Chapter-4 A silent promise, an open revelation.
"Wake up babe." His voice filtered through my dream and my eyes flickered open.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmm," he was already dressed and ready to leave. "Where are you going? I pouted rubbing my eyes. We were at the beach last night and now I was naked in bed.
"I brought you back last night." He explained to settle my befuddled brain.
"Ooooh," today was that day when he had to go to the office.
"What will I do the entire day I pouted? Should I go to work as well?"
"No," pat came the reply. "You will not ...I want you to wait here for me like a dutiful wife," he gave a lopsided grin that drove my heart wild.
"Okay pra nath." (An archaic way in which Indian women address their husbands)." But what will I do while you're gone.
"Wives don't call their husbands bhaiya ...tsk tsk tsk," he said.
"Yea they don't," I smiled embarrassed. "To kya kahu aapko." ("Then what should I call you?)"
"Call me by my name," he suggested.
"Rudra...kab aao gay aaap wapas? "("When will you come back Rudra?") I inquired sensually. His eyes roved over the naked length of me in deep contemplation.
"I'll be back soon honey," he dragged his eyes away, "if it hadn't been absolutely necessary you know I would not be leaving you alone right now." Yes that I did know. "I'll hurry back home as soon as I can, perhaps by afternoon. Stay ready for me till then, take a long hot bath, rub perfumed oils on your lovely skin," he kissed my arm then grabbed my boobs squeezing them hard. "Make yourself smell like heaven for me. Wear something sexy and by the time you're ready I'll be home," he smelled the valley between my breasts, grazed my soft skin with his teeth, bit the nipples then got up with a sigh.
My gaze mirrored his desire.
"Don't look at me like that Riya." His eyes made an earnest requested at me. I only smiled too weary of speaking in a voice thick with lust. He kissed my forehead and I let him leave in peace.
I took out the video we had made last night. My attention was caught at the way he rubbed my womb and I decided once he was home I would ask him about it. Then when the sex began I felt warmth seep through my skin into my bones and my pussy began to throb. I masturbated until I came but realized it wasn't at all as fulfilling as I felt when I was with bhaiya ...no Rudra. Luckily both bhaiya and I shared different surnames. I felt so glad that ma had let me keep my family name when she brought me back with her. So now, in case we ever found a place for ourselves to raise a family in, no one would suspect us as being raised as siblings. I smiled and my desire of being my brother's wife strengthened.
I had a long hot perfumed bath. I had even given my vagina a floral douche. I was now wearing a white chiffon floral saree, the one that draped over my contours making me look sexy. My blouse was almost backless and the neckline plunged savagely to expose the valley of my creamy white + size breasts. The straps strained where they were attached to the material covering draping my full breasts. I touched up my face, applied mascara on my long lashes and painted my full perpetually pouting lips, but he still hadn't arrived. I waited now, counting the seconds tick by on the clock in his room.
I had already finished preparing an elaborate meal so I didn't have to waste any time cooking once he was home.
I slipped into my stilettos and sat sexily propped against the pillows on his bed beginning to wait for him in earnest.
He was slowly rubbing his cock over my pussy in my dream and I moaned in my sleep. I didn't want to cum in my favourite saree and mess my clothes so I willed myself to wake. He lay there smiling back at me. His thick lashes making shadows over his chiseled cheekbones. My heart thumped its appreciation.
"Aap kab aye? (When did you come?)," I asked groggily.
"A while ago." He began to kiss me again rubbing hard on against my pussy both of us fully dressed. I breathed with contentment and pushed my head back against his pillows. This was so sensuous. I had waited all day for this.
"You look ravishing in that saree," he whispered into my ear touching the valley of my breasts. "And you smell like heaven," he gently nuzzled between my boobs and took a deep breath. I felt his penis tighten and twitch just then and felt a puddle begin to form in my own pussy.
"You should remove my saree," I whispered. "I'm afraid it's going to get spoilt if you don't, right away." He chuckled at that.
"No." Instead he lifted the part where it covered my breasts and kissed my boobs, instantly hardening my tender nipples. He pressed willy harder against my pussy and a moan escaped my lips.
"Bhaiyaaaaa ummmmmm." I had said bhaiya again. He kissed my belly, then began to lift my saree. He opened my legs and smelled me.
"You smell wonderful babe." I felt my pussy throb.
He had often asked me to open my legs to study the anatomy of my pussy back in college. I liked when he studied me. I immediately began to reminiscence. "Riya tangay kholo." ("Riya open your legs.") "I want to see you." It was such a turn on back then that the memory of it aroused me now. He was parting my lips, then my inner lips.
"You're beautiful even down here Riya." I gasped. Every time he used my name. It almost felt like he had fucked me and given me an orgasm. "It smells fresh and flowery." Then I felt the most wonderful feeling I had been waiting to experience. His first kiss on my pussy. He began to lick me with his snaky tongue, first on my clitoris then all the way to my vagina. The tip of his tongue poked at my hole. I thrashed my arms in sweet agony.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhummmmmmmm," I went endlessly. He sucked on my inner pussy lips, dragging them between his teeth then tugging at them ...o-so-slowly. Then he licked me with his tongue the sensations creating flickering sensations in the pit of my stomach. His sucking and kissing and licking made erotic sounds that drove me over the edge more quickly than I had thought. Under me, my saree was in a mess. I had come twice already in it. I would definitely not be wearing it again, I thought with a sigh. I had loved it but now ...I loved it even more.
I hadn't come to my senses yet when he poked a finger inside me."Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," I moaned again.
"I've bought you a present." I inquired what it was between moans. "Will give it to you in a while, but first things first." He made me cum again and I thought I was all spent, when in came willy as hard as a stick of dynamite.
An entire day had passed by since I had felt his presence last in my vagina and my walls hugged him like a mother would an infant. Willy poked my hole with a vigour of its own meeting my cervix with every thrust. Rudra kissed my lips pushing himself harder inside me, the hooks on my blouse almost ripped off my breasts. Luckily I wasn't wearing a bra or it would have landed the same fate as the rest of my things.
He roughly pulled a breast into his mouth sucking hard on its flesh then on a dark brown nipple. He fucked me harder than usual, banging me like a rag doll. He was close to his orgasm. I could feel the way willy tightened inside me for the past minute. My arms were around my brother pulling him harder into my arms letting him love me the way he wanted to. I kissed his shoulders, the side of his face was against my neck. Just when he was about to come he bit my mouth, sucking and bruising and biting my full lips. Warm spurts of cum landed deep in my vagina. I raised my legs around his waist to hold his seed in my womb.
We were in each others arms finally and he pulled off my sodden saree and petticoat from under my hips and they joined the pile below. His hand came to rest upon my belly and then he began his ritual.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"If there's a baby inside you," he pressed my womb, "I don't want him to feel illegitimate. I want him to know that I love him." I felt my belly inflate at that and my breathing quickened. I did not feel anxious of conceiving anymore. If he was thinking along these lines he would think of an alternative when I got pregnant.
"I want to have your baby now, not in some distant future, but right now, bhaiya. I want to be pregnant and I'm not going to have that pill from now on." We had silently made a pact of making a baby and now I knew when his mind was set on it ...the day would not be far.
I felt something cold inside me and my eyes flickered open. "What's that?" I murmured.
