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This story happened a month ago when my parents weren’t home. My brother fucked me, and I happily let him. Today, I’m sharing my real story with you.
My name’s Ruchi, Ruchi Agarwal. I’m 19, studying at Delhi University. My figure is 34-28-36, fair skin, with “..and long black hair down to my waist. People say my eyes are expressive, and my smile can win anyone’s heart. My brother Yogesh, 22, is a tall, well-built guy with a naughty smile. He hits the gym, so his body is toned, and his personality could make any girl fall for him. We’ve been close since childhood, playing and growing up together. Outsiders think we’re friends, not siblings—that’s how open and strong our bond is. We share everything, from secrets to problems, and never hide anything from each other.
I’m crazy about reading sex stories. Every night, I lie in bed with my phone, scrolling through nonveg stories. Incest stories are my favorite. They get me so hot that even in cold nights, my pussy gets wet. I always wondered what real-life fucking like that would feel like. Now, I’m telling you my own story that happened between me and my brother. Forgive any mistakes in my writing.
One day, Mom and Dad were at a relative’s wedding. It was just me and Yogesh at home. It was afternoon, sunlight streaming softly into the room. I was in a light pink T-shirt and black skirt, and Yogesh wore a blue tracksuit and white T-shirt. We were bored, sitting in the living room, when we started messing around. I tickled his stomach, and he laughed, jumping up, saying, “Ruchi, what are you doing!” He tickled me back, and I was laughing so hard I could barely stand. Then I grabbed his cheeks and pulled them, and he did the same to me. The fun kept escalating.
We started running around the house, teasing and tickling each other, our laughter echoing everywhere. I stopped near the sofa, trying to grab his collar, but my hand accidentally landed on his cock. I froze. His tracksuit was thin, and I could feel his cock—hard and warm. I pulled my hand back quick, laughing, “Oops, sorry bhai, it was an accident!”
Yogesh gave me a naughty look and said, “Accident, huh? Now I won’t let you off!” He chased me. I screamed and ran to the kitchen, trying to lock the door, but he pushed it open. I was giggling, “Bhai, please, it was a mistake! Let me go!” But he wasn’t backing down. He teased, “Oh, I get it, ‘mistake,’ right?” and came closer.
Suddenly, he touched my boobs. I gasped and sat down, covering my chest with my knees and hands. But Yogesh sneaked behind me, grabbed my boobs, and squeezed them lightly. His fingers brushed my nipples through my T-shirt. He said, “See, you touched my cock, I touched your boobs. We’re even!” But his hard cock was pressing against my back—thick, stiff, and hot. A shiver ran through me, and I felt my pussy getting wet.
I tried to wiggle free, laughing, and ran to the bedroom. He followed. In a playful mood, I grabbed his cock again—this time on purpose. As I held it, it grew bigger. Yogesh stood still, his breathing heavy. I could feel his cock throbbing in my hand. Looking into his eyes, I whispered, “Bhai, can I hold it properly?” He didn’t say anything, just stared at me.
I slid my hand inside his tracksuit and gripped his cock. It was warm, thick, about 7 inches, and rock-hard. He reached under my T-shirt, grabbing my boobs, his fingers teasing my nipples. Then he pulled my T-shirt off. I was in my black bra and skirt. He fumbled with my bra hook, struggling to open it. I laughed, “Wait, let me do it.” I unhooked it, letting my 34-size boobs spill out, my pink nipples already hard.
Yogesh pounced on my boobs, sucking one nipple hard. “Aahh…” I moaned softly. His tongue swirled around my nipple, while he squeezed my other boob. I teased, “Bhai, try to get something out!” He chuckled, “Nothing’s coming from here, but something’s definitely wet down there!” His words made my pussy drip even more.
He yanked off my skirt, then my black panties, staring at my smooth pussy. I lay on the bed to give him a better view. He spread my thighs and put his tongue on my pussy. “Umm… aahh…” I moaned louder. His warm tongue flicked my clit, sending shocks through me. I grabbed his hair, pulling his face deeper into my pussy. My breaths were fast, my body trembling. I said, “Bhai, don’t tease me… I want to suck your cock too!”
He flipped into a 69 position, his thick cock dangling over my mouth. I took it in, sucking it like a lollipop. “Sss… Ruchi… aahh…” he groaned. His tongue worked my pussy, and I sucked his cock harder, feeling it stiffen in my mouth. My pussy kept leaking, and he lapped up the salty juices, moaning, “Umm… so tasty…” I was moaning too, “Aahh… bhai… lick it more… ohh…” My pussy pulsed, releasing again and again as he licked.
We went at it for 10 minutes, lost in each other. Then he moved up, kissing my lips, his tongue tangling with mine. He squeezed my boobs again. I spread my legs wide and said, “Bhai, put it in… I need your cock in my pussy!” He placed his cock on my pussy and thrust, but it slipped on my wet slit. I laughed, “Bhai, do it right!” I guided his cock to my tight hole and said, “Go slow…”
But Yogesh was too eager. He slammed his whole cock inside with one hard thrust. “Aahh… bhai… uff…” I screamed, pain shooting through me. Blood trickled from my pussy. I gasped, “What did you do?” He said, “Don’t worry, Ruchi, I read in stories that bleeding happens the first time.” I went quiet.
He started fucking me slowly. The pain faded, replaced by a strange pleasure. His thick cock rubbed inside my pussy. “Aahh… bhai… harder… uff…” I moaned. He sucked my boobs like a hungry kid, and I kept pushing them into his mouth. His cock slid in and out, making wet “pach… pach… pach…” sounds. I begged, “Bhai, faster… tear my pussy!”
He pounded harder, groaning, “Ruchi… your pussy’s so tight… aahh…” I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him deeper. After 30 minutes, he came, his hot cum filling my pussy. I’d already cum twice, my pussy soaked and sticky.
All night, he fucked me every half hour—missionary, doggy, every way. I loved every second, moaning, “Aahh… bhai… fuck me more… my pussy’s yours…” Since that night, our relationship changed. Whenever Mom and Dad aren’t home, Yogesh fucks me. When I’m horny, I tease him, and he’s ready in seconds. I’ve become like his personal slut.
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