I am Usha, a female from Delhi and I have just passed my mid twenties, standing 5’5” bit dusky in color, not extremely beautiful, rather average looking but with sharp features and sexy figure. Since my brother was not here I was a girl with lot of moral values, my parents were already looking for my match and I was proud of this fact that even after being a Delhi girl with a big friend circle I am still a Virgin.
Though there were many guys in my friend circle but I never had any boyfriend, although I wanted to have but I never dared to trust anyone. Many guys of my different friend circles approached me in different ways, some of them proposed me in conventional way for a love affair and few straight away gave hint that they want to get on bed with me but ultimately it was my own brother who took my virginity.
While talking about my brother Rakesh, I will say he is around 5’10 in height with good built, he is nearly five years elder then me, and I address him Bhaiya. After doing some diploma overseas Bhaiya decided to work there only and this incident occurred when he came to India after around 5 years. I was happy to see him after a long time and he too was happy to see me but with a different perspective.
Anyway time was around 9 when he reached home and we all were waiting for him for the meal. Bhaiya, mom and dad all settled down in the living room and chit chatted for a while and wearing bodyline jeans and cut sleeve t-shirt I moved around to serve water and all, and to prepare the dining table for the meal.
Apparently everything was normal, except after sometime of his reaching home once I felt as if Bhaiya is staring at my body but that instant I did not bothered about that. Chit chatting between we all four family members continued even after dinner and now over the period of two hours I was somewhat sure that Bhaiya is looking at my body with altogether a different perspective but I took that casually.
Next as usual my parents followed their daily routine and went to sleep around 11 and now it was just me and Bhaiya chit chatting in the living room. I was still in the same outfit jeans and cut sleeve top and now after our parent’s exit I could clearly see that Bhaiya’s way to look at has entirely changed.
His eyes were getting stuck at my milks again and again and as such I could not see any impact in his gesture by getting caught by me. As far as my body was concerned in last five years, since Bhaiya saw me live in front of his eyes things were changed drastically, because of overall gain in weight my ass mounds were gone plump and heavy,
my milks were now almost double the size and my thighs were also much fleshier than before, in short in last five years I was fully ripe and ready to get a manly treatment on the bed and I believe that’s what Bhaiya was looking forward to do from the moment he was here.
As I came back to the living room after winding up the kitchen he called me and showed me a picture of a non-Indian girl and asked me “kaisi hai…?” I smiled in rapture while looking at the girl and replied “achhi hai….girl friend hai aapki? Ya shaadi karli wahan pe” “hmmm….girl friend hai” Bhaiya hummed to say yes, “shaadi kab kar rahe ho iss se…”
I asked him again “Shaadi….? Come on This is just time pass…” Bhaiya replied and after a pause spoke again “we live together in XYZ” (name of the city) “you mean without marriage?” I asked him in surprising tone, and he replied by saying “yes…and I have done everything with her”. For a moment moving my sight from the face of the girl I looked up into his eyes and saw him smiling.
“Don’t you have any boy-friend?” Bhaiya asked me back “No…. maine maar nahi khani mummy papa se” I replied back and gave his mobile back, “arre yaar just grow up..aaj kal ye sab chalta hai” Bhaiya replied back casually and once again I spoke out in denying tone “Na baba mujhe bahut darr lagta hai”.
“Go to hell…” Bhaiya spoke back in ignorance while looking at the screen of the mobile and spoke again “main to roz raat ko sone se pahle iske oopar chadta hun… aur kabhi kabhi subah oothte hi chadd jaata hun”. Although it was first time we were having such chit chat and up to an extent I was ok with whatever Bhaiya spoke since then but his last translated statement
“I climb over her every night and sometimes in the morning too” really shocked me for a moment and I looked at him with the shocking expressions and he smiled a bit and I too failed to resist smiling and he asked me “what happened?”….. “Nothing” with a single word in reply for a moment I took leave to change.
While being alone for some time I failed to take out this fact from my mind that Bhaiya is fucking a girl and that is without marrying her and for a fraction a scene that he is fucking a girl floated in front of my eyes, and I felt strange sensation passing through my body.
I can say that moment onwards my mind set started getting weird, but still that instant I could not imagine myself fucking with my own brother; I just wanted to know more about Bhaiya’s personal life or to be precise sex life. After changing jeans into a casual pajama with a thin casual t-shirt on the top I came back,
by now after switching off the entire living room Bhaiya was gone to his room and I reached there, Bhaiya was somewhat waiting for me with a gift he bought and I took that gladly. While opening the wrapper once I looked at Bhaiya and caught him staring at the place between my thighs, exactly at my fuckhole.
Actually t-shirt I was wearing was little short in length and it was ending around my waist because of which my pleasure zone was visible. Bhaiya noticed that I have caught him and there was no sign of disappointment in him, rather when I stared into his eyes he looked at me, into my eyes shamelessly and spoke out “Usha tu bahut sexy ho gayi hai….kaise tera koi boy friend nahi hai?”
Once again it was totally unexpected for me and I reacted with bit of anger “shut up…I am your sister” “I know…I am just telling you ki…you should look for a boy friend” Bhaiya replied back while looking at me without any hesitation and after a tiny pause continued “nahi to teri ye saari Jawani bekar ho jaayegi”.
That was another shock for me and before I would have thought about replying him Bhaiya spoke again “teri shaadi ho jaayegi …aur tera patti tujhe ek saal mein Mummy banna dega”….” “aur ye sab kuch waist ho jaayega”. Hearing that for a moment I could not decide what to say “what do you mean ye sab waist ho jaayega…”
I asked him in bit rude tone but my tone hardly changed Bhaiya’s expressions and he spoke out “teri ye sexy figure aur kya…” Once again I was speechless and could not see any end of it and saying “I think you should sleep now” I moved a bit to the door but Bhaiya stopped me by saying “kahan jaa rahi hai…?” “apne room mein…you just sleep now” I replied back
“please yaar… stay for some time…what will I do…mujhe bahut der tak neend nahi aane wali…” “I know…I will stay but you just stop this crap now” “Ok…Ok” Bhaiya replied back and I stayed and sat down on the edge of the bed with a pillow over my legs. Deep inside I wanted to more about the girl he was fucking and I asked him to show the pic again and Bhaiya showed me,
“hmmm….sexy to hai…” this time I spoke out that after looking at the girl and it provoked Bhaiya and saying “lekin tujhse jayada sexy nahi hai…” he looked into my eyes with a smile. “You’ve started again…” I somewhat warned him, “this time you’ve started and I am just giving you compliment…” he replied back and for a instant I ignored getting into the debate and asked him,
“So what else you do there?.. I mean job ke alawa?” and I must say that Bhaiya was somewhat unstoppable that moment and he replied with “jab se girl friend bani hai tab se to sirf sex hi kar raha hun…raat ko sone se pahle subah oothne ke baad” and once again I was speechless and could not control my giggle but I pointed a finger to him as if I am warning him but trying
continuing the conversation Bhaiya spoke again “and I must say ki… she is very hot….”. By now within few hours of his arrival I was clearly realizing that Bhaiya has changed a lot, his attitude, his language, when we were together there was unsaid distance which he always maintained with me but now he was trying breaking all the bars.
At my end I won’t say I disliked all that, although I was little uneasy but still I don’t know why deep inside I wanted all that to continue but up to certain limit and to continue that denying believing over whatever he spoke about his personal life, I spoke out “I know you are lying….so stop it now…bahut ho gaya” and in response initially Bhaiya just smiled a bit and then asked
“so you don’t believe me….?” and I spoke “probably she is just your friend…ho sakta hai girl-friend ho…but I am sure ki aapne isske saath sex nahi kiya hoga….”. Since then Bhaiya’s mobile was in my hand but as I said that Bhaiya asked me his mobile and showed me another picture which proved me that whatever he has said is true.
It was self clicked picture of two; Bhaiya and that girl, they were on bed but covered up to their neck. Although now I didn’t have any doubt but still I disbelieved him by saying “it hardly proves anything” and he replied with “fine…! tu aise nahi maangi…” and while saying “see this is our kitchen” Bhaiya showed me another picture of the same girl,
which was clicked from her behind and she was wearing just bra and panty. Picture was crystal clear and I must say that girl was having a marvelous figure. “She is almost of your age…” Bhaiya added a note, “figure to bahut mast hai” unintentionally I too commented over her physical structure and once again Bhaiya commented over my body “arre nahin yaar….you are much better…”
and before I would have thought about saying anything over the comment he passed on my body Bhaiya spoke again “I really like the flesh you have on your thighs…” “Shut up…I am your sister…main Rakhi baandhti hun aapko” Rakhi is one of the Hindi festival in which girl ties a holy thread on the wrist of her brother and it has a lot of moral values for most of us and that’s what I could think of saying that moment,
unintentionally to make him realize that we are brother and sister but in a way Bhaiya was gone above that line of believe and giving a lousy statement he instantly spoke back “ Last 4 saal se to nahi baandhi na” “so?” I asked him in sarcastic tone “So I can flirt” “shut up….”
Once again I spoke out same two words which I was speaking since long again and again but Bhaiya was not ready to shut his mouth and this time he crossed his limits bit more “truly speaking agar har mein mummy papa nahi hote to aaj tera fuck ho jaata” for a fraction I was shocked up to my soul and I instantly got up by saying “I think I should go now” “just joking yaar…”
Bhaiya tried to stop me but I got up to go and looked at his face and he spoke again “sit down…I will not do anything forcibly…” he spoke that in significant voice and then in continuation spoke in lower tone, “jo kuch bhi karunga, tere consent se karunga” that was too much but still I failed to control my laugh and spoke “don’t even think about touching me”,
As I said that Bhaiya moved a bit and touched me on my hand as if he is teasing me by doing what I said not to do and I replied with “itna chalega…” next Bhaiya held my wrist and tried to pull me over the bed “what?” I asked him by pulling myself away and he spoke “give me a kiss”
I somehow released my hand and before I would have thought of saying anything he spoke again with a shameless smile “main apni girl friend ko bahut miss kar raha hun” “to fir usko saath lekar aate” I spoke out in bit anger and tried to get away and Bhaiya replied back with “why? Tu hai to sahi yahan pe”.
Things were going really unbelievable between we two and I slapped him hard on his shoulder and he cried in pain and spoke “Ok…at least now give me a kiss…” and hearing that I started beating him with pillow. “Ok Ok enough…Ok get me a coffee” Bhaiya spoke out in surrendering way and I went to kitchen and started preparing coffee.
I really don’t know while making coffee exactly what I was thinking, everything spoken out in the room was very weird but also very arousing. I can say from last six months or bit more, my parents were looking for my match and a continues awareness of this fact that sooner or later my sex life is going to start was making me little hornier in the nights and I use to finger myself
while watching porn regularly and in addition to that Bhaiya’s such behavior added up fuel to my aroused mind state and I started recalling whatever Rakesh Bhaiya spoke out about my body that he likes the flesh I have over my thighs and also he is intended to fuck me.
I was moved from deep inside and could feel significant wetness over my fuckhole and no need to say that I was enjoying that slow leakage in my panties and now after giving him coffee I was thinking about going to my room to finger myself.
That’s what all was happening deep inside me, in the outer world milk was about to boil and totally unaware of what all is going to happen in a moment I was looking at the mug in which I was about to pour the milk when suddenly Bhaiya came behind and wrapped his arms around my waist “kya kar rahe ho…what are you doing”
I spoke out in low voice but in screaming fashion and tried to untie myself, but Bhaiya tried to grip me harder and spoke out “Usha life ko enjoy kar yaar…. kya bhai-bahen ka gaana ga rahi hai”. I was still in shock and just then milk started rising on the fire and to prevent it spitting out of the container unintentionally moved to turn the gas off and in this Bhaiya got sufficient time,
he gripped my fully ripe body better and touched or somewhat crushed his crotch over my ass mounds. “Ahh…hmmmm…” I hummed a bit and shivered strangely may be because I was also bit aroused; also it was first time I was touched by a male that way, no matter it was my own brother.
But next instant I tried to get away more desperately but Bhaiya touched my ass mounds with his crotch again, rather he rubbed his hardness over my buns nicely and his hands reached to my breasts and he somewhat succeeded in squeezing them. I removed his hands from my breasts and tried to get away from his grip while saying same words again, “Bhaiya kya kar rahe ho?”
and this time Bhaiya replied to my statement in even more slang “hmmm…Bhaiya sun kar to aur mann kar raha hai tujhe chodne ka”. Just then I succeeded in releasing myself, turned and looked into his eyes “what are you saying…?” I was shocked to hear the Hindi word Chodna from him and Bhaiya acknowledged his intentions even more shamelessly
“haan…I want to fuck you…mera mann kar raha hai tujhe Chodne ka” and with that once again he wrapped his hands around my waist, “have you gone crazy?” I stopped him by keeping his hands away but next instant holding my wrist Bhaiya pulled me over him powerfully and I somewhat collide with him and for a fraction my milk got bumped into his broad chest.
“Yes I am crazy about you…let’s go to the bedroom” and before I would have reacted to the collision, Bhaiya grabbed my waist and this time we were face to face. Bhaiya held my waist and tried to bring his lips closer to mine to kiss me. I could not believe whatever Bhaiya was trying to do and I tried to stop him in requesting fashion
“Please Bhaiya kya kar rahe ho….mummy papa ko pata chal gaya to mujhe jaan se maar denge” and Bhaiya replied by saying “kisi ko kuch patta nahi chega…ye hamesha hum dono ke beech rahega…I promise”. Everything was happening very fast without thinking anything I was trying stopping him, I was wordless neither Bhaiya was waiting for me to speak anything,
he wanted to kiss me and I was trying to keep my face away from him and suddenly from my waist Bhaiya’s both the hands reached to my fleshy ass, he pulled me closer and squeezed my plump ass together and at the same instant I felt Bhaiya’s hardness over my fuckhole, over the clothes.
“Ahh….” unknowingly I moaned in strange delight, “hai…Usha kya kassa hua badan hai tera…..bahut mazza aayega tujhe Chodne mein” once again Bhaiya spoke out vulgar in rising lust and then after a pause spoke again “sach bol raha hun….tujhe bhi bahut mazza aayega….”, he looked into my eyes with a tiny pause and then spoke again “chal aa bedroom mein chalte hain…aaram se karenge”.
I could not think of saying anything, my body was still in Bhaiya’s grip and I was trying my best to release myself, and somehow I managed to unlock his hands from my ass and got away. My heart was beating high with a strange fear, while looking at Bhaiya I could not believe that he is a same person who use to consider me her sister some time back.
“Bhaiya please let me go” I spoke out in puffing voice was in the kitchen and Bhaiya was on the way to the door. “Go..I will not do anything forcibly…” Bhaiya spoke back and I ran out of the kitchen and reached to my room without looking behind if Bhaiya is following me or even looking me from behind.