I am Ram; 23 years old live in a small Indian village. I was all alone with my big sister Rani as parents were working abroad. I was running a small Internet Cafe to make the living. Had a friend named Ali, living next door to me. Even though 2 years young than me, he was my best friend. He lived with his mother Arifa and three younger brothers. Arifa, 35 is still in good shapes and I never missed a glimpse of her biggies whenever I got the chance. Their father died three years ago. Every time I happen to be near her I used to get a hard-on and I really tried hard to hide my erection in front of her.
Life went on like this. My sister Rani 26 worked as a teacher in a school nearby. She had married once when she was 20. But they only managed to live together for hardly a month. He died in an accident. It always made me sad as she always carried a gloomy face. She talks to me only rarely and always seems to be in some other world.
My lonely life was creating problems for me and by this time that I discovered the web site literotica it added my fantasies. I was really astonished seeing the incest stories in it. As I read those stories, there crept new fantasies in my mind. I started seeing my sister as a woman. And I started jerkin off thinking of Rani. She got a terrific body with a nice plump ass in her thin body. Her boobes nicely fit to her body nature, not so big. Gradually there developed a strong lust for her that I even thought of raping her.
But something always pulled me back from this. One day early morning I saw a rare scene thru my window. It was a bit dark around 5am. But I can see it, not so clear. There was somebody roaming around the bathroom of Ali's house and it's sure that somebody is there inside the bathroom. I just walked towards the spot quietly. I saw Ali there holding his prick and peeping through a small hole in the bathroom door. He was stroking it hard. I was shocked. But it confused that who he is spying on. Is that his aunt from town who use to come there at times or is that his mother? I moved close to him and caught him by his neck.
"Hey Ali what is happening inside" I asked.
"No...No... Nothing" he replied. I saw shame and fear in his eyes. He suddenly drenched in a pool of sweat. He pulled his boxers up and hides his prick. Pulling his aside I peeped in through the hole... "Oh yes It is Arifa the sexy funky machine" I saw her. I saw her biggies and her opening. She was soaping her thighs and as she bent to do so I saw her breasts hanging down and swaying. I suddenly got an erection. But I manage to pull myself back and looked back at Ali. "You dirty creep" I shouted. His head fell down in shame. At the same time the scene inside was driving me.
"Its okay Ali, relax come with me. I took him to my house. Offered a cup of tea Rani had made. I light a cigarette and asked him "So you really wants to fuck her, ha."
No reply from Ali.
"Open your mouth Ali; I want to hear it from you itself. If you wish so I can help you"
Suddenly he got up and said "Yes, but...how?" he paused.
"We will think together, do together and..." I said taking a long puff.
"Yes. But Ram you know mom and your sister Rani are lesbians" he said.
"What" I cried.
"Yes they are I had seen them making love many time in Rani's bed" he said.
"When" I asked