"What the hell are you doing here?" Sunny said indignantly, not at all as Nitin had expected him to react. Nitin expected shock and fear, maybe even a hint of guilt. Nothing of that sort happened. It was as if he had walked upon them while they were having their breakfast!
Plus, he was also surprised that neither made any effort whatsoever to hide their bodies, nor did they try to stop fondling each other.
"I thought that I would be asking you that question myself," he managed to reply. He was still a few meters away from them and was so positioned that they could not see the lower part of his body. Only his face was visible, which at this moment registered, much to the siblings delight, embarrassment.
"Only an asshole would ask such a question as that, presuming you have been here for the last half an hour or so," Sunny smirked.
Nitin took another step towards them. Preeti, her hand caressing her brother's cock, was staring curiously at him. Not that she was totally unaffected like her brother was; there was a hint of a faint blush on her face, and he felt that sudden hollowness in his belly when he realized again how remarkably similar she looked to his own wife.
"So, you are not surprised?" he asked, bringing a very slight hint of mockery in his voice.
"Say what?" Sunny was always known to have been brash. "Did you say surprised? Why the hell should we be?"
His question flustered Nitin. "Well, I don't know about you, but the act doesn't surprise me at all. I mean a hell of a lot of men fuck a hell of a lot of women. But excuse me, isn't she your sister?"
Sunny laughed out loud. His hands continued kneading her breasts.
"What is this?" he asked, taking away one hand and pointing to his cock.
"I can see that it is a cock."
"And," Sunny continued, directing his hand to her pussy, sliding one finger inside it, "what's this?"
Nitin smiled nervously. "What is this? Some kind of an demo of a identity parade?"
"That, my dear Nitin, is a pussy. So what the fuck should you care whether the owners of these equipment are brothers, sisters, friends and whatever the hell you want to add?"
Nitin paused, watching Sunny's fingers sliding in and out of her pussy even as she tugged on her brother's cock. He looked into her eyes and then looked back at Sunny who was watching him with an amused expression on his face.
"Want to know something?" he asked softly.
"Shoot."
"Just before you charged down that goddamn door and into the basement, I had Preeti practically naked, leaning over the table and my dick was almost inside of her."
Sunny looked quizzically at him, and then glanced quickly at Preeti. She blushed and looked away demurely, her fist squeezing his cock, as if refraining him from getting up.
Suddenly, Sunny laughed. He laughed till, for a moment, Nitin thought that his senses had taken leave of him.
"What's so funny about it?" there was anger in his voice.
"So that was the noise," Sunny broke in. "Preeti, I didn't know you had the hots for your brother-in-law. I wonder what Rita would make of it."
"She doesn't have to know," Nitin was sheepish about it and took another step towards them. The light from the candle now revealed his pulsating shaft to them for the first time. At least, Sunny hadn't seen his naked cock before.
"Why, Nitin! You have a fucking hard on!" Sunny exclaimed. Preeti stared at Nitin's cock bobbing in front of him, peeping out of his fly. Curiously, she compared his cock with Sunny's cock that she was now jerking on.
Sunny had a long cock that slightly curved upwards when it was erect. It wasn't as thick as Nitin's, but was definitely an inch longer. While her brother's erection almost always throbbed, as if it had a life of it's own (which it had), Nitin's cock seemed to be almost dormant even when it was erect, as it was now.
"I seem to be walking around today with a perpetual hard on," he admitted. "Preeti has been flirting around with me throughout the day and, I suspect, coming around quite strongly."
"You flatter yourself," she spoke for the first time.
"Then tell us you didn't want me to fuck you just before he barged in."
"Enough arguments," Sunny interrupted. "Say, Preeti, you want to fuck with him?"
She looked for a long time at Nitin, and then shifted her eyes to his cock dangling between his legs.
"Sure she does," Nitin broke in, "She was telling me to put in her standing up before you came in."
"Really?" Sunny smiled wryly, pulling his finger out of her pussy and bringing it to her mouth. Instinctively, she opened her mouth and accepted the finger, sucking gently on it.
"Ask her," Nitin was now barely a couple of feet away from them. "She might answer that if only you could take out your finger from her mouth."
Sunny laughed delightedly. "Sorry, pal. Isn't it only little brats who suck their fingers? Sexy women like Preeti deserve more than that."
Before Nitin could reply to that, Sunny moved with amazing speed so that his body had shifted upwards and his cock was aimed at her face. They were still lying beside each other and he had to slightly lift his lower torso to feed his cock into her mouth.
She took it in her mouth just as eagerly as she had taken his finger a while ago. Nitin watched with lust in his eyes as her cheeks hollowed and puffed, sucking the cock deep in her mouth.
"I still want to fuck her," Nitin persisted, reaching for his cock and beginning to jerk on it.
"Don't ask me, ask her."
