Dhruthi is a voluptuous 31-year-old woman with a curvaceous figure and a wild spirit. She had always been a free-spirited soul, craving adventure and excitement. Her lustful nature was hidden beneath her professional demeanour as a software engineer.
It was a secret she kept close, only revealing it to those she trusted deeply. One such person was her younger sister, Sunanda. She was a stunning 21-year-old college student with long, dark hair and a body that turned heads wherever she went.
The two sisters shared an unbreakable bond, a connection that transcended their age difference.
On a warm summer night in Bangalore, the sisters found themselves alone. They were sipping wine and engaging in one of their intimate heart-to-heart conversations. Sunanda, curious and playful, had a mischievous glint in her eye as she leaned closer to Dhruthi.
“You know, Didi, I’ve always wondered about your sex life,” she whispered, her voice laced with a mixture of innocence and seduction. “You’re always so composed and professional at work. But I can sense a wild side lurking beneath the surface. Tell me, what’s the naughtiest thing you’ve ever done?”
Dhruthi felt a tingle run down her spine as her sister’s words ignited a fire within her. She took a sip of her wine, her mind flashing back to a secret she had kept buried deep inside her heart. A secret that involved a man who had awakened her deepest desires and made her question her boundaries.
“Well, little one,” Dhruthi began, her voice low and sultry, “I have a confession to make. There was a time when I let my lust get the better of me. I did something I never thought I would. I seduced my father-in-law, Rohit.”
Sunanda’s eyes widened in surprise. Her mouth formed a perfect ‘O’ of shock. “Didi! You and your father-in-law? But he is so old!”
Dhruthi laughed a throaty sound that sent shivers down Sunanda’s spine.
“Yes, he was older, but age didn’t matter when it came to the raw, primal desire that consumed us. It started as a forbidden attraction, a spark that ignited whenever our eyes met. Rohit had this aura of authority and power, but I could see the hunger in his eyes every time he looked at me.”
She took another sip of her wine, savouring the memory as if it were a fine vintage.
“It all began at a family gathering. I was wearing a saree, a sheer, almost transparent fabric that did little to hide my curves. Rohit’s gaze lingered on my body, and I felt a warmth between my thighs that I couldn’t ignore. I caught him staring at my breasts, his eyes darkening with desire. That night, I couldn’t sleep, my mind replaying his intense stare.”
“Oh my, this is getting juicy!” Sunanda exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with excitement. “Go on, Didi, tell me more.”
Dhruthi continued, her voice becoming huskier with each word.
“The next day, I deliberately wore a low-cut blouse, knowing I’d see him at lunch. I wanted to see if the spark was real, if it was just my imagination or if he truly desired me. As I entered the dining room, I saw him sitting at the head of the table, his eyes immediately locking with mine. I felt my nipples harden under his intense gaze, and I knew at that moment that I had to have him.”
“Didi, you’re making me hot just thinking about it!” Sunanda giggled, her cheeks flushed. “What did you do next?”
“I sauntered over to him, my hips swaying with every step, and sat on his lap, making sure my breasts brushed against his chest. He grunted, his hands instantly gripping my waist, pulling me closer. I could feel his erection pressing against my ass, and I knew he wanted me as much as I wanted him.”
Dhruthi took a moment to relish the memory, her fingers subconsciously tracing the curve of her wine glass.
“I whispered in his ear, ‘I know you want me, Rohit. I can feel it.’ He didn’t say a word, but his hands moved to my thighs, his fingers inching upwards, dangerously close to my wetness. I was so turned on I couldn’t think straight. I kissed him passionately, my tongue exploring his mouth while his hands cupped my breasts.”
“Damn, that’s hot!” Sunanda breathed, her eyes glistening with a mixture of lust and awe. “So, you just went for it right there?”
“Not quite,” Dhruthi said, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. “I wanted to tease him, to make him beg for it. So, I stood up, leaving him breathless, and walked away, knowing he’d follow. I led him to my bedroom, where I had lit scented candles and dimmed the lights. I wanted the atmosphere to be perfect for what was about to happen.”
“You’re such a tease, Didi!” Sunanda teased, her voice filled with admiration. “What happened next?”
“I turned to face him, my hands slowly untying the knot of my blouse. His eyes were fixed on my hands, watching as I exposed my creamy breasts, my nipples already hard and begging for attention. I let the blouse fall to the floor, revealing my lace bra, barely containing my heavy breasts. Rohit’s breath quickened, and I could see the bulge in his pants straining against the fabric.”
Dhruthi’s voice dropped to a whisper, her words dripping with desire. “I unhooked my bra, letting it slide off my shoulders, and stood before him, my breasts heaving with each breath. He reached out, his rough hands cupping my softness, his thumbs teasing my sensitive nipples. I moaned, my head falling back as waves of pleasure washed over me.”
“Oh, this is so steamy!” Sunanda whispered, her voice hoarse with arousal. “I can’t believe you’re telling me all this!”
“It was as if a dam had broken within me, and I became a woman possessed,” Dhruthi continued, her eyes glistening with the memory. “I pushed him onto the bed, straddling his waist, my wet pussy just inches from his face. I wanted him to taste me, to feel the heat I was experiencing. I ground my hips against his mouth. He obliged, his tongue flicking my clit, sending jolts of pleasure through my body.”
“I was on fire, my juices flowing as he licked and sucked my aching bud. I rode his face, my moans filling the room. His hands gripped my ass, holding me close as he devoured my pussy. I came, screaming his name, my body shaking with the force of my orgasm.”
Sunanda’s breathing was rapid now, her eyes locked on Dhruthi’s, hanging on her every word. “And then what? Did he fuck you, Didi?”
Dhruthi’s lips curved into a satisfied smile. “Not yet, my curious sister. I wanted to prolong the pleasure, to make him suffer a little more. I got off the bed, my body still trembling. I slowly removed my saree, revealing my naked body. I stood before him, my hands on my hips, daring him to take me.”
“He was a man on the edge, his control slipping away as he gazed at my glistening pussy. I teased him, running my fingers through my wetness, then bringing them to his lips, letting him taste my essence. He groaned, his eyes wild with desire.”
“I wanted to taste more of him, so I lowered myself, taking his hard cock into my mouth. I sucked him, my tongue swirling around his length, tasting his pre-cum. He gripped the bed sheets, his body tense as I deep-throated him, taking him all the way down my throat.”
“Oh, Didi, you’re making me so wet!” Sunanda moaned, her hand unconsciously moving to her thigh, her fingers gently caressing her skin.
Dhruthi’s eyes flickered to her sister’s hand, and she smiled, a wicked gleam in her eyes. “I wanted to feel him inside me, to be filled by his throbbing cock. I positioned myself above him, my hands guiding his length to my entrance. I lowered myself slowly, inch by inch, taking him deep into my wet heat. We both moaned as our bodies connected, his thick shaft stretching me, filling me in ways I had never experienced before.”
“I rode him, my hips moving in a slow, sensual rhythm, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through my body. He gripped my hips, guiding me, urging me to take him deeper. I leaned forward, my breasts brushing his chest, as I kissed him hungrily, our tongues dancing in a passionate embrace.”
The story paused as Dhruthi took a sip of wine, her eyes locked with Sunanda’s, both women caught in the heat of the moment. The night had become a celebration of their shared lust. It was a revelation of desires that would forever bind them in a web of erotic secrets.
As the wine flowed, the sisters shared more intimate confessions. The night deepened, and their bond grew stronger.
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