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[email protected] My Aarti bhabi died in an
accident and my Man Bhaiya refused to
remarry. I am Pooja, and my husband Kiran
works in a big company in Dubai. Man is just 30 years old and I am 32. My brother is handsome.
He had suffered a huge loss when my bhabi
died. It left him a broken man. I was also suffering from the long absences of
my husband from home and I missed my
regular supply of hard cock. I was a lonely and
horny woman. When Man bhaiya refused to
marry again, I decided to keep his house and
give him company. I knew how to cook and keep the house clean. Now, I stepped in and did
these things for my brother. Would and fix
breakfast for my brother. I made sure that Bhaiya always had clean, well
pressed clothes to wear, and that he ate well.
I loved him, no and I love him. I wanted his life
to be as happy and as comfortable as I could
make it. I still do. Although I was able to do all
of the cooking and housework almost as well as my bhabi had, I was unable to give Bhaiya
and the love and companionship my bhabi had
given him. I could see the loneliness in his eyes
and I knew deep inside that he was hurt badly. Bhaiya was in a gloomy mood most of times
and I felt sorry for him. I got a clue about
what was bothering Bhaiya and one day when I
took some clean clothes into his bedroom to
put them in the closet. Under his underwear’s
was hidden a rolled magazine and It seemed strange that Bhaiya had hidden it there I
unrolled the magazine. Wow! It was a porn
magazine. The picture on the cover left nothing
to the imagination. The big titted girl in the picture was bent over
a table. She had one foot on a small stool. A
strong man was behind her. Both of them
were naked, and the man’s stiff cock was
buried deep inside the girl and shaved pussy.
Caption under the picture was my brother treats me Like His wife. I took the magazine to my room and lay down
to see and read it. The story line was
incestuous coupling between a brother and
sister. The pictures were clear, erotic and hot.
The text said that the siblings loved each other
like husband and wife. I remembered that a few days ago, I had hugged Man Bhaiya and
had felt his cock twitch against my stomach,
and it was not limp. It was fatter and a little
firmer. It kind of thrilled me to think that my Bhaiya
was starting to get a hard-on while hugging
me, but neither of us did anything to further.
We broke our hug and went to our own rooms
to sleep. But, now, looking at these pictures, I
felt that Bhaiya had this magazine because it showed what he wanted to do. My brother
wanted to fuck me! More than that, as I
looked at those pictures, I wanted it to
happen. I wanted my brother to fuck me! As I looked at the pictures in the magazine,
and read the story in the magazine my hand
slipped into my pajama and fingers danced
over my clit and plunged into my sopping wet
cunt. Now, I knew why sex with Kiran never
really satisfied me. I wanted my brother. And, if this magazine meant what I thought, it
meant, Manu Bhaiya wanted to fuck me and
become a sister fucker, a behnchod as he
swore in Hindi. That evening, when Manu Bhaiya got home, I
was in the kitchen, wearing loose cotton
pajama and a thin revealing T-shirt with no
bra and no panties as I prepared the food. And
Didi is the food ready? I am hungry and he said.
It was raining, and his clothes were all wet and dripping water. And Manu Bhaiya and I said as I
entered into his hug. His arms closed around
me making my thin T-shirt wet and my nipples
visible as my boobs pressed into his broad
chest. And will be ready in 15 minutes. Bhaiya you are wet, why don’t you take bath
and I will get you a brandy to warm you up.
And He smiled at me and his eyes went to my
heaving breasts. Thank you, Didi, I don’t know
what I would have done without you. When he
went into the bathroom. I was curious and wanted to see him naked. I went after him to
bath room and bent down and looked into the
hole in the door and saw my brother standing
under the shower naked. His hands were holding his huge cock, moving it
up and down. The water was making too much
noise. He was standing there with his right
hand and wrapped around his stiff cock and he
was moving it rapidly back and forth along
the shaft. I put my right hand down between my open thighs. While Manu Bhaiya and
stroked his hard-on, I fingered my clit. I was excited and began to cum and I saw
Manu Bhaiya and shudder and heard him moan,
and saw his semen squirting out and falling on
the wall. I quickly got up and returned to the
kitchen. I washed the pussy juice off my hand
in the kitchen sink. I was pleasantly surprised when my brother came up behind me, put his
arms around me, and gave me a hug. His and body against mine felt marvelous. I
was sure Manu Bhaiya and dindi and know I had
masturbated while watching him do the same.
The touch of his cock between the cheeks of
my ass made my nipples hard and made my
pussy wet. I turned in his arms and when I was facing him, kissed him. It was no sister
brother kiss. It was a horny woman and kiss.
Manu Bhaiya and must still have been horny
too. He dindi and pull back to break the kiss, as I
had expected him to, but returned the kiss
with a passion that matched my own. As we
kissed, my stiff nipples bored into his hairy
chest. My hands were on the back of his head
keeping his mouth tight against mine as I slipped my tongue between his lips. Down
below, my cunt was flowing like a river, and
his cock had been rubbing my stomach, stiff,
long, and hot and I began to rock my hips and I
moaned from sexual pleasure. Man stopped suddenly and I disengaged from
my brother and embrace. And I am sorry Dindi.
I got carried away too far and I was red faced
too. His cock was standing out stiffly in his
pajamas. I will eat after a drink. Will you have
a drink with me Dindi? I don’t want to drink alone and Bhaiya smiled at me and I said and I
don’t drink often and drink makes me naughty
Man and so what it’s only you and me. Sister you can be naughty with me andMy
nipples stayed hard, as did my clit, and my
pussy continued to leak so much that I was
afraid that and it would show a wet patch on
my pajama. I accepted a drink and we ate in
silence. Bhaiya and must have been thinking about that kiss too. When he stood up, his
cock was still almost as erect as it had been
when its tip was pressing into my ass hole. I knew then that, Bhaiya and I were going to
sleep together that night. We did the dishes
together. He washed and I dried and put them
away. We then went into the living room to
watch TV. The television was showing a hot
English movie with erotic love scenes. We sat on the sofa close to him, and I snuggled close
to him, Bhaiya said and Dandy I you make me
aroused with your nearness. I am losing control
over myself and Why Bhaiya? Don’t you like it when I sit close to
you? And yes dindi, I do. And that’s why you
shouldn’t do it any more But you saw and felt
what happened when I we kissed and Yes I did.
I liked it. I felt great when I felt you’re…….Cock
on my ass. Didn’t you Hell yes, I liked it. I liked it too damned much. But I’m your brother, not
your husband. We simply can I do what I
wanted to do there in the kitchen and And oh bhaiya. It’s not anything bad. You love
me, and I love you. Why can’t we show one
another how much we care? And Honey! what
you’re suggesting is incest and If anyone found
out, we would be ruined, and you would have a
reputation so bad that you couldn’t live in this town. And bhaiya, no one would have to know.
No one would see us, and neither of us would
tell any one and Bhaiya lost control and began to undress me
and I began to pull his pajamas down. We
were both nude in no time And My right hand
was between my brother’s legs. I began to
stroke his cock. His breathing quickened.
Something else quickened too. I felt his cock stiffen and rise up. Good, I told myself. Be cool
now, don’t rush things. Don’t scare my bhaiya
and I put my mouth on Bhaiya and hard cock
head and when he felt my hot rosy lips close
around his cock head he moaned. I held on,
however, and kept his cock in my mouth. In fact, I sank it in even deeper. The sensation of having his cock sucked must
have been so powerful that he began to move
his hips in fucking motion. I smiled inwardly
and began bobbing my mouth up and down on
his cock while sucking. He could not hold back
and came in my mouth His cum was delicious. I swallowed it all of it. When Man finished
coming, I sat up and kissed him. I wanted him
to taste his own cum when kissed him and let
our tongues dance together. Bhaiya hands were all over me, on my breasts,
between my pussy lips, across my butt. I loved
it. My nipples were so swollen that they hurt.
My pussy was flowing like a river And Bhaiya,
suck my tittles, please. I need your hot mouth
on them just as my husband does and He didn’t have to be told twice. We stayed on the
couch for about another five minutes. By then I
knew my brother was mine and Bhaiya, take
me to bed. He grabbed my naked body in his powerful
hands and lifted and me When we got to his
bed, Man put me down on it and lay down
beside me. I rolled on top of him and began
another torrid, open mouthed, deep kiss. I
made sure my hard nipple tits were tight against my brother’s, and reached down
between us to stroke his cock. It had softened
after he had come in my mouth, but I soon had
it on its way back to a full erection. Bhaiya pulled his mouth from mine and began
kissing his way down my body. He sucked both
nipples for a while and then continued
downward towards my cunt. He buried his
nose in my slit brushing my erect clitoris That
touch set of the first of so many orgasms that I had that night that I lost count of them.
My brother seemed to love the taste and smell
of my pussy. I can’t even begin to
describe the sensations he gave me as he licked
and sucked my inner lips and clit, and plunged
his tongue deep into my sopping wet cunt. I couldn’t wait any longer. And bhaiya I wanted
and Put it in me. Do it to me now. Bhaiya, fuck
me, fuck me….my cunt is burning….my pussy is
hot for your cock…..fuck me the way you
fucked Aarti bhabi, fuck me the way the
brother fucks his sister in the magazine in your cupboard. I want you bhaiya…be a sister fucker
tonight….Bhaiya your sister wants you to be a
BHENCHOD. ..I want you as I have wanted your
juju…I love you bhai!!!! All thoughts of incest were lost to both of us.
Bhaiya got between my wide spread legs and
placed the tip of his cock at my opening. I
wrapped my legs around his waist, grabbed his
ass, and pulled him into me. His cock was so
much bigger than Kiran and It filled me, stretched me, and sent me into nirvana and
Yessss Bhaiya…chod dalo apni Pooja ko…apni
didi ko chodo bhai…meri chut mein dalo apna
lund (yes brother fuck your Pooja, fuck your
sister, put it in my cunt)!!!An I cried with lust
as his cock filled me to the fullest. Man lowered his mouth on my nipples and
sucked them and hugged me as if he did not
want me to go away. His naked body was
perspiring now and his huge cock went in and
out of my cunt like a piston and Hoch fuck
dindi…You are so tight…so wet…..you are better than Aarti….you fuck like a hot
woman….I love you Dindi…..you are hotter than
a whore…Yes I am a BHENCHOD, a sister
fucker…but I am a sister fucker only because
you are my sister…You are my whore….Pooja
dindi you are a hot cum are you not? I was lifting my ass to meet his thrusts. Then
my brother inserted one finger in my asshole. I
cringed at the assault on my virgin ass. My
body tense and you bastard….fuck me…fuck
your sister….you fucking bastard…..yes I am a
hot cunt for my Man Bhaiya because your juju is fucking around in Dubai and your whore sister
needs a cock to feed her hungry cunt…Yes’s
bastard fuck my whore pussy…give me all and
your cock and We rocked and fucked, and
thrust, and moaned and kissed and there’s no
way to describe all that we did. Our bodies and our souls were locked together
in an embrace. We were in bliss with one
another. Then he withdrew his cock completely
and I looked at him wondering why he did it.
And Pooja now bend like a bitch that you really
are. I want to ride the horse….I want to cum when your are bent like a bitch. I want to see
your ass as I cum….come on sister bend now
and I obeyed as I went on all fours. Man
slapped my ass and fingered my sopping wet
pussy and nodded your cunt is ready
sister….Feel my cock in your cunt sister. I have dreamt of fucking my sister like a bitch.
You love being a bitch, don’t you ask and I
really loved it. Doggie fashion is my favorite.
Man rammed his cock in a single thrust and a
moan escaped my lips. It was a moan do
pleasure and lust. He rammed deeper and harden into his sister and pussy and I am a
bitch bhaiya….I am your bitch…fuck me like
bitch that I am…fuck your bitch sister
hard….harder…deeper…brother yes…… your
are stretching my pusssy….you are taking me
to heaven,….brother I am coming…..fuck fuck…fuck meeeee…..oooohhhh bhaiyaaaaaa!!! And Man had grabbed my hair and was pulling
my hair as he fucked me like a beast. His crotch
was hitting my ass as I came and came and
came. My orgasm went on and on as my
brother and cock fucked me mercilessly. When
he was about to cum, my brother withdrew again and sprayed his cream on my ass. I
turned back and saw him fisting his cock and
spreading his hot cum on my ass. Then we lay
together naked. I cradled him in my arms, his
head against my breasts and rubbed his back
until at last he fell asleep. I slept that night in bhaiya’s bed, pressed close to him. Has reading this story made you horny? Want
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