Mom supports sibling sex- My sister, Rupali, is 26, drop-dead gorgeous, and fucking sexy as hell. Her ass is thick and juicy, her boobs massive, a perfect 36D-30-38 figure. She usually rocks tight jeans and tops that hug her curves, making her look like a walking wet dream. I’m Shubham, 28, an average-looking guy, but my cock is a beast—8 inches long, thick, and ready to fuck for hours. I’m a regular reader of dirty sex stories, and they get me hard as fuck every time.
Our mom, Nisha, is 42, fair as milk, but short at 5’2”, which makes her look a bit chubby. Her ass is fucking perfect, though, and her 36D-32-40 figure is pure fire. Her hips sway when she walks in her sarees at home or kurtas outside, and that ass could make any guy’s dick stand up. Dad passed away when we were kids, so Mom raised us alone. She never remarried, but I know she’s a horny bitch—sometimes I hear moans from her room at night, probably fingering herself or using some toy.
Rupali and I have always been super close, like best friends who share everything. No secrets between us. Slowly, our bond turned into something more. We started falling in love—not the sibling kind, but the kind where you want to rip each other’s clothes off. We’d talk about sex openly, and soon, Rupali started acting like my girlfriend. We’d walk around with my arm around her neck, her body pressed against mine, and people thought we were a couple. One day, we were in my room, watching a hardcore porn flick, totally lost in it. The screen showed a guy fucking his girl slow and deep, her moans filling the room. We didn’t even notice Mom sneak up behind us. The movie was so fucking hot, my dick was rock hard, and Rupali was squirming in her seat. Suddenly, Mom snapped, “Shubham! Rupali! What the fuck are you doing?” We both froze, scared shitless, and started begging her not to be mad. She demanded, “Tell me the truth! What have you two done? You’re brother and sister, don’t you have any shame?” I stammered, “Mom, we love each other… this was our first time…” Mom cut me off, “Shubham, I’ve been looking for a guy for Rupali… but if you two are in love, just get fucking married. We’ll move to another city, and you can live your life, fucking freely.” Her words hit us like a truck. I looked at Rupali, and she blushed, looking down. Mom didn’t waste time—she pulled out her phone, called an Arya Samaj temple, and booked a slot for the next day. As Mom started dragging Rupali out, I said, “Mom, let me at least hug her once.” She smirked, “Save that shit for after the wedding.”
I was fucking pumped—my hot sister was about to become my wife. Mom told me, “Go crash at your friend’s place tonight. I’ve got a ton of work to do at home. Be at the temple tomorrow, 8 PM sharp.”
Next evening, I reached the temple. Mom had dolled Rupali up like a proper bride, all decked out in a red lehenga, looking like a fucking goddess. The priest did the rituals, and we took our vows. He told me to fill her maang with sindoor and tie the mangalsutra. I did it, my hands shaking with excitement. Then Rupali touched my feet, saying, “You’re my husband now, my everything… I offer my body and soul to you, accept me as your wife.” I pulled her up, kissed her forehead, and whispered in her ear, “Baby, we’re husband and wife, but at home, you’ll still call me Bhaiya.” We touched Mom’s feet, got in the car, and headed home. At home, Mom took Rupali to a room, then called me in.
Hot sibling suhagraat sex
I walked in and my jaw dropped. Rupali was sitting on the bed, still in her bridal gear, and the room was decked out with red balloons, rose petals, and dim lights—fucking romantic as hell. I said, “Thanks, Mom.” She grinned, “Go on, son, do whatever the fuck you want with your wife. Rupali’s yours now. Watch porn, make porn, I don’t give a shit.” I laughed, “Mom, get out already, let me have my suhagraat!” She left, closing the door. I went to Rupali and started lifting her veil. She stopped me, “Bhaiya, one condition.” I said, “Name it, sis.” She blushed, “You’ll make me feel so good, love me hard, and fulfill every dirty wish of mine, right?” I smirked, “Fuck yeah, my sweet sister.” I lifted her veil and kissed her lips, soft at first, then deep, our tongues wrestling.
I started taking off her jewelry one by one—earrings, necklace, bangles—each piece making her look sexier. She unbuttoned my sherwani, her fingers trembling, then yanked off my underwear, leaving me buck naked. My cock was rock hard, throbbing, begging for action. I told her, “Sis, touch it with your lips.” She kissed the tip, her soft lips sending a jolt through me, then grazed my balls with her fingers. I ran my hands through her hair and slid my cock into her mouth. She sucked it like a pro, her tongue swirling around the head, her lips tight around my shaft, sliding in and out. “Fuck, Rupali… suck it harder… ahhh,” I groaned. She looked up at me, eyes full of lust, spit dripping from her mouth as she sucked, her hands massaging my balls. After 10 minutes of that heavenly blowjob, I pulled her up and started stripping her. I unhooked her blouse, her massive tits spilling out in a lacy bra. Then I untied her lehenga, letting it fall, followed by her petticoat. I ripped off her bra and panties, and there she was—completely naked, her body a fucking masterpiece. Her tits were round and heavy, nipples hard and brown, her pussy shaved clean, glistening, and her ass so thick I wanted to bury my face in it. She giggled, “Bhaiya, stop staring, you’re making me shy!” I growled, “Sis, you’re so fucking hot, I could stare forever.” I grabbed her tits, squeezing them, pinching her nipples. She moaned, “Aahhh… ufff… ohhh…” I leaned in, kissing her hard, our tongues dancing as she stroked my cock.
I moved my hands to her ass, squeezing those soft, plump cheeks, slipping a finger into her crack. She moaned louder, “Bhaiya… fuck… squeeze harder…” I laid her on the bed, and she spread her legs wide, her pussy glistening with wetness. I knew what she wanted. I dove in, licking her pussy, my tongue flicking her clit, sucking on it. Her juices tasted sweet, driving me wild. I slid a finger inside her tight hole, curling it, while my tongue worked her clit. She bucked her hips, moaning, “Aahhh… Bhaiya… lick it… oh fuck… put your tongue deeper… ahhh…” I kept going, squeezing her tits, sucking her pussy for 15 minutes straight. She was trembling, her moans louder, “Ohhh… I’m gonna cum… Bhaiya…” I flipped her over, her ass up in the air, and started licking her asshole. My tongue circled her tight hole, then I slipped a finger in. She gasped, “Aah… Bhaiya… it’s dirty… but fuck, it feels so good…” My cock was aching, ready to explode. She grabbed my hair, panting, “Bhaiya, fuck me now… don’t make your wife wait… fuck your sister…” I spread her legs wide, positioned my cock at her pussy, and slowly pushed the tip in. She screamed, “Aaaahhh… ohhh… fuck…” I went deeper, inch by inch, her pussy tight as a glove. She was writhing, “Aahhh… Bhaiya… it hurts… ohhh… ufff…” I pulled out and saw blood on my cock. “Look, sis, your seal’s broken… it’ll hurt a bit more, but then it’s all pleasure. Ready?” She nodded, biting her lip. I pushed back in, one hard thrust, burying my cock deep. She screamed, “Aaaahhh… nooo… Bhaiya… it’s too much… please… aahhh… Mom… I’m dying…” But I didn’t stop, fucking her slow at first, then faster, her pussy gripping my cock. Her screams turned to moans, “Aahhh… Bhaiya… fuck me… it feels good now…” After 10 minutes, she was moving her hips with me, her ass bouncing. I asked, “How’s it feel, sis?” She moaned, “Bhaiya… so fucking good… keep fucking me… aahhh…” I said, “Your pussy’s done, now let’s open that tight ass.” She got on all fours, “Fuck, Bhaiya… take my ass… fuck your sister-wife’s ass…” Her asshole was tiny, so tight. I spit on it, worked a finger in to loosen it, then slammed my cock in with one thrust. She screamed, “Aaaahhh… Bhaiya… no… take it out… it hurts… aahhh…” But I kept fucking, slow and steady, her ass so tight it was unreal. After a few minutes, her pussy started gushing, her body shaking, “Aahhh… I’m cumming… Bhaiya…” I pulled out of her ass, said, “Open your mouth, sis.” I shoved my cock in her mouth, and she sucked hard, her tongue all over it. Two minutes later, I exploded, shooting my load down her throat. She swallowed every drop. That night, we fucked three more times, cumming hard each time.
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