Cousin Waseem
Dear readers, you must have read many incest stories till date but I am sure you must have never come across a sister fucker cousin, like ours. Just read it and then give your comments. Actually, we belong to eastern Uttar Pradesh and live in a joint family. It may sound strange but we were 3 sisters,myself being youngest. After lot of prayers my youngest Uncle was blessed with a boy. My father and other uncles must have been inspired by this feat and thinking the fortunes will turn in their favor now, the next few years witnessed adding up 3 sisters, each thinking he will be lucky to have son. Being the only son in the family, Waseem was the most spoilt child as he grew up. His all unforgiveable actions were overlooked. One by one my elder sisters were married and I became the eldest among the siblings living in that house. The construction of house was such that, we all sisters were staying in first floor hall type room which was accessible only to female members and Waseem. While we also used to go to school but it was Waseem only who used to get tutions. I was good in literature but very poor in science subjects and that led to Waseem getting senior to me in school. Waseem aspired to become a Doctor and worked hard for it. The incident started unfolding when Waseem used to come to our room and would show off his skills in science subjects. All of us were very appreciative of his knowledge. He was able to help me and guide other sisters but the only thing which irritated me was that he used to ask for favors in return. Initially these were innocous but when I had my mensuration, my mother taught me lot of things. My younger sisters were diehard fan of Waseem and could do anything for him. As time passed, I understood asking for kiss as return favor by Waseem was not appropriate. I was in class X and Waseem in XI, when remaining two sister had faced mensuration and I was asked to guide them. Of Roohi, youngest and Nagma, I was close to Nagma. I also liked Waseem but having little knowledge about sex made me feel afraid of him. Myself, Nagma used to discuss it in hushed tones as to what class mates used to say and sometimes shared our fantasies as well. We knew about intercourse but were deprived of knowledge and opportunities that girls of metros get. Then one day all elders except our old grandfather went to visit one of our cousin who had delivered a boy. Waseem managed to stay back and after we had our lunch and our grandfather was taking his afternoon nap, Waseem came to us. My heart skipped a beat because I saw lust in his eyes and he even whispered to me, nazar utaar le apni Shabnam, kya khil ke aaye hai jaawani tujh par . I ignored his comments. Waseem talked with us about studies and I knew he skillfully turned it to reproductive system. While he explained it, all of a sudden he asked Roohi(the youngest one) if she knew how she was born. Roohi, innocently told him that her parents had prayed and her parents got her from dargah. He heartily laughed and said nahin re, baat kuch aur hai . Myself and Nagma knew about sex partially and kept mum but felt strange all over our body as Waseem openly discussed reproductive system . He then increased the curosity very cleverly and Roohi demanded to him to educate. He then all of a sudden said tauba, tum logo ne agar abba ko bol diya ki maine sikhya hai to mera halak kat denge . But by this time he had cleverly built up enough anxiety (even me) among us and my heart beat was racing up. Nagma pressed my hands and we looked into each others eyes trying to assure each other. Our younger sibling went all out and started babbling pls pls bhai jaan . Waseem pointed towards us and said unse pooch lo, unko bhi toh maloom hoga and I blurted out denying any knowledge. Waseem then meaning fully looked at Nagma and said bhai agar tum teeno meri kasam utho ki yeh baat isse kumre mein rahegi aur jaisa mai bolunga tum sab karoge toh hi bolunga . My two younger ones agreed and I felt Nagma was very eager and her voice was wavering. Waseem then held Nagmas hand drawing her near him from my side asked whispering loud enough to be heard by me Nagma, tu bhi toh jawaan ho gayi kya tera dil nahi karta sab kuch jaan lene ko, kuch mazaa lene ko . Nagma kept mum and he took her away from me to bed holding her waist. He then incited the Roohi by saying that till I agree to terms he will not speak a word. He caressed Nagmas cheek and shudders of Nagma was visible to me. I was feeling strange and my breathing was erratic and thought of running away but the way he and Nagma were interacting made me long for him. Waseem sat on bed with Nagma keeping his hands over her thighs and caressing it and asked her bol Nagma tu raazi hai ki nahi . I was not surprised to find her nodding in agreement. He then asked her toh ab tera kaam hai ki Shabnam ki razaamandi le. Nagma softly with excitement in her voice said maan bhi jaiye, dekhte hai kya maloom hai . I also desired caresses of Waseem but was afraid of what my mother had told me. But finally I gave in. Waseem then ordered me to be in bed with them. I joined them there. He positioned himself such that on his one side Nagma and on other side I was there. He kept his hands over our shoulder and started describing sex subtly. After a while he asked Roohi, malum hai tere aur Nagma,Shabnam mein kya fark hai . He then asked us to remove the kurta which we denied in unison. He asked kyon, sab to tai ho gaya hai . Roohi spoke on our behalf and said, sharm aati hai, naa . He laughed and said tum sab ka maasik hone par jaroor aami ne bahut kuch bola hoga . Roohi replied in affirmative. He said maalum, woh sab isliye manaa karte hai kyon ki isme bahut mazaa hai . I took courage and said jo bataana hai aisay hi bolo . He ignored me and told Roohi isme itna mazaa aata hai ki ammi ko dar lagta hai ki hum log ko malum na pad jaaye ki woh abba ke saath kitna mazaa leti hain .