Three years have passed since my sister, Chaya and I had sex for the first time. Chaya is now working in a multinational company and has been promoted to the post of financial supervisor. Her office hours are hectic but she manages to take time out for family every other weekend. As for me, I completed my internship and am working in a government hospital in the north of Mauritius.
I am madly in love with my sister but she keeps telling me that I should look for a girl to marry now and that our relationship is doomed. But I know she loves me too. I know she does this to prevent me from suffering. I also realise that we will never be able to live like a normal couple because of the stigma that it will cause to the family. Nevertheless, we usually meet for some private time in secluded places when the desire within us reaches a point where we can't hold it in.
One such time was last Saturday. After work, we had agreed to meet in Rose Hill, a town in Mauritius. We hadn't been intimate with each other for a long time. Partly because we were never alone for a long time at home and also because we were trying to end the incestuous relationship.
When we reached the location, we selected our room and followed the employee who accompanied us to the door. Once inside, we hugged each other and kissed passionately.
Naturally, lust had taken over us and we did not lose time in shedding each other's clothes. As soon as we were naked, Chaya pushed me on the bed and climbed on top. She took me fully inside her in one movement. She jumped on my cock with gusto and I pushed equally hard from below. We both needed each other's body and knew only an orgasm would satisfy our carnal thirst.