Bonding Between Siblings – Part 1

Hi, my name is Sanket. Today, I am writing a fictional story about the incestuous relationship between a brother and sister. The heroine of the story is Himani.

Himani is around 5’3 tall, with soft white skin, a bit puffy with just the right amount of flesh in the right places. Her face is round, with silky hair up to her waist, an average forehead, big brown eyes adorned by nerdy spectacles, a slightly big nose, and juicy pink lips. Her figure can be estimated as 34-28-30.

The hero is her brother Pratik who is 5’8 tall, athletic, wheatish complexion, have beady eyes with a prominent jawline, and no facial hair. Pratik is younger than Himani by 2 years.

They are a family of three – their mother, Himani, and Pratik. Their father passed away when both of them were young. Their mother is a doctor and they all live with their uncle and aunt who both are doctors and their 2 kids.

Our story began when Himani was at her home after her second year B.E. Exams. It was a week before she had to return to her hostel. Himani was lazing on her bed in her room that afternoon, texting her friend.

Her friend had sent a flirtatious text and she was about to reply to him when Pratik barged into the room. Seeing his sister smile, Pratik had an urge to tease her. He went up to her, and before Himani could reply, he snatched the phone from her saying, “Who are you talking to? Let me see.”

Before he could do anything, Himani jumped on her brother and wrestled him back, demanding that he gave the phone back. As Pratik struggled to get away from his sister’s grip, Himani tried to snatch the phone back.

Pratik started tickling her and soon and Himani was under Pratik begging him to stop, as he sat on her and pinned her down. They were breathing heavily. Then Pratik drooped a bit to catch his breath when his eyes fell on his sister’s boobs. That was the first time he noticed her as a woman.

Seeing how Himani had grown, Pratik felt a bit attracted to her. He tickled her a bit, this time to feel her soft skin. Himani laughed, unaware of her brother’s intentions. In the heat of the moment, their faces were close to each other.

Pratik had an urge to kiss his sibling. He couldn’t resist and went straight ahead and kissed Himani on her lips. Himani was caught off guard. She didn’t understand what was happening. Pratik kept his lips on hers, sucking on her upper lip. Unbeknownst to herself, Himani reciprocated. It felt so right to kiss her brother. Soon, they started smooching each other.

They forgot about their surroundings and were lost in the sensation of kissing each other. Pratik was cupping Himani’s face and inserting his tongue in her mouth, while Himani held his head and accepted his advances.

Pratik was thinking about going further but suddenly, he heard their aunt calling. Then they pulled back. They both were out of breath and flustered and what had just happened. Caught in the heat and unaware of what to do, Pratik mumbled an apology and left the room.

He then went straight to the bathroom where he masturbated, cleaned up, and went back to help his aunt. Himani too was in shock. She too felt a tingling sensation in her pussy.

She closed the door and masturbated, yet she did not feel satisfied. She felt as if something was amiss. Then she ignored the feeling and went back to text her friend.

Later that evening, Pratik and Himani avoided any kind of contact. There was tension kind of between them. After dinner, Himani went for a walk on the terrace. Pratik was already there, making arrangements to sleep.

Himani silently kept the jar of water her mom had given to take it to her brother upstairs and was unsure what to say. Then she started walking around the terrace in silence. Pratik was frustrated because of this silence. Then he asked her-

Pratik: Tu kuch bolegi nahi? (Won’t you say something?)

Himani: Kya fayda? Tu apne mann ki hi karega na? (What’s the point? You will do whatever you want, right?)

Pratik: Dekh, I am sorry. Maaf kar na Himani. Us time mere se control hi nahi hua (See, I am sorry. Please forgive me Himani. I was unable to control myself at that time.)

Himani: Apni sagi badi behan pe chance maar raha tha tu. Kuch sharam hai tujhe? (You were taking advantage of your real elder sister. Have you no shame?)

Pratik: Dheere bol, koi sun lega. aur main chance maar raha tha!? Tu jo kar rahi thi wo kya tha? (Lower your voice lest someone may hear us. And I was taking advantage!? What was it that you were doing?)

Himani: Wo natural reaction hota hai. Main shock mein thi (That was a natural reaction. I was in shock).

Pratik: Tujhe kaise pata? Isse pehle kiya hai toone ye sab? Tere reaction se laga nahi tu shock mein thi karke (How do you know? Have you done any of this before? It didn’t seem like you were in shock judging by your reaction)

Himani: Badi behan hu main teri. Tujhe ye sab batana zaroori nahi. Aur tu dhang se reh. Zyada hoshiyaari ki to yaad rakhna, mujhse bura koi nahi hoga. (I am your elder sister. I don’t need to tell you anything. And you need to be within your limits. Try acting over smart and I’ll be your enemy.)

Pratik: Kya karegi tu? (What will you do?)

Then their mother called from downstairs: Both of you, stop fighting. Don’t make me come there.

Himani: Mummy ko bata doongi ki tere mobile mein gand-gandi videos hai (I will tell mom that you have dirty videos on your phone)

Pratik: Hai hi nahi (They don’t exist).

Himani: DCIM, Camera rolls, Biology lectures.

Pratik: Toone mera phone dekha!? (You saw my phone!)

Himani stuck her tongue out and started running towards the stairs. This time, Pratik overtook her and pulled her back. Himani managed to escape and ran toward the water tank, calling names to Pratik.

Pratik went after his sister Himani. Seeing that Himani was close to the tank, Pratik gave her a slight push. Himani crashed into the tank but was able to avoid any injuries. She turned to run away, but Pratik had her pinned again.

They were looking at each other. Their breathing was heavy. Their faces were inches away from each other. Pratik leaned a little forward, testing Himani’s will to kiss. As Himani leaned toward Pratik, puckering her lips, eager to kiss. Then Pratik leaned back and said-

Pratik: Lag nahi raha tu resist kar rahi hai (That doesn’t look like you are resisting).

She replied: Hmm.

He then leaned into her and their lips met again. They began to kiss passionately. Their saliva started to mix up. Pratik let his hand slide over her boobs, but Himani stopped him. She pulled back and said-

Himani: Dekh apan sagge Bhai behan hai. Kiss tak theek hai. Usse aage hum nahi badh sakte. (See, we are real siblings. Kissing is ok, but we can’t go any further than that.)

Pratik said: Theek hai (okay).

Then they began to kiss again.

Just then, their mother called the from below: Arre Himani, ghoomna hua nahi kya ab tak? (Arre Himani, are you not done walking yet?)

They got separated and Himani went downstairs.