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Helping Sister Her Bed Brother

Posted on July 7, 2011 by Moderator

By : Mridula Hi Mridula is here with a hot sex experience. Pooja, name changed helps her brother in renting a house. Hope you like. Write you comments on sexy_mridula@yahoo.com Im afraid Ive got some bad news, Didi. I now have a good job but cant find a decent house. No one rents a house to a bachelor. Now where should I bring a wife to rent a house, Didi? You tell me what should I do? My innocent looking brother Rohit said to me last week he came to my house when my husband had served a notice of divorce on me. I was going to get paid Rs 3 crore plus a house but that would be after one year. Rohit had always been very cute. He was younger to me by 4 years. He had long curly hair and his complexion was very fair. Many times I had dreamt of being fucked by a big cock, which my husband did not have. And whenever my dream broke, the picture of my cute brother appeared before my eyes. I felt guilty at my dream but the naked body of my brother never left my mind. Whats the problem, Rohit? House? Can you not travel to mom everyday? Then you wont have to pay rent too. I suggested.My company wont let me leave the station. I only have a months time to get a house, Didi and that motherfucking land lady says she wont rent it to a bachelor! My little brother was very angry. Dont you have a girlfriend? She could be your temporary wife and then you can have the house I suggested. Didi! Now dont tease me, you know I dont have a girlfriend. Thats very unfair mere Bhaiya (brother). But tell me what your Didi can do for you. I am already in process of my divorce. My wimp husband has filed a case to divorce me. I can get you to stay in my house only after my divorce. But wait I can move with you in your house for a week as your wifeWe can act as married couple, cant we? I suggested laughingly. Well, I guess it can work but what about Jijju? He said after a moment of hesitation. What about him? I dont give a damn about my husband. The bastard was never husband to me. He could not taker my cherry with nhis 4 inch cock even his small cock wont be erect your jiju was never a man, Rohit not a man! Main aaj bhi kunwari hoon mere bhai!!(Iam still a virgin brother). Tell me, should I come with you and be your wife?

You can take one benefit from your no good sister! I said because I really wanted to help my brother. Yes Didi, I could tell the motherfucking bitch that youre my wife. You are almost my age and if we dont tell anyone nobody will. I opened my arms and took my brother in my embrace. Feeling of love was so strong in my heart that kissed his face and then on his lips. Rohit too was emotionally charged as he kissed me back. He held my face in his hands and kissed passionately. I opened my mouth and he slipped his tongue into my mouth. I forgot that he was my real brother and began to suck on his tongue. Involuntarily his hands cupped my breasts. A simple bother/sister embrace was turning into a highly sexually charged affair. I felt my brothers cock poke my stomach. Since my husband was out of town, so no one could see us now. All servants had left for the. I was burning in the fire of lust which my impotent husband had failed to quench. Here was my own brother kissing and hugging like a lover, my forst and only lover! Ohhhhhhh Bhaiya you are so nice your sister has never felt such pleasure in her life. Pooja has never felt the body of a real man. Ohhhhh mere Bhai I will do whatever you say. Take me to any place anywhere tell them I am your wife. Make me whatever you want to. Ill tell your motherfucking landlady that I am your wife. Ohhh I am sorry Didi, I was carried away in emotions sorry Pooja didi but it was good rehearsal for the drama we are to do at least we wont feel awkward there you too must get used to being addressed as Mrs Sharma and not Mrs. Diwedi, Dont be silly, Bhaiya I said I was never Mrs. Diwedi I was always a Sharma but only now I will be Mrs. Sharma. Rohit spent that night in his room in hotel although I insisted he slept at my house. He did not want my husband to get suspicious. Next day he came to fetch me to his house. I dressed in a bridal dress, a green silk sari, and looked like a Dulhan(Bride). Let me tel you, I am very fair like my brother. My tits are 36 C and my ass is round. There is not an ounce of fat on my stomach. Put your arm round my waist. Let you land lady see how much you love your wife I whispered in my brothers ears and he blushed. The land lady Mrs Ali, did not have a doubt when she saw me. She was a 45 years old widow, nice looking. She saw me from head to foot as if measuring my body inch by inch Mr Sharma, you have a lovely wife! I hope to see more of her, wont I? Thanks Mrs Ali, you are not bad yourself Rohit smiled at me. Mrs Ali blushed. She showed us the house and our portion was on the ground floor just in

front of her share on the first floor. I dont know but I felt she was looking at me with a strange light in her eyes. Next two hours we spent unpacking our things. Bhai, this bitch may spy on us. We have to give the impression of a real married couple. Can you behave like a married man with me as your wife? Who knows the land lady is peeping on us from the ventilator? I think that I should moan and groan as if you are making love to me. My words were having a strange effect on my brother. He hugged me and his hands were cupping my breast. His thumb was slowly stroking my erect nipple and I felt myself getting wet between my thighs. He was caressing my breast and now also kissing on my head. I dont know what I would have done without your help, Didi? He said Behnchod, stop calling me Didi. You are supposed to be my husband and not brother. Treat me as your wife your land lady will see our reality if you dont treat me like your real wife. Call me by my name, call me Pooja! Rohit pushed me on the bed and lay over me and said, Pooja, my darling wife, it is time to make love. Come to bed, fast. Look at my cock darling; it is hungry for your pussy! Now my brother was acting properly his role and it made me aroused too. My hand started touching the front of his pants. I let my hand feel his cock over his pants. I started stroking his cock through the fabric of his pants. I placed my lips on his, He slipped his tongue into my mouth and started kissing me deeply. But should we continue, Pooja? After all we are brother and sister. It is just acting. But my dream was about to come true. I removed my blouse and bra revealing my firm 36C tits with their brown nipples. His eyes popped out of their sockets. Then I pulled off my saree and petticoat and finally my silk panties and showed my brother my shaven pussy. Ohhhh Pooja, my darling! I love you, you are so fucking beautiful! I placed my hand on my naked cunt and rubbed it. I was dying to be fucked.If my brother refused to fuck me, I would die. Please fuck me, Rohit. I want you to fuck your Pooja, I said loudly so that the land lady could hear clearly. I wanted his cock and I could see that he was struggling with himself for being my brother. Fuck me, mere yaar. Chod dalo apni Pooja ko mere yaar! ( lover fuck your Pooja)! His eyes were fixed on my naked body as he pulled his pants off. Rohit wore no underwear, surprisingly. His cock was a good 8 inches and incredibly thick. Id had dipped my fingers in

my cunt. I wanted my brothers cock so much and I didnt want to give him a chance to change his mind. I slowly moved my hand to my wet pussy and started fingering it. He groaned and pushed me onto my back and parted my soft thighs with his hands. He positioned himself between my legs and leaned forwards, watching my cunt intently as it opened up for his cock. He placed his hands under my ass to lift me slightly and then he let his tongue trail the length of my slit. I moaned out Rohit, you bastard you sisterfucking bastard what are you doing to me yesss eat my pussy! Shut up Pooja..Mrs Ali might hear you scream so loudly. What would she think? Rohit kissed my pussy as I and said Mrs Ali will know that my Rohit is giving the fucking of a lifetime and she is a hot woman herself. She must be starving for a fat cock like yours. I wonder if you can fuck her before my eyes I would love to see that woman get fucked by you, will you fuck her? He groaned as he sucked my cunt lips. Yes I would love to fuck her, she is a lovely motherly figure and I love to fuck a mother like her but let me fuck you first of all. I knew the land lady would be watching us from the window chink. I cried out my cunt was eaten by my own brother. Just as I was on the brink of cumming he lifted his mouth and placed his fat cockhead on my fuck hole. His hands let go of my ass, my brother lunged forward, sending his cock deep in my cunt, filling my cunt fully. I moaned louder and louder. The pain of this exquisite pleasure was unbearable. His cock was stretching my pussy as he was fucking me hard, spreading me wide open. I bucked my hips towards his groin. He kissed my collarbones and then he sucked my nipple into his mouth. He bit it lightly and sucked on it hard. I moaned as he started he began pounding his hard cock deep in my pussy. We were both breathing heavily. There was no one I loved as much as I loved my Rohit Bhaiya. I gasped as my pussy walls stretched around his size. He kept kissing my nipples as I slowly relaxed and got used to his huge cock size. The pain caused by my brothers fat cock slowly went away and I was horny as a bitch in heat, loving the moving monster cock in my depths. My pussy was throbbing around the wonderful cock that had just made me the happiest woman and I raised my hips to feel more of my brothers cock. My brother withdrew his cock and placed my legs across his shoulders. As he started sliding in and out of my tight hole I could feel him getting deeper and deeper.

We kissed again and he started fucking me harder. Rohit slammed his pubic bone into my clit with more force than before. I panted and moaned at the same time. I loved being fucked by my brother. I couldnt believe how much I loved being fucked. My Bhaiya was a master in bed and he was pleasuring his sister who had never been pleasured by her husband. He moved his face down and started sucking my tits again. I cried out with pleasure. Rohit, I panted as I felt his cock deeper. I am cumming. Cum Pooja, cum on my cocklet me fuck you good, he replied, with sweat running down his face. I let go. I cried out unintelligible words as my body started shaking and my cunt increased the pressure on his cock. I lost control of my body and I shuddered as my orgasm broke out uncontrollably. His cock moved like a railway piston in my cunt as he fucked furiously. I felt him stiffen and knew he was cumming too. He fucked me madly with his cock and began to shoot his hot cum in my cunt. He shook and then buried his cock deep inside me one final time and stopped as he shot his wonderful cum into my womb. He soon collapsed on top of me and kissed me deeply. You were wonderful, Pooja, he said. Simply the best, so were you, my Rohit.

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