bought for her that day.
Seeing it I was aroused to the next level. Then making her stand I began pulling one end of her saree and di swirled round and round. With each turn, the saree came out. Finally, di was in nothing but a petticoat which she herself unknotted and it fell down.
Here my di was standing in lingerie I had bought for her to seduce her husband. Now I was the one turned on by it. I stood up and kissed di. Then pushing her on the bed I removed my clothes as quick as I could. Then went on my knees beside the bed. Putting my fingers in the waistband of her panty.
I pulled it down her legs as di raised her hips. As soon as the panties were off I spread her legs and took one good look at her pussy parted the lips wider and began eating di. She began moaning, which echoed in the entire room. Di pushed my head deeper into her pussy with both her hands.
I put my arms around her thigh and pulled her close. She fell down on the bed with a thud. I glanced at her face but could only see her breasts covered by her bra. She now began pressing her boobs one at a time while her other hand came down to rub the clit. After a few minutes of pussy eating, di came with a gush and even louder moan.
I went up di was breathing heavily. I laid beside her and again started kissing. She was going crazy with every touch, even after such an intense orgasm. A minute later I went towards her head. She was still lying. I put my legs on both her sides and unclasped her bra which opened in the front.
Lastly, her milk dairy was right in front of my eyes. Perfectly round mounds and a perky nipple in center standing like a crown surrounded by the areola. I put my dick between them. Di understood and she squeezed her boobs tight around me as I started tit fucking my dear sister.
She put out her tongue. With every forward stroke of mine, she licked the tip. Awhile later she pushed me aside and said, “I want to taste your dick,” and put her mouth around it. She licked the length before engulfing it in her mouth. It was the best I had had in all of my escapades.
When I was about to cum I stopped her. I couldn’t muster the strength to wait to fuck her pussy. Maybe she understood. She herself came on top of me and placed my cock at the entrance of her pussy. I saw her pussy lips slowly taking in my dick. First the head then half the shaft and the all of it was inside till the balls.
Slowly in the same position di began riding me. I too started moving in rhythm. Her breasts swayed and jiggled as she moved. Then suddenly getting up I held di and fucked her in the same sitting position. It was intense. Her nipples poked into my chest as the boobs crushed between our bodies.
Then with another moment I turned her and was now fucking her in the missionary position. “Where shall I cum di? You know when the time cums,” I asked her. “You dare not cum anywhere but in my love hole,” she replied, “and not for a while.”
“Don’t you worry. I won’t cum unless I’ve ripped your pussy.” I put her legs on my shoulder began thrusting harder with every stroke. Di was moaning continuously all the while. In the next ten minutes or so I was ready to cum and following my orders, I increased my pace.
Only a moment later di began moaning louder and louder. She too was going to cum. And then there was a loud moan di had cummed. I too let myself go and soon flooded her pussy with my jizz. Shooting spurts after spurts of white hot cum. I felt some of it dripping from di’s pussy. I laid down on her and we began kissing.
That’s all folks!
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