Bringing Home Tipsy Sister From Party
Incest
Submit Report Hi, huma presents a hot incest story. Hope you love it. Send your feedback at [email protected] I am Ganesh aged 23 years and unmarried. I always dream of nude sexy women to fuck but so far I have not been successful in getting one. I live with my divorced sister Mona. My sister is so sexy and hot that sometimes I have wondered if I should try to sduce my own sister. I have often felt ashamed of my incestuous thoughts and dreams. Mona is 30 and very sexy, 36-26-38. I have often peeped at her naked figure in the bath room and masturbated my cock. It happened last Sunday I was asleep and came awake as the phone rang. I reached over to answer it, it was nearly four in the morning. “Hello,” I said into the receiver. “Hey, Ganu it’s me, Mona” my sister’s voice sounded hoarse. “What is making you call at four in the morning Didi?” “I’m stuck up at the house of Swati. Everyone is drunk and I cant reach home,” she said drunkenly. “And what do you want me to do my dear sister?” “Can you come get me I want to stay over with you tonight,” she asked. “Yes didi, I will be coming fast to pick my darling sister, give me about five minutes to change and I’ll be right there.” I got up and got dressed and went to pick her up. I saw her sitting at the bench waiting for me. The party seemed going on still inside. She got up and hugged me and I guided her into the car. I could see she had dressed sexily for party and I was a surprised as my cock stirred in my pants as I admired my sister’s sexy figure in her tight cotton pants and transparent top. Her ample bospom heaved seductively before my eyes. We drove back to my house in silence and then went in. Going up the stairs I got a good look at her ass from behind her, as she walked seductively. “My dear sister, you really shouldn’t dress like that it will give those men a hard on especially when they are drunk,” I teased. “Well good that was what I wanted to acheive last night but Swati’s brother wanted me not only for himself but had lined up four of his friends to give me a gangbang. But Ganu, I cant tolerate too many men. I wouldn’t have minded Swati,s brother Hemant or one of his friends, but five were too many.” As we talked she went to the refrigerator and pulled out a bottle of beer for the both of us. I could tell she was a drunk but I could not stop my older sister. She handed me the beer and I watched her sitting before me with her long legs spread. When she bent down, I saw her big tits stare at me. My sister did not feel any shame in talking dirty before me. She smiled when my eyes popped wide at her cleavage. She, pulled her top further down to reveal her milk white bosom. “What are you looking at Bhai, are you watching your didi’s tits, you filthy bastard? In our society, you are supposed to be my protector and not a watcher bhaiya. Not that I mind. I love when I am stared at by sexy men, even though he is my own brother. I know you lust after me. I know the signs. I know you would fuck me first time I gave you a chance. I saw the bulge in your pants the moment you looked at my tits, didnt you bhai?” she teased. “Well, I um…I don’t know Mona, I guess my cock reacted to your beautiful tits and lovely ass. I have been always a sucker for beautiful boobs and nice ass and you know you have the best ass in the world. I must confess that I have a fetish for incest. It excites me to fuck a woman who may call me a brother or son or dad. It makes me wicked but excites me a lot.” “Hey, you are excited right now. I too am hot and horny. I am drunk and I am a real bitch when I am drunk. I need a good hard fuck and it doesnt matter who fucks me as long as he cools this bitch in heat. Drink makes the beast in me rise.” my sister made a confession, rubbing her long fingers over her pubis trinagle. I saw a wet spot on the front of her pants. “Alright, when was the last time you got laid?” I asked taking a long sip from the bottle. “A few weeks ago Hemant and I spent a night at his farmhouse. Swati asked me to do her a favour and let her brother fuck me. I too was without a cock and Hemant is a good fuck bhaiya. You know he calls me didi and I have always called him Bhaiya. It was so exciting when he fucked his didi and I fucked my Bhaiya. It was almost real incest.” “Wow that’s very wicked and weird. Now you want to repeat that performance in real with your real Bhaiya?” I asked in astonishment. “Yes, you know I have always loved you. My marriage failed only because I always praised you before my husband and he grew jealous of you. He would call you names and I would not bear it, You know why we divorced? The bastard called you BEHNCHOD! He said you were a sisterfucker! That I was a brotherfucker! And the worst part of it was that although I had wanted my pussy to be fucked by my brother but had never been so lucky to be laid by my Ganu bhaiya” I looked at my sexy sister’s bold confession and it aroused me to new heights. I stood up and sat down next to my sister. She then turned her back to me and I unzipped her top and slowly pulled it over her head and she smiled and turned her head to me. “Is this what you wanted to see bhaiya, your Mona didi’s boobs?” she asked as her beautiful tits became exposed and I touched her warm tit flesh with trembling hands. “I um…well Didi, I have dreamt of touching your tits. It is a dream come true,” I said touching and rubbing my cock which was growing even harder in my pants. “Fine, I guess it is only natural when your sister is as hot as I am. Now I would like you to show me your cock. Let me asee if the bich sister’s tits have aroused your cock and I want ti feel your hot taboo cock.