The Childhood Games

This is a true sex story and none of the facts has been remolded to alter the eroticism. I won’t shy away from describing myself as a young, desperate, 20-something horny guy. I am what I am. I am just like most of the males in India (a country that is horribly sex deprived).

I am Kanan from Kolkata, a recently graduated engineer from NIT Patna with a degree in Civil Engineering and currently undergoing a training at L&T Kolkata. My dad is an army officer and my mother is a banker at ICICI. My sister Shreya who is 2 years younger to me is pursuing homeopathy from NIH Kolkata.

The sex story is about the time when Shreya was in class XIIth and I was in 2nd year of my engineering. It was the month of June and I was home for 60 days of summer vacation. It was scorching heat around Kolkata with a hell lot of humidity that made things only worse.

Dad was posted in Sikkim and mom had a 9 to 5 job which left Shreya and me alone in the house for the whole day. Shreya had her separate room to herself because she needed to study for her 12th board exams and medical entrance exams. During my summer vacations, Shreya usually shared her room with me.

Though Shreya was my own sister, I have always had a strong crush on her since childhood. She was as bold as all Bengali women. She was fair and tall, had a round face with long hair tied to her back in a neat pony tail. She usually wore a skirt and a top in the house. All in all, she looked elegant, bold, and beautiful almost always. Despite my strong crush on Shreya, I had never done anything wrong with her and neither thought about doing something of sorts. But one fine day things took an odd turn.

It was just another ordinary day and I woke up at 10 o’ clock. Mom was already gone; she used to leave her office at 8 in the morning. Shreya was sitting in a chair in the corner of our room. Her legs were straight up on the small table kept just in front of her. She had a book in her hand. She woke up at 6 a.m every day to study.

Shreya looked up towards me and smiled. “Good morning, bhaiya. Wake up! It is too late now. Mumma has kept some sandwiches in the kitchen. Go and eat.”

I smiled back, nodding my head in reply.

Shreya quickly turned back to her book and continued studying. My eyes, however, caught hold of something else. As Shreya shifted back in her chair, folding her legs in a crossed position, she revealed a lot of what was mysteriously hidden inside her skirt. Her teenage pussy was clearly visible between the folds of her skirt.

She had not worn a panty. My eyes were transfixed inside her skirt. It was as if, something didn’t allow me to look away. I felt lured to keep on staring at it forever. I was looking at Shreya’s womanhood for the first time. Shreya had turned 18 just two months back. She was an adult. And the thick, dark pussy that peeped out of the skirt was just an evidence of her adulthood.

She had a beautiful pinkish labia, surrounded by a thick line of disheveled hair which gave it a tinge of darkness. My mouth was wide open with a strange hunger setting within when suddenly Shreya shifted in her chair again, this time closing her legs back. She was still studying, unaware of all that was going on in my mind.

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I didn’t realize when my dick stood up with a boner all of a sudden. I hid it under the elastic of my boxers as I got up from my bed and walked towards the bathroom in a haste and brushed my teeth and began taking a shower. My mind was still engrossed with what I just saw a couple of minutes back. My heart was still pulsating in excitement.

After having a shower, I reached for the towel which was kept on a rod on one of the walls and once again, my eyes fell onto something else. Just next to the towel, was a pair of Calvin Klein panties. They were Shreya’s underwear. One was a dull brown and another was black in color.

Both were dirty and Shreya must have kept them for washing. Almost in an instant I picked up the panties and brought them close to my nose. And, I sniffed them. My eyes were closed as I breathed in the scent. A raw sweaty smell was fresh as a hint of moisture could be easily felt on them. I smelled them for a couple of minutes and brought it close to my mouth. I put my tongue out and licked it gently while my left hand was subtly stroking my penis.

AND ALL OF A SUDDEN THE DOOR CREAKED OPEN!

I turned around in a jiffy. The panties were still in my hand. It was Shreya. Maybe the door wasn’t locked properly.

“What are you doing bhaiya?” Shreya spoke with shock stirred in her voice.
” I was just…. umm… actually, Shreya…” I couldn’t speak.

Shreya walked away without any further interrogation. I was left embarrassed. The panties were still in my hand. I looked down and the boner was gone. I kept the panties back on the rod as I walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around my waist. Shreya was sitting on the chair just as before. She looked up at me. Maybe, she was expecting a justification from me.

“I am sorry, Shreya! I was carried away. I am really sorry. I just couldn’t control my hormones.” I spoke.

“Did you really fantasize about me? I mean, you fantasized about your own sister?” Shreya looked straight into my eyes.

I kept quiet. I had no words. It was better to stay silent. Suddenly Shreya burst out into an uncontrollable laughter. She laughed out loud, jumping back in her chair.

“Look at your face bhaiya! You look so scared! Hahahahahaha!” Shreya was still laughing. I was shocked. How could she laugh in such an hour of seriousness?

“What is there to laugh about it Shreya? I was appalled.

“It’s okay! Don’t act innocent now. I don’t have any problem with you sniffing my panties. But tell me one thing bhaiya! Shreya spoke, still smiling.

“What?” I cut short.

“Did you really fantasize about me? Am I that hot? Not a single boy has ever flirted with me. I almost thought that I was ugly as a pig. Hahahahaha!” Shreya broke into a laughter again.

“You are hot Shreya!” I replied. Shreya stopped laughing and looked into my eyes. She was serious now. I suddenly realized my blunder. Maybe I have offended her again.

Shreya got up from her chair and walked up straight towards me. I closed my eyes in a reflex, expecting a tight slap from her. And all of a sudden, a warm touch embraced my lips which grew tighter as I opened my eyes. Shreya was holding my head tightly as she pressed her lips against mine.

We both were locked into a warm smooch as time suddenly stopped around me. The world seemed to revolve like a fairy tale. I couldn’t believe anything that was happening. I was actually having a smooch with Shreya. I was kissing my own sister in her lips. I held her by her waist and kissed back in reciprocation. We kissed for almost a minute.

Suddenly Shreya stepped back and removed her top. And her large round dark breasts jiggled out. It was topped with black nipples that were teasing to be sucked. “What are you doing Shreya?” I spoke, almost shocked.

“Shhhhh….. ” Shreya put a finger on my lips and cut me short. She then pulled the knot of my towel and pulled me onto the bed.

It was too much for me. My hormones were shooting up like anything now. I got on top of Shreya and kissed on her lips again. I bit her lower lips while my hands were grabbing her breasts. I was pressing them softly. She raised her arms in pleasure, revealing her hairy armpits. It was sweaty and the strong erotic scent from them was teasing me. I moved up and licked her underarms while still pressing her boobs. Shreya was moaning very loudly.

I got up and lifted her skirt. And there it was again, that dark and hairy pussy which was teasing me in the morning. Only it was closer to me now. The pinkish labia was still sitting around the pussy. Shreya sat up and I pulled her close to me. I inserted my middle finger into her vagina. I tried to reach the upper walls of the inside of her vagina. It felt soft and moist with precum dripping from the side.

I quickly pulled out the finger and brought it to my mouth. It was salty. The taste was raw and tangy as a lemon. There was a tinge of sweat that had built up from a day’s hard work. I put my finger back into her pussy and started stroking her softly. I could feel a soft piece of muscle inside her vagina. Her hymen was intact. She was still a virgin.

After a couple of minutes of playing with her mango juices, I laid on my stomach as I pushed her legs wide open. I licked her wet vagina with a sweep and pressed my mouth deep into the sweetness of her pink labia. I put my out my tongue deep into the walls of her vagina and sucked in all the treasure mango juice that was dripping onto my mouth.

Shreya’s eyes were closed as she moaned loudly with uncontrollable pleasure. I ate Shreya’s pussy like a hungry dog. I kept on consuming her love juices for another couple of minutes when suddenly a shower of watery liquid burst out on my face. Shreya had her first orgasm. She just squirted for the first time in her life and it was her brother who made it happen.

The squirt was strong. The precum was mixed with a little bit of urine, giving it a peculiar taste and smell. I licked it all. My penis was hard as an iron rod. It was ready to bang my little sister with all its might.

“Bhaiyya! Take away my virginity. Fulfill all your fantasies today. Fuck your little sister like a whore!” Shreya spoke while looking at me in a naughty slut. She winked at me as she spoke, still trembling with the pleasure of her first squirt.

I grabbed Shreya by her waist and pulled her skirt down. I moved up and was about to slowly move my erect penis into the innocent pussy of my naughty little sister.

“Do it slowly. Remember I am still a virgin.” Shreya winker at me as she spoke.

I moved on top of her and kissed on the lips and gently pushed my dick into her vagina. She trembled with pain and shouted while resisting the hard push from my penis. I gave another strong push and it was in! My sister was no more a virgin.

And it was her brother who broke her seal. Shreya gave out a loud cry as the breaking of her seal caused a lot of pain to her, while I kept on fucking her hard banging her against the bed. I rubbed myself against her body that glistened with sweat. I fucked her like there was no tomorrow. I made her my little whore.

After around twenty minutes of good fucking, Sreya came again. She had her second orgasm, a stronger one. She was exhausted now. It was her first sex and she couldn’t bear any longer. I moved my penis out slowly. It was painted in blood. It was the blood from her broken hymen. The bed sheet below was stained in blood too.

I sat up and wiped my penis clean with the bedsheet and moved closer to Shreya. Her eyes were closed. She was breathing softly. She was completely spent. I grabbed her by her hair, softly, so as not to hurt her, and gently pushed my erect penis into her mouth. Shreya opened her eyes as she felt the hardness in her mouth.

She held my back and started to stroke my penis gently with her mouth. I could feel the warmth of her saliva on my dick. And it was only a matter of few seconds that I came in her mouth. I released my load of semen in Shreya’s mouth as she struggled to keep it in. I kept her mouth tightly fixed to my penis and released all my stress in her. Slowly, she drank it all.

I took out my penis and slept beside her. We cuddled for the next couple of hours.

It was a strange day for both of us. We never talked anything about it that day. Though, occasionally when we were left alone at home in future, we had sex every time. We fulfilled each other’s fantasies.

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