My Rakhi Sister, Swati – Part 3

“But then it struck me that I’ll probably never get a chance like this again, and so I decided to take the plunge. ‘As if you are perfectly fine!’ I said, sticking my tongue out at her as my eyes lay on Madam’s nipple pokies through her tee. ‘Arre, it is cold!’ Swati responded, cupping her boobs more seductively than modestly. ‘Accha?’ I asked, grinning at her, ‘did the cold make you pee too?’ I asked, pulled her thighs apart and ran my fingertips on the wetness in her pjs, praying and hoping she doesn’t throw me out on the street for it!” My fingers were deep in Asha’s pussy by now, and she was half in a trance, arms tight around my neck and eyes transfixed on me as I continued with my story.

“’Oh fuck it!’ was our slut’s only reaction. Madam put her hands down her pjs and started rubbing herself, ‘I’m too bloody horny, and it is just you!’ was her explanation. ‘Well, then don’t mind me’, I grinned back, and pulled out my tallywhacker to rub one off to my sister pleasuring herself.” I easily picked Asha’s lithe frame by the hips and stood up as I spoke. “Only, our dear slutakni stopped pleasuring herself to stare with wide open eyes at her first ever sight of a hard cock”.

I placed Asha on the dining table, and guided my throbbing member into her wet and welcoming pussy as I continued; Asha merely hummed contently as the hot rod entered her furnace-like pussy. “’Dude, it is so big!’ her hand came out of her pjs and grabbed my cock, ‘and so… soft to touch while so hard!’ ‘Well so are your boobs!’ I responded, barely even feeling her hand on my cock as I enjoyed my sister’s breasts. The next thing I knew, we were naked and kissing each other”, I began to speed up my thrusts into Asha. “So yeah, we began our fuck-games ten years ago, ironically, on raksha bandhan day!”

By now, Asha was screaming in ecstasy from her first orgasm and I was grunting with the sheer force with which I was fucking my dreamgirl. “Fuck my ass!” She said, panting to catch her breath from the orgasm. “Are you sure?” I asked, hesitantly. “Swati and I always use a buttplug to loosen her ass for a few hours before going anal”, I said, laying on her and panting to catch my breath too. “Why should Swati get all the cherry popping fun? I have no cherry in my pussy, but my ass is pure and virgin, and I feel naughty enough to pop it”, she said, grinning and squeezing my balls as she spoke. “Ok, ok! Stop popping my balls, I’ll fuck your ass. Let me go get some lube”, I tried prying her hand open to move away, when she held on tighter. “Lube is for pussies”, she said, giggling. “Come on, you know I like the pain. Or are you too scared?” she stuck her tongue out at me, and let go off my balls.

“Fuck you, bitch!” I pulled her off the table and twirled her around unceremoniously. Asha lost her balance, fell face first into the table and moaned as I smacked her ass. “I hope you didn’t catch some VD during your whoring around, bitch; I’m not wearing any rubber”, I pulled her ponytail and yanked at it till her back was arched and she was groaning from the pain in her scalp and her back. “You wanted it rough, babe, let’s rough it up!”

I pushed her face back onto the table and grabbed hold of her ass to guide my throbbing cock to her asshole. “Ready?” “No”, Asha spat back, and I pushed my cock in one powerful thrust into her puckered, dry, unsuspecting hole. “Aaaaargghhh”, we both screamed from the pain of sensitive, dry skin rubbing against each other; only my cockhead had managed to enter her. “It hurts! Oh motherfucker, it is fucking painful!” Asha was crying and still screaming from the pain of her anal deflowering as I pushed in some more, “you asked for it, bitch! So take it and stop being a baby about it!” I continued thrusting, screaming from the sheer pain as her ass gripped my cock like a vise.

What I didn’t anticipate was Asha’s response. She was still crying and screaming and thrashing around from the pain as I held her down and pushed inexorably into her violated ass. But when I paused to let the pain subside a bit, she yelled at me, “Haraamkhor, don’t stop! Fuck me, fuck my fucking virgin ass! Tear it fucking open!” she screamed, exhorting me into action again. “Randi, saali, kutiye! Can’t you be quieter about losing your virginity? I’m trying to sleep”, Swati said, giggling as she entered the dining room with a plate of toasts. “Look, Swati, no lube!” I yelled at her, and thrust further in till the entire length of my cock was deep in the recesses of her shithole. I fell on her with the exertion, my cock throbbing inside her from both pain and excitement, as we both let out a long, loud groan. “Guys, keep it down! We have neighbours! They moved in just last week and will probably have the landlord evict us if we make this kind of noise!” I grinned at Swati, pulled her by her left tit to kiss her, then stood up, picking Asha up with me.

As my cock embedded itself deeper in Asha’s petite ass, I pulled and tweaked her nipples, eliciting a sharp squeal of protest from her as I began thramming her ass. I held Asha by the thighs and merely moved her up and down on my cock as I stood next to the table. I joined in on the screaming, given how abrasive the initial few thrusts in her yet-to-loosen asshole was. Swati giggled and continued shushing us and eating.

As Asha’s asshole eventually loosened the slightest bit and I released some precum to lubricate the experience, we slowly reduced screaming and groaned, half in pleasure, at the fuck. Swati went off to watch TV while Asha and I continued, finally experiencing the pleasure of a buttfuck sans the pain. By this time, I was tired from holding her up – although she was quite light – so I let her stand while leaning forward, and continued fucking her pretty ass. Although we fucked for about twenty minutes, Asha was nowhere close to coming despite all her moans of pleasure, so I stopped mauling her boobs from behind and moved to play with her clit and induce an orgasm.

“Fuck you! Make me cum with just your cock, no cheating!” Asha shouted amidst her moans, swatting my hand away. “Bitch!” I yelled back as I dug my fingernails into her massive boobs, and leaned forward, hugging her and licking the nape of her neck. With the sheer tightness of her virgin asshole, I felt the familiar tightening in my balls so slowed down to a very slow pace to ensure I can maintain fucking her without coming. We both were breathing heavily from the exertion and quietly recuperated in the brief respite.

As I resumed the assfucking, Asha suddenly started moaning louder. “I’m quite close, don’t slow down!” I fucked her with renewed vigor, and got so worked up that I decided to inflict some more pain. I licked a nice juicy spot on the side of her long, elegant neck, placed my teeth on her neck with my mouth wide open, and bit her really hard – hard enough to draw a trickle of blood that flowed down her front, streaming between her breasts and mixing with the sweat.

The pain of the bite must have given her a sudden surge of adrenaline, I guess, because the next thing I know, Asha let out a bloodcurdling scream and started thrashing around. It was all I could do to hold her and continue fucking her asshole. Within seconds, she started squirting, all the while screaming and groaning. I couldn’t hold it in any further either, and I flooded her asshole too, spurting out reams and reams of my gooey cream. Swati calmly walked past us, looked inside the refrigerator, took a candy bar and walked back to the hall as if it was the most normal of thing to see two people in the throes of orgasm while buttfucking in her kitchen.

I lay on Asha while my cock slowly shrank down and slid out of her ass with a wet “plop”, then slid down to lie on the floor, panting still. After a couple of minutes, Asha too slid down onto me, lying on me, fighting to get her hyperventilating heart back to normal. “Wow”, she whispered, as I wrapped my arms around her. “Thank you for that, Asha!” I whispered back, feeling insanely grateful. “You are welcome, my new boyfriend”, she giggled, and playfully bit my nipple as I yelped out my protest.

To be continued.

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