Elder Sister Becomes Dulhan For Younger Brother

Hi my name is Riya. I am from Gonda in Uttar Pradesh. I am 24 years old. It has been four years since my marriage. We live in Pune now. My husband’s name is Ramesh. He is very handsome and young. He runs a tour and travel business. I was very happy with him.

I had to go to Gonda for some work. My brother’s wedding was there. We are two sisters and one brother. Ramesh did not come with me. He said he would reach one day before the wedding. I left for Gonda. When I reached home I found out that the wedding was still one month away. I met my younger brother Shekhar. Shekhar saw me and said, “Didi you have come, that is good.” Mother also saw me. Everyone was happy to see me.

We had three rooms in our house. The first room was brother’s, the second was parents’ and the third was the extra room. At night we had dinner and then started talking. Shekhar used to joke and laugh a lot with me. But in my eyes he was a very nice boy. I never looked at him that way. Shekhar and I were in the room. Some pictures were playing on TV. A scene came and Shekhar started watching it carefully. I saw that Shekhar was watching it with full attention. I did not say anything and got up and went to my room. Then we all went to sleep.

At three in the night when I felt thirsty I went to drink water. Then Shekhar’s door was open. I went near the door and saw that Shekhar was watching a dirty movie. And he was stroking his cock over his pants. I got shocked seeing this. Then I went to my room and slept.

Next morning when I went to bathe I saw my bra was missing. Then I went to the front room and found my bra with Shekhar’s clothes. I did not say anything even then. Then I went to bathe. I saw that Shekhar was watching me from the window. I acted as if I did not know.

When I came out I saw my clothes were not there. I just asked and he told me that mother had kept them inside. I wore other clothes. Then I noticed that Shekhar was jerking off to my photo in one room. I went near him and saw from behind. My photo was in his hand. I said to him, “Shekhar what are you doing?” He got startled and started sweating. He said, “Didi please do not tell mother.” He started crying.

That was the first time I saw Shekhar’s cock. It was so big, at least eight or nine inches. His cock was hanging out. Then desire for sex awakened in my mind.

I said to him, “Shekhar ever since I have come I have been noticing you. Sometimes you watch me in the bathroom, sometimes in the bedroom. Sometimes you hide my bra and today I caught you like this.”

Shekhar got very nervous. He said, “Didi sorry. After today you will not get any chance to complain.”

But the feeling of sex had awakened inside me. Now I wanted him, not the other way around.

Then one day I came out after bathing and I hid my bra and called Shekhar. I said to Shekhar, “Shekhar tell me where is my bra.” He said, “Didi I do not know, I swear.” I said, “Do not act otherwise I will go and tell mother.” He said, “I swear Didi I do not know. Please believe me.”

Then I said to him, “You stand here so that mother does not come. I will change my clothes.” Now while changing my clothes I was talking to him. I asked him, “Shekhar why did you hide my bra? Tell the truth.” Then he said nervously, “Didi I did not hide it.” I said, “Do not lie.” I had kept my bra under the bed.

Look here when Shekhar started watching me I took out my bra from under the bed and showed it to him. “What is this?” His face turned red and pale. “I do not know Didi how it came here.”

I said, “My other clothes are also missing. I do not know where you have hidden them. Since morning I have been looking for my panties and they are also not found.”

I saw Shekhar was only looking at me and I saw his cock. It was swollen over his pants. I went to Shekhar in the same state and said, “Shekhar you have hidden it in your pocket.” I started searching Shekhar’s pocket.

When I put my hand in Shekhar’s pocket and moved it my hand touched his cock. Shekhar trembled. Then I pressed his cock.

Shekhar said, “Didi what are you doing?” I said, “I know what you want.”

Then I held my brother’s cock and started pressing it. He started getting intoxicated. I said, “Before your marriage let me tell you how to stay with your bhabhi.” I took one of his hands and placed it on my breasts and said, “Press these.”

He kept pressing my breasts and I started getting intoxicated. I got high. I pressed Shekhar’s cock hard. A moan escaped from his mouth.

Now Shekhar also got hot. He pulled my top and removed it and pushed me on the bed. Then he said, “Didi now I will tell you the truth. I used to jerk off seeing your bra.”

Then I said, “I know everything.” Then my brother laid me on the bed and pressed my breasts so hard that moans started coming from my mouth. His thick hot hands grabbed and massaged my soft heavy tits. His fingers sank into the soft flesh. My tits turned red, my nipples became stiff and stood up and with every press a sharp sensation ran down my spine. I trembled, my waist started rising on its own. He said, “Till now I played with your clothes now I will play with you.”

Then I also got intoxicated and said, “Brother why not tonight I become your wife and till your marriage I will stay here as your wife. But in front of mother call me sister only.” My voice was filled with longing and lust. My breathing had become fast. Then he removed all his clothes and came and hugged me. His naked hot body stuck to me. First he pressed my breast, squeezing the whole tit with his palm, then he started kissing my lips. His thick wet lips sucked my lips, his tongue entered my mouth and tangled with my tongue. One of his hands went to my pussy and started pressing my cunt. His fingers caressed the wet swollen folds of my dripping slit, his thumb pressing on my swollen nub. Juice started flowing from my pussy, wet sounds started coming.

Then I held his cock and pressed it hard. His thick veiny cock throbbed in my palm, the thick head already leaking pre-cum. I said, “Will you not fuck your wife?” He said, “Yes darling I will fuck you right now.” His breathing was hot and fast. Then he placed the thick head of his cock on my pussy. His crown pushed apart the slick petals of my wet cunt. He gave one powerful thrust which made me moan loudly. “Brother take it out it is hurting a lot. I will die brother please take it out.” My pussy walls were tearing for the first time with such a thick monster cock. Burning pain and stretching filled me. Brother pushed harder, slowly but steadily sinking his fat cock deep into my tight hole.

“Aah aa aaahhhh eeeeee oof bhaiiiii mar gayi re aaahhh oh uuuuuhhhh mmmmm aaaaah.” My eyes closed, mouth stayed open, body drenched in sweat. Then for the first time I heard such dirty abuses from brother’s mouth. “Slut today I will fuck you like a whore. I will turn your cunt into a wrecked pussy.” His voice was heavy and lustful.

Then I also said, “Let me see how much power your cock has. How far you can fuck me.” My pussy now felt heat and itch along with pain. Then he gave another hard thrust and his entire length entered my cunt. It will kill me. His chest pressed against my breasts, his lips locked with mine and brother’s cock buried in my pussy. His thick pubic hair rubbed against my clit. He pounded me hard. With every thrust his thick veiny cock hit deep inside my pussy, rubbing the soft walls, reaching my womb. I also said, “Brother harder, give harder thrusts. Make my cunt your whore. Let me see the power of your cock.”

He suddenly increased his speed. Every time his cock went inside my pussy I felt great pleasure. He thrust hard and abused me. I do not know why I was enjoying his filthy words. Creamy juice from my pussy made white foam on his shaft, every thrust making loud ‘pach-pach’ sounds. My heavy tits rubbed against his chest, stiff nipples poking him. Then he pulled his cock out and said, “Darling I am about to cum.”

Then I took his cock in my hot wet mouth and started sucking. His cock was hot, tasting my own pussy juice I sucked hard, my velvet tongue swirling around the thick head, taking him deep into my throat. Then he exploded in my mouth. His thick hot cum shot down my throat, salty and slightly bitter. After that he sat on the side.

Then I got up and wore my clothes. My body still had the light sweat and scent of last night’s fucking which I quickly cleaned. Then he said, “Didi tomorrow wear those bridal clothes you wore when you came with jijaji.” Then I said, “Okay my king. Tomorrow I will be ready like a bride. At twelve in the night come to my room. Tomorrow you will not get your sister but your wife with whom you will celebrate suhagrat.” My voice was full of mischief, love and lust. My eyes locked with his.

And saying this she left. Then my sister started washing my clothes. Then did other household work. Made dinner at night. Mother said, “Good that you came daughter. I got some relief from work. Ramesh ji did not come.” I said, “He has a lot of work. He will come one day before the wedding.” My voice was normal but inside my pussy was still throbbing remembering brother’s cock.

Everyone finished dinner. I picked up the utensils and went to the kitchen. It was already eleven at night. Mother said, “Sleep with me today.” I went to sleep with mother. Even lying next to mother only Shekhar’s image was in my mind, my nipples slowly becoming stiff.

There my brother was waiting for me. He came near our room two-three times and went back. Hearing his footsteps my breathing would become fast but I stayed quietly with mother. In the morning I saw brother’s mood was bad. He was neither talking to me nor looking at me. His face was sad and restless, perhaps the punishment for waiting all night.

Now mother said to me, “You go to your younger sister’s in-laws and bring her.” Mother said, “I will go by the evening train and bring her.” Then mother left in the evening. Her in-laws place was three hundred kilometers away. Mother said, “It will take me two-three days. You stay with your sister.” Then mother left. Now only me and Shekhar were left in the house, secret excitement filled the air.

Night came. We had dinner together. Then I went to my brother’s room. He was watching TV. Then I switched off the TV and said, “Brother do you remember something?” Mischief sparkled in my eyes. He said, “Yes.” Then I said to him, “I am coming, you sit.” First I took a bath. Hot water flowed over my naked body, caressing my tits, touching my pussy as I imagined Shekhar’s hands there soon. After that I wore the bridal clothes. Red saree that tightly wrapped my waist, blouse so tight that my full heavy breasts were eager to burst out, ghunghat and sindoor in my hair parting, mehndi on my palms. Then I did full makeup. Kajal, lipstick, necklace, earrings, anklets — I got ready as if my marriage happened again. There was teasing in my walk, my pussy was already slightly wet.

I called Shekhar. He came into the room. I was sitting like a bride. He closed the room and came and sat near me.

We both started talking. Then he lifted my ghunghat. He said, “Didi you are looking very beautiful.”

Then I said to him, “You will still call me Didi?” “Sorry I forgot.” Then I said, “Call me jaan.” Shekhar said, “Jaan you are looking very beautiful.” Hunger was clear in his eyes, his gaze kept stopping on my breasts and waist hidden in the red saree.

And he clung to me. Then I said to him, “There is still the whole night left.” My breathing had become hot, light shivers running in my pussy. Then I asked Shekhar, “Okay tell me one thing. Do you have any girlfriend or have you fucked anyone?” My brother said, “I have fucked three-four girls.” Hearing his words my pussy became even wetter.

I said to Shekhar, “Do you know how husband and wife live?” Shekhar said, “No.” Then I said, “Call me ji when I am your wife.” Shekhar said, “Okay.” In one night I taught him a lot. While kissing him, touching him, placing my tits in his hands I told him all about husband-wife suhagrat.

Then Shekhar caught me from behind. His strong arms gripped my waist and pulled me, his rock-hard cock rubbing against my ass over the saree. Then he slowly started removing my clothes. First he pulled the pallu of the saree and dropped it, then opened the hooks of the blouse and freed my heavy breasts. He held me tight in his arms. I said to Shekhar, “I am your wife, take it easy.” My voice was full of coquetry. Then Shekhar removed all my clothes. He made me completely naked. My tits, pussy and ass were open in front of him. Then I removed all of Shekhar’s clothes. His thick veiny cock stood rigid, the crown shining with pre-cum.

Now Shekhar started kissing me. His hot lips sucked my lips, his tongue entered my mouth and tangled. He pressed my hand in his and held both my hands behind my back tightly. My chest pushed forward more. Shekhar placed his hand on my ass and started pressing. His fingers slid between my soft round ass cheeks. I also started pressing Shekhar’s cock. His hot throbbing length was gripped tightly in my palm, I started stroking it up and down.

He pushed me on the bed. Then he came on top of me. He pinned my hands with his. He pinned my legs with his legs. Then he placed his cock on my pussy and pressed hard. His thick head parted my slick wet folds and started entering. I cried out. “Aahhh… Shekhar slowly…!”

But he closed my mouth. He sank his entire cock into my cunt. The whole fat monster cock entered my tight pussy in one powerful thrust. I kept crying out. But he was not listening. I do not know what got into him today. He kept fucking me. His fast hard thrusts were tearing my pussy, loud ‘pach-pach’ sounds with every thrust.

We both were drenched in sweat. Suddenly he increased his speed. It was hurting me. “Shekhar now leave me.” He said, “There is still a lot of night left.” Then he kept fucking me. Sometimes he bit my lips, sometimes he bit my tits. His teeth sank into my breasts, sucking and biting my stiff nipples. In one hour he ruined my condition. My pussy had turned red, soaked with juices and sweat, but I was also enjoying a lot.

There was still the whole night left. Even Ramesh had never done this. Today I was enjoying a lot. After fifteen-twenty minutes he came. I felt relieved. I said, “Now it will stay calm for some time.” But after ten minutes he got hard again. I was naked. My pussy was still twitching, his cum flowing down my thighs.

He flipped me over. He placed his cock on my ass and thrust. His thick slippery crown pressed on my tight puckered hole, slowly stretching and trying to enter. I screamed loudly, “Shekhar leave me it is hurting a lot. I am dying.” But he was not going to listen to me. Till today Ramesh had never fucked my ass.

Today for the first time my own brother was fucking my ass. Then Shekhar gave a harder thrust. His entire cock entered my ass. My ass walls felt like they were tearing, burning pain but also a strange pleasure of being so full. I started crying and begged Shekhar, “Leave me.” But Shekhar was not going to stop. He increased his speed more. With every thrust the veins of his rigid cock rubbed inside my wrecked ass, sweat dripping, loud ‘thap-thap’ sounds echoing in the room.

I had become exhausted. Every time Shekhar thrust moans escaped my mouth. Shekhar held me tight and gave a powerful thrust. Then he released his load inside my ass. Thick hot cum filled my back entrance, some leaking out and flowing down my thighs. I was crying.

And Shekhar looked at me and said, “Today you are my wife and the night is still left.”

Then I said angrily, “Shekhar do you think I am a whore that you keep fucking me. Now I cannot take it anymore.” My voice was tired but still lustful.

He held my hand and threw me on the bed. And said, “Today understand whatever you want to understand. Tonight is my night.” Then he pulled me on top of him tightly. My tits pressed against his chest, my pussy rubbing on his stomach.

I was thinking in my mind that today where did I get stuck. I said to Shekhar, “Now we will do it tomorrow please let me go.”

Shekhar said, “Today you are my wife. Today I will do whatever I feel like.” I said, “I am not a whore that you keep doing it all night. I am your sister.” Then he caught me and kept forcing himself on me the whole night. I kept refusing. And he kept doing it. Sometimes pressing my tits, sometimes biting my body with his teeth. Sometimes biting my hands. His thrusts kept going into my pussy, ass and mouth. My tits filled with red marks, my pussy and ass got swollen, but with every thrust unwanted pleasure also tingled through my body.

Now he no longer looked like a brother but a devil to me. By morning he had ruined my condition so much that I cannot even tell. I do not know what he will do to his wife after marriage. I feel pity for the girl who will marry him.

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