MISSING MAGAZINES

On the first look, it appeared neat and tidy with my things arranged properly in the cabinet. However, as I opened the door of my cupboard, I could immediately sense that something was wrong.

My things were arranged in a more orderly manner than I could ever do by myself. Someone had rummaged through my belongings and then had tried to arrange things back in order.

It had never happened before; even in my wildest dreams, I couldn't believe that someone would search through my cupboard in my absence. I never anticipated that and so never took any enough precautions to avoid things related to my darker side falling into wrong hands.

It was a hot afternoon of June; and my second floor room was scorching hot. The window mounted desert cooler was running incessantly to maintain my room temperature.

I wiped sweat from my forehead.

I hurriedly shut the doors and locked them from inside; just to make sure that no one would barge in while I check my secret hiding place.

One by one, I emptied the middle shelf of the cupboard; removing the clothes and laying them out on the bed. Once it was done, I checked the base of the middle shelf. It was made of two layers of galvanized iron sheets hinged at the back; the last half an inch of their front ends were bent in opposite L-shape. Sheets were arranged in such a way that once the top sheet was lowered, the bent L portion of top sheet completely covered the opposite bent L portion of lower sheet creating a small cabinet of about half inch height and making it invisible to any casual inspection. I had been using it as my secret hiding place for my porn magazines. I was so sure about this hidden cabinet that I never even bothered to lock my cupboard.

It was the time to pay for my stupidity. I was perspiring when I tried to open the hidden cabinet.

With the tips of my fingers, I forced the top panel upwards. The thin top panel moved up showing a small cabinet of height about half an inch. It was my secret place where I hid my porn magazines.

Horrified, I looked at the empty space. My body began to sweat profusely with fear. I felt a painful knot in my stomach; my mouth went dry.

The cabinet was empty. The two porn magazines that I had kept there last night were gone.

I was panicked.

Who could have visited my room in my absence?

There were only three persons in my family who had access to my cupboard; my mother, my father and my elder married sister Roly who was nowadays vacationing with us. Her husband, Sandeep, was out of the town on an official trip, and wasn't likely to return for next two to three weeks. Therefore, she decided to visit us, to celebrate her sudden found freedom with us rather than staying alone at her house.

Mom and dad…least likely to visit my room; I didn't expect at least them to rummage through my cupboard in my absence until they had some very strong reasons to do so. The magazines had been there just two hours ago. Therefore, it ruled out my father as he was at his shop. Mom also kept herself busy with the household cores and she hardly paid any visit to my room in the recent past. I knew she would not touch my things in my absence.

Then…who? I thought that I knew the answer.

It had to be Roly.

My relationship with my elder sister hadn't been very amicable. Being older to me, she always believed that she had a birthright to bully me. Somehow, I never subscribed to her notions. We argued and fought regularly until she was married. She was very close to dad and she used this closeness to her benefit. She never missed a chance to complain about my every mistake, even the smallest one, and got me reprimanded. Even before her marriage, she had an annoying habit of prying into my affairs, much to my dislike. Time and again, I found her snooping into my things. It was very irritating, and I fought with her many times. However, every time she got a better deal with dad and mom taking her side.

Even after her marriage, she continued to bully me with the help of my parents. Whenever, she visited us, I usually had a tough time.

Roly is five years older than me. She is a gorgeous girl with beautiful round face, long raven black hair, almost extending up to her middle of her back, and dark expressive eyes. She had a nice petite curvaceous figure, a narrow waist and slightly oversized breasts. However, after marriage she had become little chubby, nothing unusual as it happen to many married woman. I always believed that she had a great body.

She met her future husband in a family marriage ceremony. In fact, my brother-in-law spotted her in the marriage and immediately fell for her innocent, charming beauty. My parents were delighted when they received the marriage offer from Sandeep's family. My father, a small time businessman, could never expect to find a better match for his daughter. He agreed readily.

Roly was only twenty then, studying in second year of her graduation. She was not willing to marry at that time and she protested. However, after some persuasion she agreed reluctantly. She was married next month.

Roly has now been married for four years …no child yet.

At the time of her marriage, I was just into my teens. It was the time, when I had begun to explore the difference between a man and a woman more seriously. My friends began to openly talk about cunts and cocks…bragging how they fucked some girl at school or some horny neighborhood aunt. Most of those tales were plain lies, a fact, I think we all knew but never accepted. Nevertheless, we enjoyed bragging about our fake sexual encounters.

Now at nineteen, I hadn't yet seen a real cunt. The only pussy I could have an opportunity to watch was in the pages of the magazines which my friend and I secretly borrowed from a nearby magazine shop. We paid a huge portion of our monthly allowance for borrowing those magazines.

The magazines missing from my cabinet were the recent ones that I took from the shop. I hadn't gone through them completely and suddenly they were gone.

I somehow managed to put the clothes back to the shelf and locked it. I then lay on my bed. I could feel my body drenched with cold sweat. Even the desert cooler and the ceiling fan running at full speed failed to bring any relief. I continued perspiring profusely and tossing in bed with apprehension. I knew very well if Roly decided to hand over the magazines to mom or dad, which was most likely considering our stormy relationship and her past track record, I was finished. I had always been an ideal son, good in studies, away from all kind of vices (that's what my parents thought). I was dreaded at getting exposed.

I lay in the bed trying to control myself; but, it didn't bring any relief so I got up and sat on the edge of the bed. My mind was confused and I wasn't able to focus. The magazines were gone and I had no idea how to get those magazines back. In fact, I wasn't even sure whether Roly had actually taken it from my cupboard or my mom accidentally stumbled upon it.

I had to quickly decide about my course of action. How was I going to defend myself if faced with the worst situation?

I didn't have any answer.

Someone knocked at the door.

I didn't hear it. I was lost in my thoughts.

After a brief pause, there was another knock, this time a little louder.

"Who's it?" I woke from my trance.

"Open it baby." It was Roly. She always called me baby, much to my dislike.

I tried to regain my composure and opened the door. She stepped inside the room.

"What happened?" She looked at me. "You look sick."

Even with my best effort, I was not able to hide my fear. She must have noticed my drained look and pale face.

"Nothing…" I glanced at her, trying to guess any hint of threat from her face. There was none. "It's just too hot here."

"Really…" She looked at me. Our eyes met, I immediately diverted my gaze. "Mom wants you downstairs."

So, that was it.

My secret was out. Mom was waiting for me downstairs. I began preparing myself for some very tough questions.

"You go. I'm coming."

"She wants you immediately. Don't delay." She went out of my room leaving me sweating with fear.

I heard her walking down the steps. Once she was gone, I went to the bathroom and washed my face with cold water. It had some soothing effect and brought some of my senses back. I went back to my room and dried my face with a towel.

"Rohan…are you coming?" I heard Roly shouting from downstairs.

"Yes…coming." I labored myself to the door, locked it from outside and slowly walked down the steps. Roly was standing near the last step, staring curiously at me. As she watched me coming, Roly turned and walked towards our parent's bedroom.

I followed her silently.

"Rohan…" Mom was resting elegantly on a settee. "Are you free?"

"Why?" I asked, surprised. I was not expecting something like that.

"Roly wants to purchase some dress. So, If you're free, you can accompany her to the market?"

I suddenly felt a great relief descending upon me. Color began to return to my face. At least Roly had not yet divulged my secret.

"Why not… I'll go." I said with a sigh of relief. Any other time, I probably would have argued vehemently at the idea of accompanying my sister for her purchasing.

Mom looked at me with mild surprise. She too probably didn't expect such obedience from me. Nevertheless, she didn't say anything.

Without waiting, I went back to my room.

When I came downstairs after changing my clothes, Roly was already in the living room waiting for me. She was wearing an exquisite pink salwar kurta, which perfectly fitted to the beautiful curvaceous body. She looked gorgeous.

We went out of house. I hired a rickshaw and gave the rickshaw puller the directions.

"How come you agreed so easily today?" Roly asked mockingly as she settled on the rickshaw.

"What should've I done…refused?" I replied with little irritation as I followed her on rickshaw.

"No…no…I'm happy that you've come." She replied smilingly.

I could feel that she was taking a gibe on me, but I was not in the position to give her a befitting reply…therefore, I kept mum. It better keeping my head cool. We sat side by side on the rickshaw. We remained silent as the rickshaw trot along the bumpy road. She tried to talk me casually, but I was lost in my thoughts. After sometime, she gave up and we rode the rickshaw silently. In fact, I was expecting that she would probably talk about the magazines and was mentally busy preparing my excuses. When it didn't come, I began to relax.

The road to the market was full of potholes. Every now and then, the rickshaw was jerking violently throwing our bodies against each other. With every jerk, I could feel the supple body of my elder sister colliding against my side. Occasionally, I felt her boobs touching my shoulder.

It was difficult to say what happened to me. I was afraid, nervous; but I could feel my cock getting hard. It had never happened to me before. Living in a conservative family like mine, I never had any sexual inclination about my elder sister. I knew it was a sin to think dirty things about your own sister and I could never dare to look at my sister as a sexual object.

However, that day something different happened. I could not believe that in a minute or so, I was supporting a massive hard on. It made me uncomfortable.

Thankfully, the market was nearing. As the rickshaw stopped by a big showroom, Roly got down and hurried to the shop. It was closing time, so she didn't want to waste time. I got down and paid the rickshaw puller. I waited outside the shop buying me some precious time to allow my erection to subside. Then, I followed her.

Roly spent about half an hour selecting a dress material of her choice. All this time, I watched her nonchalantly. Finally, she chose one and asked the sales boy to pack it. The boy packed the garment and handed it to her. She paid the bill and took the cash memo.

"Finished…let's go." I was happy that she took much less time than I had expected. Usually, she would bargain with the salesman for hours; a habit of my sister which I find very irritating.

"Just a second…" She held my arm. "You wait here. I'll be back soon."

I stayed there, watching her go to another counter, and began talking to the salesgirl. The salesgirl took some small cartons from the shelves and placed them on the counter. One by one, she opened them and began showing the contents to my sister. Then I realized; the salesgirl was showing panties to my sister. The counter was not very far from where I was standing. I could see as the salesgirl displayed panties of different shapes, and colors. Roly was checking them curiously…sometimes feeling its cloth…sometimes by stretching the elastic.

Suddenly, Roly turned her head and looked directly at me. Startled, I immediately tired to look in other direction but my response was not fast enough. I knew she had seen me spying on her. My face turned scarlet with shame. She smiled at me; her face remained expressionless and she again turned her back towards me.

Ashamed, I hurriedly went out of the shop and waited for her.

She came after about another five minutes. I was still feeling uncomfortable, but she didn't say a thing. We hired a rickshaw and went back to our home.

As soon as we arrived at home, I paid the rickshaw and immediately scurried to my room. I went downstairs only to eat my dinner. I realized that I was behaving strangely and probably my mother sensed that as she appeared little perplexed. I found her staring at me a number of times during the dinner. Every time I turned my gaze and looked in other direction. Dad didn't have any time to watch me as he was busy watching a cricket match while he ate his dinner. Roly appeared indifferent.

Finally, when I was alone in the safety of my room, I took the stock of the events happened in the last few hours. Roly or whosoever had taken the porn magazines from my cupboard; hadn't yet disclosed it to others. That was a big relief.

Probably, Roly was only playing games with me and she would not tell our parents about my secret pastime.

"Or was it with my mother? Why the hell she was staring at me during the dinner?"

Still, I couldn't convince myself that magazines were with my mother. Had she found them she would have immediately confronted me. My sister and I had been raised to a very conservative upbringing. Talking about sex was a big taboo in our house. Under any circumstance, my mom wouldn't accept her teenage son hiding porn magazines in his cupboard.

It got to be Roly. More I thought, more I got convinced.

"Would she give it to mom tomorrow?" I thought.

I was not sure but I had a gut feeling that if she hadn't told my mom and dad about the magazines then probably she wouldn't now. The way sex was treated in my family, it wouldn't be easy even for her to talk to parents about it. It would be very difficult for Roly to talk about her brother's sexual secrets with mom or dad. I hoped that she would also appreciate the fact that I was twenty now and I too had my sexual needs.

I began to feel somewhat relieved.

Still, my magazines were with Roly and I could not feel fully secure unless I got my magazines back. It was obvious that Roly must be keeping them in her room, probably tucked inside her wardrobe and I would have to find out that place and get my magazines back. Once, I had those magazines, they would immediately be returned to the bookshop from where I had borrowed them.

Now, all I had to do was to find where she was hiding those magazines and for that, I would have to spy on my sister.

That wouldn't be difficult. Roly and I had their bedrooms at the first floor of our duplex house. Her room was just opposite to mine, separated by a corridor. Once the lights were off in the night, I could very well peep inside her room through a keyhole in the door.

I turned off the lights in my room, dragged my chair close to the door and sat there silently, waiting for Roly to come upstairs. She was still with mom, probably watching a soap opera in the living room. I could hear the vague sound of television coming from downstairs.

It was a long wait. Every minute appeared like an hour. I sat silently in the darkness praying from her to arrive fast. Finally, after about twenty minutes, I heard the footsteps. I quickly knelt in front of door and put my eyes to the keyhole. All I could see was a part of the dimly lit corridor and the doors of her room. It was locked from outside.

Footsteps approached near and then she came into my range of vision.

She was still wearing the same dress. Though her hair appeared disheveled, she still looked gorgeous. She walked over to the front of her door, gripped the knob and opened it. She was about to step inside her room, when suddenly she turned. She left the doors ajar. She silently tiptoed across the corridor and stood in front of my room.

I held my breath. She was so close to my door that I could only see the lower portion of her body through the keyhole. Roly remained there for some moment. I patiently waited for her to go back.

All of a sudden, her knees began to bend. Holy shit! I exclaimed. She was kneeling in front of my door and then her face appeared in front of the keyhole.

"Good heavens."

I immediately withdrew my eyes from the keyhole and crouched on the floor. I could presume her eye peeping through the keyhole. I thanked myself for turning off all the lights, even the night lamp. Otherwise, she could have found that I was not in my bed. My room was pitch-dark and it was least likely that she would be able to see anything.

Finally, I saw her shadow moving away from my door. The light from the corridor began to seep through the crease between the door and the floor. I again reached to my old position and put my eyes back to the keyhole.

Roly tuned off the tiny lamp illuminating the corridor and step inside her room. When she turned back to lock her doors, she was still looking in the direction of my room.

It was another uneasy wait of about twenty minutes, when I finally decided to move out of my room.

Noiselessly, I opened the door and stepped in the corridor. I tiptoed silently across the corridor and knelt in front of the door. I could see the lights seeping out of the crease under the door indicating that my sister was not yet sleep. I bent my knees in front of her door resting on the floor and glued my eyes to the keyhole.

Her room was well illuminated. Roly had changed to an almost transparent pink gown. She was sitting on her bed, flipping through a magazine kept on her folded legs. I could not see the magazine but from its shape, I could guess that it was one of the magazines stolen from my cupboard. A second magazine was lying near her pillow.

Roly flipped through the pages of the magazine one by one, from the first page to the last, occasionally stopping in between to gape at a particular page. Once she was through with the magazine, she tossed it casually on her side. She turned and put two pillowed one over another. She leaned back with her torso resting on the bed and her neck settled against the raised pillows. She then lifted another magazine which was lying near her pillow.

My heart jumped to my mouth. My guess was right; my elder sister was reading the same porn magazine she had stolen from my room. From my position, I could see only the front page of it, which showed a full page colored photograph a gorgeous blond woman squatting and exposing her shaved cunt with her fingers.I felt a twinge of lust mixed with surprise.

It was perfectly acceptable for a married woman like my sister to read a porn magazine, yet I found it hard to digest. In all likelihood, she would be fucking her husband almost everyday, still she belonged to the same orthodox family, our family; where sex was a forbidden subject. I sometimes doubted whether my parents ever had any sex.

A woman, even a married one, from family like ours wasn't supposed to be reading such trash.

I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't realize when my cock began to rise. I noticed it only when it started straining inside my shorts. I gently pulled the elastic, letting it free. It was rock hard, rising like a flagpole. I could feel a strange shiver running through my entire body.

Inside the room, my sister was intently busy reading the magazine. Every now and then, she was tossing in the bed, changing her position. Whatever, she was reading, was sure having an effect on her.

My eyes remained glued to the keyhole. The effect of the porn magazine was slowly becoming more visible as she placed her palm over her boob and began squeezing them through her gown.

I could not resist the temptation to grab my cock. I pulled it out and began stroking it.

Roly was tossing restlessly on the bed. Her right hand moved from her breast and slowly traveled across her belly moving between her thighs. I watched wide eyed as she pushed her gown upwards along her thighs.

For a second, my heart stopped beating as the pink gown moved up, first exposing her creamy thighs and then exposing her mons veneris to my leeching eyes. She was not naked underneath, her cunt nicely underneath the dark red panties. Nevertheless, for a guy like me, who had not yet seen his first pussy, it was more than a reward.

Somewhere deep in my heart, I knew that what I was doing was wrong and I should immediately return to my room, but my body refused to obey my mind and I remained there. I had never seen my sister as a sexual object. She was my elder sister and as a good brother I was suppose to be nice with her. Whenever I masturbated, I usually fantasized about girls from neighborhood or some hot looking aunts…but never about Roly. The whole perception had changed all of a sudden. I was now eager to watch my beautiful sister naked. I was aware that if I remained there I probably would get a chance to see much more that what I was witnessing now.

The guilt feeling was there but not so strong to make me move away from my position. I remained there knelt before the keyhole with my eyes fixed to it.

Her hand moved over her pubis and she began to rub her cunt through the material of her panties. After few strokes, she moved her fingers inside her panties. Her hand was now inside her panties and the way the front of her panties was stretching, I had no doubt that my dear sister was fingering herself.

I diddling my cock harder.

I watched patiently, expecting more to come. After a while, she bent her knees and began pushing her panties down her thighs. I held my breath and watched as she rolled her panties down to her knees. Then with the help of her one leg, she began pushing it off her legs. Finally, it rolled off and lay beside her feet.

Free from her tiny panties, Roly settled back on her bed…spread eagle.

I could not believe my eyes. I was staring directly into my sister's furry twat.

I was mesmerized, my mind reeling with excitement. Not very far from where I was sitting, my beloved sister was lying on her bed, her pink gown pulled above her hips, her panties pushed off her legs, her legs wide open showing her delicious looking cunt. My eyes greedily savor the first look of a real juicy cunt.

Her mons veneris including her cunt lips was adorned with a thick growth of raven black curly hair, making a perfect triangle. The furry triangle looked very exquisite against the backdrop of her white creamy thighs. It was much different from what I had seen in the magazines. Most of the models in magazines had their pussies shaved off or had a small tuft of hair above their shaved cunt slit.

I didn't know what people prefer in real life but that first look of a hairy juicy pussy left me agape with lust. At that moment, I longed to enter her room and put my rigid cock into that bushy twat even though it belonged to my own sister.

I felt envious to Sandeep, my brother-in-law, who had such a delicious cunt at his disposal. He could fuck it any time he wanted.

What a lucky guy, he was.

Inside her room, Roly began playing with her cunt. She let the magazine drop over her face hiding it from my vision. With her finger, she opened her hairy slit, and then began rubbing a tiny mound over her slit. This caused her cunt lips to spread little. I could now see the chocolate colored inner cunt lips and the pinkish depth beneath it. As she rubbed her love bud, her slit opened and closed with the movement of her finger.

She initially fucked herself with a gentle rhythm, gently rubbing the tiny mound over her inner slit. I came to know later that the tiny mound was called clit. Slowly her her fingering became aggressive.

Her finger movements were now increasing with every passing second. She let her finger slip inside her snatch and began moving it in and out of her furry hole. If she was making any noises, I could not hear from my position. Yet her body was continuously tossing in the bed.

She again brought her finger out of her slit and began rubbing her love mound, this time more forcibly. She continued rubbing her pussy.

Then, her body began to arch, her fingers frantically running over her pussy. The magazine slipped off her face and fell on the bed. I could now see her face. Her eyes were closed; her face flushed and contorted with lust. She was continuously mumbling something which was not audible to me.

Finally, her body relaxed and fell on the bed. Her eyes were still closed, and she was breathing heavily as if she had been just through a rigorous workout.

She withdrew her finger out of her pussy. It appeared soaked with some kind of sticky juice, which had also matted into her dark bush and a part of it was sticking to her inner thighs. Her cunt lips remained spread and I could see her wet pinkish depth between her inner pussy lips.

Roly remained motionless for many minutes. Then she opened her eyes. The flushed feeling was gone and her face was back to normal. She sat on the bed, slipped her panties back to her thighs and adjusted her gown. She then got off her bed, took the magazines from the bed and walked over to the wardrobe. She opened it and carelessly tossed the magazines inside. She returned to her bed. She adjusted her pillows and lay on her bed. Finally, she reached out and turned off the bed lamp.

Her room suddenly plunged into complete darkness.

II

My cock was throbbing with excitement. I needed a quick release; but first, I had to retire to the solitude of my room.

I crawled back to my room and once inside, I locked it carefully. I quickly began to undress in the darkness. Having stripped of my shorts and vest, I turned on the night lamp. Standing in front of the mirror provided in the door of my cupboard, I looked at my reflection.

"Not bad." I thought, admiring my rigid boner. I didn't know about the size of the biggest and the thickest cock in the world. I only recalled my friends saying that women like big cocks. From whatever I had seen in the magazines, my cock appeared quite impressive.

I opened the cupboard. It made a gentle creaky sound that sounded like a loud cracking sound in the silence of the night. I didn't know whether Roly heard it in her room. Anyway, I wasn't expecting her spying on me at that time of night. I took a worn-out kerchief from the cupboard and bolted it again.

I settled on my bed. Slowly draping the kerchief over my glans, I began rubbing my cock with my fingers. I closed my eyes and tried to think about the beautiful hairy pussy of my horny sister; the soaking pussy that I had witnessed only minutes ago. I played and replayed every scene in my mind like a movie while I whacked my cock.

I had been in a state of continuous arousal for quite some time now and it took its toll. Within a minute or two, my cock erupted in a shattering orgasm.

I luxuriated in the rapturous feeling overwhelming my body. My orgasm struck me like a bolt of lightening, sending a wave of violent shiver through my body. Never before, I had had such a tremendous release.

Finally, I got back to my senses. The handkerchief was soaked with my thick hot cum and so were my fingers. I wiped the remaining cum off my tumescent cock and retired to the bathroom. My room had an attached bathroom. Roly and I shared the same bathroom. There were two entrances to the bathroom, one from my room and another from the corridor, which was used by my sister.

I washed my crotch, returned to my room and slipped into my bed.

The events of the last few hours had turned my life upside down. Watching my naked sister fingering her pussy had changed my perception about her for forever. I didn't know what was in store when I thought of peeping inside her room. I was only concerned about making sure that she had taken my magazines and to find the place where she was hiding them. I never expected to watch her in that state. I felt little ashamed about spying on her and for jacking off while thinking about her.

However, deep in my heart, I knew that I had immensely enjoyed watching my sister masturbate and given an opportunity, I would love to watch her again.

I had never considered my sister as a sex object before; but now after watching her naked and horny, I felt a very strong temptation to fuck her. However, I knew that it would never happen and be remain a wishful dream only. My sister would never let me fuck her. Sisters don't fuck their brothers in a conservative family like ours.

Anyway, I was not a loser also. No body was going to stop me from jacking off while dreaming about my horny sister.

I diverted my attention to the magazines. Now my main concern was to get my magazines back so that they could be moved out of my house before sister fancied any idea about handing them over to our parents. Although, I now doubted that she would do anything like that still, it was risky to leave my magazines with her. What if my mother accidentally opened her wardrobe? No, I had to get those magazines back. And it had to be done at the first opportunity. I decided that next morning, when she was not in; I would sneak into her room and collect my magazines.

After knowing the dirty little secret of my sister, I was much. We both were now at equal footing. If she tried to play big sissy with me, I would simply remind her of her secret.

Feeling relaxed, I closed my eyes and dozed off immediately.

When I woke up next morning, bright sunlight was falling in my room from the windows. I sat up in my bed and rubbed my eyes. Slowly, the events of last night began to descend upon me. I was still naked. My cock immediately rose to a massive hard on.

I waited for my excitement to subside. Then I pulled myself out off the bed. Quickly putting my shorts, I walked over to the door, opened it gently and looked at the opposite door. It appeared locked from outside. Silently, I crossed the corridor and pushed the door knob. It rotated. I pushed the door inside. It opened without any noise.

Roly was not inside the room.

I hurriedly walked over to her wardrobe and tried to open the door.

It didn't open.

I tried again but the door knob didn't buzz. I then realized that it was locked and the key must be with Roly.

Frustrated, I returned to my room. I knew that I could do nothing but to wait for an appropriate time to get back my magazines.

It was time to get freshen up. I stepped into the bathroom. As I entered inside, the first thing I saw was my sister's wet bra and panties lying in a corner. It was the same red panties that she wore last night. Apparently, Roly had taken her bath and left her soaked under wears in the bathroom. I stood frozen as I stared down at them.

I quickly locked both the doors from inside. With a trembling hand, I picked her panties. It appeared so small that I doubted how it could fit to my sister's buxom thighs. I rubbed the soft and silky material with my fingers. A tremor ran through me. I brought it near my nose and inhaled. The strange musky scent sent my mind into a wild frenzy; blood began rushed to my cock. It began to grow in proportions.

I quickly stripped and covered my rigid cock with sister's panties. I was overwhelmed with her thought and I began stroking my cock. The feeling was beyond imagination. I was so excited with the thought of fucking my sister that within a few minutes my balls exploded in stupendous orgasm. My cock ejaculated in abundance soaking my sister's wet panties with my hot cum juice.

After my cock stopped erupting, I let the feeling of extreme euphoria sank into me. My hands remained gripping my cock covered with my sister's panties. My juice seeped through the wet clothes soaking my fingers. I then turned on the shower and let the cold water soak my heated body. It didn't help much as the burning desire to fuck my sister remained alive.

Finishing my shower, I quickly washed the sticky cum off her panties and dropped it where it was lying before I picked it up. Then I unlocked both doors and quietly slipped into my room.

When I arrived downstairs, everyone was sitting at the dining table eating breakfast. Dad looked at me quizzically. I didn't pay much attention to his stares as he himself was a late riser. I silently pulled a chair.

"How come you're so late today?" Mom asked me as she furnished a plate in front of me and handed me a sandwich.

"I was studying late." I replied hurriedly as I began nibbling at my sandwich. Then I realized my mistake. Roly knew very well that lights in my room went off early last night.

I looked at her. She was staring at me but her face showed no surprise.

Mom was convinced with my answer. After all, I was a good son, studious, hard working. She handed me a glass of milk.

"Rohan," Suddenly, dad addressed me. "Will you help Roly in shifting her things to your room?"

"My room…! Why…?"

"We're planning to get her room repaired." Mom replied instead. "Actually, adding a toilet and a small kitchen to the room."

I was aware that my parents had been planning for quite some time about converting that room into a single room apartment so that it could be rented. It was dad's idea. He thought that because of the location of our house it would fetch good price.

"Why my room…? There's one vacant here." I pointed at a locked room at the far end of the living room. "She can very well take that."

"No I can't." Roly replied suddenly.

"Why?" I was surprised. I didn't expect that she would appreciate the idea of sharing room with me.

"Because it's always very hot…and it's so suffocating out there.

"But…" I began to resist.

"What's the problem with you?" Mom stared at me. "She'll be here for only two weeks. You two have shared that room before."

"I was very young then." I protested.

Mom looked at me exasperated. She was right. Roly and I had shared my present room for many years before her marriage; but then I was too young to understand many things. I didn't have any private life and above all, I hadn't seen my dear sister naked, fingering her pussy.

"Rest assured baby. I'll not interfere with your privacy." Roly grinned.

My face turned scarlet. I hurriedly looked at mom. She didn't seem to notice my unease.

"But…!"

"She'll be sharing your room." Dad finally spoke with authority. "Help your mother in shifting her luggage to your room."

I hated him for that but knew that the chapter was closed. He wouldn't listen to any of my arguments.

It wasn't good news. Her shifting to my room would mean an end to my privacy, to the precious nights when I lay naked in my bed dreaming about neighborhood girls and aunts while with my cock. It would also mean an end to my whacking sessions, at least for the next two weeks. The worst thing was that there woundn't be any more peep shows for me…no more opportunities to watch my sister finger fucking herself.

Disappointed, I recalled the events of the last night. I would miss her hairy puffy cunt lips and the great spectacle of her fingers fucking her cunt.

After the breakfast, mom went straight to Roly's room. I followed her reluctantly. Roly and mom together emptied her wardrobe and shifted all her belongings to a vacant wardrobe in my room. I mostly remained a mute spectator and participated only when heavy things like the wooden bed were to be shifted.

In an hour or so, Roly had moved into my room with all her belongings. My study table and cupboard were shifted near to my bed on one corner, and her bed was placed at the opposite corner by the wall. It was an old arrangement. When Roly and I shared this room, it was arranged in almost same fashion. The entire room now divided into two zones, one corner belonged to Roly and other to me. Years ago, we had fiercely fought over the arrangement as her bed was close to bathroom and I never liked it. However, mom always insisted that her bed should remain there. Why…I could never know.

During the rest of the day, I mostly remained in my room while Roly was with mom downstairs. My school was closed for summer holidays; and so I didn't have much to do. It was very hot during the day time. I didn't feel like going out. I remained confined to my room, trying to skip through the pages of a novel. It turned out to be a useless effort; I spent most of my time staring into those pages without actually reading anything.

In the night too, I retired early to my room. Roly and mom stayed in the living room watching their prime time soap operas. I once again tried unsuccessfully to read something; but, soon I realized that it would not be possible. I was so much occupied with the thoughts of my sister that it was impossible for me to focus my mind to anything else. My mind was in a continuous state of turmoil.

Around eleven, the doors opened and Roly stepped inside the room. She was wearing a sleeveless satin night gown that was clinging beautifully to her supple body.

She smiled at me.

"Studying?"

She must have been a hell of an actress. She had been keeping my magazines for almost thirty six hours, and she must be aware that by now I would have come to know that they were missing from my cupboard. Still her demeanor didn't reveal anything.

I glanced in her direction, but said nothing. Roly slipped on her bed and spreading her arms wide, she yawned loudly. As she stretched her arms, her shaved armpits were suddenly exposed to my lecherous stare. The view of her smooth armpits with a bluish tint was so exhilarating that I immediate felt a stirring between my loins.

She kept her hands stretched over her head. I leered at her with the corners of my eyes. I loved the smooth look of her armpits. I had always loved a woman's armpit. I didn't know when I began staring into the underarms of unsuspecting women. Probably, it was always like that, from the very childhood. It was a kind of obsession with me because I never missed any opportunity to watch under the armpit of my neighborhood aunts and the friends of my mother. Shaved or unshaved, it didn't matter. I always gave me a very strong kick and made me very horny. I didn't even spare my own mother, whenever she wore an armless blouse; I always tried to steal a look at her armpits. It's a different thing that after every such incident I felt very ashamed of my amorous thoughts that accompanied my strange fetish."Ohhh…" Roly yawned in a sleepy voice, lowering her arm. "Gosh…I'm feeling so sleepy."

She sprawled on her bed. Her knee length gown slipped a little over her calves as she folded her legs.

"Can you turn off the lights?" She finally spoke to me. "I can't sleep with lights on."

"I'm studying." My reply was terse.

"Please…"

"Okay." For some unknown reasons, I felt happy with her request. I switched on my table lamp and then I climbed off my bed and put the lights off.

"Thanks." She smiled at me, and turned her back toward me.

I returned to my bed. My book open in my hands, I silently watched her shapely back clad into her white satin gown. My eyes pried upon her curvy, slightly enlarged asscheeks. The cloth was delicately pulled into the crack between her globes that I could picture the perfect heart shaped ass with my open eyes.

My heart began beating hard.

I struggled to divert my attention, trying to concentrate into the book I was reading. However, my eyes failed to read anything. My eyes remained glued to the gown covered crack of my sister's ass. Any chance of going back to what I had been doing was simply out of the question.

In the end, I gave up. There was no use in wasting time staring Roly's arse. I switched off the table lamp and sprawled on my bed.

The entire room was covered with darkness; the only light source was a tiny mosquito repellant plugged to the switchboard. But its light was so low that I couldn't even see my sister's silhouette on her bed that was only few feet away from me.

I closed my eyes and tried to sleep.

It didn't come. My mind was full of amorous thoughts about my beautiful sister. The episode of last night began playing before my eyes like a movie. I visualized my sister's spreading her naked thighs, her hairy cunt exposed to my lecherous view, her soaking fingers slashing in and out of her wet cunt.

More I tried to divert my thoughts more it went back to the vision of my naked sister. My cock was hard like a rod and it was now straining inside my shorts.

I opened my eyes and stared in the darkness. I didn't know how long I had been fantasizing. I needed a release and I got to do it even if my sister was sleeping on a nearby bed.

I got down from my bed and sit on the edge. The room was glowing under a very dim orange light. I realized that my eyes were now accustomed to the darkness. I could now see the vague outline of my sister on her bed.

I rose from my bed, tiptoed across the gap between our beds, and squatted near her bed. Roly was now sleeping on her back, snoring gently. Her left leg was sprawled on the bed and the right leg was bent at her knees. Because of that, her gown had moved up along her thighs exposing her left leg up to the knee.

Under the dim glow of tiny orange light, all I could see was the vague outlines of her exposed legs. Even that was enough to drive me wild. My heart was beating fast, my whole body shivering with a strange excitement.

With my heart pounding fiercely in my chest, I reached out and gently placed my hand over her exposed knee. Her body shook involuntarily for a moment and then became still. I let my hand rest over her knee, looking for any response from Roly.

She didn't respond, still continued breathing lightly. I drew all my courage and slipped my hand slowly along her leg feeling the soft skin of her calf. My hand touched the hem of her gown.

I knew that I should immediately stop what I was doing and should go back to my bed, but I couldn't.

With shaking hands, I carefully pushed her gown upwards. As her one leg was folded in vertical position, the satin cloth moved rahter easily. I kept on pushing it until my fingers were a whisker away from the delicate mound of her cunt. I held my breath and gently flipped the hem of the gown over her belly exposing her mons veneris, the mound of her cunt, hidden behind the thin material of tiny blue cotton panties.

Blood rushed fiercely to my head; my whole body shivered with excitement. The hammering in my chest was reaching to a crescendo.

With my hand resting over her uncovered flashy thighs, I tried to catch my breath. It was not easy. The feeling of my sister's hot flesh and the realization that my fingers were almost touching her hot cunt, made it very difficult for me to stay cool. My cock throbbed so violently inside my shorts that I feared that it would start spurting there itself. With my free hand, I pushed my shorts down freeing my mammoth hard on.

Soon, I realized that all efforts to control my emotions were useless.

I gently slipped my hand and placed it over her cunt.

Roly was sound asleep. Her body didn't respond to my touch on her cunt. I let my hand rest over her cunt mound, feeling the soft fluffy mound. The sensory nerves in the palm of my hand could easily feel the soft sponginess and the delicate lips of her cunt.

I just couldn't believe that I was actually petting the first cunt of my life. In the heat of lust, it didn't matter to me that it belonged to my own sister and what I was doing was a crime under the social norms...a sin. I just wanted to feel the warmth of that delicious cunt. I was so lost in petting my sister's cunt that I didn't realize when my free hand gripped my massive hard on and began diddling it.

My shaking fingers gently began moving over her mound lightly. They slowly moved between her thighs feeling the parted lips of her cunt through her panties. My fingers could feel the soft crispy cunt hair, the fluffiness of her cunt lips and the moist slit between them through the sheer cloth. I pressed my fingers lightly, gently rubbing the moist area before her slit. I didn't have any knowledge of female anatomy and hence I couldn't comprehend the reason of her moist panties. I almost forgot that my actions could cause her to wake up and I could be caught red handed.

I continued feeling her slit, lost in the rapturous feeling overwhelming my whole body, while my other hand diddled my hard on.

My orgasm hit me without any warning. Before I could realize what was happening, my cock suddenly erupted splashing my hot cum juice. I had almost forgotten that while my fingers played with my sister's pussy, my other hand was busy massaging my erect cock feverishly. It resulted in a massive eruption of hot molten cum juice.

I quickly withdrew my hand from Roly's pussy and tried to stop the flying jets but, I was late. My cock spurted again and again releasing gobs after gobs of cum on the floor and on my hands.

The eruption ceased slowly, but I remained lost in the rhapsodic sensation. My cock was stilling jerking between my fingers even though nothing came out of the tiny hole.

I quickly took off my t shirt and wiped cum from the floor and from my hands. Under the dim lights, it was not possible to see cum on the floor but anyhow I mopped the floor. After wiping my fingers dry, I gently pulled my sister's gown back over her thighs.

I then noiselessly scurried to the toilet, carefully washed my cum soaked t shirt in the wash basin and dropped it in the washing machine.

Satisfied, I came out of the bathroom. Silently, dragged myself to my bed and slipped under the covers. I could still feel the mild shudders of erotic pleasure. I reveled in the fantastic feeling. I did have a momentary guilt feeling; but it didn't last.

When I went to sleep, my mind was full with amorous thoughts about my sexy sister.

III

All through the next day, I was virtually lost in my own paradise. My heart danced to a strange amorous tune buzzing in my mind and it kept reeling with rapture. It was very difficult for me to hide my perpetual state of arousal. As a result, I preferred to stay in the solitude of my room so that no one could notice the permanent bulge in front of my pants.

It also gave me ample opportunity to relive the events of the last night. I jacked myself off thrice during the day, every time dreaming about my beautiful sister. It made me even more restless as I waited eagerly for the next night.

It was a very long wait.

My mother was to some extent perplexed by my behavior. She must have noticed my unusual behavior, but I didn't pay any attention to her. I was too lost in my world to worry about her.

By and large, I avoided any conversation with Roly fearing that she might read the lust in my eyes. Every time, when I was with her, I tried to monitor her activities looking for any sign that she knew what I did last night. Occasionally, I did stare at her indirectly; always finding her relaxed, not even a trace of hint that she was aware of the events of the last night.

In the night, I hurriedly ate my dinner and immediately retired to my room, leaving mom, dad and Roly in the living room.

I waited impatiently for Roly.

She arrived at about eleven, little late than the last night. I didn't look at her when she entered the room, just kept my eyes buried to my notebook, continuously scribbling something, pretending to be fully engrossed in some kind of serious mathematical problem.

"Hi..." She smiled at me.

I stared at her and then diverted my gaze back to my work.

If I was expecting something, it didn't happen. She didn't speak further and sprawled on her bed, adjusted her pillows to rest her head in an elevated position. To my dismay, she then took a book from the side rack and began reading.

I kept staring into my books wishing for her to sleep.

She continued with her reading. I was finding it hard to carry on with my pretense; waiting made me even more restless.

At last, she decided to call it a day. She dropped the book on her side and asked me to turn off the lights. I immediately switched on the table lamp, and rushed to switch off the main bulb. Roly said me goodnight and turned her back toward me.

After a short while, the room was filled with the sound of her hurried breathing.

I impatiently waited for another half an hour or so, then switched off the study lamp. The room was covered with the darkness. I lay on my bed waiting for my eyes to get accustomed to the tiny orange light from the electronic mosquito repellant. A part of me tried to deter me from what I was about to do. It was not a good thing to pet my sister's pussy when she was sleeping, and I knew if my parents ever learnt about it, I would be a pariah in my own family. Nevertheless, the thought of reliving the mind-boggling experience I had had last night, weakened my resolve.

I was simply dying to touch my sister's pussy again.

I got down from my bed.

I crawled noiselessly to near her bed. Roly was on her back; her legs spread on the bed. I waited impatiently squatting near her leg, expecting any movement in her body. There was none.

In the tiny orange light, all I could see was the silhouette of my sister sprawled on the bed.

I drew all my courage, and gently picked one end of her gown. I slowly began to slide it upwards. It was difficult today because she was lying flat on the bed. My heart was beating heavily, but I persisted by continuously pushing it upwards. Inch by inch, her gown moved along her thighs.

My efforts finally paid, and I was able to push her gown over her stomach. My sister's panties clad pussy was open to my lecherous view.

Once again, I ensured that Roly was still snoring. Then, I gently placed my trembling hand over her cunt mound and began running my fingers over her soft and supple mound. Like the last night, I again brushed my fingers over her slit, feeling her plump lips through her panties.

Like the last night, there was a large moist spot in front of her slit; my fingers could even feel the wetness.

My cock, by now, was fully erect with anticipation. With the free hand, I pulled it out of my shorts and began rubbing the cock head with my fingers.

As the time passed, I got little bolder. I started caressing my sister's cunt coarsely. My initial movements were soft and controlled but when she didn't produce any alarming signals, I began taking liberties.

I carefully slid two of my fingers inside the elastic band of her panties. My fingers gently brushed over her pussy hair. I waited patiently for a moment; then slowly I pushed it down and exposed her cunt.

For a second, my heart leaped in my chest, beating feverishly. I could feel beads of sweat on my forehead.

In the dim light of my room, all I could see was the obscure outlines of her hairy cunt, her thick bush covering her cunt. I was encouraged to go further, so I began rolling her panties off her thighs. It took some effort from me, but slowly it rolled, moving along her thighs. Once her panties were off her fleshy thighs, it moved easily. I slid it up to her knees and let it be there.

Then, placing my hands over her thighs, I gently pushed her thighs apart. Her legs spread; my head was only inches away from her twat. In the darkness, I could only distinguish the hairy V extending between her thighs. Her cunt slit was not visible.

I inched closer to her pussy and took the first whiff of a cunt. A strange sharp smell filled my nostrils; I didn't feel repulsed by it. It had a kind of intoxicating effect on my mind. In my horniness, I relished the smell of my sister's cunt.

My head was spinning with excitement; I was about to touch my first pussy. In my fantasies, I had touched and fucked many pussies, but it was my first real pussy. And the fact that it belonged to my own sister made it even better.

My whole body was shuddering with anticipation.

At last, my shivering hand touched her crisp, curly bush. Afraid that I would wake her, I withdrew it immediately. Observed my sister for any movement, waited for few moments and then again brushed her cunt hair lightly with my fingers. Roly was still snoring. I slowly rested my fingers over her naked cunt.

My mind went dizzy with rapture.

I let my hand stay there, feeling the soft curly hair covering the supple mound of her naked cunt. Slowly, I began to caress her hairy cunt with my fingers. My fingers began to explore the every nook and crannies of her cunt; the soft curly hair covering her cunt, her pouty cunt lips, the slit and the tiny bud protruding out of her cunt lips. As my fingers traveled further, I felt the wetness at the lower side of her slit. Her slit and the hair covering that region appeared soaking wet with a warm, thick and sticky liquid. Even her inner thighs were also wet. From whatsoever knowledge I had about women, I knew that they got wet when they were horny. However, I didn't know whether they get wet while sleeping too,

My fingers nudged at her inner slit, many times, while my fingers explored her cunt. I earnestly wanted to insert my finger inside her slit. Nevertheless, for some unknown reasons, I resisted the temptation to push my finger inside her cunt. Probably, I was still apprehensive about waking her up. I deliberately kept my strokes light and gentle while fondling her cunt.

While my one hand cuddled my sister's delicious pussy, my other hand was busy stroking my cock. I worked dexterously, one hand caressed my sister's cunt and other whacked my shaft at a feverish pace.

It's difficult to remember how long that session lasted but I whacked myself off to another wonderful climax.

With the intense feeling of self-gratification, my cock erupted fiercely. From the experience of the last night, I was prepared and so I already had my cock head wrapped in a small towel. My cock ejaculated with force, drenching the tiny towel with the fresh release of hot cum. My cock throbbed violently between my grip and erupted gobs of cum into the towel.

Once my eruption subsided, I wiped my cock head clean. Then, I quickly tried to roll her panties back in place. It rolled up to her ass but after that, it refused to move any further. I somehow pushed it over her thighs, adjusted her clothes and retired to my bed to another wonderful night of erotic dreams.

Next day was another day of wild reveries. I talked less with my family members and remained mostly confined to my room. Mom actually once asked me why I was so silent. Poor lady. She actually thought that I was unhappy for being forced to share my room with Roly.

Roly also tried to talk to me once or twice, but when she found that I was not interested, she gave up. She appeared completely oblivious of the events happening in the darkness of my room.

Or... was she pretending? I didn't know.

I had a gut feeling that Roly was wide awake on both the nights, and she was pretending. Something, in the back of my mind continuously nudged me that it was not possible to feel a woman's cunt without waking her.

The more I pondered; the more I was convinced that Roly was feigning. I never had any sexual experience before, neither did I have any knowledge about a women's psychology, yet I had this gut feeling, again and again, that she was awake when I touched her pussy. However, I wasn't sure how to confirm my suspicions.

I was also looking at the bright side of it. If Roly was awake on all occasions, then it was a clear indication that she was also enjoying what I was doing to her. And if she liked it then I had no reason to be apprehensive.

In the night, everything happened like the repeat of a movie. Roly showed at eleven. I switched on my table lamp, she put off the main lights, said me goodnight and slopped on to her bed. Soon, the partially darkened room was buzzing with her gentle snoring.

It was another excruciating wait for another half an hour before I made a move. I slipped off my bed and walked over to near her bed. She was sleeping like an angel, her legs spread wide.

Unlike the last two days, this time I didn't settle of the floor. Rather, I sat on the edge of her bed. After the titillating experiences of the last two days, I had every reason to be bold. I carelessly pushed her gown up and slipped my fingers inside her panties. Just a touch of her curling silky cunt hair made my mind reeling with lust.

So desperately, I wanted to fuck that cunt.

I rolled her panties down revealing her moist pussy. I let my hand slide along the hairy slit of my sister's cunt which was again soaked with a sticky liquid. My fingers caressed her wet cunt hair, gently prodding into her moist opening. Her outer cunt lips flared and I realized that I was touching her heated inner slit.

My mouth went dry with excitement.

My cock swelled to mammoth proportions. I left it unattended. I lowered my fingers further along her slit until my middle finger was nudging at the luscious opening. I let my finger gently slid inside her moist recess. It moved effortlessly; I pushed little harder and inch by inch, it was buried to the knuckle.

I could not believe what I was doing.

Here, I was sitting at the edge of my sister's bed with my middle finger fully embedded inside her scorching cunt. Although Roly continued snoring lightly, yet I sensed an undistinguishable tremor in her cunt lips and a distinct move of her thighs as her legs spread to accommodate my intruding finger.

I again had the feeling that she was awake and only feigning, still I could not draw enough courage to ask her to stop her pretense. What if I was wrong and she was actually sleeping.

I decided against doing anything about asking her to get up and join me. If she too was having fun, it was fine with me as long as she didn't deny me my share of fun.

Intuitively, my finger began moving in and out of her cunt. It moved in a slow deliberate motion. I began fucking my sister with my finger.

My cock had swelled enormously and was straining inside my shorts. I lowered my shorts to my knees and freed my hard on. While my finger sloshed into her wet hole, my other hand gripped my cock and began beating it.

I continued moving my finger in and out of her wet hot cunt. Every now and then, I felt an obscure writhing of her body, so blur that it was very difficult to comprehend. Her gentle breathing became somewhat erratic and in between, she murmured something which was difficult to interpret.

I let go any restrictions that I had imposed upon myself to prevent her from waking, and fucked her with my finger harder and faster. I didn't realize but I was groaning with pleasure.

I let the passion overwhelm my body and began beating my cock vigorously. I had never felt so much aroused in my life. My finger was sloshing into my sister's cunt; socked with her juice which her cunt was oozing in abundance. It was surprising that even in her sleep, her cunt was responding so energetically to my finger fucking.

Then it happened; she whimpered in her sleep, her body twitched and went rigid. Suddenly, my finger was deluged with a fresh release from her already moist cunt. Her body remained taut for a moment and then became limp. While this happened, her cunt muscles throbbed involuntarily, gripping and releasing my poking finger into her soft folds.

I couldn't take any more. My cock jerked for the final time and a volcanic eruption shot out of my cock head inundating the towel that was covering my cock head.

I stopped moving my finger in and out of Roly's cunt. I enjoyed the blissful feeling as my cock spurted again and again. It was such a wonderful feeling that I would never forget. My hot zism drenched the towel covering my cock. When the shooting subsided, I withdrew my finger out of my sister's pussy and wiped the remaining cum sticking to my cock head.

My middle finger was soaked with my sister's cunt juice. I brought the finger close to my nose and inhaled the musky aroma; then, I stuck my tongue out and licked my finger.

Not bad. I thought.

My taste buds liked the flavor of my sister's pussy juice. So, I took it in my mouth and sucked it dry. I reveled in the salty, tangy taste of her delicious cunt juice. Every time, while reading the porn stories, I wondered how a man could lick a cunt, a dirty little hole from where women release their pee.

While licking my soaked fingers, I got my answer.

Roly was still snoring lightly, her legs wide spread, her panties rolled down to her thighs and her wet cunt hair gleaming under the dull light. I savored the last vision of her delicious cunt and rolled her panties back to position.

Finally, after adjusting her gown back, I labored myself to the bathroom, disposed the soaked towel into the washing hamper and washed myself clean.

When I returned to my room, Roly was still sleeping silently. I lovingly looked at my dear sister and slipped into my bed.

I tried to sleep, but it didn't come immediately. My mind was puzzled. I was still trying to figure out whether Roly was awake, when I finger fucked her. My mind said yes she was, they way she moaned, the way her body shivered when her orgasm hit her, everything indicated that Roly was wide awake. Yet, I was afraid to admit that.

If she was awake, then she was also enjoying everything that had transpired between us for the last three days. It also meant that she might also let me fuck her.

Would she?

I wasn't sure. The only thing I was sure about was that after finger fucking my sister's hairy cunt; I desperately wanted to fuck her, wanted to ram that delicious cunt with my throbbing hard on and fuck my mind out.

My mind was so occupied with my beautiful sister that I never realized when I dozed off.

I woke up from my restless sleep; something had scurried across my belly.

For a moment, I could not understand where I was. My eyelids were heavy with sleep. Slowly the reality descended upon me.

The room was still engulfed in the darkness. I couldn't see the tiny orange light emanating from the mosquito repellent. Then I became aware of a silhouette standing near my bed and obstructing the light from the repellant. A quivering hand was running softly over my thighs.

My heart suddenly began beating fiercely in my chest. My mouth went dry.

The obscure figure slowly settled on the edge of my bed.

I knew it was Roly. She was gently running her hand over my thighs.

Nothing could have stopped my cock from growing to massive proportions and that's what happened as my cock began to swell. In the silence of the room, I could clearly hear her heavy breathing as she rubbed my thighs. Occasionally, her hand brushed over my pubic area giving a casual flick to my cock that had almost grown to a massive hardness.

I immediately closed my eyes back and enjoyed the exquisite feeling.

Roly continued rubbing my thighs, gently going from one thigh to another, and in between lightly brushing my erect cock which was pushing inside my shorts.

On the next chance, when her hand floated over my crotch, it remained there for a longer duration. She gently caressed the tip of my hardened cock with the tips of her finger. Then she squeezed it lightly through the material of my shorts. My whole body twitched with delight.

She loosened her grip but her fingers remained wrapped around my cock. As if, she was not sure about what to do. She again gripped my cock, this time squeezing it somewhat tightly. She began playing with my hard-on. Her whole palm encircled my cock and she gently began to run her hand along the length.

My cock was still hidden behind the thin material of my shorts.

She played with my cock for a while, and then suddenly let my cock free. However, before I could react she immediately unfasten the cord of my shorts, inserted her fingers inside the elastic, and began pulling my shorts down to my knees. She didn't bother to be careful about waking me up, and forced my shorts lower along my thighs.

Within seconds, the shorts was pulled down up to my calves. My hard cock, suddenly gaining its freedom, rose like a magnificent flagpole.

Next moment, I felt her fingers gripping my bare cock.

My heart leaped with joy. God finally had listened to my prayers. Whatever I had been wishing for last few days was suddenly happening. My horny sister was playing with my cock.

My cock suddenly appeared to swell even further.

Roly was gently running her hand over my cock. She was breathing heavily. Her initial strokes were slow, light and deliberate as if making her mind whether to continue what she was doing. Then it began to become rough. Her soft grip over my cock became a bit harder and she began whacking my cock firmly.

I kept my eyes closed, pretending to be asleep, enjoyed the fantastic feeling of getting my cock diddled by my own sister. In just a matter of days, everything in my life had changed. Only a week ago, I wouldn't have believed even in my wildest dreams that my own sister would play with my cock and that too so lovingly.

I was in heaven.

Roly continued playing with my cock; gently rubbing it, kneading it, sometimes squeezing it firmly. Her strokes were gaining momentum. Slowly, I became aware if she continued stroking like that my cock would soon erupt in her hand. My cock began to throb.

Roly sensed my impending orgasm as she immediately stopped massaging my cock; with her thumb and two fingers, she gripped the base of my cock and squeezed it very firmly.

It had the right effect. My cock throbbed violently in her hands, ready to ejaculate, but nothing came out. Her firm grip over the base of my cock prevented any ejaculation. She kept it pressed firmly waiting for the throbbing to subside. My cock jerked few times between her fingers and then slowly the sensation began to subside. I could feel the pressure inside my ball slowly losing its vigor and in a minute or so, it became normal.

Once the throbbing my cock subsided; Roly released her grip and let my cock slide out of her grip. It remained erect like a flagpole. I heard her move.

I opened my eyes partially and looked through the eyelids.

She was now on her knees, her face very close to my face. I could feel her hot breath over my cheeks.

She brought her lips close to my ear.

"Get up Rohan," She whispered hoarsely in my ear. "I know you're awake."

I remained silent, pretending to be asleep.

"Get up you bastard." Her breathing was heavy. "You must finish what you've started."

I opened my eyes and smiled lecherously at her.

"Never ditch a woman when she's in heat." Her lips touched my ear and then traveled to my lips. She kissed me on my lips and her hand again grabbed my cock and wagged it. "I desperately need the services of your friend."

I could now understand why she didn't let me ejaculate. My horny sister wanted my hot zism between her thighs, deep inside her pussy.

Roly let go my cock and stood on the floor. She began to undress. Grabbing the hem of her gown, she lifted it over her head, and carelessly let it fall on the floor. Then she undid her bra and let it slide to the floor. Finally, she rolled her panties down.

My sister was standing in her birthday suit. She stepped out of her panties and mounted on my bed. She pushed my shorts away from my knees, out of my legs and tossed it carelessly on the floor. Then she helped me in removing my t-shirt. In a fraction of second, I too was lying naked on my bed.

She slipped beside me; placed her leg over my thighs in such a way that my cock head rubbed against her wet bush. Her boobs crushed against my bare chest.

An electric shock ran through my body. My body was tense with excitement. My dick was getting its first introduction with a woman's pussy.

I felt her wet lips over mine and she was kissing me. Her hand again gripped my cock. She began rubbing my cock head over her soaking twat.

"Fuck me Rohan." Her voice was shivering with emotion. "Fuck me."

Could have I asked for anything better. I moved my hip forward. My cock which was already at the entrance of her slit began to move inside. I felt a velvety enclave slowly engulfing my cock head.

"No...!" She said suddenly. "Take me from behind."

With that, she pushed me back, making my cock move out of her slit. It was a strange request but I let her do what she wanted. I wanted to fuck her and it didn't matter whether I fuck her in missionary position or from behind.

She rotated her body until her back was pressing into my chest. She took my hand and placed it over her massive breasts. I began kneading them.

My cock was now pressed against her anal crack.

She lifted her leg letting my cock slid along the ridge between the joint of her thighs. Once again, I could feel my cock head touching her wet bush. I reached out, slowly sliding my free hand from between her thighs and touched her wet pussy. It was dripping.

Roly moaned loudly.

I probed her wet slit with my index finger. It smoothly sailed inside her hot depth.

"Fuck me." She pleaded.

I withdrew my hand from her pussy, gripped her one leg and raised it higher, and arched my body a little to accommodate my body between her legs. It was a little awkward to me. Certainly, it wasn't the best position for my first fuck. However, all I wanted was my cock inside her pussy and entering her from front or behind didn't matter much. I angled my torso, and I could now feel my cock head again probing into her hot twat.

Roly reached out, grabbed my cock head and planted it over her scorching hole. I grabbed her waist with both hands and pushed. My dick triumphantly entered her warm, wet crack.

"Yessssssssssssssssss...!" She squealed joyfully.

I continued pressing cock into her well lubricated cunt. I could feel as my dick disappearing into her warm, velvety adobe. Her pussy clutched my rigid cock inside her heavenly depth. I realized that my cock was now fully inside her as I could feel her cunt hair brushing against my thatch.

I let my cock buried into my first pussy and enjoyed the rapturous feeling. It was difficult for me to believe that I was actually fucking my first pussy, my own sister.

"What happened...?" Roly realized that I was not moving.

"Nothing," I replied. "Just getting used to the fact that I'm actually fucking you."

She smiled and turned her head. I bent my head and we kissed. Her lips remained locked on to mine while she took my hand between her thighs and placed it over her pussy. She pressed my fingers into her pussy.

"It'll make you sure." She whispered.

She was right. My fingers touched the soaked bush of her cunt, the parted cuntlips and groped at the base of my rigid shaft which was almost entirely embedded inside her heavenly depth. The only part of my cock my fingers could implore was the hairy root and the sack.

"Now fuck me." She ordered.

I began humping her with a slow rhythm.

Roly arched her back forcing her ass into my pelvic allowing my cock to penetrate even deeper into her cunt. I could feel her cunt-lips stretching with every in stroke of my rigid tool.

I pressed on fucking her at an even pace, driving my prick deeper and deeper into her well lubricated cunt. She lay still with her one leg supported high in air and began to groan. Her head was supported on my left hand and my right hand was helping to keep her right leg high in air while I rammed her cunt from behind.

Due to the dim light in the room, it was not possible for me to see the expression on her face; but the way she was groaning was evident enough that she was equally enjoying fucking her brother. In the heat of that moment, all the relationships were changed. Roly and I, from brother and sister, had suddenly become a man and woman going through their age old ritual of pleasuring each other.

With every stroke, my belly was heavily humping into her taut ass cheeks. I wanted to feel her ass, to grab her ass cheeks between my palms. However, my both hands were engaged and I knew that I couldn't do anything about it at that moment.

I kept on slamming my cock into her cunt-lips, slowly increasing my rhythm. Even though her cunt was well lubricated and my cock was moving easily in and out of her fuck hole, still I could feel the tightness of her pussy. My sister had really got a tight pussy and even after fucking for four years with her husband, she still appeared tight enough.

I kept banging my horny sister, plunging again and again in and out of her hot cunt-hole, my balls banging steadily against the backs of her thighs, my coarse thatch grinding against her anus.

Roly was writhing and moaning loudly, seemed to be enjoying the plundering. She brought her hand back and grabbed my ass cheeks pressing my body more into her.

"You liked it Roly...?" I whispered into her ear.

"Ohhhhhhhh...yeah...!" She moaned. "Ohhhhhhh...it feels great. Yes...yes...keep doing it...ahhh...ahhh."

I began fucking her pussy with more vigor; now with every stroke pulling the entire length of my cock out of her pussy and then plunging it back into her willing receptacle with much force. I didn't know how people perform during their first fuck, but I was quite satisfied the way I was going.

My fucking made her cunt -juices drip more and more, and soon I could realize that her inner thighs and the crack of her ass were sopping wet. I could also feel a part of our juice slowly seeping into my pubic hair.

"Ahhhh...ahhhh...!" Roly moaned; humping her arse back in excitement. "Fuck me harder."

"Sure sis...!"

I obeyed her command and began humping harder and faster. I was panting with effort. My right hand that was gripping her leg high in air began to ache. Nevertheless, I continued ramming my dick into her ravenous pussy. With every stroke, my belly slammed into her ass making a loud sloppy sound.

Her body was now trembling head to toe. She grunted and gasped as she experienced the massive plundering of my rampant cock. My chest heaved violently with my wild humping. I strained my muscles to get deeper and deeper inside her pussy, and she wholeheartedly supported my efforts.

"Ahhhh...Ohhhh...Gaaawd...I love it. Fuck my pussy hard!"

She began thrusting her ass back into my belly matching my rhythm. I increased the tempo. The flesh-slapping noises along with the amorous moans filled the silence of our room. I could feel sweat pouring out of our bodies and drenching the bed sheet beneath.

Roly impaled herself again and again on my dick, her whole body now shaking with a wild abandon.

"Ohhh...ahhhh..."She cried suddenly, clutching my cock tightly between her cunt muscles. "Aagh...I'm coming! I'm coming!"

I continued pumping her pussy in complete frenzy.

All of a sudden, her thighs became stiff.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...!"She moaned so loudly that I was afraid that our parents would hear her down stairs. "Oh...Gawd...ahh...you made me come!"

She clenched my cock with the soft fold of her cunt and wriggled excitedly. It was my first experience of a woman's orgasm. However, her action set my orgasm too. My balls suddenly churned violently and my hot cum moved out of my cock head with a wild ferocity.

I plunged forward for the final time into her as my cock erupted inside her delicious pussy. I had cum before, but it was the out of the world experience. I doubt that I would ever be able to forget my fist cum into my sister's pussy.

I shot my full load into her in a number of jerks. By the time my cock stopped shooting, both of us were out of breath. Her cunt was now overflowing with the mix of our love potion. My cock was still buried deep into her pussy and I could feel our spending had completely soaked my thighs and thatch.

I let her leg go and hugged her body into mine with my aching hand. We lay there silently, snuggled to each other, trying to catch our breath. Finally, she regained her senses and pushed my sweat soaked body away from her. My flaccid cock slipped out of her cunt with a slushy sound.

Roly turned her body and faced me.

"That was really good, Rohan," She smiled and kissed me. Her tongue gently lingered over my sweat covered face, tasting the salty liquid. "You made me very happy."

I smiled back at her.

IV

Roly slipped off my bed and reached for her sleepers in the darkness. When she found them; she slipped her legs into it and walked to the bathroom. She didn't make any attempt to put her clothes back.

I remained sprawled lazily on my bed, watching her naked silhouette walking away from me. After our frenzied fucking session, I was feeling drowsy. My body felt feather light and my eyes began to droop.

With half closed eyes, I watched as Roly opened the bathroom door and switched on the lights inside. She stood at the door for a while. The lights from the opened bathroom door illuminated her naked body.

Before stepping into the bathroom, she turned in my direction and looked at me. Then she went into the bathroom leaving the doors open.

I immediately woke from my stupor. The way she looked at me, my instinct told me that she wanted me there with her. I jumped off my bed and hurried to the bathroom.

Roly was sitting at the toilet. A strong hissing was resonating in the bathroom. Her eyes wore a delirious look as she watched me looking at her. I moved closer and silently watched her pissing.

I could see the golden jet of water streaming out of her cunt, and splashing against the wall of the chamber pot. The whole spectacle was so erotic that I could feel my flaccid cock began to rise again.

I watched my sister lecherously while she finished her piss. The golden jet slowly reduced to a mild dribble and then ceased completely. She waited there letting the drops of piss drip out of her pussy. Before getting up from the pot, she shook her cunt lips to release any remaining drop.

She then stood in front of me, completely naked, without any stitch of cloth on her body.

At that moment, I realized that I was actually looking Roly nude for the first time. It's a different thing that I had seen her naked before…just three days ago when I spied through the keyhole while she finger fucked her pussy and in the last two days when I pet her pussy. However, in the true sense, my sister was standing completely nude before me for the first time. Even though I had fucked her only a few minutes ago, I didn't really see her naked body in the darkness of my room.