The Family Sex And Love
It had been two years since Manjunath moved to Mumbai for work leaving his family in Bangalore and family consisted of widow mother Sarala aged 53 an elder daughter Vijayalaxmi aged 34 and younger sister Netra aged 18. Manju had started from a middle class family and it was usual struggle and finally I am doing good economically of course I am now responsible for my family since my demise of father one year ago The major problem in our family now was that my elder sister Vijaya, who even after holding a good job and beauty is not getting married, so it was up to me to get her married initially she refused most men and now at 34 there are no takers for her and yes when it’s getting late it becomes more like business, now she is ready for any guy. I go home whenever I get a chance to and I can’t bear her dry sad face. I usually not very caring type but I just console her in my best possible way. I have got her registered in all sorts of matrimonial websites and have my friends on lookout for any guy that may be interested on one occasion She expressed her interest to come to Mumbai for short while to relax a bit and the usual home environment may have made her sick and that’s what I thought. I said fine and she came to Mumbai after a month. I had my apartment cleaned up for her. It was five when she arrived and of course she was tired and all. I put on the geaser got some breakfast. I felt like I am going to spend time with somebody who is sick and I have to act doctor after making sure she had all that she needs for day I left for office. It was six when I came back she made tea for me and we sat in hall watching TV. I looked at her still the same sad look so I decided to take her for an outing and we roamed a bit of Mumbai and she was feeling better, why not some shopping always makes women happy so it went on for few days. She was feeling ok now and she was more talkative now all along I knew because of constant questions about her marriage she might have been depressed it was good to do something like this and my only hope was that somehow I should find a guy for my Vijaya didi. One evening when I wanted my mobile I was not finding as my sister was also using it for std calls and I asked her and she replied it may be in her bag while going through her bag and I found some sex story books what? I could not imagine the simple surface could be so desperate that she is reading some cheap sex story books of course i was also interested so I just browsed through the book and the book was full of incest stories dirty sister was my first thought later. I told what else the poor soul can do to quench her tharak thirst got my mobile and did my usual calls to home, mom asked how Vijaya was and I told her she is enjoying and spoke to Netra about usual things she is giving her plus one exams when we sat to watch TV after dinner. My thoughts returned to what Vijaya may be thinking about and imagined she will be ready for anyone who can give sex to her and well I beat mentally for that thought but you know there is nothing like guilty pleasure and so I gave into thinking that if I can make a sure move She will accept to give herself even to her brother thinking this and I don’t usually, almost never instantly lay my head in her lap and she as an elder sister should do just caressed my head and kept watching TV. I was watching her boobs let me describe her and she is short, black beauty with moderate boobs and beautiful face And she is very docile and well natured, at least on the surface daily I started to make physical contacts whenever possible and during one of our conversation and I asked how your future husband should be and she casually replied he should be like me and then I joked then marry me there was an unusual silence. I genuinely felt pain at her state of affairs now honestly and I felt tears in my eyes and told her and I will do anything for you Vijaya don’t fear to say anything and this was not usual lusty offer this time my feelings were those who had sympathy and compassion. I saw she too had tears rolling. I wiped her tears she held on to my hands sobbing I cannot express my feelings, what kind of life is this and is it bad to just expect to enjoy pleasure in life and I am a normal human being wanting the usual physical needs is it wrong? She asked and I just bent and kissed her lips, just brushed them, still sobbing she rubbed her lips on mine. I held her head and started nudging her lower and upper lips alternatively and she responded in the same pace conventionality took over and she asked Manju this is wrong. I need it but this is wrong. I said didi till now I also thought that this was wrong, but you need it and I want to do it, it’s as simple as that and she was silent. I took her in my arms; she seemed to melt into me and I pull her head from my shoulder and started kissing her eyes nose ears. I could feel her breathing faster by minute her warmth was making my crazy still I wanted to be gentle, slowly I started licking he insides of mouth now she was moaning aaahhhh Manju my hands went to caress her breasts softer initially later squeezing them and they were so nice from outside and she was perspiring. I enjoyed the wet feeling I pulled her nighty over her to expose her in bra and panty god what a view it was and I place my head on her belly and we were on the floor now. I lay there for some time Vijayas now seemed to be losing steam and she did not say as she was in confusion. I too was but it was action that overtook. I undid her bra and sucked on her beautiful breast one by one licked them ahhh Manju you will kill me slowly bit them. I loved the meat smell coming from her nipples and they had waited too long and I guess and now they were being rewarded. I moved and kissed her lips ferociously and she fully wanted it and responded with same vigour kissing her.