I am a twenty-year-old well-built guy with a strong six-foot frame, broad shoulders, hard chest, visible six-pack, thick powerful arms and long strong legs. I believe sex should never be rushed. A partner’s body must be prepared slowly. Feel her warm skin, listen to her breathing, taste her growing wetness and build her need until she is desperate and ready. Only then does real satisfaction come for both. I always try to give my partner something she will never forget.
I also believe the best place for this is inside the family. Why go outside to some hotel or lonely spot, finish in minutes and leave the girl unsatisfied, her pussy still fluttering and dripping while she feels used? At home everything stays secret. No one knows. We can take hours, explore every inch, stop and start again, give each other full pleasure without fear. That is my thinking.
Sometimes small incidents shake you inside. You might see your sister changing clothes by mistake or catch a glimpse of a relative’s heavy round breasts while she works or feeds her child. Your cock instantly gets rock-hard, throbs painfully against your pants, and all you can think about is touching, sucking and claiming that body. You forget she is your sister or relative. Only raw need remains.
In our house live my parents and my two elder sisters, Pinky and Seeta. Both are two years older than me, fair-skinned, beautiful, with long thick hair, attractive figures, full round breasts and slim waists with slightly wide hips. One day mother gave me a small list and sent me to the nearby shop. While I was leaving, Pinky quietly took the list from my hand, wrote “whisper packet” in big letters and gave it back. I did not understand why she looked a little shy.
At the shop the shopkeeper packed everything normally but wrapped the whisper packet separately in plain paper so no one could see what it was. When I reached home both sisters quickly snatched the packet from me and hid it in their room, locking the door.
My curiosity grew. That night I asked Pinky what the paper-wrapped thing was. She turned red, got nervous, her hands trembled and she told me it was none of my business and I should go study. Later, when parents were not home, I made tea for both sisters and asked again. This time Seeta explained in a low voice that her periods were on and blood comes out from the pussy, so she needs the packet. She wears it inside her panty. When I asked directly if she puts it in her panty she looked shocked for a few seconds then softly said yes.
From that day we three became much closer. Pinky was twenty-one, very hot and sexy with thirty-four-inch heavy round breasts that bounced visibly even under clothes when she walked. Seeta had a round full ass that spread nicely when she sat and small tight shapely breasts. I started having strong sexual thoughts about both.
In winter we all went to our village. Parents left to meet a relative. Only we three stayed back. It was very cold and dark with no electricity. Cold wind blew through the trees. Pinky needed to use the toilet but was scared because it was outside, a little distance away and pitch dark. Seeta refused to go with her. I offered to take Pinky with the lamp. After some hesitation she agreed. She wore salwar-kameez with a sweater that clung to her body, clearly showing the heavy shape of her breasts.
The old toilet door had many holes. I carried the lamp. Pinky went inside and latched the door. I quietly peeked through one hole. She stood, untied the salwar string with trembling fingers, pulled down both salwar and her red panty together, then squatted. The sound of her warm piss hitting the floor was loud and strangely arousing in the silent cold night — that wet splashing rhythm. Her fair skin glowed in the yellow lamp light. Her round ass cheeks were fully visible, red panty hanging around her thighs, back slightly bent, long hair falling over shoulders. My cock swelled instantly inside my pants, throbbing hard, aching, leaking pre-cum. I could not look away.
After she finished we returned to the room. That night changed everything. Every night I dreamed of Pinky lying naked, me climbing on her, my hard cock sliding into her wet pussy, thrusting deep while her thirty-four-inch breasts bounced in my hands and I sucked her stiff nipples. She would moan “Ahhh brother… harder…” and I would fill her.
A few days later parents went to a wedding. Only we three were home. It was summer. Pinky wore a skirt and a thin top soaked with sweat that had become almost transparent, clearly showing the heavy round shape of her breasts. At bedtime I quietly took one of Seeta’s panties from the almirah, slipped it inside my own pants and lay down between both sisters.
In the middle of the night I took out my five-inch rock-hard cock and started rubbing it slowly against the soft fabric of Seeta’s panty. The intimate scent filled my nose. Pre-cum leaked from the swollen head and I smeared it on the cloth. The sensation was intense. My shaft twitched and pulsed with need.
Seeta suddenly woke up. She saw her panty in my hand, quickly touched her skirt, thought I had removed it while she slept and got terrified. Her face went pale, eyes wide, voice shaking. She whispered, “What are you doing? What do you want? I will shout and tell everyone. Go away from here!”
I spoke softly and calmly. “Don’t make noise, my dear sister. This is the real pleasure of life. We are not small children anymore. Youth has arrived with all its desires. These things will happen after marriage anyway, but why not try and enjoy them a little tonight?”
Pinky had woken up too. From her face I could see she liked the idea. Her cheeks flushed red. Her eyes stayed locked on my throbbing, leaking cock. She bit her lower lip and did not say a single word against it. She was ready.
I gathered courage, reached over and quickly pulled off both sisters’ skirts and tops. Now all three of us were in only our inner clothes. Pinky stood in front of me in bra and panty, her thirty-four-inch heavy breasts straining to burst free. Seeta’s round full ass looked incredibly inviting in her panty. My five-inch cock stood straight, head shiny and wet.
I pulled Pinky close first and kissed her deeply, tongues sliding together. I unhooked her bra and let it fall. Her fair heavy breasts with stiff pebbled nipples came into view. I took one nipple into my hot mouth and sucked hard. Pinky hissed with pleasure. “Ahhh brother… suck… suck harder…” I moved to the other breast, licking and sucking while my hands roamed her soft skin.
Then I slowly pulled her panty down. Her virgin pussy appeared for the first time, already a little wet with period blood beginning to drip. I ran one finger along her slick petals. She was warm and slippery, the mix of blood and her juices coating my finger. She closed her eyes and moaned, “Uhhh brother… it hurts a little… but don’t stop…”
I laid her on the bed, spread her legs wide and positioned myself between them. My thick cock head pressed against her tight virgin entrance. I pushed gently. Pinky cried out as the head slipped inside and her hymen tore. More blood flowed, mixing with her juices and coating my veiny shaft red. Tears filled her eyes but her nails dug into my back. “Ohhh brother… slowly… please slowly… my pussy is tearing…”
I stayed still, kissed her deeply, squeezed her full breasts and waited until the pain eased a little. Then I pushed deeper, inch by inch. Her fluttering walls gripped my rigid cock like hot velvet. The wet sounds of blood and creamy arousal filled the room. Seeta sat beside us watching, her own breathing fast and heavy, clearly aroused.
After some time Pinky started moving her hips. “Ahhh… now it feels good… deeper… brother fuck me…” I began thrusting steadily, then faster. Her heavy breasts bounced with every stroke. I gripped them, pinched the stiff nipples. She moaned louder and dirtier. “Aaahhh yes… harder… take my pussy brother… I am yours… fuck your sister’s cunt…”
I changed position, turned her onto all fours and entered her from behind in deep doggy style. Her round ass looked perfect raised high. I pounded harder, reaching deeper. Blood and her slick juices ran down her thighs. Seeta moved in front, cupped Pinky’s swinging breasts and started sucking and licking the nipples hungrily. Pinky moaned, “Uhhh Seeta… suck them… brother is fucking me so hard…”
I pulled Seeta closer, made her remove her panty and laid her on top of Pinky so both sisters were stacked, two pussies almost aligned. Seeta’s pussy was also wet and needy. I slid my blood-and-juice-coated cock into Seeta’s tight hole first. She gasped, “Ahhh brother… take my pussy too… it feels so full…”
I fucked them both in turns — sometimes deep into Pinky’s blood-slicked cunt, sometimes into Seeta’s gripping hole. Juices and blood dripped from one sister onto the other. The wet squelching sounds, skin slapping and their desperate moans filled the room. Both sisters started talking filthy. Pinky cried, “Take it… take my cunt brother… fuck… fuck me harder…” Seeta moaned, “Yes brother… we both are your pussies… fill our holes… give us your cock…”
The night went on for hours. I took Pinky in missionary, doggy and let her ride me on top, her heavy breasts bouncing wildly while blood still leaked from her but the pleasure had completely taken over. I alternated between both sisters again and again, making them cum multiple times, their bodies shaking and quivering.
Finally when I could not hold back any longer I pulled out, moved up and pushed my throbbing, cum-filled cock into Seeta’s open hot mouth. “Take it… taste your brother’s cum sister…” I exploded hard, pumping thick hot loads down her throat. Seeta swallowed every drop greedily, licking the head clean.
After that night the three of us slowly became experts at our secret game. Whenever parents were away or we found any chance, we took full pleasure from each other. We explored every position, every hole, every sensation. Both sisters became very happy after being thoroughly fucked by their brother, and I enjoyed claiming both their pussies and mouths completely whenever we wanted.