This story is dedicated to you all at Desi Story Readers . I am Jitu . I am 23 yrs of age . 5.7 ft tall , 67kgs weight. About three months ago I got a call from my sister, she had recently divorced after being married for 5 years, and was moving back into town into a new flat that needed decorating – would I help? She knew I would, we had always been very close whilst growing up, I told her I would call around to have a look to see what needed doing.
I live with my parents and my sister is called Sandhya , she is 24, very attractive – when she lived at home with us I would often fantasize about her, she was probably the cause of my first hard on. She would come into my bedroom, help me with my homework and talk with me for hours, sitting on my bed, sometimes wearing a just robe that would give me glimpses of her panties or (if I was lucky) a partial view of her tits. I think she probably knew I was taking an interest in her because as I got older her clothing became more revealing, some nights she would wear stockings and short skirts that would ride up or very thin tops with no bra underneath so that her hard nipples would poke through the material.
We would talk about most things, she would tell me about her boyfriends, sometimes going into detail about the things they got up to, she would ask me about the girls I knew and dated, what I got up to with them – I hate to admit it but at that time there was not a lot to tell. To be truthful, when she got married and moved away I was more than a little jealous, I thought the guy was a jerk and when I heard they had split up I was very happy – she deserved better than him! Throughout the week we worked every night till late getting her flat looking nice, it was good to spend time with Sandhya again, although it was very hard keeping my mind on the decorating. Sandhya would wear just shorts and a vest, not bothering with a bra and seeing her nipples poking through the thin material was a distraction, she must have realized what it was doing to me, often bending so that her tiny shorts pulled up into the crack of her ass or her top gaped open to give me a sight of her cleavage. We joked and fooled around a lot while we worked, it was a very nice week, a pity it had to end but we could get it finished if we worked all day Saturday, I said I had nothing planned for the weekend so I told her I would call around early.
I got there at 9 am, as we arranged and after ringing the bell for ages she answered the door, “I’m sorry Jitu” she said, “the alarm didn’t go off” it looked like she only had on her robe, “you look like you could use a coffee”
I said, “I’ll put the kettle on” and made my way to the kitchen, after coffee Sandhya said she was going to have a quick shower, after 5 minutes she called from the bathroom, “Jitu, will you pass me a pair of shorts and a top, they are in the top drawer in my bedroom”, I did as she asked and selected a tiny white mesh like top that looked to be quite see through and knocked on the bathroom door, she opened the door a little, thanked me and took the clothes. I returned to the kitchen and waited, wondering if she would wear what I had selected for her, when I saw her my prick started to get hard right away, the top appeared to be a size too small, her tits totally visible through the material and her dark nipples easily seen, her shorts made her long legs look great, she saw me looking at her and posed like a model.
“Well, it’s not what I would have chosen to decorate in but at least you seem to like it” she joked, she looked so sexy, we got on so well, – if only she wasn’t my sister! Throughout the day my mind was working overtime, surely it was ok to have a crush on your sister, probably many guys do but I was actually having serious thoughts about having sex with her, that couldn’t be right, could it? I remembered the times when I thought she had wore sexy clothes for my benefit when I was younger, was it my imagination? Did she have the same thoughts as I did? – No, she couldn’t have, it was simply her being nice to me I reasoned.
“Jitu, didn’t you hear me shouting?” Sandhya called.
“Sorry” I replied, “My mind was miles away”
“I’ve made coffee,” she said.
We sat in the kitchen; I couldn’t keep my eyes off her tits as we chatted. Sandhya said “It looks like we will be finished by 4 o’clock, as a way of saying thanks for all your hard work how about you joining me for dinner tonight, I thought about getting a Chinese meal delivered” I said that would be lovely and that I would bring the wine. The flat was looking really good when we had finished, Sandhya gave me a big hug and a kiss on the cheek as I left her, “be back about 7.30” she said.
I went home, and had a long soak in the bath, again I fantasized about making love with Sandhya, and in my thoughts I fucked my SISTER!
Sandhya ‘s door was open when I returned, I went in and called out, “I’ll be out in a minute Jitu” she shouted, “Will you pour the drinks?” I opened the wine and sat on the couch, when Sandhya came out of her bedroom she looked stunning, she had on a very short, extremely low cut black dress, the material was almost see through enough to make out she was not wearing a bra, I could see the darker outline of her tiny panties and the black stockings she wore. The dress only just covered her nipples, I wondered why she had chosen to dress this way, surely she must have known what effect it would have on me, was she trying to tell me something?
As I stood the bulge in my trousers must have been visible, I went over to her and gave her a small kiss on her cheek and handed her a drink, Sandhya put on a record and sat on the chair opposite me, as she crossed her legs I could see her lacy stocking tops, we talked, joked and drank wine until the food was delivered. Sandhya had the table prepared and over dinner she told me how unhappy she was when she had been married, “If only he had been more like you Jitu” she said, “We have always got on so well with each other, we have so much in common, we know what each other likes and dislikes, we have never argued, I think we would make an ideal, perfect couple”
We had probably both drank too much wine, she continued “The other day I thought about the times I used to tease you”, she must have seen the puzzled look on my face, “You know, when I would sit and talk with you, I used to wear sexy clothes because I wanted you to look at me, I would get this strange, exciting feeling inside, did you enjoy it as much as I did?”
I looked at her, “Sandhya, I don’t think I should say this, I’ve probably drank too much and tomorrow I will wake up with a headache and regret it but you were the first girl I had a crush on, I would think about you all the time, I would imagine what it would be like if you were my girlfriend, I know brothers shouldn’t say such things about their sisters but it’s the truth, when you got married I was very upset, probably it was more about jealously than anything else, I hated thinking about you being with Lalit, hated the thought of him kissing you, sleeping with you, touching you, when I heard about you and him splitting up it made me very happy, is it wrong for me to feel the way I do?”
She didn’t answer me, “C’mon Jitu, leave everything and let’s go and sit and get drunk” she laughed.
As I followed her I regretted saying what I had, I felt embarrassed telling her how I felt about her, Sandhya had put on a record and asked me if I would dance with her, we danced with our body’s not touching, Sandhya put her hands on my shoulders, I held her lightly around the waist with my hands resting on her hips, we were both a little unsteady on our feet and Sandhya stumbled closer to me, her tits pressing into my chest, my hard prick tight up against her stomach, we looked into each others eyes, our faces getting closer until our lips met briefly in a gentle, short kiss, we broke away both knowing we had done something we shouldn’t have, neither of us spoke but we continued to look at each other, then we kissed again, this time neither one of us broke away, our lips opening and our tongues meeting, passionately exploring each others mouths, holding each other closely, eventually we parted.
“I’m sorry Sandhya “, I told her.
“No, don’t be sorry” she said, “I’m not, I’ve wanted to kiss you for a long time, didn’t you enjoy it?”
I know I did! “Of course I enjoyed it, I love being with you but it’s not right is it, we shouldn’t be doing this – should we?”
We sat next to each other on the couch, Sandhya took hold of my hand and faced me, “Jitu, what we have got for each other is special, sure we love each other and we always will, who is to say what is ‘right or wrong’, I want you Jitu, I want you to make love to me, I think you want it too but if you want to leave now I will understand” I moved close to her and we kissed again, this time with more eagerness, more lust, and as I did I cupped one of her tits with my hand on the outside of her dress, feeling the nipple press into my palm, then lowering the top of her dress I slid my hand inside caressing her bare tit taking her nipple between my thumb and finger, playing with it, feeling it grow hard, as we continued kissing I stopped playing with her tit and moved my hand down on to her thigh, sliding it up and down over her stockings, she opened her legs a little and my hand worked its way upwards over her bare skin getting nearer to her panties, I felt her warm, moist pussy through her panties and she moaned loudly, sliding the material to one side I slipped one finger into her hot, wet cunt gently sliding it in and out.
Sandhya was now moaning with pleasure, we stopped kissing and I knelt in front of her between her open legs and licked along her pussy lips sliding my tongue into her as deeply as I could tasting her juices, then fingering her, first one, then two, she was crying out for more, “Yes, that’s good Jitu, it feels so good, do it harder, do it deeper, Yes! Fuck me with your fingers, More! More! I almost had my whole hand into her, she was so wet. After about 10 minutes she pulled my head up from her cunt and again we kissed, she quickly unbuttoned my shirt and in no time we were both naked apart from her stockings and suspenders, she played with my hard prick, wanking on it slowly.
“Now it’s your turn, lie back, I want to suck on your prick” she said and as I lay back on the couch she went down on me, licking and kissing along the length then she took it into her mouth, a little at a time sucking on it deeply until she had the full length inside her mouth, the sight of my sister sucking my prick was too much and it wasn’t long before I felt my prick start to twitch and throb, “I’m going to cum” I told her, expecting her to, but wishing she wouldn’t stop, she didn’t say anything but looked up at me and continued to suck as it exploded spunk into her mouth, the first spurt must have hit the back of her throat and it made her choke a little, she kept her mouth open and I saw the rest spurt i