My name is Kamal, I’m from Agra and currently working in Jaipur. This story is about me and my cousin sister Namrata. Namrata is 22 years old and extremely beautiful. Let me tell you about myself: I’m 27, 5 feet 7 inches tall, and my 7-inch dick can satisfy any woman or girl.
My cousin Namrata is my best friend. We used to live together in Delhi in a big joint family. Me, Namrata, two other cousin sisters, and Atul all slept in the same room. We had separate beds but shared the same space.
This story is from February when I got promoted and transferred to Jaipur. Namrata’s marriage was fixed with a businessman living in Dubai. They decided to hold the engagement in Jaipur and the wedding in Udaipur. I was given the responsibility to arrange everything in Jaipur. They were to arrive on 11th February, with the engagement on the 15th and the wedding on the 19th. I booked a resort with 12 rooms.
Everyone reached Jaipur and settled into their rooms—30 people in total. Namrata and I were assigned the same room. Until then, I had no wrong feelings for her. We all had dinner, some men drank alcohol, and everyone went to sleep. I had drunk a bit too much myself.
When I entered the room, I saw Namrata sleeping in her nightie, one hand resting above her head. I got into bed and slipped under the blanket. My eyes locked onto her boobs, rising and falling with every breath. The alcohol had already clouded my mind, fueling a drunken heat inside me.
I slowly lifted the blanket. Her fair, milky skin glowed under the moonlight. She wore a sleeveless pink silk nightie. I leaned closer to sniff her armpits—her musky scent intoxicated me. My dick hardened completely. I hadn’t had sex since moving to Jaipur, and the desperation was boiling over.
I gently tugged her nightie upward. Beneath it, she wore red translucent panties tied with side strings. I lay beside her, breathing heavily, and pressed my face against her panties. The sweet, musky smell drove me wild. I couldn’t resist—I planted a soft kiss on her panties over her pussy.
The alcohol blurred my judgment. My hand slid under her panties, and I began caressing her wet pussy.
As soon as I slid my hand into her panties, she stirred, and a soft moan escaped her lips—”Aaaah… yessss… hmmmm!” I tried to slowly remove her panties, but her eyes snapped open. Panic surged through me until she smirked and whispered, “Bhaiya… what are you doing?” I froze, but she laughed and said, “I’ve been waiting for this for so long… but you never made a move!”
Hearing this, I pinned her down and crushed my lips against hers. Our tongues clashed hungrily, sucking and biting each other’s lips. When we finally broke apart, her breath was hot and ragged. I trailed kisses down her cheeks to her neck, making her moan louder—”Aaaah… ohhh yesss… ahhh!”
I yanked off her nightie, leaving her in a red lace bra and panties. Her youthful curves drove me wild. I buried my face in her neck, then dragged my tongue over her bra-clad nipples, sucking them through the fabric. Namrata gasped, “Aaaah, Bhaiya… feels so good!”
I tore off her bra and stared at her pink nipples. I dragged my tongue over one, circling it, while my hand roughly squeezed her soft boobs. Namrata whimpered, “Aaaah, Bhaiya… don’t just lick… suck my nipples! Fill your mouth with them… suck harder!” I obeyed, sucking and biting until she cried, “Aaaah! Bite more… but not too hard!”
I grabbed her wrist and licked her sweaty armpit, inhaling her musky scent. She shuddered, moaning louder as I trailed kisses down her navel. Then I flipped her onto her stomach, stripped naked, and sat on her bare ass. My tongue slithered down her spine, licking every inch of her back. She screamed, “Aaaah! Where were you all these days, you bastard? Lick your sister’s ass… you’ve made me beg for this!”
I bit her ass cheek through her panties. She cursed, “Ouch! You sister-fucker… stop biting! Lick it… lick your sister’s ass!” Her filthy words drove me wild. I yanked her panties aside and dug my tongue into her asshole, licking like a starved animal. She screamed, “Aaaah! You’ve made me touch my pussy so many times… thinking of you! Put out this fire tonight!”
I ripped off Namrata’s panties, spread her ass cheeks, and dug my tongue into her asshole. She couldn’t take it anymore—she shoved me down, climbed on top, and we locked into a 69 position. Namrata deep-throated my dick, gagging as she sucked, while I spread her pussy lips and licked her clit like a madman.
After minutes of relentless licking, Namrata pulled my dick out of her mouth, panting, “Kamal… aaaah! Lick harder… I’m gonna cum!” Her pussy squirted violently, drenching my face. I swallowed every drop as she screamed, “Aaaah! I’m cumming… I’m cumming!”
Meanwhile, she sucked my dick raw, milking every drop of cum. She gulped it down, then smirked, “You finally scratched my pussy’s itch, you sister-fucker! Now fuck me hard!”
She grabbed my still-hard dick, stroking it, and moaned, “Aaaah, Kamal… what a dick! Even after cumming, it’s still rock-hard…”
I laid her down and placed a pillow under her hips, spreading her pussy wider. I rubbed my dick against her dripping slit. Namrata, lost in lust, growled, “Fuck me already, you bastard! Stop teasing… shove it in! Ram it deep!” She grabbed my dick and forced it into her pussy.
I slid in slowly, but she arched her hips, taking my entire dick in one thrust. I started pumping gently, but she clutched me tightly, smothering my face between her boobs, and screamed, “Aaaah! Fuck me harder, you sister-fucker! Don’t hold back!” For 20 minutes, I pounded her ruthlessly until she gasped, “Aaaah! I’m cumming… don’t stop! Fuck! Fuck! FUCK!”
As I felt my own release building, I growled, “You bitch… I’m gonna cum!” She hissed, “Fill my pussy… I don’t care! Breed me!” I slammed into her one last time, exploding inside her, before collapsing on top. Namrata whispered, “Kamal… you finally put out my years of fire,” as we fell asleep tangled in each other’s arms.