I am Sakshi, a 30 year-old married woman, mother of 4 year daughter and I have been married for the last 6 years and I stay at Chennai, working as cashier in a private company. My husband is working in a company at Bangalore, as he got transferred there, about a year back. Once in a month or so, he used to come home. Since my daughter is studying in a kinder garden school, I stayed at Chennai.
Other persons in my in laws are, my Father in law & mom in law, & most of time, they were in their native village. There is a younger brother of my husband by name Santosh. He is unmarried and is 25. About 3 months back, he got a job at Chennai and started to stay with us.
I was much satisfied with my hubby, but of late, I started to get unsatisfied, due to his longer period of absence.
About my looks, I am fair, tall and a quite good figure of 36-28-38. My BIL is a young guy with good body & macho looks. By profession, he was a junior marketing manager of a lingerie company.
Three months had passed since my BIL had come with me and it was a holiday period when I had sent my daughter kid to my parent’s place and for the first time, we two were staying alone in the house. One day, my BIL came early from office. It was Friday and he look much tensed. I asked him the reason for early coming home and why was he tensed. He said it was work pressure & lot of work was outstanding. He told me, he has to give report by Monday, failing of which, he is sure that his job would go. I comforted him and told him to be cool and everything would be all right. I asked what project was about. He said it was kind of analysis of Indian woman & their likes and dislikes.
So I said what is the problem?
He said, the work is over but his boss told him today, on review that his project lacks survey of today’s married Indian woman & some photographs of prospective models, who would carry out advertisement of their product.
He said, “I was totally not aware of this two points and now my boss is trying to put the blame on me. So I am very much tensed.” I asked him to ask his boss for some more days and complete the project. To which he denied and said there is no time left and he will have to look for new job. I told him to relax and change his dress, meanwhile I will prepare some tea for him.
I brought the tea to his bedroom and placed it on the table, in front of him. While I bend down, he got a nice look at my cleavage and my bra, as I was wearing a night gown, at that time. This threw an idea in him and the woman for the survey, the model for ad shoot and his long term fantasy woman.
Then while sipping tea, he said, “Sis, give me some idea, how on earth, I find such woman. She should be married and still be good looking.”
I got bit soft on him and told, I will try to arrange some friend of mine for survey but modeling, it’s difficult.
He said they all themselves are not well dressed, how they will give him an accurate survey result.
Then feeling bit concerned on him, I said “could I take a survey to help you out?”
Santosh’s eyes brightened, looking at me said, “Ok, sure, why not? You are more admirable than your friends and at this stage, I have no options too. So can you help me out, Sis?” he asked.
I said, “After all, it is you, so I can, but you have to promise, that your brother, nor anyone, should come to know.”
Santosh promised me that. Then he brought some of his questionnaire and he started the survey.
He asked me, “From what age, you started to wear bras, Sis?” I said, “14 years”.
His next question was “What was the size, at that time?” I said, “32 C”.
He then asked me, what is my age now and I said 32. “What is the size now you wear?” he asked.
I said, “36 D”.
Immediately he bounced at me, “So in these 18 years, your size has increased by 4 inches and a cup”. I nodded. These questions were getting me hot as I had not had sex, since last one month & moreover, no one has question me, about my private parts and about the inner wears and my BIL was the first person, asking me such questions.
He then said “I will proceed to panties”. I nodded ok.
He asked, “When was your first menstrual cycle?” I was stunned by the question. Santosh looked at me and told me “Sorry, but I have to ask, Sis” I said “At the age of 14.”
Santosh was showing no signs of getting hot, but I was sure. He then asked what type of bras I like and what style and what fabric and those types of questions, something more personal about the choice of my panties selection too. I managed to answer them all.
My BIL then asked me, “What is the shape of your breasts? Round or Conical?”
I am not sure how to answer “I think, it’s a mixture of both.” He said “But, I have to tick only one option,Sis”
He then paused for a while, looked at me and said, “If you don’t mind, let me measure and calculate. Then I can say as per my company calculations, what shape it is called.”
For a moment, I was struck awe, but almost immediately, I made my mind to let him to measure me. He then ask me to remove my saree and I hesitantly bring down the saree pallu and stood in front of him. Santosh took a tape and started measuring me and in that process, his fingers began to touch my boobs. He then placed his one hand on the slope of my boobs and the other below the boobs, lightly, as if holding the boob and said “Sis, they are round and not too pointed.”
His touch was making me feeling great. He then asked whether my boobs were soft or hard. I said “hard”
He said “I doubt” and he daringly put his hands over my boobs and pressed it, a bit. He then said, “Yours is soft to touch but hard in shape.”
My BIL was showing no signs of getting hot, so I was thinking, whether he is touching me on purpose, or was really very professional. His non-excitement was giving me a sign, he was a professional.
Santosh then asked me to jump up and down for 3 times, to see how my current bra was intact in performing. I did that & he could see my boobs flying in all directions. This time, his eyes lightened a bit, but I was still not sure.
He then gave me a weighing scale and asked me to get inside the room and measure my breasts weight alone individually and collectively, preferably with no clothes on. Now, I really doubt this was also part of questionnaire. I hesitated a bit. He said, “This is the last part of the survey. Please do it for me,Sis.”
I proceeded to give it a try and thereby obliging my BIL’s request too. I said to him, I shall use his room, which was in the ground floor, while mine was in the upstairs. I went inside the room, removed my blouse and got rid of my bra too. Now I was all nude, above my waist. Then I put the weighing machine on the edge of the bed. I knelled down on the floor and put my breasts over the weighing scale, measured them and took a paper from his writing desk and wrote it. While putting back my clothes, I decided not to wear the brassiere and put on only my blouse and saree, leaving the bra there, on the bed itself. I just want to test my BIL’s reaction on seeing my bra lying on his bed. I then came outside and gave the paper to him, for which my BIL said his survey was over and he thanked me, for my timely help. I said the dinner is ready and asked him to come and have it.
He said “You have it, Sis. I will have after some time. I shall enter these data’s on to my laptop & then I will come”.
I had my dinner and then went to his room to call him for dinner. Santosh was not in his room. I saw his all clothes removed and were on the bed. Immediately I looked out for the brassiere but I found it missing. Is it taken by my BIL? He was in bathroom. With little confusion or delight I don’t know, I came out. After a while, my BIL came out, after having his bath and said the survey is over and thanked me again. He then went to the dinner table to have the dinner. I then quietly went to his room again.
Now I saw my brassiere lying on the center of his bed. I picked it up and I found some sticky fluid to be on the cups. Immediately I realize, that it was semen of my BIL & he had masturbated on my bra. Though I was bit embarrassed seeing that, & immediately I was wet between my legs. Now all the doubts of my BIL being professional were over. Now I decided to catch him red-handed.
When I came back, Santosh saw me coming out of his room and he told me, “Sis, I saw you have left your bra on the bed itself. I thought of giving it to you, but I forgot. So can you take it?” He said it with a mischievous smile on his face, knowing fully that if I saw his ‘thick fluid’ on my bra. I was really surprised by his act. I silently showed him off the brassiere, which I held it in my hand. Immediately his smile vanished and I saw his head down. I didn’t say anything and went to my room.
So, we both have liking for each other. So I decide to seduce him, that he will have to do it in front of me, whatever he has done inside his bathroom. I changed my clothes and wore a bit thin night gown, with contrast bra & panties, so my BIL could see clearly my bra & panties, through the night gown & went back to table, where he was eating.
Santosh had a surprised look on me, as he saw my new outfit. I bend before him a lot, showing him lot of my cleavage, on the pretext of picking a spoon, from the table. His eyes were getting bigger. After the dinner, we both were sitting on the sofa watching TV. I then started the discussion, what he is going to do regarding the ad model. Santosh said, “I am really getting worried on this, Sis. I fear I am going to loose my job, nothing more.” “Oh, don’t say like that, Santosh. You won’t loose your job”, by saying this, I just made up my mind to tease him a bit and I dropped the remote control of TV, in front of him. As I sat very close, just next to him, I bend on top of his knees and while trying to pick up the remote, I rested my boobs over his knees.
I was not able to pick it up, so I stood up and then went close to the remote and bend down before him, to pick it up. As I had already lowered my gown zip a bit, this gave such a great scene to him. Almost of my boobs spilled out and my BIL was feasting on them. Again I sat next to him on sofa & asked what models were paid for an ad shoot.
He said about 25000 rupees. Sis, can you save my job, can you do me a shoot for me?”
I said, “Hey, I am not that good and I cannot do. What if your brother comes to know?”
He said, “I will morph your face with other and you don’t have to worry about it. And I promise you this will remain between you and me only, Sis.”
After a lot of false hesitation, I finally said “Yes”. My BIL was delighted & energized like anything. He said “thanks” and he immediately went and got me, my size bra and panties of his company. I took them and went inside my bedroom and wore it. I then called him inside.
His eyes looked stunned at seeing me in bra & panties and the words of “Sexy” came out of his mouth. He brought the digital cam and started taking pictures, in all possible positions, specifically asking me to bend a lot and after taking the photo. He also showed me the pictures, which he took with my consent.
Santosh then gave me another set of bra and panties and asked me to wear that. This was very seductive lingerie. It barely covers anything. One can easily trace out the nipples, just inside the bra and the pubic area, would appear much clearer, in spite of wearing the panties. I wore that too and called him in.
My BIL was doubly satisfied by seeing me on those, his facial expressions showed it all. He asked to take a position, with my hands above my head and one of the legs on the bed. He went behind the lens and was about to take a click, when he came close to me and said that a ‘thread’ is hanging from my right boob. When I was about to pull it, my BIL said, “No, don’t pull it, Sis. The whole thread would come out”. He then looked for a scissors, but couldn’t find one. He then asked me daringly, whether he can break it with his teeth and before waiting for my ‘yes’ or ‘no’, my BIL just brought his face, right close to my boobs and put the thread in between his teeth. Tentatively Santosh took the support of my shoulders initially and seeing no protest, my BIL got bolder and on pretext of breaking the thread, he started touching my boobs, with his lips. His lips slowly encircled my boobs and soon his lips started chewing the nipple area. I was at the height of ecstasy and a short moan escaped from me. It was too much for me and while I was almost to grab his head over my boobs, He broke the thread with his teeth and at the same time, he bites into my breasts also, exactly over the nipple area.
I felt the pinch of the pain and I cried in pain saying, “Hey, what you are doing?”
Santosh immediately took his head away and said, “Sorry Sis, I think, it had hurt you.” and he push his index finger right onto my nipple, over the bra. I pushed his hand away.
But my BIL didn’t give up and he placed his hand just on the bra cup and in no time, his finger got into the bra and was able to touch on my nipple itself. He simply told, “Please bear it, Sis. I am afraid there are ‘teeth marks’ over here. So let me to check it.”
I immediately tried to pull his hand away. I said, “Hey, ou are naughtier than I imaged. I have accepted only for a photo shoot. If you behave naughty, then I have to say no for this photo shoot.”
Immediately he loosened his grip and, my BIL has to take his hand out. But as he took his hand out, he deliberately managed to pull out the bra cup, on one side, and as a result, one of my boobs got exposed. My BIL saw my naked boob and immediately started clicking pictures of them, before I tried to cover it, with my hand. He then put his cam on auto clicking mode and came next to me.
But now, we both could see the ‘wet spot’ over my nipple area, on the bra, which was nothing but the saliva of my BIL, when he chewed it, while breaking the thread. Santosh saw it and said, “Oh, sorry, Sis. Your bra became wet. I cannot take the photo shoot with this wet bra. So we have to change this bra.” Saying that, he asked me to raise my hands and he took both his hands just under my arms and swiftly, his fingers touched the bra ‘hook’ on my back and before it could realize, he unclasped the ‘bra hook’ Santhosh pulled the loose straps over my arms and he just managed to grab both boobs by both his hands. I stood awe-struck, with no words to say, and my BIL took his hands out and saw my boobs fully naked.
He then said, “Where on earth, I will get a more beautiful model, Sis.” and started to suck my boobs turn by turn. My BIL then at same time concentrated on my panties and removed them, in no time. He then threw me on bed & kiss me everywhere. He lick me in between my thighs and I just couldn’t control. He too then removed his clothes, took out his tool, got bold & was ordering me like his wife, telling me to suck him. I sucked him for 15 mins, in and out licking his dick, sucking it, playing with the balls. Then my BIL finally had cum in my mouth.
He then started to suck my boobs again & then start to tit-fuck me, which I had never had with my husband. After some time, when he got hard again, my BIL got between my legs, spread them good enough and put in his massive ‘pole’ in between my legs. He then start the ‘real’ fucking in my pussy, slowly to start with, then with more power. I was moaning hard now. His ‘strokes’ were powerful & I had not experienced such a powerful strokes ever before, My BIL cum inside me, splashing his endless load inside me and finally he collapse over me. Then he lay by my side for some time and again his ‘youth’ prompted him that he can do more now. This was something, which I always wanted, which also is my husband’s ‘weak’ area.
My BIL again started to put my dick in my mouth and in no matter, it was stiff again. Santosh was going deeper and deeper, making me not able to breathe. Seeing me in bad position, he withdrew and gave me time, to get back to normal. He then asked me, “Has my brother done to you in your ass, Sis?”
I said “No”.
This brought him so much excitement & he decided to deflower my asshole, by himself, to which I begged, I cannot take it. I fear my hole is too small & would not able to accommodate his massive ‘meat’. He said ok but he pleaded me for doing it with his fingers. I too got excited and said ok for that.
My BIL start putting some ‘Vaseline’ over his fingers and he made me bend on my knees, on my all fours over bed. Santosh then let his index finger travel, for the first time, across my butt crack & inserted it in my anus. He moved his finger in and out, as I arch my butt up in the air, close to him. He now used his other hand to access my pussy.
He then start fingering both my holes for a while, making me shudder. I used my hands to grab my tits & I tweaked my nipples as Santosh was fingering both my holes furiously. Much deeper and deeper, I felt like I was in heaven.
While I was enjoying, I saw my BIL applying lot of Vaseline on his dick. While I was on my all fours, he mounted me from behind and he inserted his cock in a flash, inside my asshole. I cried and screamed with pain.
He said, “Don’t worry, Sis. You will enjoy.” and he started to put slowly more and more of his cock inside me. I was not able to bear it and I had held the bed with my hands, while he was pumping inside me. He said this was best feeling of his life. And he was screaming my name Sakshi (no ‘Sis’ calling) & this was arousing me more. As I began to moan loudly, Santosh grabbed my tits. He started squeezing my tits and tweaking my nipples and started to ram harder, making me cry in pain.
This was totally new experience for me, from the routine missionary position, that my husband & I do, occasionally once in a month or so. Each thrust from Santosh was opening me the horizons of unlimited pleasure. He thrust his tool in and out faster and slower, faster and slower, while his hands were not still even for a minute, either playing with my tits, tweaking the nipples or fingering my navel or slapping my butt hard.
Tears of pleasure were rolling in, from my cheek, as I felt the mounting great orgasm inside me. My BIL held me by my hair and turned my face towards his. I felt my whole body go rigid for a moment and I shuddered very violently.
Santosh after a few hard strokes, let out a loud groan and within the next couple of thrusts, he too came and immediately we both collapsed. I now had no power left in me.
Next day, he submitted the project, after morphing me and my survey. He got an increment and was made sales manager. He still thanked me for that.
Other persons in my in laws are, my Father in law & mom in law, & most of time, they were in their native village. There is a younger brother of my husband by name Santosh. He is unmarried and is 25. About 3 months back, he got a job at Chennai and started to stay with us.
I was much satisfied with my hubby, but of late, I started to get unsatisfied, due to his longer period of absence.
About my looks, I am fair, tall and a quite good figure of 36-28-38. My BIL is a young guy with good body & macho looks. By profession, he was a junior marketing manager of a lingerie company.
Three months had passed since my BIL had come with me and it was a holiday period when I had sent my daughter kid to my parent’s place and for the first time, we two were staying alone in the house. One day, my BIL came early from office. It was Friday and he look much tensed. I asked him the reason for early coming home and why was he tensed. He said it was work pressure & lot of work was outstanding. He told me, he has to give report by Monday, failing of which, he is sure that his job would go. I comforted him and told him to be cool and everything would be all right. I asked what project was about. He said it was kind of analysis of Indian woman & their likes and dislikes.
So I said what is the problem?
He said, the work is over but his boss told him today, on review that his project lacks survey of today’s married Indian woman & some photographs of prospective models, who would carry out advertisement of their product.
He said, “I was totally not aware of this two points and now my boss is trying to put the blame on me. So I am very much tensed.” I asked him to ask his boss for some more days and complete the project. To which he denied and said there is no time left and he will have to look for new job. I told him to relax and change his dress, meanwhile I will prepare some tea for him.
I brought the tea to his bedroom and placed it on the table, in front of him. While I bend down, he got a nice look at my cleavage and my bra, as I was wearing a night gown, at that time. This threw an idea in him and the woman for the survey, the model for ad shoot and his long term fantasy woman.
Then while sipping tea, he said, “Sis, give me some idea, how on earth, I find such woman. She should be married and still be good looking.”
I got bit soft on him and told, I will try to arrange some friend of mine for survey but modeling, it’s difficult.
He said they all themselves are not well dressed, how they will give him an accurate survey result.
Then feeling bit concerned on him, I said “could I take a survey to help you out?”
Santosh’s eyes brightened, looking at me said, “Ok, sure, why not? You are more admirable than your friends and at this stage, I have no options too. So can you help me out, Sis?” he asked.
I said, “After all, it is you, so I can, but you have to promise, that your brother, nor anyone, should come to know.”
Santosh promised me that. Then he brought some of his questionnaire and he started the survey.
He asked me, “From what age, you started to wear bras, Sis?” I said, “14 years”.
His next question was “What was the size, at that time?” I said, “32 C”.
He then asked me, what is my age now and I said 32. “What is the size now you wear?” he asked.
I said, “36 D”.
Immediately he bounced at me, “So in these 18 years, your size has increased by 4 inches and a cup”. I nodded. These questions were getting me hot as I had not had sex, since last one month & moreover, no one has question me, about my private parts and about the inner wears and my BIL was the first person, asking me such questions.
He then said “I will proceed to panties”. I nodded ok.
He asked, “When was your first menstrual cycle?” I was stunned by the question. Santosh looked at me and told me “Sorry, but I have to ask, Sis” I said “At the age of 14.”
Santosh was showing no signs of getting hot, but I was sure. He then asked what type of bras I like and what style and what fabric and those types of questions, something more personal about the choice of my panties selection too. I managed to answer them all.
My BIL then asked me, “What is the shape of your breasts? Round or Conical?”
I am not sure how to answer “I think, it’s a mixture of both.” He said “But, I have to tick only one option,Sis”
He then paused for a while, looked at me and said, “If you don’t mind, let me measure and calculate. Then I can say as per my company calculations, what shape it is called.”
For a moment, I was struck awe, but almost immediately, I made my mind to let him to measure me. He then ask me to remove my saree and I hesitantly bring down the saree pallu and stood in front of him. Santosh took a tape and started measuring me and in that process, his fingers began to touch my boobs. He then placed his one hand on the slope of my boobs and the other below the boobs, lightly, as if holding the boob and said “Sis, they are round and not too pointed.”
His touch was making me feeling great. He then asked whether my boobs were soft or hard. I said “hard”
He said “I doubt” and he daringly put his hands over my boobs and pressed it, a bit. He then said, “Yours is soft to touch but hard in shape.”
My BIL was showing no signs of getting hot, so I was thinking, whether he is touching me on purpose, or was really very professional. His non-excitement was giving me a sign, he was a professional.
Santosh then asked me to jump up and down for 3 times, to see how my current bra was intact in performing. I did that & he could see my boobs flying in all directions. This time, his eyes lightened a bit, but I was still not sure.
He then gave me a weighing scale and asked me to get inside the room and measure my breasts weight alone individually and collectively, preferably with no clothes on. Now, I really doubt this was also part of questionnaire. I hesitated a bit. He said, “This is the last part of the survey. Please do it for me,Sis.”
I proceeded to give it a try and thereby obliging my BIL’s request too. I said to him, I shall use his room, which was in the ground floor, while mine was in the upstairs. I went inside the room, removed my blouse and got rid of my bra too. Now I was all nude, above my waist. Then I put the weighing machine on the edge of the bed. I knelled down on the floor and put my breasts over the weighing scale, measured them and took a paper from his writing desk and wrote it. While putting back my clothes, I decided not to wear the brassiere and put on only my blouse and saree, leaving the bra there, on the bed itself. I just want to test my BIL’s reaction on seeing my bra lying on his bed. I then came outside and gave the paper to him, for which my BIL said his survey was over and he thanked me, for my timely help. I said the dinner is ready and asked him to come and have it.
He said “You have it, Sis. I will have after some time. I shall enter these data’s on to my laptop & then I will come”.
I had my dinner and then went to his room to call him for dinner. Santosh was not in his room. I saw his all clothes removed and were on the bed. Immediately I looked out for the brassiere but I found it missing. Is it taken by my BIL? He was in bathroom. With little confusion or delight I don’t know, I came out. After a while, my BIL came out, after having his bath and said the survey is over and thanked me again. He then went to the dinner table to have the dinner. I then quietly went to his room again.
Now I saw my brassiere lying on the center of his bed. I picked it up and I found some sticky fluid to be on the cups. Immediately I realize, that it was semen of my BIL & he had masturbated on my bra. Though I was bit embarrassed seeing that, & immediately I was wet between my legs. Now all the doubts of my BIL being professional were over. Now I decided to catch him red-handed.
When I came back, Santosh saw me coming out of his room and he told me, “Sis, I saw you have left your bra on the bed itself. I thought of giving it to you, but I forgot. So can you take it?” He said it with a mischievous smile on his face, knowing fully that if I saw his ‘thick fluid’ on my bra. I was really surprised by his act. I silently showed him off the brassiere, which I held it in my hand. Immediately his smile vanished and I saw his head down. I didn’t say anything and went to my room.
So, we both have liking for each other. So I decide to seduce him, that he will have to do it in front of me, whatever he has done inside his bathroom. I changed my clothes and wore a bit thin night gown, with contrast bra & panties, so my BIL could see clearly my bra & panties, through the night gown & went back to table, where he was eating.
Santosh had a surprised look on me, as he saw my new outfit. I bend before him a lot, showing him lot of my cleavage, on the pretext of picking a spoon, from the table. His eyes were getting bigger. After the dinner, we both were sitting on the sofa watching TV. I then started the discussion, what he is going to do regarding the ad model. Santosh said, “I am really getting worried on this, Sis. I fear I am going to loose my job, nothing more.” “Oh, don’t say like that, Santosh. You won’t loose your job”, by saying this, I just made up my mind to tease him a bit and I dropped the remote control of TV, in front of him. As I sat very close, just next to him, I bend on top of his knees and while trying to pick up the remote, I rested my boobs over his knees.
I was not able to pick it up, so I stood up and then went close to the remote and bend down before him, to pick it up. As I had already lowered my gown zip a bit, this gave such a great scene to him. Almost of my boobs spilled out and my BIL was feasting on them. Again I sat next to him on sofa & asked what models were paid for an ad shoot.
He said about 25000 rupees. Sis, can you save my job, can you do me a shoot for me?”
I said, “Hey, I am not that good and I cannot do. What if your brother comes to know?”
He said, “I will morph your face with other and you don’t have to worry about it. And I promise you this will remain between you and me only, Sis.”
After a lot of false hesitation, I finally said “Yes”. My BIL was delighted & energized like anything. He said “thanks” and he immediately went and got me, my size bra and panties of his company. I took them and went inside my bedroom and wore it. I then called him inside.
His eyes looked stunned at seeing me in bra & panties and the words of “Sexy” came out of his mouth. He brought the digital cam and started taking pictures, in all possible positions, specifically asking me to bend a lot and after taking the photo. He also showed me the pictures, which he took with my consent.
Santosh then gave me another set of bra and panties and asked me to wear that. This was very seductive lingerie. It barely covers anything. One can easily trace out the nipples, just inside the bra and the pubic area, would appear much clearer, in spite of wearing the panties. I wore that too and called him in.
My BIL was doubly satisfied by seeing me on those, his facial expressions showed it all. He asked to take a position, with my hands above my head and one of the legs on the bed. He went behind the lens and was about to take a click, when he came close to me and said that a ‘thread’ is hanging from my right boob. When I was about to pull it, my BIL said, “No, don’t pull it, Sis. The whole thread would come out”. He then looked for a scissors, but couldn’t find one. He then asked me daringly, whether he can break it with his teeth and before waiting for my ‘yes’ or ‘no’, my BIL just brought his face, right close to my boobs and put the thread in between his teeth. Tentatively Santosh took the support of my shoulders initially and seeing no protest, my BIL got bolder and on pretext of breaking the thread, he started touching my boobs, with his lips. His lips slowly encircled my boobs and soon his lips started chewing the nipple area. I was at the height of ecstasy and a short moan escaped from me. It was too much for me and while I was almost to grab his head over my boobs, He broke the thread with his teeth and at the same time, he bites into my breasts also, exactly over the nipple area.
I felt the pinch of the pain and I cried in pain saying, “Hey, what you are doing?”
Santosh immediately took his head away and said, “Sorry Sis, I think, it had hurt you.” and he push his index finger right onto my nipple, over the bra. I pushed his hand away.
But my BIL didn’t give up and he placed his hand just on the bra cup and in no time, his finger got into the bra and was able to touch on my nipple itself. He simply told, “Please bear it, Sis. I am afraid there are ‘teeth marks’ over here. So let me to check it.”
I immediately tried to pull his hand away. I said, “Hey, ou are naughtier than I imaged. I have accepted only for a photo shoot. If you behave naughty, then I have to say no for this photo shoot.”
Immediately he loosened his grip and, my BIL has to take his hand out. But as he took his hand out, he deliberately managed to pull out the bra cup, on one side, and as a result, one of my boobs got exposed. My BIL saw my naked boob and immediately started clicking pictures of them, before I tried to cover it, with my hand. He then put his cam on auto clicking mode and came next to me.
But now, we both could see the ‘wet spot’ over my nipple area, on the bra, which was nothing but the saliva of my BIL, when he chewed it, while breaking the thread. Santosh saw it and said, “Oh, sorry, Sis. Your bra became wet. I cannot take the photo shoot with this wet bra. So we have to change this bra.” Saying that, he asked me to raise my hands and he took both his hands just under my arms and swiftly, his fingers touched the bra ‘hook’ on my back and before it could realize, he unclasped the ‘bra hook’ Santhosh pulled the loose straps over my arms and he just managed to grab both boobs by both his hands. I stood awe-struck, with no words to say, and my BIL took his hands out and saw my boobs fully naked.
He then said, “Where on earth, I will get a more beautiful model, Sis.” and started to suck my boobs turn by turn. My BIL then at same time concentrated on my panties and removed them, in no time. He then threw me on bed & kiss me everywhere. He lick me in between my thighs and I just couldn’t control. He too then removed his clothes, took out his tool, got bold & was ordering me like his wife, telling me to suck him. I sucked him for 15 mins, in and out licking his dick, sucking it, playing with the balls. Then my BIL finally had cum in my mouth.
He then started to suck my boobs again & then start to tit-fuck me, which I had never had with my husband. After some time, when he got hard again, my BIL got between my legs, spread them good enough and put in his massive ‘pole’ in between my legs. He then start the ‘real’ fucking in my pussy, slowly to start with, then with more power. I was moaning hard now. His ‘strokes’ were powerful & I had not experienced such a powerful strokes ever before, My BIL cum inside me, splashing his endless load inside me and finally he collapse over me. Then he lay by my side for some time and again his ‘youth’ prompted him that he can do more now. This was something, which I always wanted, which also is my husband’s ‘weak’ area.
My BIL again started to put my dick in my mouth and in no matter, it was stiff again. Santosh was going deeper and deeper, making me not able to breathe. Seeing me in bad position, he withdrew and gave me time, to get back to normal. He then asked me, “Has my brother done to you in your ass, Sis?”
I said “No”.
This brought him so much excitement & he decided to deflower my asshole, by himself, to which I begged, I cannot take it. I fear my hole is too small & would not able to accommodate his massive ‘meat’. He said ok but he pleaded me for doing it with his fingers. I too got excited and said ok for that.
My BIL start putting some ‘Vaseline’ over his fingers and he made me bend on my knees, on my all fours over bed. Santosh then let his index finger travel, for the first time, across my butt crack & inserted it in my anus. He moved his finger in and out, as I arch my butt up in the air, close to him. He now used his other hand to access my pussy.
He then start fingering both my holes for a while, making me shudder. I used my hands to grab my tits & I tweaked my nipples as Santosh was fingering both my holes furiously. Much deeper and deeper, I felt like I was in heaven.
While I was enjoying, I saw my BIL applying lot of Vaseline on his dick. While I was on my all fours, he mounted me from behind and he inserted his cock in a flash, inside my asshole. I cried and screamed with pain.
He said, “Don’t worry, Sis. You will enjoy.” and he started to put slowly more and more of his cock inside me. I was not able to bear it and I had held the bed with my hands, while he was pumping inside me. He said this was best feeling of his life. And he was screaming my name Sakshi (no ‘Sis’ calling) & this was arousing me more. As I began to moan loudly, Santosh grabbed my tits. He started squeezing my tits and tweaking my nipples and started to ram harder, making me cry in pain.
This was totally new experience for me, from the routine missionary position, that my husband & I do, occasionally once in a month or so. Each thrust from Santosh was opening me the horizons of unlimited pleasure. He thrust his tool in and out faster and slower, faster and slower, while his hands were not still even for a minute, either playing with my tits, tweaking the nipples or fingering my navel or slapping my butt hard.
Tears of pleasure were rolling in, from my cheek, as I felt the mounting great orgasm inside me. My BIL held me by my hair and turned my face towards his. I felt my whole body go rigid for a moment and I shuddered very violently.
Santosh after a few hard strokes, let out a loud groan and within the next couple of thrusts, he too came and immediately we both collapsed. I now had no power left in me.
Next day, he submitted the project, after morphing me and my survey. He got an increment and was made sales manager. He still thanked me for that.
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