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My sister Kirthi - 1

My sister Kirthi is a living doll. She is about 5’_2” tall with full firm breasts and a beautiful heart shaped ass. Her face is beautiful with full lips. She lives in Hyderabad with her husband while our parents live in Vizag. I went to Hyderabad for my Holidays. My brother in law Prakash had to go on some urgent company work to Bombay. So my sister asked me to come and stay with her. We are very close. When she was in Vizag, she made me accompany her to movies and also when she visited her many boy friends. We always lied to our parents that she either went to her friends’ house or that we both went to movies. I had seen her many times with her boy friends.
That day we went and dropped my brother in law at the airport for the Bombay flight and came back. Prakash had asked his friend to drop him at the airport and get us back home. The three of us entered the living room and turned on the television. Kirthi went off to make us some coffee. They had two couches facing one another and a coffee table in between. I lay out on one couch and Arun seated himself on the couch across from it close to the TV. Kirthi entered the room with the drinks and sat on the couch next to Arun since I had occupied the entire length of the other couch. We finished the coffee. They kept chatting about different things. I was watching the TV. I was very tired. I soon fell asleep.
I don’t know how long I’d been napping but it must have been a while. I woke to find my sister sitting closer to Arun than when I had gone to sleep. They were both in quite conversation. They were whispering something which I could not make out. Neither paid attention to me so I decided to pretend as if I am asleep and listen. They were playing silly games like teenagers. She had let her pallu rest on her shoulders carelessly. She did not bother to cover her breasts. He was openly staring at her breasts.
“Stop staring at them,” she slapped him playfully.
“That’s a nice chain you have,” he said as he pretended to be admiring her chain. “I have to buy a chain for my girl friend. Let me look at it. That won’t kill you,” he said.
“Be careful and don’t snap it. You are like a jaanwar today,” she said.
“I won’t snap it. I just want to see them,” he said.
“What do you mean by them? I have two of them, I mean the chains,” she asked him playfully.
“I want to see them both. They look good. I wish my girl friend had such beautiful pair, I mean the chain.”
“As long as you want to just look at them its okay,” she said.
He caught the chain and pulled her closer to him saying, “Bend down. I don’t want you to complain that I broke them.”
She moved close to him and bent down asking almost in a whisper, “Am I close enough?”
“Not close enough,” he shook his head.
She inched closer and looked at him. He again shook his head. They repeated this a few times till she was just a few inches from him. They were sitting sideways facing each other. Her left arm rested on the backrest and her pallu lay at her elbow fully exposing her breasts covered by the blouse. She was breathing with exaggerated deep breaths which made her breasts go up and down more than usual.
“How heavy are they?” he asked her.
“I never weighed them. Why don’t you see how much they weigh?” she encouraged him.
He brought his right palm under her left breast and let the chain rest on his palm. He pretended to lift the chain in his palm and lifted it up. As he did that he ended up cupping her breast. He pretended to feel its weight and cupped her breast once more. I sneezed unexpectedly and that made them both startle and they sat down facing me. I felt sorry that I had scared them. I pretended to continue to sleep. They kept looking at me eagerly. I heard my sister call my name. I pretended to be asleep. He looked at her questioningly. She placed her cheek in her palm and made a sign as if to indicate that I was asleep. I heard him ask her if she was sure. She again called my name aloud and I kept silent. She said, “Don’t worry about him. He is sleeping and won’t wake up.”
“Are you sure he won’t wake up?” he asked again.
“I am sure. I know he won’t wake up. Don’t worry about him,” she said.
“Can I see them?” he asked her pointing to her breasts.
“You saw them enough. What is there to see for so long?” she asked in mock innocence and tucked the chains inside her blouse.
“That’s not fair. I stopped just because he sneezed and now you won’t let me see them,” he protested.
“Do you want to see them so desperately?” she asked him.
“Yes, I want to see them very much. Please don’t waste time. I am afraid that he will wake up.”
“Okay,” she said.
He pulled her closer to him and without asking her took the pallu and put it on her lap.
“What do you think you are doing?” she asked.
“You said he won’t wake up didn’t you? So there is no one else here. Even if I remove the blouse there is no one here to get worried,” he said.
“But why would you want to remove my blouse? Then you would suggest that I also remove the bra,” she said mocking anger.
“I won’t ask you to remove your blouse and bra. I just want to look at them,” he pulled her close to him.
She had managed to put the pallu back on her shoulder. He pushed it aside exposing her breasts covered by her blouse. The chain was inside her blouse. He tried to pull it out. I knew that it would come out effortlessly if he gave it a small tug. But he pretended to find it difficult. He looked at her unsure if he should go ahead. He again tried pulling it and complained that it won’t come.
She leaned back and said, “Do whatever you want but don’t break it.”
He understood the meaning of that and put his hands in the cleavage to try and pull the chain out. She did not complain. He was testing her to see if he could do more. He pretended to find it difficult and then inserted his fingers inside the blouse.
“Are you sure he won’t wake up?” he asked her with his fingers inside her blouse.
I heard her say, “Don’t tickle me. I feel ticklish when people touch my breasts.”
“People are ticklish in the armpits or tummy. You are the first woman who is ticklish on her breasts. Anyway the chains are inside the bra. I can’t help it.”
She did not say anything. He maneuvered his hands which I could not see clearly. But I figured out that he was inserting his hands inside her bra.
“Why do you wear such tight bra? Don’t your breasts hurt when they are confined so much? I can’t even get my finger inside your bra.”
“This one is tight. I usually don’t wear a bra at nights.”
“It’s night now. Why don’t you take it off? Anyway you will not wear them when you go to sleep? What about panty? Do you wear them when you sleep?”
“What use is it when you sleep? Does your girl friend wear one when she sleeps?”
“No, she told me that she does not wear them.”
“How is she? I mean is she shy or bold?”
They continued to talk with his hand inside her bra. I could see that he was creeping them slowly inside.
“She was shy in the beginning but now she is bold after some training by me. We can talk about her later. But why don’t you let me see them, I mean the chain”
“I told you that you can look at them. Do you want me to give it in writing? Just go ahead, but don’t be rough.”
“Let me remove the first hook in the blouse. I can’t get them out.”
“No, don’t remove them.” She put her hand over the front of her blouse.
“Tell me one reason why you won’t do it. There is no one here and I won’t get a chance like today again. Please, I am begging you. I will fall on my knees if you want.”
“This way you may later fall on your knees asking me to remove my bra. There is no end to what you will ask. I am afraid I may take pity on you.”
“We will see about that when I ask you. Now let me undo the hooks.”
“You said about one hook and now you are talking about hooks,” she was smiling at him but did not seem to be angry at all.
“Okay let me unhook one of them.”
She removed her hands which were guarding her blouse.
He undid the first hook. He took his time and he felt her breasts all over in doing that. At last he undid the hook exposing more of her breasts. Her bra was visible now. He put his fingers inside her bra cup.
“Come closer,” he whispered.
She moved as close as she could. He put his other hand also in her other cup and he was feeling her breasts.
“I thought you said you wanted to see the chain,” she asked him.
“Can’t you see I am trying to get the chain out?” he said as he felt her breasts inside her bra. After some five minutes of feeling her breasts he pulled the chains out and examined them closely.
“You don’t have any moles on your breasts do you?” he asked her.
“I have two moles on them.”
“Where are they? Can I see them?”
“I am not telling you where they are and no, you can’t see them,” she said pushing him away and starting to put the hooks back.
He caught her hands. They pretended to struggle for some time. She struggled to free herself but it was not even half hearted effort.
“I give up,” she announced.
“This is a nice bra you have,” he shifted his gaze to the bra now.
She played along. Of course she had no intentions of stopping him. She was teasing him and he seemed to like that immensely.
“This one I bought when I went to Bombay. Do you like it?”
“I can’t tell you if I like it unless I see it.”
She pulled the flaps of her blouse front and down as far as she could and showed him her bra.
“Is it synthetic material or cotton?” he asked.
“It is synthetic and very soft,” she told him.
“Can I feel it?” he asked her.
He leaned forward and felt the exposed area of her bra.
“Can’t we go inside the bedroom?” he asked her.
“No, we can’t do that. That would be too risky. I know he sleeps too soundly. Don’t worry about him.”
“I am not worried about him. I am worried about you. You keep saying no to whatever I ask.”
“You forget that I am married and I have my limitations. Had you met me before my marriage I would have let you have your way,” she was breathing fast now.
“Let’s pretend that you are not married now. I am not asking you to let me do something. I just want to see your bra.”
My sister’s mobile rang just then. She immediately reached for it and looked at it and kept it between two cushions muffling the ring.
“It’s Prakash. I hope he is not on his way”, she whispered.
“Don’t tell him I am here,” he whispered back. “I guess I have to get going if he changed his plans.” He got up.
She took the phone and answered. “Prakash where are you?”
Arun had got up by then and taken his car keys and the clutch bag. She reached across and caught his hands and made him sit down.
“How many hours is it late? I wish we had known that. You could have come back and left now. But now I think it is late for you to come back and go again.”
After some silence she spoke again. “Arun left as soon as he dropped us here. I am talking softly because Kiran is sleeping and I don’t want to wake him up”
She continued talking something. Arun sat down next to her. He kept his legs open wide. There was a bulge in his crotch. He deliberately showed it. Kirthi was staring at the bulge while talking to Arun. He was asking her in sign language if he was coming back. She whispered, “No.”
While she was on the phone with her husband, Arun again pushed her pallu aside and felt her bra. She tried pushing him away but he did not stop. Instead he got close to her other ear and whispered something. She continued talking while Arun tried to undo the second hook. When she tried to push him away he held one finger indicating that he wanted to remove only one hook. She nodded her assent. He did not lose any time and soon had the second hook removed. He pulled the blouse apart. Now more of her bra and the cleavage were visible. He put his hands over both her bra cups and felt her bra. As she continued to talk to Prakash, Arun was feeling her bra and then the exposed area of her breasts. She bent forward to let him do that. I heard her telling Prakash that she was missing him badly. She said bye and put the phone down.
“I was really scared when I saw his number displayed. He always gives a ring when he is at the gate. Anyway, his flight is delayed and they kept saying they will leave shortly. Now they have confirmed that they will leave in another hour. He can’t cancel the flight because the meeting scheduled for tomorrow is important. So don’t worry and run away,” she put her hands on his shoulders and smiled.
He pulled his hands away and got up. Then he went and brought the shawl she had been wearing when we drove to the airport and put it on her shoulders. She looked at him questioningly.
“In case he wakes up you can cover your self quickly without embarrassment. He won’t know it even if you are bare waist upwards,” he smiled at her.
“Does it mean that you plan to make me topless?”
“Not yet, but please Kirthi I want to see the bra and also the moles. I wish you had not told me about the moles, but now my head may burst if I don’t see them. Please, do you want me to go down on my knees and beg?”
“The bra is very small. It hardly covers my breasts. And as far as the moles are concerned they are on the lower half of my breasts. Even if I remove the blouse you can’t see them.”
“Where are they?”
“One is just below my nipple on the left one and the other is on the lower half here,” she showed he spots over the blouse. “If it is the bra you want to see then let me go and remove it and I will give it to you and you can see it.”
“It is not as if I am the first one to see them am I? And I am begging you so much. Can’t you take some pity on me?”
“I knew you won’t stop. I should not have let you have your way in the first place.”
“Why don’t you let me stay here over night? I promise I will behave myself. I give you my word that I won’t do anything that you don’t want me to do,” he pleaded.
She shook her head firmly but at the same time she adjusted the shawl on her shoulders and tried closing it. Then Kirthi opened the shawl and said, “This is a good idea.”
Arun waited for her to finish adjusting the shawl. Then he bent down and removed the hooks one by one.
“Can I show my appreciation and gratitude by kissing you on the cheeks?”
“If it’s the cheeks you can do it,” she bent forward.
He caught her neck and planted a kiss on her cheek and then the other cheek. She did not stop him. He continued to kiss her cheek again and again. It was not a friendly kiss any more but lust filled. He tried pulling her closer to him and hug her. It was clumsy. She tried to help him by bending over him but it was not possible.
He pushed her back gently over the arm rest behind her. She eased herself on the armrest. She still had her legs down but she was reclining. He pulled the blouse apart and pushed them away. Her breasts were pointing up encased in the bra. He leaned over her and kissed her cheeks again. She let him do it. He pulled back and pulled his T-shirt which was tucked in.
“Don’t do it. It would look odd,” she stopped him.
“I won’t pull it away,” he said and raised it to his armpits and then bent over her.
“I must thank you in the befitting manner,” he said and hugged her. Her breasts were crushed against his chest. “Can’t we go inside and can’t I stay back for the night?”
“No on both counts. And I don’t want to take any risks. And stop making noise, you don’t want him to wake up do you?” she warned him.

He reached behind her and tried to open the bra. She pushed him away. He gave up. He got up from above her and said, “I want to feel the bra. Can I?”
She did not answer. He put both his hands over her breasts and felt them. “Feels smooth,” he declared.
Seeing that she did not resist, he started feeing it more and now he was squeezing it. He continued kissing her all the while on her cheeks.
“When did you shave? You feel so smooth.”
“In the evening before I came here. When did you shave?” he asked her.
“I don’t shave. You should know women don’t.”
“Here,” he touched her crotch.
“I don’t shave. It makes the hair grow fast and it pokes when it grows again. So I use a hair remover. I did it yesterday,” her breathing was fast now.
“Is it smooth now?” he asked her.
“I know what you have in mind. You want to see how smooth it is, don’t you?”
“I won’t comment on that. Just tell me is it very smooth there?”
“It is very smooth.”
He took her arm and made her fold them at the elbow. It formed a slit. He felt it and ran his finger along the slit. He looked at her and asked, “Is it as smooth as here? Is it like this?”
“Smooth as this but it is fleshier. She watched him run his finger along the slit. He looked at her then at her crotch and then poked his finger in the slit of her elbow. He poked it and then took his finger and put it in his mouth. She was watching him with lust. He bent down and kissed the slit. Then he put his tongue out and licked her there. They had stopped bothering about me. He kissed her mock cunt and licked it. He pulled the false lips aside and ran his tongue inside. Then he pushed his finger inside and started pulling it out and pushing it like he was fucking her. All of a sudden he pulled his finger out and traced it on her lips. She parted her lips.
He pushed it inside her mouth and said, “Suck my cock.”
She started sucking it like it was a real cock.
“Do you mind if I talk dirty?”
“No just go ahead.”
“Do you suck cock well?”
“Well, I was the best in my college. What about you? Are you good in licking?”
“I drive my girl friend crazy when I do it. What about Prakash? Is he good?”
“I don’t know. He never does it. He thinks it is dirty.”
“Do you miss it? Would you let someone lick you there?”
“I don’t know. I must tell you now that I won’t let you do anything more. I don’t want you to feel that I am a tease,” she asked him.
“It’s okay. I won’t complain. But if I do something you seriously don’t approve, tell me. But you didn’t answer me. Do you miss your cunt being licked?”
“That’s a stupid question. You know I miss it.”
He put his hands behind her and tried to open her clasp. She tried to prevent him. She kept saying no. but he was persistent. I decided to lend him some help. I started coughing. She put her finger to her lip and whispered, “Just be silent when he stirs. He will continue sleeping.”
They remained silent and he had his hands on her breasts and was feeling them.
“The moles, I want to see them he whispered back. You said you will show them. At least tell me where they are.”
She pointed to her nipple on her right breast and said, “It is just below my nipple. Then she showed her other breast and said, “It’s here on the lower half.” She pointed to the spot.
He poked his finger on her right breast and asked her, “Is this the mole?”
“Stupid, that’s not my mole. It’s my nipple. Don’t tell me that you don’t know what it is. Tell me what colour is your girl friend’s nipple and describe it to me.”
“It’s brown. You can say its dark brown.” He was feeling her nipple through the bra. “It is like a small marble. It gets very hard and pointy when she is aroused or when I suck it. What colour is your nipple? And tell me what it looks like?”
“It is light brown. You can call it honey coloured. It gets harder when I get horny.”
“Is it hard now?”
“You should know. You have been feeling it for the last few minutes.”
“It is hard. Will it get harder if I suck it?”
“Yes. It will get even harder if you suck it but I won’t let you suck my nipple. Just because I let you feel it what makes you think I will let you take my nipples in your mouth and suck them?”
Their conversation was getting very hot. And she was talking about things which he had not mentioned even though she was denying them.
“Let me see the moles please. I won’t do anything more,” he promised. She kept saying no. But he did not yield this time. He pushed both her hands up and above her head and held them firmly. He was over her and reached across behind her and was trying to release the bra clasp. I coughed again and this time I continued to cough. They froze as they were. And I coughed again before they could resume again. So she had to lie still. He put his finger on her lip and took it behind her and started fumbling again.
She was laughing mildly.
“What’s funny?” he asked her in a soft voice.
“It’s not like the usual hook. It is a press clasp. It opens when you press the right spot. I am sure you can’t do it. But please don’t open it now.”
She was telling him how to open it. He tried again pressing it all over. At last it snapped open. He released her hands. I was afraid that she may fasten it again. So I coughed again. She froze again. He took advantage of that and pushed the bra up exposing her breasts.
“I told you not to remove the bra. I am not talking with you. You do whatever you want.”
He pushed the bra up and pulled the bra over her arms. She let him do what he wanted to do. Then he examined her breasts closely.
“You said I could do whatever I want. So I am going to do whatever I want,” he said and pulled her up and made her sit down. She sat down and asked for the shawl which had fallen down. He picked it up and she put it on the armrest. He sat down next to her and kissed her breasts.
Arun told her how pretty her breasts were and how lucky that her husband was to have her. She thanked him as she gazed into his eyes. She beamed like an infatuated schoolgirl. I knew she was by then captivated by his good looks. She returned the complement telling him that she thought he was very sexy. He slowly dropped his hand to her shoulder, pulled her towards him and kissed her on the lips. She hesitated and then slowly reciprocated. She brought her hand to his chest and they kissed passionately.
They finally came up for air and she looked as if she was going to push him away then he kissed her again. She succumbed to the heat of the moment. After a while, his left hand went to her other shoulder then slowly down her back and circled it around to caress her tit. She made no move to dissuade him and I heard her moan softly.
With a low groan, Arun gripped her tits, squeezing them hard enough to make her cry out with pain and pleasure. He thrust his tongue out and flicked its tip back and forth across one of her nips.
He strummed the horny nipple several times, feeling it swelling more and pulsing against his tongue and lips.
“Yesssss, Arun, that’s sooo good!” Kirthi sighed.
Arun lowered his head and noisily sucked on her tits. He sucked her nips into his wet mouth one at a time, sucking as hard as he could.
Arun moved his sucking mouth to the other tit, licking and sucking on that nip. He lashed at the stiff nipple with his tongue. Then he gently gnawed on it with his teeth.
“Yesssss,” Kirthi whimpered, her head reeling with lust.
While he continued to suck on her nipple, he fondled and pinched her other tit. She could feel his saliva being smeared all over her tit flesh and she quivered with the lewdly exciting sensation.
My cock was as hard as a rock. I watched as his left hand drop to her legs while they continued to whisper. He pulled her sari up and above her thigh. His left hand casually dropped to her lap and slowly began to fondle her exposed inner thighs. She made no move to stop him. He continued to stroke upwards until he had almost reached his goal. Her dress was getting pushed up to where you should have been able to see her white panties. She parted her thighs slightly to accommodate his action and he soon was fondling her cunt over the panty.
After a few moments of contact, she moved her hand down to his and pushed it away panting, “We shouldn’t be doing this. I’m married…”
Instead of a reply, he again brought his lips to hers and soon they were kissing passionately. She closed her eyes and thrust her tongue into his mouth like a snake. He slowly unzipped his pants and his huge semi hard cock popped out. It looked every bit as big as before, maybe bigger. She was so absorbed in kissing him that she didn’t notice. He then proceeded to stroke her inner thighs again. When she reached down to stop his advances he grasped her tiny hand and guided it to his cock. When she made contact with his cock she pulled her hand away and stared at his cock in surprise. You could see by the look in her face that she was truly attracted to it and could not take her eyes off.
“It’s amazing, I’ve never seen one that big,” she crooned.
“Touch it and see how much bigger you could make it,” he encouraged her.
“We shouldn’t be doing this. You should really put it away,” she replied as she continued to stare at his cock. There was no conviction in her voice.
“You make me so hot. I couldn’t keep my eyes off of you since you came here,” he cajoled her.
“We really should stop now…” she panted. Her eyes were still glued to his prick.
He reached down and stroked his meat making the head swell.
“We don’t have to do anything…” he replied.
“I don’t know. What about him, he may wake up any time?” she motioned to me on the couch.
“He’s deep in his sleep. He usually sleeps soundly. You know that. I don’t think he’ll wake up if you keep quiet,” he told her, trying to be convincing. “Just hold it and see how big it gets. We really don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to.” he continued to persuade her.
“We really shouldn’t…” she stammered as if in a trance. Her willpower was weakening as she gazed at his impressive cock.
For a long time she continued to stare at his cock trying to convince herself that she wanted to do as he asked and at the same time hoping that I wouldn’t wake up and catch her. She couldn’t keep her eyes off of it. I was sure that she was aroused.
I saw her resolve dissolve before my squinted eyes as she leaned against his chest and her small hand slowly reached for his monster. She lightly caressed the head and it resulted with a jerk from his cock. She tentatively slid her hand slowly down his shaft and grasped it just below the huge head. Her hand looked tiny on his huge cock. Her fingers barely circled his meat halfway around. She slowly pulled the foreskin up and covered the head. She gasped and began to slowly stroke it.
“How big does it get?” she whispered.
“Just keep doing that and find out,” he replied.
I didn’t think that it could get any bigger or harder but as she started to manipulate his organ, it did grow. This time she didn’t resist when he ran his hand up her sari inside her petticoat to explore her pussy as she stroked his cock. He pushed her sari over her thighs exposing her plump white thighs. She took her feet up and placed them both on the sofa. He put his fingers inside her waist band and pulled the panty down. She lifted her ass up to make it easy for him. The panty was soon pulled away from her legs. Her shaved cunt and pussy lips were in full view as he fingered her.
She kissed him again as he started to fuck her with his middle finger. He added another finger in her hole and she spread her legs wider to accommodate. He was driving her wild with his big fingers inside of her. She was on the brink of orgasm when he backed off and removed his hand from her soaked snatch. He ended their kiss and commented how beautiful and hot her pussy was. He brought his fingers to his lips and licked them. He told her that she tasted as good as she looked. He said that he wanted her badly. You could see that his words had inflamed her desire. She was hot with lust. He was going to make her beg for it.
She gazed at the big cock that she held in her hand. She laid her head on his chest as she began to jack him off. She had a look of fascination and lust on her pretty face as she stroked his huge cock. It had to be at least nine inches long. She was clearly excited by his large stiff cock.
He started to run his left hand through her hair over and over to let her know that she was doing it correctly. He was gently pushing and encouraging her to move her face toward the cock. He was clearly excited about the prospect of her wrapping her lips around his cock. Her head moved slowly toward the target as she stroked his cock. Her lips were only an inch away when a large drop of precum appeared at the slit. She moaned and her tongue darted from between her pink lips to lick away the drop. He took that as a signal that it was time to feed her. I don’t think that she cared what I thought or did at this point. She had clearly lost all control.
He gently clasped the back of her head and gently forced her full lips onto the head of his cock. Her lips lingered as she kissed the head wetly. She moaned again and shook with an apparent orgasm without being touched. Simply kissing the head of his cock had caused her to have an orgasm. He looked over at where I lay and seemed convinced that I was asleep. My sister had her lips on his cock and I was in the same room not more than five or six feet from them. I never thought that I’d be this excited to see my sister in this position.
She kissed her way down the shaft and found his balls. She lifted them and kissed them too. She started to work on his rigid cock with her mouth. She had never showed this level of enthusiasm before. She continued to kiss and lick at its length, really getting into it. She then kissed her way to the top of his shaft and licked around the flared head of his cock, capturing the precum that leaked from its slit. He squirmed and lightly moaned when she did this. Up and down his shaft she bathed his huge cock with her tongue. She licked her way back up to the swelling head and swirled her tongue around and around the knob making him squirm again. He obviously wanted to put his hard cock in my sister’s hot mouth. Finally, she grasped his cock by the root and then proceeded to take his rigid cock into her mouth. He had finally reached his goal. Kirthi was going to suck him.
He closed his eyes, threw his head back and his hips jerked upwards involuntarily. Slowly she began taking his cock inside. Down she went, deeper and deeper sucking him like a real professional. She really amazed me by taking even more of him into her mouth than I thought humanly possible. About half of his full length had disappeared into her mouth. All the while he had one hand on her breast and was fingering her cunt with the other. She then moved down to swallow another couple of more inches. Her throat bulged but she didn’t gag a bit. I wondered where she had learned to do this. She was hot for his cock. While still attached to his cock with her mouth she quietly slid to her knees between his legs. She looked up at him with lusty eyes. She had become an enthusiastic cocksucker. I couldn’t believe it. My sister was blowing one of her husband’s best friends literally right in front of her brother.
He encouraged her by running his hands through her hair and guiding her head up and down his spit soaked length. He was really enjoying my sister sucking his cock as I could see by the look on his face. Then he put his hands before her taking both her breasts in his palms as she sucked his cock. She continued to suck his cock and stroke it. She moaned softly as she bobbed her head up and down, over and over, gently sucking his cock. He laid back and closed his eyes. Her ass occasionally shuddered in orgasm as she sucked his rod. His one hand still toyed with her breast while the other had crept below and felt her ass, which were bare as she had hiked her sari to her waist. Her head moved up and down his massive cock. I fully expected to see his cock pop out of her other end as she continued to swallow his meat. He must have had a lot of staying power. She had worked on his cock for at least ten minutes hardly coming up for air. I would have cum in half that time.
Her work was finally beginning to receive results. He was moaning below his breath as to ensure that he wouldn’t wake me. His hand clenched her long hair and began to push his cock deeper into her throat. She moved her head up to where the knob was just inside of her mouth, she began swirling her tongue around it, and he lost control with an “Ohhh!”
He began to pump his cum into her mouth. I fully expected her to back off. She surprised me again by greedily swallowing all of his cum that she could. She milked his shaft for at least a couple of minutes after his orgasm had receded then proceeded to lick up all of his cum that had spilled from her mouth. It was a hell of a load that she took and she had swallowed it all. She lazily stroked, licked and sucked his still massive organ even after his load was completely spent. He smiled down at her as she continued her brazen act. She was in love with his cock. I just continued to pretend that I was asleep.
She looked up at him with a contented look and said, “That was wonderful, I’ve never felt that way before. I got off without being touched. I have to have that inside me before you can go.” and went back to work on his long cock. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. She had sucked him dry and now she wanted to fuck him.
“It will take a little while, but with you doing that…” he chided. His cock was still big even after all of the work she had done. It was slowly coming back to life with her attention.
“We need to go somewhere a little more private. When I fuck you, you won’t be able to keep quiet” he said.
She raised her head and pointed to the bedroom. He immediately got up and pulled her to the bedroom. She told him to go and get comfortable. She quietly came to the couch where I was laying and gently shook me to check my state of sleep. She was naked to her waist and the sari was crumpled. I muttered to her, faking deep sleep and then she went to the bedroom. She left the stereo blaring and the TV on to mask the noise that she would soon make as promised by Arun.
Satisfied that I was asleep, she went to the bedroom. I couldn’t believe that my sweet sister had sucked off her husband’s best friend right in front of me and was now going to the bedroom to fuck him while I was in the house. I could definitely understand why Arun would want to have her. She was extremely good looking and sexy. Now he was going to have her. My cock ached in anticipation of what would happen next.
I waited a few minutes to allow them to get started. I went and peeped inside through the key hole. They were on the bed. I could see him sitting naked. His cock looked bigger now that he had no clothes on. She stood in front of him in her petticoat. Her sari was on the bed. Her eyes were feasting on his semi hard cock. She untied the petticoat and allowed it to fall from her waist. He looked at her beautiful body with firm full breasts, tiny waist and heart shaped ass and smiled. In her nakedness, she stood there still gazing at his stiffening cock.
“You have a beautiful body,” he complemented her as he held his hand out to her.
She took his hand and kneeled between his spread legs. She looked into his eyes and gently grasped his cock. She began to lick it from the base to the tip. Over and over, she repeated this, occasionally stopping to swirl her tongue around the head. Every time she did this, he moaned. She looked into his eyes and smiled impishly. His cock was throbbing now.
She got up, walked over to the bed, and sat. She motioned him to come to her. He sat beside her and kissed her deeply. They were both naked totally. She couldn’t keep her hands off of his cock. He pushed her back onto the bed and began to kiss his way down to her firm breasts. Her nipples were stiff with excitement as he kissed and licked her round mounds. She moaned. He continued down her belly and to the top of her bush. He then positioned himself between her outstretched legs and started to kiss and lick her inner thighs. He was teasing her and she was starting to get frustrated. He relented and his tongue found her hole. She moaned again and grabbed his head holding it to her pussy. He knew how to eat pussy by the way she was reacting. He slid a finger in and out of her hole while he licked her clit. This produced the desired effect. Soon he had two fingers in her. She was moaning, her hips gyrating above the bed.
I finally let my cock out of its prison. I was afraid to touch it because I knew I would shoot my wad immediately. She was moaning, panting, and going crazy on the bed. After about her fifth orgasm, he backed off. He slid up her body to where she could get his cock in her mouth.
“Lick it and make it good and wet. I want this to be good for you,” he said.
She didn’t have to be asked twice and wetly devoured his massive organ. After a minute, he removed his cock from her mouth and slid down between her parted legs. He placed his cock on her cunt. He got up onto his knees and she bent her legs. Her legs were folded and pulled back to her chest. He took hold of his cock and rubbed it up and down her wet slit.
“What am I doing?” he asked her.
“You are rubbing your cock on my cunt,” she told him. “Very soon I want you to fuck my cunt with your cock.”
He continued to rub her slit with his cock for some time. Then he placed his cock in the slit and pushed it slowly.
“Be gentle…” she said.
“I’ll do it slowly. You’re going to love this.” he replied.
After moments of stroking her pussy with the head of his cock, he started to enter her. He slowly rocked back and forth. With each stroke, he gained a little more penetration. She was starting to go crazy under him raising her hips to meet his thrusts.
“Oh god, you’re sooo big! You’re filling me fuller than my husband ever has.” she moaned.
“I’m only half way in. Just wait until I get it all of it inside of you.” he replied.
He continued his short strokes opening her formerly tight twat to accommodate his huge cock. I didn’t think that she could take it all but he kept filling her. Finally, his big balls came to rest on her ass. He had stuffed her full of his giant cock and she loved it. He continued to fuck her with short, slow stokes. She panted, gasped and moaned as he slid his cock in and out of her wet hole. Her ass wriggled and writhed as he started to screw her with longer, faster strokes. She seemed to have an orgasm with each stroke. She placed her hands on his ass and urged him to fuck her harder. I thought I would see his cock coming out of her mouth any second. He fucked her for what must have been half an hour.
“I can’t believe you’re fucking me sooo good… Ohhh!” she panted.
He was starting to yield to my sister’s tight cunt. His movements became erratic and he plunged as deep as he could, filling Kirthi’s cunt womb with his cock. She wrapped her legs around him her arms were around him and held him tight while they both came. He continued to shudder and finally collapsed on Kirthi. She kissed him passionately and he returned the kiss. They stayed like that for a long time. She rolled him onto his back displacing his cock from her now dripping cunt. Her cunt lips were swollen and her hole was gaping. She immediately went to work on his cock with her mouth.
“You’re going to fuck me one more time before you go,” she demanded. “I love your cock. I just had a half-hour of almost continuous orgasms and I want it again,” she conceded.
“I think I can get it up once more if you just use that magic mouth of yours. You have to be the best cocksucker in the world,” he said.
That must have been music to her ears because she went to work on him with a frenzy I’d never seen before. Soon his massive meat was at attention again and she was ready to use it. She crawled up to his midsection and positioned herself on top of his cock. She slowly slid his entire length into her in one continuous motion. She rode him as he grasped her breasts. That was one of the most erotic sights I ever saw. He raised his hips to meet her thrust down. She moved forward and back as well as up and down. Then she collapsed on him and was on her knees and the toes as she held his head. Now she moved her ass up and down as she screamed in ecstasy. He had his arms around her back as her movements became faster almost as if she was running. She was on a wave of orgasmic pleasure. He finally came again after about ten minutes.
I went to my couch and positioned myself in the same way as when she last saw me. She kissed him passionately at the door before he left.
“I’ll see you in the morning,” she told him.
“Certainly…” he replied.
She found a blanket and covered me. I heard the shower running and I finally came under the blanket after a couple of strokes.
End of Part 1