I’m Vicky, and today, I’m penning down a fictional story that took a long time to write. Although it’s my imagination, this is something I wanted to happen for a long time. Let’s dive into the story.
Brother-sister love cannot be explained, especially when you are a lonely child to your parents and have multiple cousins. We have always loved each other unconditionally and without any expectations.
I have 3 cousins, 2 sisters and 1 brother. We used to play a lot as a kid, but as time passed, we got separated, and everyone got married except me. I’m currently 28 years old. I’m living and working in Delhi.
I have a favourite sister, Ritika, who is 34 years old and married with 2 kids. As time passed, from direct meetings, our talks started happening in chats or calls only. But today was my lucky day as we were celebrating Raksha Bandhan together.
Her husband Abhay went out for an official trip, so she decided to visit me for Raksha Bandhan. This is a tradition followed all over India. On this auspicious occasion, sisters tie a Rakhi on her brother’s wrist to protect him from evil forces.
In return brothers promise them that they will protect their sister. It is also believed that Raksha Bandhan brings good fortune to both of them.
We celebrated this since our childhood. Even now, we do it but the only thing that changed was our life. She sends the Rakhi through courier. But this year was special as she was coming.
I live in a 3-bhk flat in Delhi, while she lives with her husband and her in-laws in Mumbai. She came with her kids and brought all the sweets she had prepared and Rakhi.
She came the night before. Today was the first day after a long time when I woke up early for the occasion. I got ready and changed into my traditional dress, kurta and pyjama. I came out, and damn, she was looking beautiful in her saree.
The gold necklace around her neck, the mangalsurta and the red vermilion mark on her forehead made me look at her repeatedly.
“What happened, Vicky”? she asked. “Oh, nothing… you are just looking stunning,” I replied. I then sat down, and she started the ceremony. She did tilak and tied the Rakhi, and we exchanged sweets.
Then, it was my turn, and as usual, I transferred 10k into her account. She just smiled and spoke.
Ritika: I knew it, kabhi toh kuch unique gift karde. (At least once, give me some unique gift.)
I just smiled and nodded. After breakfast, I asked her if she wanted to go shopping, and she agreed. First, we went to Dilli Haat where there is a lot of variety and shops from all over India.
We spent hours shopping and eating some food. Finally, we reached home by evening. We packed all the things in bags, and my sister said, “We’ll put all these things in your cupboard for now. Before leaving tomorrow, I’ll take mine.”
So, I kept them in my closet. Later, we went to the dining table and unpacked the food which we bought for dinner. I called the kids, and we all had dinner while talking about everything in the world.
Later, both kids left one by one to the guest room as they were sleepy, till it was just me and my sis.
Ritika: Vicky bahot tired hogayi yaar aaj chal chal ke. Kuch tel hai tere paas? Main pair mein lagaungi sone se pehle.( Vicky, I’m too tired today by walking. Do you have any oil? I’ll massage my legs before sleeping.)
Me: Haan Didi, aap jao, jaake leto, (yes sis, you go and lay down), I’ll bring it.
She then went inside and lay down. Soon, I brought a big bottle of oil and a towel from the bathroom. When I went inside, she was already resting on the bed. So, I was giving her the oil, and that’s when she said.
Ritika: Yaar Vicky tu hi lagade, mujhe dard kar raha hai bahot. (Vicky, you apply it, my legs are paining a lot.).
Me: Haan ok Didi. (yes sis)
I started massaging her leg. I slowly moved to her feet and removed her sandals. After applying some oil, I started rubbing them. They were soft and smooth and felt nice in my hands. I took care not to hurt her but also made sure that I massage properly.
I had a different feeling this time, and I enjoyed it too. Then I continued towards her calves. Her skin looked very tender and supple. And soon, my hand touched her knees.
Me: Didi itna pressure theek hai na? Knees tak hi karun kya? Ya upar karun? (Is this much pressure fine? Should I do it till the knees only, or should I move up also?)
Ritika: OK, Vicky, upar kar de, dard hai upar bhi. (OK, Vicky, massage above the knees also. I have pain there, too.)
And she pulled her saree above her knee. Soon, I applied the oil and started gently massaging her thighs. It gave me an erotic feel. I thought about continuing but stopped myself from doing that. After covering both legs, I put her saree back in place.
Ritika: Vicky bura mat maan ki itna kaam kara rahi hun tujhse, yaar please mere kamar pe bhi lagade. (Vicky don’t mind that I’m making you work so much. But please apply the oil on my waist, too?)
Me: Main karta hun Didi, koi baat nai. (Not a problem sis, I’ll do it.)
She then sat straight and adjusted her saree to reveal her back. I then started applying oil on her back and applied a little pressure. I saw her eyes were getting closed every time I touched her back.
Then she said, “Don’t stop, Vicky, continue with more pressure. .” I did what she said and rubbed harder. It caused me to move forward slowly. My face touched her back, and soon I smelled her sweet fragrance.
She didn’t even realize that my lips were touching her back. I was slowly moving up closer to her ears, and finally, her hair covered my nose. I then applied the oil around her neck and shoulders.
Slowly, my hands were moving towards her collarbone area. My fingers barely missed her breasts. Soon, I finished the back part of my job. I didn’t know if Ritika was doing it intentionally or if she was just being innocent.
I noticed my hands weren’t shaking anymore. Then she turned and asked me to do the same on her hips, too. I happily obliged. I moved forward, and in a hugging position from behind.
I started applying oil on her hips and then started rubbing her navel. I was afraid, but to my surprise, she didn’t say anything. So, I continued. Now, my movements were becoming more rapid, and I tried to avoid her breasts.
But a couple of times, my hands did rub her breast. But she didn’t seem to mind it. She wasn’t opening her eyes or complaining either. I could see that she liked it. Once done, I asked.
Me: Didi, how does it feel now?
Ritika: Vicky bahut achha lag raha. (I’m feeling amazing Vicky.)
Me: I, too, love it, Didi. Shall I continue?
She replied in the affirmative. So again, I hugged her and, this time, held her body tightly against me. As I squeezed her hard, I got another whiff of her aroma. God! That was amazing.
Then, I continued with her belly button. Rubbing it over and over again, making it wet. Then I decided to apply some oil between her belly and her boobs. This made me press her boobs slightly. “Oh gosh!”
I exclaimed. This aroused me beyond belief. Then I said, “Didi, I think we are doing something wrong here .” Then I heard her moan softly, ” No, Vicky, let it be like that. You can proceed further, too, if you want.”
Now, there was no stopping me. I immediately grabbed her boob in my right hand and squeezed it. Again, I got a heavenly sensation. This time, I massaged her whole breast, including her nipples, over her blouse. It made her blouse wet with my oily hands.
She arched her head to the side and uttered a low moan. I couldn’t believe that this was happening. The moment that I always dreamt of and wanted for years, and it has happened without any effort. I just kept squeezing her breast until I realized that she was breathing heavily.
Her chest is rising and falling fast. I was still holding her breast, but then I stopped.
Then she turned around and faced me. We were just inches apart, staring at each other. “Did you enjoy this, Vicky?” she whispered. ” Didi, I have enjoyed every minute of it,” I said.
Then she wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me passionately. Our tongues explored each other’s mouths. She bit my lip once. This made me crazy. She then parted her mouth. I followed suit. Then I started nibbling her lower lip.
She grabbed my waist and held me tight. Our breaths were meeting at mid-way. I slid my tongue into her mouth and went down deep. She reciprocated. I pulled her tongue into my mouth and sucked it. Our bodies pressed hard together. Our hearts were racing, and our breaths were hot and moist. My dick became rock solid in seconds.
I was extremely excited and felt like kissing her all night long. Then I pulled her closer. While tasting her tongue, I started undoing her blouse and then unbuttoned her bra and opened it without removing it completely. Then I started making my way down from her cheeks to her neck.
I licked and sucked her lips and her chin. She was enjoying immensely as I sucked and lapped her throat. I moved down to her cleavage and reached inside the gap in her bra. Then I cupped her breast. They were the perfect size. Not big or small. Her left nipple was protruding out.
And I pushed my tongue through the space. She closed her eyes and bent her head forward as if to push her breast even deeper into my hungry mouth. I sucked her left nipple through the gap. Her reaction was instantaneous.
She gasped. I licked and sucked her breast through the gap of the bra. Finally, after some time, I removed the blouse and her bra, exposing her tits. They looked good. Full round mounds with dark areola. And the most beautiful thing about them was her pink nipples.
They looked so inviting and so perfect. My dick swelled as I stared at those lovely globes. Her nipples were standing straight and firm. I sucked one of them fully into my mouth, covering it completely and licking it like mad. My hands were kneading the soft flesh of her boobs.
“Oh My God!” She screamed in delight. And she clung onto me and pulled me tighter. “Yes!” I said as I savoured her breast. “What’s wrong, Didi? Aren’t you enjoying it?” Her reaction was instant.
She gasped loudly, bringing her hands to my face, placing them on the top of my head, trying to force me harder onto her nipple. I needed no prompting. I hungrily suckled her tit as though I hadn’t eaten for days. With my free hand, I cupped the other one and fondled it roughly as well.
She grunted and groaned with pleasure. “Oh, yes,” she murmured. “Please don’t stop. It feels so good. Lick it. Suck it. Bite it. Whatever you do, don’t stop. ” She begged. My cock strained against the fabric of my shorts, pushing up hard against my stomach.
I licked her nipples continuously. Each time I touched them with my tongue, she shuddered. ” Ummm, Yes,” she moaned, shivering and shaking as I teased her boobs. Her nails dug painfully into my scalp. The friction was maddeningly exquisite. Slowly, I began sucking the stiff little buds into my mouth.
After two or three sucks, I gently scraped the tip of my teeth across her sensitive nipple, causing her to twitch in my grasp. She threw her head back and shrieked. Then I released her boobs, and she lay on the bed half-naked, and her boobs red and swollen.
I stood up before her, and she saw the tent on my shorts. ” OMG! That’s your dick? “she exclaimed. “Yes, it is Didi,” I replied.
“It seems so much bigger than Abhay’s.” So here I was, standing next to my sister, half-naked in front of her. She pulled me towards her, touched my chest and caressed my body hair with her hands. I then lay next to her and started running my fingers over her stomach and started circling her navel.
As I circled my finger around her navel, she let out a sexy sigh and pushed herself up on an elbow. I could feel her warm skin under my palm. With my thumb, I rubbed her belly button. She cooed softly and put her hand over mine. “Do that again, please,” she asked.
I continued rubbing her belly button. Her skin was smooth and silky. So, I leaned forward and started circling with my tongue now. She giggled as I did this. I gave a quick lick of her flat tummy, which caused her to giggle again. “Hey! That tickles! Stop that. You’re too naughty.” I smirked and continued.
But by now, she had changed positions. Her hand moved from my arm down to my crotch over my shorts and gave my dick a few gentle squeezes. “Wow! That’s pretty huge!” She remarked. Then she started massaging my dick as it grew more and more in her hands.
She stroked me through my shorts. I then leaned forward and went near her legs and, pushed her saree up a bit, began kissing her bare toes and then calves. She moaned in anticipation. Soon, I lifted her saree and exposed her thighs and legs. Her skin was dusky and beautiful and very soft.
I started licking and kissing her thighs as she spread her legs wide apart. She was breathing heavily as I kissed her thighs. “Didi, tell me what you want? Tell me, what would you like me to do?” I asked teasingly. She had lost her breath. All she could say was, “Please!”
I continued licking her thighs slowly. She felt like she was burning up inside. My hands slipped under her saree and reached her ass cheeks, squeezing and massaging them. “Oh, gosh ” she moaned. Then I went up and whispered into her ear, ” Did you ever think we’d be doing something like this? ”
She answered, “Yes, I have, now will you go back, please.” I then went back between her thighs and stuck my tongue deep into her thigh gap. But I couldn’t reach further. I leaned closer to her pussy, my face inches away. There was a strong, musky smell wafting from between her legs.
I could sense her moistness right there. “Would you please touch me?” she said quietly. “Touch you where?” I questioned naughtily. “You know where!” She squeaked. She could feel my hot breath close to her clit, but I wouldn’t touch it. She grabbed my hair and dragged me until I made contact with her wet clit.
She raised her hips, grinding her pussy onto my face. A long whine escaped her lips as I lapped at her lips. We both knew it was only a matter of time before I got to taste her sweet juices. As soon as I got my tongue inside her cunt, she let out another guttural scream and shoved my head harder against her pussy.
“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Yes! Fuck yes!” Her screams were getting louder. I could feel myself getting harder and harder as I tasted her sweet juice. I then grabbed hold of her hips and began fucking her pussy with my tongue.
“Oh, Fuck yes! Keep going! Don’t stop! I’m going to cum soon! Cum with me! Cum with me! ” She jerked in my arms as she came hard all over my face. And then it hit me like a freight train. I removed my face from her love hole and lay next to her, both panting heavily.
She still hadn’t calmed down yet. She looked at me. And seeing how drenched I was made her even hotter. She put her hand on my chest and closed her eyes for a moment as if reliving everything that just happened. The lust she felt moments ago was creeping back.
After a while, she finally spoke. “Well, that was fun. But don’t forget, you still need to give me a gift, remember? “she asked slyly. What she meant was clear. She slowly brought her hand down, tracing its way across my abs until it finally reached my bulge.
“Can I play with it?” she asked me. I laughed, “Sure, why not? Just make sure you take good care of it.” She smiled deviously. “OK, now let’s see if I can make this grow even more,” she added. Slowly, she traced the outline of my cock through my pants. It seemed to throb almost immediately. I gritted my teeth as she slowly pulled open my zipper. First, the top, then down to the base.
I sat there, waiting for what she might do next. “Let’s free him from his prison,” she said as she pulled my underwear down. She ran her fingers along the length of my shaft. My dick twitched involuntarily. “Mmmmm, so nice and big!” she cooed. Her touch was exquisite.
She gripped it firmly and squeezed it gently. With her other hand, she rubbed my balls. “Ughhhhh,” I moaned. “OK, Vicky, stand up,” she instructed me. I did so. Standing in front of her, my throbbing member stuck straight out. She bent down and licked around my head, swirling her tongue around the crown.
“Mmm. It tastes so good!” she mumbled. Then she took my entire head in her mouth. She wrapped her lips tightly around my shaft. Her tongue swirled as she bobbed her head up and down on my manhood. “Mmm, oh god. Suck me, Di, ” I tried to speak, but she stopped me.
With a hand behind my ass, she pushed me closer. As I sunk deeper into her throat, she gagged loudly. Her eyes widened. “Shit, shit, shit! Too much, too fast! ” She choked out. “Here, di, let’s start slow,” I told her. She nodded, and I sat back down on the bed. As soon as I did, she dove right back in.
“Oh fuck yes. That feels good. So fucking good .” She sucked and swallowed me, her throat muscles gripping tightly around me. She would swirl her tongue around the tip every few minutes. She then released my dick and sat on my lap, straddling me from my hips.
She stood to face me and then leaned forward, kissing me passionately. I kissed her back hungrily. Our tongues danced wildly as our lips locked together. She then broke off and bit my lower lip. She placed her hands on my shoulders and started humping her pussy up and down on my rigid cock.
As she jumped up and down, my dick was rubbing against her slick mound. “Oh fuck, yes,” she moaned in ecstasy. I lifted her off my lap and spun her around. Now facing away from me, she continued to grind her pussy on my dick. “Fuck me, Vicky,” she panted.
I lifted her and spread her legs wide apart. “God, you are hot and wet.” She didn’t say anything, just kept grunting as I rubbed my shaft on her slit. Then I pushed her up against the wall. Using one arm, I held her steady. I held onto her thighs with my other arm and slammed into her.
Her body jolted as I entered her. A loud gasp escaped her lips. “You want this, don’t you?” I whispered to her. She clenched her fists and let out a loud grunt. “God, yes.” I pressed the head of my dick against her asshole. She shouted. “Ah, yes, Vicky, yes.”
I smirked as I slipped inside. “Ah!” She yelled. My pelvis crashed into her bum as we picked up speed. We were both lost in the sensation. “Oh fuck me harder.” I pounded into her like an animal. In and out. Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Over and over again, I pounded her tight little bum.
Her juices dripped out and down her leg. It wasn’t long before we both climaxed. When it was over, I left her panting in exhaustion. I lay beside her and grabbed a tissue. I cleaned her up, then wiped myself. “Thank you, Di. That was amazing.”
“Anytime, my love. I had been waiting for this day for so long.” She replied.
And that is how I got my first taste of having sex with my sister. I hope you enjoyed reading about my experience as much as I did while writing it.
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