Chapter 2

My cock was throbbing with excitement. I needed a quick release; but first, I had to retire to the solitude of my room.

I crawled back to my room and once inside, I locked it carefully. I quickly began to undress in the darkness. Having stripped off my shorts and vest, I turned on the night lamp. Standing in front of the mirror provided in the door of my cupboard, I looked at my reflection.

"Not bad." I thought, admiring my rigid boner. I didn't know about the size of the biggest and the thickest cock in the world. I only recalled my friends saying that women like big cocks. From whatever I had seen in the magazines, my cock appeared quite impressive.

I opened the cupboard. It made a gentle creaky sound that sounded like a loud cracking sound in the silence of the night. I didn't know whether Roly heard it in her room. Anyway, I wasn't expecting her spying on me at that time of night. I took a worn-out kerchief from the cupboard and bolted it again.

I settled on my bed. Slowly draping the kerchief over my glans, I began rubbing my cock with my fingers. I closed my eyes and tried to think about the beautiful hairy pussy of my horny sister; the soaking pussy that I had witnessed only minutes ago. I played and replayed every scene in my mind like a movie while I whacked my cock.

I had been in a state of continuous arousal for quite some time now and it took its toll. Within a minute or two, my cock erupted in a shattering orgasm.

I luxuriated in the rapturous feeling overwhelming my body. My orgasm struck me like a bolt of lightening, sending a wave of violent shivers through my body. Never before, I had had such a tremendous release.

Finally, I got back to my senses. The handkerchief was soaked with my thick hot cum and so were my fingers. I wiped the remaining cum off my tumescent cock and retired to the bathroom. My room had an attached bathroom. Roly and I shared the same bathroom. There were two entrances to the bathroom, one from my room and another from the corridor, which was used by my sister.

I washed my crotch, returned to my room and slipped into my bed.

The events of the last few hours had turned my life upside down. Watching my naked sister fingering her pussy had changed my perception about her for forever. I didn't know what was in store when I thought of peeping inside her room. I was only concerned about making sure that she had taken my magazines and to find the place where she was hiding them. I never expected to watch her in that state. I felt little ashamed about spying on her and for jacking off while thinking about her.

However, deep in my heart, I knew that I had immensely enjoyed watching my sister masturbate and given an opportunity, I would love to watch her again.

I had never considered my sister as a sex object before; but now after watching her naked and horny, I felt a very strong temptation to fuck her. However, I knew that it would never happen and be remain a wishful dream only. My sister would never let me fuck her. Sisters don't fuck their brothers in a conservative family like ours.

Anyway, I was not a loser either. Nobody was going to stop me from jacking off while dreaming about my horny sister.

I diverted my attention to the magazines. Now my main concern was to get my magazines back so that they could be moved out of my house before sister fancied any idea about handing them over to our parents. Although, I now doubted that she would do anything like that, still, it was risky to leave my magazines with her. What if my mother accidentally opened her wardrobe? No, I had to get those magazines back. And it had to be done at the first opportunity. I decided that next morning, when she was not in; I would sneak into her room and collect my magazines.

After knowing the dirty little secret of my sister, I was much relieved. We were now on equal footing. If she tried to play big sissy with me, I would simply remind her of her secret.

Feeling relaxed, I closed my eyes and dozed off immediately.

When I woke up next morning, bright sunlight was falling in my room from the windows. I sat up in my bed and rubbed my eyes. Slowly, the events of last night began to descend upon me. I was still naked. My cock immediately rose to a massive hard on.

I waited for my excitement to subside. Then I pulled myself out of the bed. Quickly putting my shorts on, I walked over to the door, opened it gently and looked at the opposite door. It appeared locked from outside. Silently, I crossed the corridor and pushed the door knob. It rotated. I pushed the door inside. It opened without any noise.

Roly was not inside the room.

I hurriedly walked over to her wardrobe and tried to open the door.

It didn't open.

I tried again but the door knob didn't buzz. I then realized that it was locked and the key must be with Roly.

Frustrated, I returned to my room. I knew that I could do nothing but to wait for an appropriate time to get back my magazines.

It was time to get freshen up. I stepped into the bathroom. As I entered inside, the first thing I saw was my sister's wet bra and panties lying in a corner. It was the same red panties that she wore last night. Apparently, Roly had taken her bath and left her soaked underwears in the bathroom. I stood frozen as I stared down at them.

I quickly locked both the doors from inside. With a trembling hand, I picked her panties. It appeared so small that I doubted how it could fit to my sister's buxom thighs. I rubbed the soft and silky material with my fingers. A tremor ran through me. I brought it near my nose and inhaled. The strange musky scent sent my mind into a wild frenzy; blood began rushed to my cock. It began to grow in proportions.

I quickly stripped and covered my rigid cock with sister's panties. I was overwhelmed with her thought and I began stroking my cock. The feeling was beyond imagination. I was so excited with the thought of fucking my sister that within a few minutes my balls exploded in stupendous orgasm. My cock ejaculated in abundance soaking my sister's wet panties with my hot cum juice.

After my cock stopped erupting, I let the feeling of extreme euphoria sank into me. My hands remained gripping my cock covered with my sister's panties. My juice seeped through the wet clothes soaking my fingers. I then turned on the shower and let the cold water soak my heated body. It didn't help much as the burning desire to fuck my sister remained alive.

Finishing my shower, I quickly washed the sticky cum off her panties and dropped it where it was lying before I picked it up. Then I unlocked both doors and quietly slipped into my room.

When I arrived downstairs, everyone was sitting at the dining table eating breakfast. Dad looked at me quizzically. I didn't pay much attention to his stares as he himself was a late riser. I silently pulled a chair.

"How come you're so late today?" Mom asked me as she furnished a plate in front of me and handed me a sandwich.

"I was studying late." I replied hurriedly as I began nibbling at my sandwich. Then I realized my mistake. Roly knew very well that lights in my room went off early last night.

I looked at her. She was staring at me but her face showed no surprise.

Mom was convinced with my answer. After all, I was a good son, studious, hard working. She handed me a glass of milk.

"Rohan," Suddenly, dad addressed me. "Will you help Roly in shifting her things to your room?"

"My room... ! Why... ?"

"We're planning to get her room repaired." Mom replied instead. "Actually, adding a toilet and a small kitchen to the room."

I was aware that my parents had been planning for quite some time about converting that room into a single room apartment so that it could be rented. It was dad's idea. He thought that because of the location of our house it would fetch good price.

"Why my room... ? There's one vacant here." I pointed at a locked room at the far end of the living room. "She can very well take that."

"No I can't." Roly replied suddenly.

"Why?" I was surprised. I didn't expect that she would appreciate the idea of sharing room with me.

"Because it's always very hot... and it's so suffocating out there."

"But..." I began to resist.

"What's the problem with you?" Mom stared at me. "She'll be here for only two weeks. You two have shared that room before."

"I was very young then." I protested.

Mom looked at me exasperated. She was right. Roly and I had shared my present room for many years before her marriage; but then I was too young to understand many things. I didn't have any private life and above all, I hadn't seen my dear sister naked, fingering her pussy.

"Rest assured baby. I'll not interfere with your privacy." Roly grinned.

My face turned scarlet. I hurriedly looked at mom. She didn't seem to notice my unease.

"But... !"

"She'll be sharing your room." Dad finally spoke with authority. "Help your mother in shifting her luggage to your room."

I hated him for that but knew that the chapter was closed. He wouldn't listen to any of my arguments.

It wasn't good news. Her shifting to my room would mean an end to my privacy, to the precious nights when I lay naked in my bed dreaming about neighborhood girls and aunts while with my cock. It would also mean an end to my whacking sessions, at least for the next two weeks. The worst thing was that there woundn't be any more peep shows for me... no more opportunities to watch my sister finger fucking herself.

Disappointed, I recalled the events of the last night. I would miss her hairy puffy cunt lips and the great spectacle of her fingers fucking her cunt.

After the breakfast, mom went straight to Roly's room. I followed her reluctantly. Roly and mom together emptied her wardrobe and shifted all her belongings to a vacant wardrobe in my room. I mostly remained a mute spectator and participated only when heavy things like the wooden bed were to be shifted.

In an hour or so, Roly had moved into my room with all her belongings. My study table and cupboard were shifted near to my bed on one corner, and her bed was placed at the opposite corner by the wall. It was an old arrangement. When Roly and I shared this room, it was arranged in almost same fashion. The entire room now divided into two zones, one corner belonged to Roly and other to me. Years ago, we had fiercely fought over the arrangement as her bed was close to bathroom and I never liked it. However, mom always insisted that her bed should remain there. Why... I could never know.