Hey friends, I’m Alisha, and today I’m going to share the juiciest, hottest story of my life. This is about the fire in my body, the thirst in my pussy, and the wild desires in my heart. When I passed 12th grade and stepped into college for my B.A., I finally understood what fucking was all about. Day and night, my mind was consumed with thoughts of how to taste a cock, how to quench the burning ache in my pussy. My friends introduced me to a bunch of guys, but my heart got stuck on Rohan. He was tall, fair, and a total stud. Just one smile from him would make my pussy wet. Soon, he became my boyfriend. We started going on dates, chatting for hours in coffee shops, and slowly, I fell in love with him. But along with love, a storm was brewing in my body. I wanted him to ravish my youth, to fuck me hard.
One day, Rohan called me to the college rooftop. Our college was massive, and the rooftop was so vast you could see for miles. Going up there was strictly forbidden because our principal, D.P. Singh, was a total jerk. He couldn’t stand seeing boys and girls even talking. He was always suspicious that students were hooking up and fucking in his college. But lovers still sneaked up to the rooftop. That day, when I reached the roof with Rohan, I saw couples in every corner, lost in their own world. Some were licking pussy, some were sucking cock, and others were quietly fucking. Seeing all this set my pussy on fire. I thought, today’s my day to get fucked.
Rohan spread my dupatta on the ground, and we sat down. The air was filled with soft moans and whispers. Rohan looked at me with a dirty grin and asked, “Alisha, have you ever sucked a cock, my slut?”
I blushed and giggled, “No, baby. But you can teach me!”
He said, “Today, I’ll make you taste my cock. And I’ll break the seal of that pink pussy of yours, make you my whore. Ready?”
I looked into his eyes and said, “Rohan, my pussy is yours today. Tear it apart, fuck me hard, take my youth!”
And that was it. We hid in a corner, and Rohan pulled me into his arms. I was a 20-year-old hot girl, my body burning with desire. He started kissing my pink lips. His lips rubbed against mine, like he wanted to steal all my sweetness. I kissed him back, our tongues wrestling, and a wild rush took over my body. He whispered, “Alisha, your lips are like juicy berries. Kissing them is pure bliss.” I blushed and got even hotter.
Rohan laid me down on the dupatta. I was wearing my college’s grey salwar suit. He slowly pulled off my kurta, then tugged at the drawstring of my salwar. I was in my white bra and panties, standing before him. My 34-inch boobs were trapped in my bra. The lust in Rohan’s eyes made my pussy even wetter. He unhooked my bra, and my fair, round, juicy boobs bounced free. He growled, “Alisha, these tits are fucking dynamite. I’m gonna suck them red today.” He climbed on top of me and started squeezing my boobs with both hands. “Ahh… Rohan… slow down… uhh!” I moaned.
He hissed, “Quiet, my slut. Everyone here’s fucking silently. If you scream, the guard will catch us.” I bit my lip and let the pleasure take over. Rohan was kneading my boobs hard, then he took my dark nipples in his mouth and started sucking. His mouth worked my tits like he was drinking every drop of me. “Ahh… Rohan… suck harder… my boobs are yours!” I moaned softly. He nibbled my nipples with his teeth, and every bite sent electric shocks through my body. My boobs were marked with his teeth, but the pleasure was so intense I forgot everything.
Rohan pulled off my salwar and panties. I was completely naked now. My pussy was clean-shaven, smooth as silk because I’d shaved that morning. He spread my legs and stared at my pink pussy, going wild. “Alisha, your pussy’s like a rose petal. I’m gonna lick every drop of your juice.” He dove in and started eating my pussy. His tongue teased my clit, kissed my pussy lips. I was losing my mind. “Ahh… Rohan… lick more… my pussy’s yours… tear it apart!” My pussy was soaking wet, and his tongue was setting my body on fire. He licked me so hard that I came, my juices flowing. He drank every drop and smirked, “Your pussy juice is nectar, Alisha.”
Then he dropped his pants. His 7-inch cock was hard as iron. I grabbed it and started stroking. He said, “Suck it, my whore. Your mouth was made for this cock.” I took his cock in my mouth for the first time. The salty taste was strange but fucking hot. I started sucking slowly. Rohan was moaning, “Ahh… Alisha… you’re a better slut than any whore… suck harder!” I took his cock deep in my throat, my tongue swirling around the tip. He grabbed my head and fucked my mouth hard. I could barely breathe, but the thrill was unreal. After a while, he came in my mouth. I swallowed every drop of his cum.
Now Rohan spread my legs and placed his cock at my pussy. I was scared—it was my first time. He pushed slowly, and his cock slid inside. My virginity broke, and I screamed in pain. Rohan covered my mouth and whispered, “Shh, my love. It’ll hurt a bit, then you’ll love it.” He started thrusting slowly. The pain faded, and pleasure took over. His thick cock was ripping my pussy apart. “Ahh… Rohan… fuck me harder… destroy my pussy!” I moaned. He got wild and started pounding me. My hips were dancing on their own, my boobs bouncing with every thrust. His cock was hitting deep inside, and my pussy made wet, slapping sounds with every thrust.
He fucked me for 20 minutes. My pussy was burning, and I was about to cum. Rohan sped up and growled, “Alisha, your pussy’s heaven. Take my cum!” With one hard thrust, he came inside me. His hot cum filled my pussy, and I came at the same time. We were both panting. But Rohan wasn’t done. He made me get on my hands and knees like a bitch on the college rooftop. My ass was in the air. He knelt behind me and started licking my pussy again. His tongue teased my pussy and even my asshole. “Ahh… Rohan… lick more… eat my ass too!” I moaned.
He slid his cock back into my pussy and started fucking me doggy style. My ass jiggled with every thrust. He grabbed my ass cheeks and said, “Alisha, your ass is like ripe mangoes. Squeezing it feels so fucking good.” His cock was hitting deep, and my pussy was dripping. He grabbed my hair and fucked me harder. After 15 minutes, he came inside me again. We were exhausted. We put our clothes on and sneaked out of college.
After that, fucking became my life. I started getting fucked by Rohan every day. Sometimes on the college rooftop, sometimes at his friend’s flat, sometimes in a park corner. I was addicted to sex. I couldn’t go a day without cock. But one day, Rohan left town with his dad. Days passed with no word from him. My pussy was on fire. Without fucking, I was going insane. Nights were sleepless, and I’d finger my pussy to calm myself, but fingers couldn’t satisfy me. I needed cock, and I needed it fast.
That’s when a dirty idea hit me. Why not get fucked by my own brother, Salil? Salil was my age, 21, tall, fair, and hot. I knew he was a virgin, and his cock could quench my pussy’s thirst. Salil and I were close since childhood. He called me Didi, and I called him Bhai with love. But now, all I could think about was his cock. I figured if I could get him horny, he’d fuck me for sure.
I made a plan. I left my phone in his room on purpose. It was loaded with porn videos I’d watched with Rohan. I told Salil I needed some songs and asked him to check my phone. Just as I expected, he opened the phone and started watching the porn. He got so turned on that he didn’t even lock the door. He pulled down his pants and started jerking his cock. His 8-inch cock was thick and hard, like a weapon. I quietly slipped into his room, wearing just a bra and panties. Salil saw me and freaked out, dropping the phone. He stammered, “Didi, you… what… I’m sorry!”
I grabbed his hand and said, “Don’t be scared, Bhai. I’m your Didi, but today I want to be your whore. My pussy’s burning, and only your cock can cool it down.” He was speechless. I pressed my lips to his and started kissing him. He tried to push me away at first, but my hot body melted him. He pulled me close and whispered, “Didi, this is wrong… but you’re so fucking hot, I can’t stop.” He started sucking my lips. We, brother and sister, got lost in each other.
Salil laid me on the bed and started kissing my neck, shoulders, and arms. Every kiss set my body on fire. I moaned, “Ahh… Salil… Bhai… kiss me more… take your Didi’s youth!” He unhooked my bra and saw my 34-inch boobs, going wild. He said, “Didi, your tits are paradise. I’m gonna suck them red.” He climbed on top of me and started squeezing my boobs hard. Then he took my nipples in his mouth and sucked. He nibbled them with his teeth, and every bite made me moan, “Ahh… Salil… suck harder… Didi’s boobs are yours!” My boobs turned red, and my nipples stood hard.
Salil kept sucking my boobs, and I started rubbing his cock through his pants. It was rock-hard. I pulled off his pants and underwear. His 8-inch cock was right in front of me. I grabbed it and said, “Bhai, your cock is even bigger than Rohan’s. Didi’s gonna suck it dry today.” I took his cock in my mouth and started sucking. Salil was moaning, “Ahh… Didi… you’re amazing… suck harder… my cock’s in heaven!” I took it deep in my throat, my tongue swirling around the tip. He grabbed my head and fucked my mouth. After a while, he came in my mouth. I swallowed every drop and said, “Bhai, your cum tastes like honey.”
Salil pulled off my panties and saw my wet, pink pussy. He went crazy. He spread my legs and said, “Didi, your pussy’s like creamy dessert. I’m gonna lick every drop of your juice.” He started eating my pussy. His tongue teased my clit, kissed my pussy lips. I moaned, “Ahh… Salil… lick more… Didi’s pussy is yours… eat it!” He licked me so hard that I came, my juices flowing. He drank every drop.
Then he placed his cock at my pussy and said, “Didi, now I’m gonna fuck you and put out the fire in your pussy.” He thrust hard, and his thick cock slid inside. It hurt, but the pleasure was intense. Salil pressed his lips to mine to muffle my moans and said, “Didi, your pussy’s so tight, like a virgin’s.” He started fucking me hard. His cock was hitting deep, and my pussy made wet, slapping sounds with every thrust. “Ahh… Salil… fuck harder… tear Didi’s pussy apart!” I moaned. He fucked me like a machine. My boobs bounced with every thrust, and my hips danced on their own.
He fucked me for 25 minutes. My pussy was burning, and I was about to cum. Salil growled, “Didi, your pussy’s heaven. Take my cum!” He sped up and came inside me with a hard thrust. His hot cum filled my pussy, and I came at the same time. But Salil didn’t stop. He made me get on my hands and knees and started licking my pussy from behind. His tongue teased my pussy and asshole. “Ahh… Salil… lick more… eat Didi’s ass too!” I moaned.
He slid his cock back into my pussy and started fucking me doggy style. My ass jiggled with every thrust. He grabbed my ass cheeks and said, “Didi, your ass is like ripe mangoes. Squeezing it feels so fucking good.” His cock was hitting deep, and my pussy was dripping. He grabbed my hair and fucked me harder. After 20 minutes, he came inside me again. We collapsed on the bed, exhausted.
After that, I started getting fucked by both Rohan and Salil. Rohan at college, Salil at home. Salil called me Didi, but in bed, he made me his whore. There was no shame in our brother-sister fucking. Every night, my pussy’s thirst was quenched, and my life was full of pleasure. Friends, this was my real story. Let me know how you liked it.