Chapter 25: Intense Incest

If he had tried, Madhuri would have gladly spread her legs again for her teacher, Mr. Best, but he never tried. In school she dreamed of him and at night her dreams took on a more practical form as she imagined it was he, not her fingers, playing with her no longer kori choot.

Ravi was having a similar problem. He saw the sexy temptress Leena every day but she would have nothing to do with him. Nothing except to taunt him about his impure sister, her loss of purity confirmed by the photographs Leena had shown him.

Perhaps what happened was inevitable or maybe it would not have occurred without Leena Wilson's vengeful behavior but in any case it happened. It was Saturday and their parents had gone to the city and would be away until tomorrow. Ravi came into the house in mid-afternoon after a brief swim in the frigid waters of the nearby millpond. As he reached the second floor of the old house they rented he heard a whimpering sound from his sister's room. Curious, he quietly pushed the door open.

The boy stifled a gasp as he saw his sister Madhuri who was naked on the bed bend her knees and spread her thighs apart. For a moment, before her hand covered it, he had a clear view of her pussy -- a reddened, vertical gash against her light brown inner thighs, with the two crinkled lips of her inner labia gaping slightly open and glistening with moisture. His cock swelled and hardened as he saw her hand begin to move. She was masturbating. Well, better that than being impure with the schoolteacher, he thought, but thoughts of purity were fast receding from his mind as his own hand contacted his rigid tool.

"Oh, jeez, Ravi," Madhuri said, fear on her face when she saw her brother standing there. "You're not going to tell Mom and Dad are you?"

Ravi glared at her without saying anything, his voice caught in his throat.

"Please, Ravi!" she begged. "Don't tell. They'd kill me!"

"Well..." he said, looking up as if he was thinking about what to do but his sister could not help but see that his hand was under his pants now.

Madhuri was beginning to catch on.

"So, just what do I have to do to keep you from telling on me?" she asked.

"You don't have to do anything," Ravi said as the same thought as she had flashed through his mind. "Unless you want to, that is. I think I'd rather tell Mom and Dad what's been going on. I really should..."

"Please Ravi... please don't tell. You can... you know... like Mr. Best did? I know you were right when you told me how bad I was but..." The girl took her hand away from her pussy and arched her shapely hips, brazenly offering herself to her brother.

The boy was now controlled by his lust for his pretty fourteen-year-old sister. He couldn't think or speak, but he could move. He put a hand on the other side of the naked girl on the bed and leaned down, bringing their faces close together. As he got close, Madhuri closed her eyes and raised her lips to meet his.

That first kiss was electric. Madhuri's lips were soft and warm and eager. Her tongue darted out and licked his lips, and then she opened her mouth, inviting his tongue in, welcoming it, licking it inside her mouth. This is what she'd dreamed of doing again with her schoolteacher but in the heat of her adolescent desire, her brother would do.

Ravi collapsed across her chest and was startled by the touch of her naked breasts, which he had momentarily forgotten. Through his t-shirt he could feel the soft mounds against his chest and the pebble-like nipples poking him. Madhuri raised her arms and wrapped them around his neck.

One kiss blended into the next. Soon both of them were breathing hard. He forced his lips against Madhuri's, thrusting his tongue deep into her welcoming mouth. She moaned and writhed against his chest, rubbing her tits into him.

Ravi slid a hand between them and cupped a tit, squeezing it, kneading it, taking the bud of her nipple in his fingers and pulling and twisting it. Madhuri pushed up against him, pressing her breast into his hand.

How many times had she been fucked? Ravi became more and more certain that his kid sister had done it with more than her teacher. He slipped a hand between her legs and pressed his fingers against her cunt. The young girl arched her back and pushed it up against his hand, spreading her knees wider to give him open access. Her pussy was slick with her juices, and it was easy to slip a finger between the lips and slide his finger into her.

The fiery hunger that Mr. Best had ignited in her innocent loins had become a ravenous urge. Holding onto her brother's cock, she pulled him toward her middle, dropping her closer knee flat against the bed and urging him to move between her legs. He rolled onto her, rising up on his hands and knees so that his prick stuck out between them.

Madhuri still had her hands wrapped around him, and used them to point the head of his cock at her gaping cuntal slit. As she guided him, he slowly let his weight down and pushed his hips forward. He felt the tip of his cock brush the wiry hair above her pussy, then slide between the lips near the top. His sister pushed down and raised her hips to align her opening with his descending prick. Ravi moaned with pleasure as he felt the head of it move deeper, felt it nudge into the opening of her channel.

Although she had been fucked only the one time before this the girl had an innate skill. Once her brother seemed securely started, Madhuri let go of his cock and moved her hands to his firm ass. Pulling inward and pushing up with her hips, she helped him force his prick into the tight passage, her legs spread as wide as possible to give him maximum access. He pushed an inch or so deeper, pulled back a little, then pressed forward again and sank about half of his cock in her.

Ravi had fantasized about fucking his sister ever since Leena had shown him the pictures of Madhuri in the throes of orgasm, her legs wrapped around the schoolteacher's hips. Fantasized guiltily without ever thinking it might happen. And now it was hard to believe it was actually happening. His prick was slowly burrowing into his kid sister's cunt. Her firm tits, which he couldn't help staring at whenever she was around, were naked and pressing against his chest, her nipples brushing against him. But the warm clasp of her pussy around his cock was all he could really think about.

"Oh, god, Ravi, that feels so good," Madhuri sighed. "Oh... oh... get it all the way in... that's right... that's right... more... push it in deeper," the girl panted. Her brother didn't feel as big in her as Mr. Best had but it was wonderful.

Ravi looked down between them and saw where their bodies were joined, Madhuri's widespread thighs wrapped around his and the pole of his cock half buried in her love nest. As he watched, he pushed forward and saw his prick slide the rest of the way into her. Madhuri clutched her legs around his and thrust her hips up to meet him. The soft mound just above her slot touched his. He felt the lips of her pussy around the base of his cock as he lodged it all the way in her. And then a sharp pang of fear struck him.

"Oh God, Maddy... gotta stop. Don't have a condom," he gasped and with a sigh of disappointment he withdrew.

"No... Ravi... don't stop now... it'll be OK... just this once," the fourteen-year-old girl protested. "I'm sure it'll be all right," and she tried to pull him back inside to fill the aching void he'd left behind.

"Come Maddy... I know what we can do," Ravi said urgently as he got up, pulling his sister up after him. "It will be safer if you're... like... standing up" and he led the girl to the bathroom, shedding the rest of his clothes as they went. "My stuff will run out of you if we're standing," he mumbled although he wasn't really that confident about it.

In the bathroom Ravi turned his kid sister around and bent her over the counter between the two sinks. Her back was almost horizontal and she spread her feet wide apart and thrust her ass back toward him. Moving up behind her, he quickly fed his cock into her notch and worked it into the depths of her pussy. Madhuri put her head down on folded arms and let him fuck her, rocking back and forth slightly in time to his more forceful thrusts. She moved one hand down between her legs and began to stroke her clit. The boy grabbed her ass cheeks with his hands and pulled them apart, exposing her asshole to view.

The combination of her older brother's slamming, penetrating cock sliding in and out of her cunt and the touch of her own fingers on her clit soon had Madhuri moaning and crying out. "Unnh... Unnh... Yeesssss... Do it, Ravi! Oh, jeez! Yesss! Give it to me!"

Madhuri's little brown puckered asshole intrigued him. He pressed one thumb against it and rolled it around and around. She seemed to like that, thrusting her butt back and wriggling her hips. He tried to push his thumb into her backdoor, but it was too dry and Madhuri winced forward. Ravi grabbed a tube of KY jelly that was on the edge of the counter and spread a glob of the lubricant into her ass crack. After spreading it around, he pressed in with his thumb again. This time, the first joint slid past the tightly clenched pucker with minimal resistance. He pressed harder, pushing his thumb in deeper and working it around and around. Madhuri moaned deeply and thrust her ass back at him, not understanding what he was doing but nonetheless encouraging him to stick his thumb all the way in her rear.

Suddenly Madhuri started wheezing like an asthmatic and moaning so loudly that it was almost a shout. "Ahhhh! Yunnhh! Oh, god! Yes! Yunnhh! Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!" She jerked back and forth, slamming her ass against his pelvis hard enough to cause audible smacks as flesh met flesh.

Ravi pushed his hips forward, trapping his kid sister's full thighs against the counter and burying his cock to the hilt in her pussy. At the same time, he rotated his wrist, making his thumb twist around in her butt. Madhuri had slid forward on the sink counter, her face almost up against the mirror.

Madhuri's orgasm shook her. It was like with Mr. Best, not the almost quiet release she felt when she used her fingers. She jerked her hand out from between her thighs and balled it into a fist beside her face.

Her hips shook and jerked. She let out a rising "Oooooooooooh!" and then began crying inarticulately, over and over again as her orgasm shot through her in electric jolts.

Ravi had masturbated shortly before he'd found his sister naked and despite the pleasure her young body was giving him, hadn't come yet. Now, as Madhuri slowed down, he wasn't getting much closer. And then he looked down at his thumb up her asshole. He remembered how hot and tight little Leena's asshole had been when he buggered her and the thought of doing the same to his sister leaped into his mind. The tight pucker seemed looser and the K-Y made it invitingly slippery. And he couldn't knock her up that way.

Popping his thumb out her butt at the same time he pulled back and slid his cock out of her pussy, he wrapped a hand around his prick and guided the head up to Madhuri's butthole. Ravi pushed forward, but the resistance was greater than he had expected, perhaps because unlike Leena, Madhuri clenched her asscheeks defensively and tightened her anal opening, and tried to shrink forward and away from his probing pole. The boy's cock could not enter the girl's virgin ass and bent painfully.

"Oww! Stop!" Madhuri cried. "That's the wrong place!"

Ravi hesitated only a moment. "No it isn't," he said. "I'm going to put my cock in there. I'm gonna fuck your asshole, little sister."

"No!" Madhuri protested, but there was something less than complete rejection in her tone, perhaps a hint of thrill, of danger, of forbidden excitement. She tried to slide to one side and get away from him, but he put a hand in the middle of her back and pressed her against the counter.