AUTHOR’S NOTE- The following is a fictional story. It’s my third series of sex stories. You can check out my other works from my profile page. Wishing you all a hot reading!
Shruti came back after half an hour. She was wearing a white crop top and a mini skirt. She dropped her bag and walked into my room. I told her that I wanted to tell her something and she should shut the door.
Shruti: What happened, bro? Anything with Riya?
Me: Not really. It’s her mom.
Shruti: What? Did she catch you guys?
Me: No, she asked me, and I told everything about us.
Shruti: So, is she angry?
Me: No. Actually. I made out with her.
Shruti: What?
I told her the whole story about Riya’s small boobs and making out with Aunty and then her challenge, and then how I got Shree. She seemed mad hearing this. She pushed me and rushed out of the room. I followed her to the balcony, which was dark now.
Me: I’m sorry. Maybe I shouldn’t have cheated on Riya.
Shruti: It’s bad but I’m not angry with you for that.
Me: Then what?
Shruti: You never saw this.
Me: What?
Shruti: Me!
Me: What?
Shruti: If you wanted to feel big boobs, you could’ve just said that to me. Are my boobs not big enough for you?
She said and cupped her boobs. I silently watched my sister. She had actually grown up now. Her boobs were not as big as Shree’s, but they were more firm. She was beautiful, the kind of girl you fall for at first sight, but she was my sister.
Me: What are you talking about? You’re my sister. Are you attracted to me?
Shruti: Yes. I was always jealous of Riya because she had all your attention. You never saw me. I’m more beautiful than her. I’ve got bigger boobs, also. But you always played with hers. Never mine.
Me: You’re my sister. We are not supposed to do it.
Shruti: You’re not supposed to make out with your girlfriend’s mom and face fuck your girlfriend’s sister, who is also my age.
Me: It’s different.
Shruti: I don’t care.
She again left for the bedroom and I followed.
Shruti: Stop following me. I don’t want to talk to you.
Me: Let’s talk na.
Shruti: There’s nothing you can say that would make me feel better. I saw her giving you a blowjob when I should be the one pleasuring you.
I knew she had big boobs because I saw her every day. But I never paid attention to it in this way. Her boobs appeared different today. They looked magical and inviting- telling me to grab them in my hands and feel every inch of them.
I noticed how the fabric hugged her body and defined the shape and size of her thick boobs. I despite finding myself suddenly attracted to her, found it wrong in some way.
Me: You don’t care about feeling like this for your brother?
Shruti: My feelings have always been there for my brother. Even before you met Riya, I couldn’t say it. I was a kid. I didn’t have anything to attract you towards my body. But I silently watched you. I’ve peeped many times when you were masturbating and always wished to help you.
Me: What? Have you seen me naked?
Shruti: Many times, and I swear, I loved you more every time. Except for the last time when I saw that bitch sucking your cock.
Me: She’s my girlfriend. She’s supposed to do that. You’re my sister. We are not supposed to do those things.
Shruti: Who cares? No one’s going to know, and it’s not like you’re cheating on her with me. You’ve done it with 2 others now. I won’t stop you from doing anything with anyone, but pay some attention to me. I’ve always wished for you.
I kept staring at her. She suddenly looked so beautiful and sexy. My eyes went downwards. I saw her big firm boobs over her top, but then I got back to my senses and shifted my gaze back to her face.
Shruti: Don’t stop yourself, bhaiya.
She held my hand.
Me: Please, Shruti. You’re really beautiful, but you’re also my sister.
She held the bottom of her top and pulled it down. The fabric slipped down on her breasts and revealed a deep cleavage. My eyes got glued to it.
Shruti: Bhaiya? Do you like what you see?
She whispered sexily. She was my sister. But she was also a sex bomb. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. I nodded.
She inserted her hands inside her top and, swiftly unhooked her bra from behind and removed it from inside the top. She handed the bra to me. I was already hard in my pants, and the sight and texture of her bra in my hand didn’t help. I gently caressed them in my hand, hoping she wouldn’t notice it.
She again pulled her top down, and now almost half of her breasts were exposed. She pulled it a little more, and now I could see her brown areola.
Shruti: Is this better?
I kept staring greedily at her exposed skin. Thousands of thoughts crossed my mind. What if I don’t care about anyone and give in to what God is offering me?
Me: Please stop doing this to me.
I begged her but I don’t think she was in any mood to comply. She bent down slowly and seductively in front of me. Her top lowered, and her boobs hanging from her chest. I could even see the nipples from the top view. They looked erect and so suckable.
I clenched the bra in my hand tightly, which she could notice easily. She turned around and bumped her ass on my groin. “Oops! Sorry bhaiya. I didn’t know you were so hard.” Then she started slowly rubbing her ass on my groin.
Once the friction reaches my dick, it’s game over for everyone involved (including me). “I’m so fucking done with you, little whore.” I held her by the waist and groped her boobs tightly, and crushed them in my hands. She moaned near my ears.
I turned her and kissed her with great passion, and she reciprocated with even more. We were kissing so fast that we missed many times but we didn’t care. I started kissing her neck. With one hand, I fondled her boobs. She moaned, and her hot breath aroused me.
I tucked my hand at the top of her top and pulled it down, tearing the top and exposing her milky boobs with erect nipples. They were so big and yet so firm. I grabbed them and gave them a hard squeeze. I made her kneel and shoved my dick in her mouth.
She began sucking on it like she was hungry for a long time. Her sucking was so powerful that I didn’t last very long. I cummed in her mouth, and she swallowed it all. She didn’t stop sucking even after that and made me hard again. She kept sucking my dick.
I had never gotten a double blowjob before, but my hungry sister was not going to leave me alone. “Oh my God fuck. Ahh. Are you going to make me cum again?” She increased her pace upon hearing this. When I was about to cum for the second time, I pulled out.
I released my load on her face and boobs. She closed her eyes and smiled. I couldn’t see my sister in her. She was the perfect slut that any guy would be really lucky to have, and she stayed with me so I could use her anytime. She got up.
Shruti: Was it better than Riya?
I couldn’t say anything. The double blowjob had sucked all my energy. I just wanted to sleep now.
Shruti: It was. I can see it on your face.
I nodded, and she smiled with pride.
Shruti: I used to practice it on bananas for you. Now I know you’re tired. So I won’t push you further, but my pussy is waiting for your dick.
Me: Go get cleaned up and come in bed.
Shruti: Am I getting it today?
She got excited.
Me: Nope, but I haven’t felt your boobs properly.
I spanked her ass. I slept in the bed when she came. I had taken off my clothes, and she was just in her panty. She sneaked in beside me and wrapped her arms around me. I kissed her. We kissed for a long time before breaking apart. I lowered my face and started licking her boobs and nipples.
She held me by the head and pressed me on her chest. I wrapped my arms around her waist and sucked her boobs. She kept moaning. I bit and chewed her nipples lightly, and she screamed in pain.
Shruti: I fucking love you, bhaiya.
Me: I love you too, Shruti. No one can take your place, and never after this.
Shruti: I’m not going to marry anyone else. I know we won’t get married, but at least we can stay like this in our home.
Me: I’ll never leave you.
And we slept like that.
I woke up the next morning with the sight of my sister’s beautiful face and boobs. She looked so peaceful and pretty while sleeping. I kissed her forehead and then gently on her lips. I was having a morning wood, and those boobs were exciting me.
I got naked and slowly slid her panty off. I could see her fully shaved, young pink pussy. I felt like eating it but I decided the other way. First, I gently kissed her pussy a few times to thank God for giving me such a lovely sister. Then I put my dick on her pussy and spread her lips slowly.
I forced my dick inside in one go, and she woke up screaming at the top of her lungs. I quickly kissed her lips so she could not scream. She was screaming in my mouth, but I continued kissing her. Suddenly, Mom arrived at the door. Fortunately, the door was closed.
Mom: What happened? Why are you screaming, Shruti?
Shruti: Nothing Mom. He just woke me up by pulling my hair.
Mom: Beta, don’t trouble her and you guys get down for breakfast.
Me: Okay, Mom. We’ll come downstairs soon.
I heard her go down. Shruti and I would often sleep in the same room, so it was not suspicious for Mom. I was inside her, but I hadn’t started moving yet.
Shruti: You fucked me in my sleep? That’s not how I planned to lose my virginity.
Me: Sorry, baby, but I woke up hard and couldn’t control seeing you.
Shruti seemed proud of this.
Shruti: Okay. But you’re big. It’s hurting me.
Me: You’ll enjoy it.
I started fucking her now at a slow pace first. She was moaning lightly. She wrapped her arms around my neck. I kept kissing her face and lips. She was so much more beautiful than Riya. Why was I dating Riya in the first place? I had such an amazing sister who loved me more than anything.
I increased my pace a bit, and her moaning increased. I started kissing her neck, and she licked me wherever she could. Then I moved a little lower and started sucking and biting her boobs. I kept sucking her nipples and slowed my pace again.
Shruti: Ah, bhaiya. I’m feeling so good. Ahhh. Why did we never do this before?
I left her boobs and faced her again. I paused for a bit and then started fucking her wildly. She went crazy and moaned loudly. I kissed her deeply, and she started moving her hips up and down to match my rhythm. “Ahh. Fuck me, bhaiya. Umm. I love you so much. Fuck me harder, bhaiya.”
“I’m about to cum,” I said.
“Cum inside me.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes. Please fill my pussy with your love.”
I blasted inside her and filled her pussy. When I took my dick out, a lot of cum started leaking from her. She kissed me for a long time.
Shruti: Thank you, bhaiya. I love you.
Me: I love you, baby. I’ll always fuck you like this.
We took some selfies and I went to shower. I had to leave early to go to Shree. I went downstairs, and Mom and Shruti were already at the table. I sat opposite Mom and beside Shruti. Mom was wearing a thin nightie from which her nipples poked and were visible.
My dick started getting hard imagining her boobs. Shruti saw it and placed her hands on my dick, and squeezed it. Mom went to the kitchen to get the food.
Shruti: Take it easy, bro.
Me: What? It’s nothing. I suddenly remembered about the morning.
Shruti: I know.
She gave me a quick kiss, and I groped her boobs, and she smiled. I quickly finished the breakfast and left for Shree.
To be continued.
Hi. It’s the author. If you liked the story, please send feedback and suggestions to [email protected]
It breaks my heart. But I received very few emails on the last part. I thought I had written something different and unusual. The series might get a bit delayed. I’m not receiving your support and writing this genuinely takes a huge chunk of my time.
