Hy this is Sandeep strikes again with new incest incident, I am from Hyderabad, After a few weeks of fucking my friend’s mom Seema Kapoor, I began to enjoy getting it regular. Aunt would put out for me any time I wanted, which was most of the time at my age. The only thing we had to watch out for was my little sister Komal. She was sixteen but already she was a fully-grown babe. Somehow Komal seemed to sense that something strange was going on between Aunt and me, but luckily she couldn’t put her finger on it.
My Aunt did, though. After that first day, she couldn’t keep her hands off it! Every chance we got, we fucked up a storm… in the kitchen… in the bedroom… in the shower… even in the pool once, but only when Komal was out of the house. To me, my little sister was just a nosy little kid who got in the way of having sex with Aunt. So all in all, I didn’t pay much attention to her.
Then, when she turned eighteen, Komal started going to the same school as me and sort of got in my view every now and then. Some of the guys would come around sniffin’ out about my sister, wanting to know how old she was, and did she ever fool around, and that kind of stuff. Well, naturally I’d growl and make mean noises and then go sniffing after their sisters. It wasn’t that I was all that protective about Komal.
It was just that I couldn’t imagine anybody wanting to do anything like that with such a little brat. I mean, she was a real little snot, you know. Whenever she was home, she never let Aunt and me out of her sight for a Moment. She didn’t know what was going on, but she was definitely jealous of the way Aunt and I reacted around each other. In hindsight, you could hardly blame her really. So that’s the way things were for a couple of months. My little sister was just a kind of noise that lived in one end of our house.
Then one night I got the midnight munchies real bad. I hadn’t fucked Aunt for a few days, so I was kind of restless and decided to go downstairs and pig-out on some patties. Our house was two floors with Aunt’s bedroom on the second floor, and Komal’s bedroom on the ground floor, near the downstairs bathroom. In the dark, I sort of groped my way down the stairs and headed for the refrigerator. Komal’s room is the last door before the kitchen, and as I moved down the hallway, I noticed her door was open a couple of inches, and the light was on. Out of curiosity, I stopped and looked in.
Wow! I couldn’t believe it! There was my naked little kid sister standing in front of her mirror, but the sister I used to know wasn’t there anymore. She had little curves and bumps in places she never had when we went skinny-dipping a couple of years ago. She now had a little curve to her butt and her hips seemed to be wider. She was still skinny, and she was still definitely a kid, but there were differences!
Komal was staring at herself in the mirror when I peeked in, and therefore facing away from me. In the mirror, I could see her from toes to forehead. Where there used to be a navel on a flat, muscular board, there was now a gently curving little belly. Where there was a skinny rib cage with two nipples on it, there was now a creamy smooth plateau with two perfect little tits, each with a strawberry tip.
Just for a Moment, I saw my sister as she really was, a cute budding girl, tall, prettier than average, with a sensual mouth inherited from our Aunt, and large, limpid brown eyes, from Dad, no doubt. But before this stunning realization had time to really grab me, she started doing something that really blew my mind! Komal stood in front of her mirror and began to posture and turn, staring at her sweet, naked young body.
Like a photographic model, she raised her hands and began to caress her little breasts, rubbing the nipples between her fingers. She closed her eyes almost all the way and watched herself through lowered lashes, biting her lower lip and hissing softly like some video porn queen! Standing there unnoticed outside my little sister’s door, I was paralyzed. I’d never seen anything like this before, and it had my jaw hanging.
It also had my cock rising, but I was too absorbed to notice. Komal kept fondling her little tits until the nipples got hard. They weren’t very big, so it was hard to tell at that distance, but they also got darker, and I could certainly see that! Then, she slowly lowered one hand and began to caress her slender young body all over, running her hands over her flanks and her belly, squeezing herself gently on the rump. She was also raising one leg and lowering it, rubbing the front of one calf against the back of the other.
She kept working closer and closer to her hairless little choot. Komal was breathing harder and harder, and so was I as I stared at my sister’s gorgeous young body in total disbelief! Then, like she was giving herself a reward, Komal sighed and slid her hand between her legs. In the mirror, I could see her very gently and sensuously moving her middle finger back and forth across her little choot, dipping it into the crack a little bit each time. I knew what she was doing, and it turned me on something fierce.
My little sister was actually bringing herself off with her finger, and I was watching her do it!! Then, Sis took her hand off her tits and put it against the mirror. Steadying herself, she spread her legs and bent her knees awkwardly, then slid her other hand slowly downward and inward, her skinny middle finger disappearing to the hilt. Wow! That really turned me on, and I grabbed my rock-hard cock and began to rub it, imagining what it would be like to put my stiff prick into that tiny, pink little hole.
As I watched, Komal, crouched over with her knees spread, bracing herself against the mirror, with her finger moving in and out of her hot little cunt. And there was me with my lund up and my jaw down, staring through her partly-open door with my eyes about a foot out of my head and my mouth full of glue. We really would have made a weird scene if anybody had come along. Fortunately nobody did.
Sis just kept on stroking her cunt and I just kept on staring and rubbing my cock. After a couple of minutes, though, I could see her legs beginning to tremble from the strain of the awkward position. I wondered why she didn’t just lie down on the bed. As if reading my mind, Komal did that very thing. Actually, she kind of scuttled into her bed, never taking her finger out of her hairless little choot for a second. When she lay down, her feet were pointed straight at me. I got a perfect view right up between her legs, where all the action was going on.
She was making all sort of moans but all in whispers, like part of her was really into her diddling, but part was aware that she was in a house where other people were asleep. It was pretty strange to listen to, but who listened! I was so busy panting and sweating and rubbing my cock! Komal was plugging herself fast and furious, with her legs spread wide and rigid on the bed and her other arm flung over her eyes. She kept clenching and unclenching the hand on that arm, raking her nails across her palm. She must really be close! Sis began to suck in her breath in heavy gasps, and her legs and belly began to tremble and twitch.
She started saying “Ooooohhh, Oooohhh,” really low and throaty, just like Aunt does when I’m throwing the bone to her and she’s about to come. I’d never heard that kind of sound out of Komal before. Then she gritted her teeth and clamped her hand over her mouth. She went “Uuhhmmmphh!” and shoved her ass straight up into the air. I could see a couple of drops of juice fall from her cunt. Wow! Komal dropped back on her bed and took a few long, shaky breaths.
Her hands fell away to her sides and her whole body went limp and relaxed. The area around her little tits and around her pussy was red and mottled. She looked very happy with herself. Then she sighed and squirmed her way into a more comfortable position. She rolled her head to the side and glanced casually toward the door. As her eyes went wide, I realized that during the heat of things, the door had swung almost halfway open. There I stood, my jaw hanging, with a big, stiff dick jutting out in front of me.
Komal leapt upright in the bed, her eyes wide with fear and guilt. Then a look of pure hatred came over her. “Get out!” she hissed, low but venomous. “Get out of my room, you pervert! Get out!” She wore her nightgown. I grinned. “I just hang around outside your window at night and take pictures. I never would think to stand in your door… which you never close.”She stuck her chin out defiantly, which thrust her tits against her nightgown. My cock began to twitch in my pants. “It’s my room and I can do what I want in it. You have no right to invade my privacy.”
“What privacy?”, I countered. “You leave your door open like you’re inviting the whole world in. If you want privacy just shut your door!” She flounced off the bed. “Okay! I will, then!” As Komal stormed across the room, the gown parted and her pert little tits slid into view, like two pink ice-cream cones with a raspberry nipple on each. God, she was turning me on! She came to the door and tried to close it. I jammed my foot in the frame and stuck my shoulder through.
“Hey! Wait a minute, Sis. I’m not trying to make you mad.” She hesitated a Moment and I gently pushed the door back open and came into her room. “… and I’m not spying on you. After all, your door was open…” I sat on the edge of her bed. “… besides, what more could I see than what I saw tonight?”
She gave me a venomous look. “Don’t you dare mention that, bhaiya! Don’t you ever mention it to anybody?” I raised an indignant eyebrow. “Boy, for somebody who’s been doing something like that, you sure are self-righteous, Sis!” She softened a little and came over to the bed. “Ohhh, bhaiya! You won’t tell, will you? Aunt would get awfully mad.” I knew Aunt would probably understand completely, but I saw my chance here.
“Shit, I won’t tell, Sis,” I smiled, shaking my head, “It’s just something between you and me, right?” I let that little hint sink in. I was making myself a part of her little sex conspiracy, and Komal didn’t have much choice but to accept me. I could tell by her long, thoughtful look that she realized what I was doing. And I could also tell that she didn’t really mind. In fact, she seemed to be pleased! “Besides,” I added softly, “you saw as much of me as I saw of you. And after all, I’m your big brother.
You should trust me.” I laid my hand on her leg. She shuddered a little, but did nothing to remove it. “Shit, Komal,” I added, “everybody does that. You’re not the first girl that’s ever played with herself, you know.” I smiled knowingly, remembering the first time I watched Aunt finger her pussy and use that hairbrush handle of hers on herself. Although with my hard young cock constantly available, Aunt hardly needed that cold old thing anymore. Sis sat with her eyes down for a short time. Then she put her hand on my arm, the one that was on her thigh.
“I don’t know why I do it, brother. It makes me feel all funny inside. It feels good.” “I know, Sis,” I patted her thigh, then began to rub it softly. “It’s a natural thing.” I slid my hand up Komal’s thigh slowly, enjoying the wonderfully soft warmth of it. She stiffened again and her hand gripped my wrist convulsively, but she didn’t really try to stop me. My heart was beginning to pound. I realized for the first time that I was finally going to get my hand in her panties. Maybe I’d get more! ”
Bhaiya,” she said, her voice a little scared. “Please…” I didn’t say anything, just kept stroking her thigh, moving my hand closer and closer to the edge of her panties. Komal had my wrist in both hands, but made no move to either close her slightly parted legs or to back away across the bed. “Bhaiya, I’m scared,” she pleaded. I realized that she really was, and that if I didn’t soothe her fears, she’d bolt. It was hard to think about anything but her hot, moist little pussy, though.
“Don’t be afraid, Sis. I’m not going to hurt you. I’m just going to do for you what you were doing to yourself. Don’t you think that’ll be good?” She still wouldn’t look up, but her breathing was deep and heavy. “Y…yes,” she whispered. “Then relax, I can’t do anything for you if you’re all tight and tense.” I reached out with my free hand and gently pushed her back on the bed. For a Moment she resisted, and then she lay back. My heart began to really pound. I knew then that it was finally going to happen.
“Open your legs, Sis,” I said softly. My voice was shaking. Her eyes were tightly closed, but Komal slowly let her thighs go limp. Her legs were dangling over the side of the bed and had a kind of dead weight to them, but I got them apart with a little effort. And there she was, just as I’d fantasized at breakfast. Her panties pink and translucent, her thighs creamy and firm, her buttocks tight beneath her. God! I almost creamed right there. Slowly, deliciously, I let my hand slide down between her legs.
She was so smooth, so soft. The flesh under her panties felt utterly hairless, although I knew there was a soft almost invisible blonde down covering her tiny mound. Komal sucked in her breath as my fingers crept beneath the hem of her panties, but she still made no move to stop me. She was trembling a little, but seemed to be controlling herself well. I knew from prior experience with
Aunt that this was going to be awkward with her panties on, so I slid my fingers out and patted her on the pussy. “Lift your ass up, Sis.” She raised herself a little, pushing off the floor with her tiptoes. I reached up beneath her and slid the flimsy little garment down off her butt. As it slid over her cunt I got my very first close-up look at her juvenile cunt. Close up, it was even more intriguing than seen in dim light across a room. As I slid her panties off, Komal gave a little moan. “Don’t hurt me, bhaiya! Don’t hurt me!”
“I won’t, Sis! I’ll be careful.” It was an idle promise. I knew what to do, alright. Shit, I’d been fucking Aunt for months. But Sis was a virgin and I didn’t really know how to avoid hurting her. In fact, until she spoke, I hadn’t even considered that it might hurt her to be fucked for the first time. I decided to proceed with caution so as not to ruin her mood, OR my chances. Gently, I began to stroke and fondle her pussy, using my whole hand. I didn’t try to go inside her cunt just yet because I knew I’d have to build up to that slowly.
Komal began to moan a little, not in fear exactly, but in excitement, as though she were off in the same sort of dream world she’d been in the night I’d caught her masturbating. She twisted back and forth on the bed a little, rocking her shoulders up and down, up and down. The motion drew the fabric of her dress tight across her little tits, outlining them, first one, then the other. I could feel myself getting hard, my cock stretching painfully inside my shorts, but I was afraid to stop stroking my sister’s pussy for fear she might make me stop. So I just tolerated the pain and kept on with my stroking. I had my hand laid flat on her pussy, palm down, with my fingers pointing up her belly.
Gradually, I began to rub a little harder, sliding my hand first down between her legs, then up over her mound, pressing down with the heel of my hand as she thrust up to meet me. I could feel the heat and moisture building between her thighs and knew I was making progress. Then I began to press harder with my middle finger, so that it slid inside her slit a little way each time my hand went down into the darkness between her thighs. She had spread her legs pretty wide by now, and I had grabbed the nearest one with my free hand, holding it open.
That didn’t seem to scare her, so I dragged her skinny legs wider apart, simultaneously letting my probing middle finger slide down until its tip actually entered her cuntslit. God, what a tight, hot little fuckhole she had! I couldn’t wait to get my cock in there! I could feel the wetness of her, kind of thick and sticky, and a constriction. There seemed to be a ring of muscle or something just inside her hole. It’s her cherry, I thought. I’m going to be the one to bust my little sister’s fuckin’ cherry! Sis gave a sudden gasp as my finger sunk into her tight cunthole a little more.
“Be careful!” Komal whispered. “That hurts.” “Okay, okay!” I mumbled, unable keep the ragged edge out of my breath. A strange feeling was mounting in me. I didn’t really care if I hurt her anymore. I didn’t really care about anything except the feeling that was building in my body. It was something rough and… male, I guess. She was soft and willing and wet… and I just wanted to fuck her! With a single, swift motion I jabbed my finger deep into her pussy.
Komal arched her back, dug her fingers into my wrist and screamed. It was not too loud a scream, but it scared me shitless! I lunged on top of her, my finger still inside her cunt, and clamped my other hand over her mouth. She made muffled sounds and tried to push me away. I stayed atop her, beginning to enjoy the feeling. We had always horsed around as kids, but it was never like this!
I ground my hips and thighs against her body, humping my hard cock against her leg, my finger still manipulating her pussy. She was twisting and fighting and there were tears of pain and anger in her eyes, but she wasn’t really trying to get free. She was humping back at me! She had parted her thighs completely and had pulled her knees up until her feet were on the bed, and was lifting her skinny butt against the push of my body and the insistent thrust of my finger in her clinging little cunthole.
Then she bit my hand! I cursed and pulled my hand from her mouth. “Sis! Why the fuck did you do that?” “I couldn’t breathe, you dummy! Besides, you’re hurting me. Take your finger out!”"I promise not to hurting you again, Sis” I said comfortingly. “You really like it, don’t you?”"No! Take your finger out before I scream again.”"What if I just leave it in and don’t wiggle it around too much? Would you mind that?” “I…I don’t think so.”
“Okay. How’s this?”"That feels better. But don’t poke it in so hard! You hurt too much.” I started sliding my finger in and out of her cunt in a nice slow rhythm. “Better?”"Mmmmmm, yes. That feels all right.”"If you’ll spread your legs a bit more and pull ‘em up further, I can get in and out without having to stretch you so much.”Komal opened her thighs like she was doing the splits and drew her knees back almost in line with her tits. Her tiny, hairless cunt looked like a vertical mouth around my finger and it felt like the mouth was sucking on it. God, I couldn’t wait to fuck her!