My name is Yash Grover. My father is a prominent businessman with ventures worth crores, and my mother is his partner in work and life. Due to their professional commitments, they’re often abroad, leaving the house to me and my elder sister, Priya.
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I’m pursuing an MBA and am known for my striking physique, which naturally draws attention from many girls, including some of my sister’s friends.
Now, let me introduce my sister, Priya Grover. Standing at 5’7” with an hourglass figure, she’s a vision of beauty. Her well-endowed chest, a perfect 38 inches, and her shapely, lifted posterior of the same measurement, make her an undeniable head-turner. With a flat stomach and a confident demeanor, Priya could make any man weak in the knees—even someone much older.
Though I never viewed Priya in a sexual way, her striking beauty didn’t go unnoticed. In our household, there were no restrictions on what we wore, creating an open and liberal atmosphere.
One day, Priya and I went shopping. While I waited impatiently, she wandered into the lingerie section. When I went to find her, I saw her browsing through an array of lacy, seductive bras and panties. To my surprise, she didn’t hide her choices; instead, she asked the salesman to show her even bolder options.
She turned to me with a sly smile, as if teasing me. I was speechless, watching as she confidently purchased her choices and walked back with me as if nothing unusual had happened.
That night, as I lay in bed, sleep evaded me. My thoughts wandered back to Priya—her boldness in the store, the way she handled those intimate garments without hesitation. My mind fixated on her alluring figure, and for the first time, I saw her in a new light.
I found myself imagining her bare, her taut curves, and her radiant, youthful body. The forbidden nature of these thoughts only made them more intoxicating. Unable to resist, I succumbed to my fantasies, pleasuring myself to the images in my mind.
The next morning at breakfast, Priya entered the dining room wearing thin shorts and a tank top. Her red panties and green bra were clearly visible through the fabric, leaving little to the imagination. Her casual indifference to her attire left me struggling to control my thoughts.
“Priya di, aren’t you going to college today?” I asked casually.
Priya replied, “No, I’m not feeling well. I slipped in the bathroom last night, and my back has been hurting since then.”
Shocked, I responded, “What? How did that happen? And why are you telling me now? You should have woken me up last night!”
She smiled softly, “Oh, my darling brother, it’s nothing serious. I already took a painkiller, but the ache is still there. If you could massage my back, it would really help.”
Without hesitation, I said, “Of course, di! There’s no need to thank me. Come, I’ll do it right now.”
We went to my room, and she lay face down on my bed. Her tight shorts clung to her ass, and as she adjusted herself, the curves of her cheeks filled my vision. For a moment, I found myself lost in the sheer perfection of her body.
Breaking my trance, she called out playfully, “Are you going to start, or should I wait all day?”
I shook myself back to reality and pulled down her shorts. Her red panties were snug, the fabric slipping between her ass cheeks, leaving almost nothing to the imagination. My cock twitched uncontrollably at the sight.
When I placed my hands on her bare waist to begin the massage, her soft, warm skin sent a jolt of electricity through me. My breath quickened, and for a moment, it felt like I had entered a forbidden paradise.
I began massaging Priya di’s ass gently, running my hands over her soft curves. She let out small moans, “Ahh… ahh… ahhh,” her voice filled with relief and something else that sent shivers down my spine.
“You’ve got magic in your hands,” she murmured. “The pain’s already going away. If you could do this for two or three more days, I’ll be completely fine.”
I nodded, trying to focus on the task, but the sight of her perfectly round ass and the way her panties clung to her skin was driving me crazy. For the next three days, I massaged her every evening. By the end of it, she was healed, but my mind was far from at ease.
Priya di’s body became an obsession for me. Her ass, the way her curves moved, and the soft sounds she made during the massage—everything replayed in my head constantly. I found myself fantasizing about her, wondering if I’d ever get the chance to take things further. But then the guilt would hit me. She was my sister. Society’s rules and my own fears held me back, though the desire never left.
One day at college, I was hanging out with my friends when my buddy Rohan Bhardwaj started talking. He was one of my closest friends, a rich kid whose family was twenty times wealthier than mine. Money was never an issue for him, and he had a reputation for sleeping with high-class escorts regularly.
Rohan smirked and said, “Tonight, I’m going to fuck a new chick. She’s untouched—her cherry’s still intact. I paid two lakhs just to be her first. Her pussy’s mine tonight. If you want, come along. You can shove your cock in her mouth while I break her in.”
I declined immediately. My mind wasn’t on random girls; it was on Priya. She was the only one I wanted, even if it felt impossible.
That night, back home, I found myself thinking of her again. I started stroking myself to the thought of her ass, her moans, the way her panties hugged her curves. But sleep still wouldn’t come, so I picked up my phone and started browsing The Indian Sex Story.
I stumbled upon a section featuring taboo relationships and clicked on a few links about brother-sister and father-daughter fantasies. The stories were explicit, raw, and arousing. Reading them sent a surge of excitement through me, making my fantasies about Priya feel even more real.
Later, I joined an online sex chat room. To my surprise, I ended up chatting with a girl who was from my city. We hit it off instantly, talking openly about desires and fantasies. The conversation got more intimate by the minute, and I found myself lost in the thrill of it all.
After a week of steamy sex chats with the girl, I finally asked her if we could meet in person for sex. At first, she refused outright, but after a lot of persuasion, she reluctantly agreed.
“How will we recognize each other?” I asked.
She replied, “I’ll wear a black T-shirt. You should do the same.”
I agreed, and we decided to meet at a secluded section of the local rose garden, a place rarely visited by anyone.
On the appointed day, I arrived early and found a quiet spot to wait. I kept texting her, updating her about where I was sitting. Suddenly, I felt a hand on my shoulder, and a familiar voice said, “So, you’re finally here, huh?”
Startled, I turned around, and my heart nearly stopped. Standing there, wearing the same black T-shirt, was none other than my own sister, Priya.
For a moment, we both just stared at each other, utterly shocked. The realization of what had been happening hit both of us like a truck.
After an awkward silence that felt like an eternity, I broke it. “Di… you read stories on those kinds of sites? Don’t you feel ashamed? And you—chatting all night about sex?!”
Priya didn’t back down. “And what about you? You were the one talking about licking my pussy, sliding your eight-inch cock into me, fucking me all night, and even taking my ass. Don’t act all high and mighty! This is natural. It’s neither your fault nor mine. It’s just how we’re wired. Watching porn makes me horny, and I crave being fucked. Especially now, after everything we talked about. But I didn’t expect you to be the one!”
Her blunt words, her casual use of terms like “pussy” and “cock,” left me stunned. She was speaking openly, without shame.
“If that’s the case,” I said cautiously, testing the waters, “why don’t we just do it with each other?”
Priya immediately shut me down. “No, that’s not happening. Brother and sister can’t do something like that. But we can talk openly about it. That much is fine.”
I asked her bluntly, “How many guys have you slept with so far?”
Priya hesitated for a moment before replying, “I’m still a virgin. I’ve never had sex, but I really want to. I just can’t do it with my brother.”
Her words got my mind racing, and a wild idea took root. What if I got Priya to sleep with Rohan? He was always boasting about his escapades, and I knew he wouldn’t mind paying a hefty price for a virgin like her. Plus, I could use the money to buy the sports bike Dad had refused to get me, saying I should earn it myself if I wanted luxuries.
We both headed home, but I couldn’t stop thinking about my plan.
Later, I went to Priya’s room and approached her cautiously. “Di, I’ve thought of something. It’s a way for you to experience the pleasure you’re craving and for us to make some serious money.”
Priya raised an eyebrow. “What do you mean?”
I explained the idea about Rohan, framing it as a win-win situation. She seemed hesitant at first but asked, “Is there any risk involved?”
I reassured her that everything would be discreet and safe, persuading her to agree.
The next day at college, I deliberately started scrolling through Priya’s photos on my phone in front of Rohan. He noticed immediately.
“Whoa, man, who’s this hottie? What a bombshell! I’ve never seen such a stunner before. Who is she?”
I smirked. “She’s a top model.”
Rohan’s eyes lit up. “Bro, hook me up with her, and I’ll make it worth your while.”
I played it cool. “She charges five lakhs. She’s a virgin, so she’s not going to settle for anything less.”
“Done!” Rohan exclaimed without hesitation. “Just get me her untouched pussy, and the money is yours.”
I nodded, sealing the deal.
Back home, I told Priya about the arrangement.
“I won’t go to a hotel,” she said firmly. “People might recognize me, and I don’t want anyone thinking I’m a call girl. He’ll have to come here.”
“Fine,” I agreed. “But he can’t know we’re siblings.”
“Don’t worry,” Priya assured me. “I’ll handle everything.”
Her confidence surprised me, and for the first time, I realized just how bold she could be. The plan was set in motion.
I took the money from Rohan and brought him to my house. As we approached, Rohan asked, “Where are we going, bro?”
I smirked. “Just come along… she’s waiting inside.”
We entered the house, and I gave Priya a missed call. Moments later, she descended from the upstairs room wearing a jaw-droppingly sexy outfit. My cock hardened instantly just from the sight of her.
Rohan couldn’t control himself. He hugged her and planted a kiss directly on her lips.
Priya smiled slyly, winked at me, and said to Rohan, “Please, head to the room; I’ll join you shortly.”
As Rohan went into the room, Priya leaned in close to my ear and whispered, “Your 22-year-old sister is about to lose her virginity today. My pussy’s seal is going to break. Watch and enjoy.”
She turned and walked into the room, closing the door behind her.
The moment Priya entered, Rohan wasted no time. He grabbed her tightly from behind, pressing his lips against hers in a deep, aggressive kiss. His hands roamed over her breasts, squeezing them hard, while his other hand groped her round ass. The sight was driving me insane; my cock was rock-hard, straining in my pants.
Rohan stripped off her T-shirt and jeans in one swift motion, leaving her in nothing but a ridiculously sexy pair of panties. Not for long, though—he tore them off in his frenzy.
Standing before him was Priya, completely naked, her pussy smooth and hairless. Without hesitation, Rohan dove between her legs and started licking her pussy.
His tongue worked tirelessly, alternating between sliding deep inside her folds and flicking over her swollen clit. Priya’s pussy turned bright red under his relentless attention.
After a while, Rohan pulled out his cock and placed it in her hand. “Suck it and make it hard,” he demanded.
Priya hesitated, refusing at first. But Rohan slapped her across the face, hard enough to leave a mark.
Anger flared within me, but what could I do? I’d taken the money, and this was part of the deal. Reluctantly, Priya started sucking his cock.
Within minutes, her reluctance faded. She began enjoying it, taking his cock deeper and deeper into her mouth. Soon, she was eagerly sucking him off, her lips wrapped tightly around his shaft, her eyes watering as she took him to the back of her throat.
Rohan was thoroughly enjoying the blowjob, gripping Priya’s hair tightly as he thrust his cock deeper into her mouth, forcing her to take it all.
After a few minutes, he pulled her head back, his cock glistening with her saliva, and guided her onto the bed. He spread her legs wide, exposing her wet, pink pussy.
Positioning himself, Rohan placed the thick head of his ten-inch cock at the entrance of her pussy. Without any hesitation, he thrust forward with force.
The initial two inches pushed into her tight virgin pussy, making Priya scream out in pain, “Uff… oh my god! Stop, please! It hurts so much! Aahhh…!”
Her cries filled the room, tears welling up in her eyes as she clutched the sheets. She squirmed beneath him, but Rohan held her hips firmly, determined to go deeper.
Priya’s pain was evident in her trembling voice and tear-streaked face, but Rohan was lost in his own lust, savoring the feeling of her tightness wrapped around his cock.
As Rohan delivered another forceful thrust, half of his cock disappeared into Priya’s tight pussy. The sudden jolt of pain proved too much for her to bear, and she fainted on the spot.
For a moment, Rohan froze, panic flashing across his face. He decided to stop moving, keeping his cock buried inside her. Spotting a glass of water on the nearby table, he grabbed it and splashed some onto her face.
A few moments later, Priya stirred, slowly regaining consciousness. Her eyes fluttered open, and she moaned softly. Before she could fully process what was happening, Rohan resumed thrusting, gentler this time, giving her time to adjust.
After a few minutes, the pain began to subside, replaced by a strange, growing pleasure. Priya’s breathing steadied, and her moans shifted from agony to soft whimpers of delight. Rohan picked up the pace, thrusting steadily into her now-slick pussy.
For half an hour, he fucked her relentlessly, his thick cock plunging deep inside her. By then, Priya’s body had completely surrendered to the sensations. Her pussy was dripping with arousal, making it easier for Rohan to slide in and out.
Priya’s cries of pleasure filled the room as she came for the first time. Her pussy clenched tightly around Rohan’s cock, making him groan with satisfaction.
Now fully immersed in the pleasure, Priya climbed on top of Rohan. Her movements were eager, her hips grinding against his cock as she straddled him. She positioned his cock at her entrance and sank down onto it, taking him deeper than before.
Rohan thrust upward from below, slamming his cock into her dripping pussy with full force. Priya moaned loudly, her hands gripping his chest as she bounced up and down, her tits jiggling with every movement. It was clear now—Priya was enjoying every moment of it.
After some time, Priya began riding Rohan’s shaft with vigor, bouncing up and down on him. From behind, the sight of Priya didi’s jiggling hips was incredibly enticing to me.
For about an hour, Rohan thoroughly enjoyed Priya’s depths, bringing her to climax twice before finally putting on his clothes and leaving. But he had completely wrecked her. My sister had experienced an intense session of lovemaking.
Priya was too weak to get up. I helped her stand and took her to the bathroom. Once there, I carefully cleaned her intimate area and applied oil to soothe her. Afterward, I brought her back to the room and gave her a painkiller to help ease the discomfort.
Priya hugged me and said, “Thanks, bhai, for making me feel like a woman.”
I replied, “It’s okay.”
She then added, “I really enjoyed being with Rohan. Today’s entire earnings are yours. You keep all the money.”
I looked into her eyes once again, and she understood what I meant.
She said, “Even now, it feels wrong to be with my brother like this.”
I replied, “Time has a way of making everything right. I’m willing to wait.”
Didi hugged me tightly.
Then I asked, “Should I arrange for another guy if you want to experience someone else?”
Priya laughed and said, “I’ll let you know in a day or two.”
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