As I stepped of the plane, I was greeted by the hot sun and a nice cool breeze. The flight had been a nightmare. I had been sitting in a small seat next to a man who had kept a ridiculous grin on his face the whole journey. It was great to be able to get out and finally stretch my legs.
At first I had been quite excited to come to India as I hadn't met my mother for a couple of years and I hadn't seen my younger sister (who must be around 20 now) since we were young children. You see, it had been a tough upbringing for me and my sister. When we were young children my mother and father got divorced and we got caught in between. My dad stayed with me in America and my sister stayed with my mother in India so we never got to meet again. But enough was enough and as soon as I had finished college I decided I would take a holiday, on my own, to meet my family. I was sure that my mother would be happy to see her son just as my sister would be pleased to see her brother.
The sun was setting as I got to the into the taxi. Pulling out the card my father had giving me, I read out the address to the driver. I looked out of the window and gazed up at the sky. I felt as if there was something strange about tonight. The way the clouds coloured by a hue of orange stretched across the sky gave me a strange feeling. It felt almost...romantic. I thought a lot about how my sister would look now especially. She would be a grown women now...
"You're here, " the driver called, pulling me out of my deep thoughts.
I handed him the cash and found myself staring at a large red-brick house. The front garden had a lovely, marble fountain.
Nervously, I knocked on the front door. The door opened and I saw standing in front of me a lady with beautiful almond shaped eyes and long, black hair. She wore a short, red blouse around her chest and a thin, red material was wound around the bottom of her hips several times.
"Who is it? " she called out.
"It's Raj here, I want to meet Mrs Agarwal."
"I'm her daughter, Neha. How can I help you?" she mumbled (She could only say a couple of things in English)
My face lit up as I put my arms around her waist as I told her, "It's me, you're brother."
She looked at me quizzically until I reached into my pocket and gave her my identity card. Upon reading it, she lead me inside her house. I sat down on one of the sofas as she went of into another room. She returned a moment later with a glass of water on a tray. As she approached me the water spilled onto her blouse and down her exposed midriff. I lifted my hand to her, indicating that I will help her. I placed my hand on her waist and then trailed two fingers across her to dry up the water. As my wet fingers reached the side of her navel she let out a gasp and said, "Meri nabhi... "
I didn't understand what she said so I finished cleaning her up. She took me into her kitchen and pointed to some small strawberries indicating that I could have some if I was hungry. She then got onto the kitchen platform and lied down on it. By now I had realised that I was really attracted to my sister and had a desire to get her laid. Fate seemed to be on my side as suddenly all the lights in the house went out. A power cut. Neha just stayed where she was as if nothing had happened. I could just about see the bowl of strawberries so I took one out and moved to Neha. I had an idea. I gently placed it over her navel so she wouldn't notice and then lighted a nearby candle. Neha looked at me, then back at herself, noticed the strawberry and started to smile. I raised my hand to her indicating that I'll take care of it. I placed my hands on her waist and lowered my head to her stomach. I bit into the strawberry and its juices filled up her deep, thin, sexy belly button. I ate the remainder of the strawberry and my fingers clutched her waist.
"Aaaaa......umnnnnn, " she moaned, as my tongue dipped into her belly button. She arched her back and said, "Meri nabhi ko aur chummlo. Aacha lagta hai."
I kissed her navel and then blew softly into it as she carried on gasping in pleasure.
Now to get her naked. As I kissed her, I trailed my hands to her hips and tugged down the thin material off her. Soon, I was looking at a lovely, tight pussy. I licked up and down her pussy and upon reaching her clit, I merely breathed upon it to tease her. Soon she was moaning to feel my tongue upon her clit. I put my lips on it and started to suck at it and then lick it. I then stood her up and took her into the lounge. After stripping of my clothes, I sat on the sofa and she put down her pussy over my cock. She rocked musically over it. I put my arms around her back and opened the blouse up. It fell down exposing lovely medium sized breasts. My tongue trailed up her body to her nipples. The best sex I had ever had was with my own sister. There she was, riding my cock and breathing heavily as I helped her up and down by holding her waist whilst sucking furiously at her breasts.
At first I had been quite excited to come to India as I hadn't met my mother for a couple of years and I hadn't seen my younger sister (who must be around 20 now) since we were young children. You see, it had been a tough upbringing for me and my sister. When we were young children my mother and father got divorced and we got caught in between. My dad stayed with me in America and my sister stayed with my mother in India so we never got to meet again. But enough was enough and as soon as I had finished college I decided I would take a holiday, on my own, to meet my family. I was sure that my mother would be happy to see her son just as my sister would be pleased to see her brother.
The sun was setting as I got to the into the taxi. Pulling out the card my father had giving me, I read out the address to the driver. I looked out of the window and gazed up at the sky. I felt as if there was something strange about tonight. The way the clouds coloured by a hue of orange stretched across the sky gave me a strange feeling. It felt almost...romantic. I thought a lot about how my sister would look now especially. She would be a grown women now...
"You're here, " the driver called, pulling me out of my deep thoughts.
I handed him the cash and found myself staring at a large red-brick house. The front garden had a lovely, marble fountain.
Nervously, I knocked on the front door. The door opened and I saw standing in front of me a lady with beautiful almond shaped eyes and long, black hair. She wore a short, red blouse around her chest and a thin, red material was wound around the bottom of her hips several times.
"Who is it? " she called out.
"It's Raj here, I want to meet Mrs Agarwal."
"I'm her daughter, Neha. How can I help you?" she mumbled (She could only say a couple of things in English)
My face lit up as I put my arms around her waist as I told her, "It's me, you're brother."
She looked at me quizzically until I reached into my pocket and gave her my identity card. Upon reading it, she lead me inside her house. I sat down on one of the sofas as she went of into another room. She returned a moment later with a glass of water on a tray. As she approached me the water spilled onto her blouse and down her exposed midriff. I lifted my hand to her, indicating that I will help her. I placed my hand on her waist and then trailed two fingers across her to dry up the water. As my wet fingers reached the side of her navel she let out a gasp and said, "Meri nabhi... "
I didn't understand what she said so I finished cleaning her up. She took me into her kitchen and pointed to some small strawberries indicating that I could have some if I was hungry. She then got onto the kitchen platform and lied down on it. By now I had realised that I was really attracted to my sister and had a desire to get her laid. Fate seemed to be on my side as suddenly all the lights in the house went out. A power cut. Neha just stayed where she was as if nothing had happened. I could just about see the bowl of strawberries so I took one out and moved to Neha. I had an idea. I gently placed it over her navel so she wouldn't notice and then lighted a nearby candle. Neha looked at me, then back at herself, noticed the strawberry and started to smile. I raised my hand to her indicating that I'll take care of it. I placed my hands on her waist and lowered my head to her stomach. I bit into the strawberry and its juices filled up her deep, thin, sexy belly button. I ate the remainder of the strawberry and my fingers clutched her waist.
"Aaaaa......umnnnnn, " she moaned, as my tongue dipped into her belly button. She arched her back and said, "Meri nabhi ko aur chummlo. Aacha lagta hai."
I kissed her navel and then blew softly into it as she carried on gasping in pleasure.
Now to get her naked. As I kissed her, I trailed my hands to her hips and tugged down the thin material off her. Soon, I was looking at a lovely, tight pussy. I licked up and down her pussy and upon reaching her clit, I merely breathed upon it to tease her. Soon she was moaning to feel my tongue upon her clit. I put my lips on it and started to suck at it and then lick it. I then stood her up and took her into the lounge. After stripping of my clothes, I sat on the sofa and she put down her pussy over my cock. She rocked musically over it. I put my arms around her back and opened the blouse up. It fell down exposing lovely medium sized breasts. My tongue trailed up her body to her nipples. The best sex I had ever had was with my own sister. There she was, riding my cock and breathing heavily as I helped her up and down by holding her waist whilst sucking furiously at her breasts.
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