My Sister And Me

I went to Canada on a project work for 2 months. My sister & brother in law came to receive me. We all went home. My sister had made nice food. I had seen both of them were tense and there was something which bothers them.

I watched them for 2 days my BIL goes to office by 8.00 am and returns by 9.00 pm. My sis also working goes by 9.00pm and returns by 6.00 pm. On the third day evening It was on Saturday my BIL went to Canada for a weeks time on official work.

In the evening I was sitting in my bedroom my sister came and and asked do u want anything . I asked her who is taking wine. She said loves drinking wine. I was stunned . she said would u like to have it I will give u company. She bought two glasses and poured .

We were talking about our relatives and our lives during which we have finished half bottle. I slowly started to ask her what’s the problem with them. She said nothing. I insisted her to tell me if she feels i am there for her . immediately she started crying on my shoulder. I said please don’t cry if u tell me I will see that if I could help her.

She said that she cant tell me as I am her small brother. I again told her to stop telling bullshit come directly to the matter. Its about sex. I am not satisfied with him. Its become boring for us.

She went on the say “it was always the same, Saravanan would kiss me, touch me a little, then roll on top of me and it was over before you know it.”

By then the wine was getting the better of me too and I asked somewhat incredulously “are you telling me that’s the way it was all the time, nothing else?”

“Yup, nothing else,” she answered with a nod and looked down.

I didn’t want to embarrass her, so I tried to choose my words carefully. “So sis, did you guys ever try other positions or do other things, like oral sex or anything?” I asked softly.

“No, never,” she answered. “Saravanan thought oral sex was dirty, so we never did it,” she added quietly.

“I know this may be embarrassing for you Swetha, but since Saravanan was your only partner, does that mean you’ve never had oral, giving or receiving?” I asked, trying not to sound too surprised or overbearing.

“Never,” was her sole response, and she looked away once more.

I was simply shocked into silence. My sister was a beautiful, sexy woman, how could her husband not want to explore every inch or her body? How could any guy not want to do everything possible to please her and make her as happy as she deserved to be? Suddenly, erotic images of my sister and I together came back into my brain, images that I had pushed out of my mind for years came flooding back. Blood flowed to my cock as I looked at my sister as a sexual being for the first time since I lusted after her as a teen. “What the fuck was I thinking?” I asked myself.

I needed to cool off a bit and assumed that maybe I had pushed things too far too fast, so I quickly changed the subject and we finished dinner covering more urbane topics. After dinner I sat myself beside her on the sofa . She asked “it’s getting cold in here, do you think we can have a fire?”

“Good idea,” I responded, and got up to make the fireplace ready. My Dad kept the place well stocked with wood, so before you knew it the fire was crackling away and I took my place next to my sister once again, only this time closer. I thought to myself how erotic the scene between us was, and wondered what things would be like if she were not my sister but rather a date.

I turned the lights off and we sat quietly watching the flames for a long time when my sister looked at me and finally broke the silence with “can I ask you a personal question?”

“Sure Swetha, I asked you a few earlier,” I responded and smiled at her with encouragement.

“Did you and your wife have oral sex?” she pondered softly.

I let her question sink in and said “Yes Swetha, we did it pretty often.” I added “she y wasn’t real big on doing it to me, but loved to receive it, so I did it to her all the time.”

“I though guys didn’t like doing it,” she questioned meekly.

“I can’t speak for all guys, but I love giving pleasure to my partner, and women really seem to respond well to my tongue,” I told her trying not to sound too full of myself.

“I’ve always wondered what it would be like,” she said almost in a whisper. We sat in silence for another long while when she asked “did you guys do lots of positions, you know, other than guy on top?”

I tried not to giggle at my sister’s naivety, and simply said “yes Swetha, we tried lots of things.”

Having a conversation like that with a beautiful woman in such a romantic setting, my body started working on instinct. My prick was throbbing in my pants uncontrollably and in need of adjustment before I embarrassed myself, so I told her I had to take a pee.

She said “me too,” and fortunately stood before me and started towards the bathroom, giving me an opportunity to fix my problem prior to standing. She went in first to do her business, so I went to the kitchen and poured us each another glass of wine, then put them on the table in the room. I waited outside the bathroom until she exited and upon seeing me smiled weakly as she walked past and said “your turn.”

I closed the door, splashed cold water on my face and stared at myself in the mirror. I was in love with my sister as a kid, but had tried to erase the illicit thoughts of my sister ever since. After finally doing my business, I adjusted my cock upwards in my boxers, and exited the room.

Upon entering the room, I was surprised to find that Swetha had taken the cushions off the sofa and placed them on the floor in front of the fireplace and covered them with a blanket. She was laying with her head propped up on a pillow, our two wine glasses standing on the floor near her head. She looked so beautiful stretched out before the fire, the golden flames reflected on her pretty face making her eyes sparkle. The sight was simply amazing and I just stood and stared, my cock hardening once more.

“Come join me, it’s warmer here,” she said softly and patted the cushion behind her. Almost in a trance I walked over and eased myself down behind her, carefully hiding my erection. She wiggled her body back into me in the spoon position and said: “hold me, it’s been ages since anyone held me.” I wrapped my arms around her and hugged her tight, yet eased my ass back to avoid contact between her bottom and my groin. With a contented shy, she then shook her ass a bit which brought her bottom against my hard cock, our bodies completely touching from head to toe.

I tried to stay as still as possible, praying she could not detect my arousal, my senses totally alive. I could feel the heat of her skin and the subtle movements of her breathing as I held her close. I closed my eyes and I couldn’t remember being this turned on or more nervous than at this moment.

We snuggled in silence for some time when my sister asked almost in a whisper ” can I ask you a favor?”

“Sure sis,” I replied,

“For the rest of the weekend, or maybe just the rest of the night, can we pretend we’re not brother and sister?” she asked softly.

“Wha, what do you mean Swetha?” I stammered, my mind racing.

She rolled onto her back, turned to me and slowly said: “well, I mean like we’re not brother and sister, but maybe just two people on a date or a romantic getaway.” Before I could respond, she leaned her face into mine and gave me a short, soft kiss on the lips, then pulled back and gazed into my eyes once more.

Sweat formed on my brow and I asked “are you saying what I think you’re saying? Do you want this to be a date, a romantic date?”

“Yes ” she said breathlessly and gave me a weak smile while she brushed her fingers across my cheek. After a long pause, she added “I want you to do anything you’d usually do. She then moved her head back away from me and closed her eyes as if awaiting her sentence from a jury.

I moved my face forward and pressed my lips against hers, for the first time as her lover.

She sighed into my mouth as we kissed, softly but then with more urgency. We kissed with eyes closed for what seemed like hours until I pulled away and whispered: “I told you I wanted to pamper you sis, so please lie back and let me take good care of you.”

She looked at me with fire in her eyes and said “okay, you’re in charge.” With that I leaned over her and began kissing her once more, my tongue entering her mouth to play with hers. As we kissed my hands moved to her blouse and I began to unbutton it, top to bottom.

I kissed her again and opened her blouse completely, revealing a lacy white bra which firmly held her lovely breasts. She grinned at me, then arched her back and snaked her hands under her to unclasp it for me. When she removed her hands, I pressed my lips to hers once more and lightly traced my fingers up and down her belly. I slowly moved them upwards and gently slipped them under the fabric of her bra.

Her breasts were soft and warm, and I lovingly stroked them for a long time. When I finally made contact with her nipples, she moaned into my mouth and kissed me harder, using her hands to pull my face into hers.

As I toyed with her nipples, I moved my kisses away from her mouth to her cheek, ears, neck, and shoulders. I lightly kissed, licked and nibbled her all over, drawing contented sighs from my big sister. My kisses slowly moved lower until I reached her chest. I pushed her bra out of the way and looked at her uncovered tits for the first time; perfect, with tiny pink nipples standing amid her aureola.

I softly kissed each one, then began licking and sucking them, one at a time while my fingers played with the other, her fingers running through my hair. Sometimes I was gentle, sometimes a bit more ruff, trying to find what pleased her most. She made all kinds of soft sounds as I showered attention on her breasts, her body rising up and down with her heavy breathing.

I then slowly kissed my way down her belly, touching and tickling her ribs as I went. I placed soft butterfly kisses over her tender skin as I softly stroked her sides. Her head was moving side to side and her legs couldn’t keep still, opening and closing over and over. I moved my face to her belly button and started to softly kiss and lick it, just like it was a little pussy, making her sigh “ohhh .”

I moved my left hand back to her nipples and started caressing, while my right hand moved to her crotch. I cupped her womanhood in my hand for the first time and she moaned “yesssss.” I started to slowly add more pressure to her groin and began rubbing my fingers up and down her slit through her panties. She opened her legs completely and began pushing her snatch into my hand. I continued this for some time, hoping to stoke her fire like never before.

After a while, I sat up on my hips and moved my body down hers. I reached for the front of her skirt pulled the nada. She raised her head and stared me in the eyes, but the look on her face told me she didn’t want me to stop. I grasped her skirt at the hips and started to pull them down, and she put her head back down and arched her back to assist me. I pulled them off and tossed them on the floor, then gazed at her nearly naked form with awe. She had a little pair of white lace panties on which matched her bra.

I moved between her legs and started kissing her all over; her knees, her thighs, her hips, careful to avoid her pussy and prolong her anticipation. I slowly kissed my way up from her knees to the inside of her thighs and stopped just short of her pussy. I was certain Saravanan didn’t talk in bed, so I thought I’d try something new. “Swetha, do you want me to kiss your pussy baby?” I asked.

“Ohh, please ,” she moaned loudly.

“Please what Swetha?” I asked softly as I rubbed my finger across her panty covered mound.

“Please kiss it,” she blubbered. I moved my hands to her knees and spread her legs wide, then lowered my face to her crotch, kissing her pussy through her panties for the first time. Her hands moved to the back of my head as she pressed her mound into my face with a long “ohhhh.” I kissed her pussy, yet she seemed more intent on humping my nose and chin as she dragged my face up and down her slit.

After a few minutes I pulled my head back once more and said “Swetha, do you want me to take your panties off and lick your little pussy sweetie?”

“Ohhh god yes, please lick my pussy!” she whimpered loudly, rolling her head from side to side. Once again I was struck with an idea that I doubted Saravanan had ever tried, so I grabbed the sides of her panties firmly in each hand, then ripped them off her body, tearing them in two. “Ohhhhhh!” she screamed surprised at my boldness.

I pulled my shirt over my head, then moved my face to her pussy once more and softly placed kisses all up and down her uncovered slit. I slid my tongue out of my mouth and gently licked her engorged pussy lips, up one side then down the other. Her hands squeezed my head as she experienced the feeling of a tongue on her bare flesh for the very first time. I savored the taste and smell, knowing I was the first person to be given the privilege of licking her.

I used the fingers of my left hand to open her lips up so I could delve my tongue deep inside of her. I ran my tongue up and down her folds, then forced it in and out like a little cock as she moaned loudly “ohhh yes ” I knew from her sounds and the way her body was moving that her orgasm was close, so I slid my tongue up her grove and gently licked her clit for the first time. She instantly cried out and clamped her thighs against my head. I started to lightly flick her hood with only the tip of my tongue, then softly blew on it causing her to cry out again and again.

I wanted to finish her off in memorable fashion, so I sucked on two fingers of my right hand and eased them into her pussy as I licked her clit. She made sobbing sounds as I began sliding my fingers in and out of her, amazed at hot and wet she was.

She started rocking her hips into me in time with my probing digits. Her vocalizations became higher pitched as I increased the speed of my finger fucking, and lapped harder at her clit. I moved my left hand under her bottom and rubbed my thumb across her asshole, a sensation I hoped was new to her.

Swetha then started screaming “yes, yes, yes,” over and over, then let out a long “awwwwwwwwww,” as her body bounced against my face in the joy of an orgasm. I kept licking and probing her hoping to make her sensations last as long as possible.

After what seemed like hours, Swetha’s body slowed to a stop and her moaning softly died out. Her head was laying on it’s side, hair glued to her face with sweat. Her legs were open obscenely before me, but I loved the entire picture. “Was that good sis?” I asked her.

“Are you kidding me?” she asked incredulously, then added softly “that was incredible little brother, the best I’ve ever felt.” After a long pause she said softly “thank you.”

I moved up her body and feasted of her lips again, pushing my tongue into her mouth. As I did I gently ran my fingers up and down her wet slit, hoping to keep her highly stimulated. “We’re not done yet sis, don’t you want me to fuck you?” I whispered in her ear.

She whimpered and said “yes please fuck me. I need you inside me .” I took her by the wrist and pushed her hand to my groin and said “good Swetha, I want to fuck you too. Can you feel how hard I am for you sis?”

“Oh yes so hard,” she sighed as her hand wandered over my bulge.

“I’ve never been this hard in my life Swetha, you did this to me,” I told her truthfully.

“Please please fuck me now,” she whispered and kissed me once more.

I wanted her to be a more active participant in our lovemaking, so I broke away from her kiss, rolled onto my back and said “undress me Swetha.” She quickly sat up and quickly reached for my jeans. She unbuttoned them, unzipped them and pulled them down my legs. She then grabbed my boxers and pulled them down too.

Her eyes went to my crotch and she just stared for a moment saying ” you’re huge.”

Now, I know I’m not huge, but I do have a solid seven inches, and it’s pretty thick too. “Touch it Swetha,” I said softly.

She moved next to my hips and reached for my cock. She gently wrapped her hand around it and said “so hard .”

“Did you ever stroke Saravanan’s for him Swetha?” I asked quietly.

“No ,” she replied, staring at her hand and my cock.

“Stroke mine then sis,” I told her, and she immediately began running her soft hand up and down my shaft, slick with pre-cum. The feeling was wonderful as I watched her attend to my erection, but I wanted this to be a night of firsts for her. “Did you ever kiss Saravanan’s sis?” I asked, certain she had not.

“No ,” she replied again, but before I could tell her what to do she moved her lips to my cock and softly placed kisses all over the head of it, her hand still running up and down it’s length.

I moaned out loud at the amazing sight before me. My beautiful sister, naked as the day she was born, stroking and kissing my cock. “Please lick it Swetha,” I almost begged, and she ran her tongue across the head of my dick. She began sucking on the head, then turned her face and looked into my eyes while she did.

I moaned again as I saw the incredibly sexy look on the face of my usually shy sister. I knew I’d blow my load too quickly like this, and I really wanted to fuck my sister badly, so I sat up a bit and put my hands under her arms and pulled her up to me.

I wanted to fuck her in a new position, maybe doggie, but I really wanted to look her in the eyes as I came, so I pushed her onto her back and climbed between her outstretched legs. I took my cock in my hand and slowly ran it up and down her pussy lips and asked her “are you ready sis?”

“Yes, please fuck me bro,” she mewed and put her hands on my hips. I slowly lowered myself into her inch by inch, making us both cry out in pleasure. “Yes ,” she sighed as I moved in deeper

I couldn’t believe how tight she was, but I soon hit rock bottom. She moaned loudly, so I asked “are you okay Swetha?”

“Better than ever , now fuck me baby brother,” she responded and kissed me hard. I slowly slid my cock out a couple of inches, then firmly drove it back into her. She groaned “yessss,” as I began pumping in and out of her sopping wet snatch. She moved her hands to my chest and wrapped her legs around my back, pulling me into her harder and harder. I stopped humping for a moment and grabbed her by the knees and pushed one then the other over my shoulders.

I then started fucking her in earnest, moving my entire length in and out of her. Her body moved in time with mine and we soon were slapping into one another with abandon. Strange sounds rolled out of her mouth over and over, while I grunted like an animal as I pounding into her, sweat dripping off my forehead.

I was getting close to cumming and I thought she was too, so I doubled my efforts and fucked harder than I ever had in my life. “Ohhhh god, I’m gonna cum she shrieked, and thrashed her head to and fro. She then screamed “cumming ” followed by a long series of loud, unintelligible noises.

I wrapped my arms around her thighs and pumped for all I was worth. I felt the cum boiling in my balls, arched my back as my body stiffened, then shot my load into my sister’s warm pussy. I pushed Swetha’s legs off my shoulders and collapsed in a heap across her body, totally spent.

We laid in each others arms for a long while trying to catch our breath. We were covered in sweat and the fire had died down so I pulled the blanket over us as we cuddled happily together. Swetha looked up at me with love in her eyes as we gently kissed one another. “I love you ,” she said hugging me tightly, her eyes beginning to water.

“I love you too Swetha,” I responded, my eyes beginning to flow as well. With that, we both fell asleep in eachother’s arms.

And this was only the start of the weekend!

….To be continued

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