Morning sunlight filtered through the curtains, bhaiya still slept over me, while his penis still snugly rested inside me. He felt soft almost as soft as my vaginal wall.
Last night had been a dream come true and if I had gotten pregnant, even more so. I did not want to think about the consequences, everything happens for a reason I repeated my mantra for life. Right now I felt complete. I hadn't felt this way in years. I thought about marriages, a divorce broke a marriage these days but nothing could break the bond that we shared, that of siblings. We were brought up with this bond. I let out a sigh, pulled the covers over his shoulders and drifted back to sleep, contented. The next time when I woke he was the one watching me. We smiled. "No regrets," he asked.
"Are you kidding me, willy is my new hero," I whispered throatily. "When did you wake."
"A while ago."
"Why didn't you wake me?"
"Yea I was about to, I thought I'd give it another go before I pull your hero out of there. I wonder whether I'll be able to wait as long in getting him inside you next."
I lifted my lips to him and he took them in a hard kiss. Instantly my mouth opened and we sucked at each others tongues like they were our only source of water in a desert. I stopped our mouths, still clinging to him. His penis had stirred inside me and we smiled at each other. "Looks like he's awake too," we chuckled. He pressed my mouth on his for a deep kiss.
"You're so sweet in the mornings." We had never spent a night together. Usually after our sessions we would return to our rooms. He bit into my lip and I felt willy twitch inside me. I pulled back from our kiss.
"Will it harden whilst inside me," I felt it throb, "Is this how it throbs when you're aroused?"
"Hmmm," he kissed my nose. "Say something else."
"Agar mai pregnant ho chuki hongi raat ko to ...kya karaingay(What if you have knocked me up last night?)"
"Are you trying to worry me or arouse me," he said.
" Well something like this doesn't worry me, it only excites me." I felt his penis twitch inside me again. "And forget about people, forget about the world, doesn't this arouse you even then. Yesterday night you had sex with your sister, twice you gave her explosive orgasms, the kind she's never felt before and it's quite possible that you may have even knocked her up. Don't tell me you don't find these the least bit arousing."
I continued. "We're going to be home alone for the next six days I'll stay naked for you in the house, so you can fuck me whenever you want." Willy began to harden inside me, this was working. "You've torn my hymen last night and now no one can take your place again. No one will ever be inside your sister besides you." My voice thickened with lust for my brother.
"Aaur bol." (Say more, he used a rough tone.)" He had begun to breathe heavily against my ear. My own vagina convulsed, it was a turn on when he spoke to me like that.
"Aur kya bolu (What else should I say?)," my voice trembled.
"Bol(Say something )," he ordered. I want to get a hard on, I so want to fuck your brains out right now, he said in a deep voice and his penis began to harden more at his own acceptance of his desire.
"Ajj ek baar bath tub mai sex karain gay hmm(Today we'll have sex in the bath tub once)." There was a sharp intake of breath. We had often had sex, if you could call foreplay that, many times under water. That was our favourite place, under the shower, inside a tub, or in the swimming pool when no one was home. He began to breathe rapidly and I felt his rock hard erection inside me. It brought back a little pain from last night but nothing I couldn't bear.
"When we are in the tub I want you to pee inside me," he groaned at this and his mouth was on mine. Willy grew a little more in girth and I felt my pussy stretch to its limit. He lifted his head and our eyes met.
"I love you," he whispered. I felt tears prickle my eyes and I placed a wet kiss on his full lips. He began to move his hips in a gyrating motion and willy poked painfully at my hole. It began to raise familiar sensations from the previous night. I swallowed hard and began to hyperventilate and he stopped.
"Don't," I whispered between breaths. "Don't stop please," I lay against the pillow and tried to subdue my wheezing. He stopped again. "Don't stop now or I'll die." I began to drag every breath I took and strangely, it was a turn on for him. My hands trembled when I lifted them to his face. I kissed his warm mouth.
"Give me some air." Back then whenever I felt wheezy I would ask him to blow air into my lungs. He breathed into my mouth and my breathing began to ease.
" Fuck me hard ...will you ...?" He nodded and began with a hard thrust. It knocked the air out of my lungs again. He blew again. "Fuck me hard," I groaned in his mouth.
"Aaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." With every thrust I felt the head of his penis hit against my cervix. My legs lifted and wrapped around his waist giving him extra space inside me and his penis hungrily covered it. I kissed his shoulder ...light trembling wet feather kisses. My arms roved all over his back caressing him and pressing him more against my boobs. My hands moved to his lower back pulling his hips more inside me. I thrust up once and the pleasure it gave cannot be explained in words, thereon I met his downward thrust with one of mine, and that seemed to give him more pleasure too.
He groaned and roughly kissed my mouth ...hump hump hump we went like two rabbits. A knot rose inside my Mooldhara and just the way he had told me I tried to lift it up through my spine into my Saharsara. I tried to contain and direct the energy up into my spine, just the way he had taught me all those years ago and then I came like a thunderbolt.
"Aaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhmmmmmmaaaaaaa," he hugged me close. This was more powerful than either of the ones that I had experienced the night before. I closed my eyes almost faint, but I couldn't sleep right now. He hadn't cum yet and I wanted him to get an orgasm as strong as mine.
My hands went back to his hips and pressed him to my pussy. He was still rock hard inside me, all those years of practicing tantric yoga had given him an iron control over his organ. My pussy felt raw, but it didn't matter, what mattered was that I wanted to pleasure him with my body the way no one had. That thought in mind, I brought my hips up meeting every thrust of his with one of my own.
"Don't, you'll get soar," he whispered hoarsely into my ear.
