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"Oh god, Daddy," Kriti laughs. "Nobody cums as much as you do!" she tells him as she continues to lick and suck his softening cock.

"Nobody makes me cum as much as you do, sweetie," her dad pants. It's true. The built up anticipation, coupled with her expert machinations, makes him shoot twice as much cum into his daughter as he ever does with his wife. He never recovers this fast, either. Lying back on the bed, Rajarao feels his cock starting to recover already from his daughter's gentle licking and sucking.

Kriti knows exactly what to do to get her daddy hard again. After four years, she knows exactly where to lick, how much pressure to put and how to nibble a little just under the head of his cock. She's not surprised at all when he starts to recover and her pussy is literally dripping by the time his cock is ready again. Kriti glides her body against his until her lips meet his and her pussy is positioned over his fully recovered cock. Slipping her tongue in his mouth, while simultaneously impaling her pussy on his shaft sends a shiver through her body and she moans into his mouth.

"Oh Daddy," she says, breaking the kiss. "You feel so fucking good," she whispers, clenching her pussy around his cock and just holding him inside her.

"So do you, Kriti," her daddy answers her. Her hot, velvety pussy conforms to his cock, sending waves of pleasure pulsating through his whole body. Having already cum in her mouth, he easily resists the urge to start pumping his cock into her, letting her control the pace. She lays her head on his chest, savoring the feeling of his husky cock, filling her, stretching her as she clenches and unclenches her pussy muscles. Slowly she starts rocking back and forth, sliding his cock in and out between her moist pussy lips. She wants this to last, but her aching pussy is taking over and picking up the pace.

Ram is starting to wonder what happened to his sister. He's been sitting in the living room rubbing his hard cock, waiting for a full front view of her tits as she comes back down the hall. When she doesn't return, he walks down the hall and listens at his parent's door. Hearing nothing, he grips the doorknob, pulling the door toward him to hide the sound of the lock as he slowly turns it and pushes it open about three inches. Oh my god! He can't believe what he's hearing. His sister is fucking their father. Pushing the door open a little more, he can see her on top of him, her tits mesmerizing him as they bounce up and down.

"Oh Daddy," Kriti moans as she rides his hard cock. "It feels so good, my pussy is on fire!" Rajarao doesn't need her to tell him. He can feel how hot and slippery her pussy is as she bounces up and down on him, gushing her juices down over his balls. Her tits look like they have a life of their own as they slam repeatedly against her chest. Reaching up, he catches her firm, round tits in his hands and massages her taut nipples, rolling them between his thumb and index finger.

"Oh fuck!" Kriti moans again. "I'm cumming, Daddy! Keep playing with my tits. I'm cumming!" Kriti starts moving faster, almost bouncing off the end of his cock before slamming her pussy back down around it. Rajarao is bucking up against her, matching her rhythm and getting close to his second climax of the night.

Ram, staying in the shadows, watches his sister ride their father's cock to an explosive orgasm. His own cock, straining against the material of his shorts, wishing it could take his father's place. Ram closes the bedroom door, returning to his own bedroom to jack off and think about how to use this information to his advantage.

Kriti is collapsed on her father's chest. Their labored breathing and the pounding in their chests all indicators of the intensity of their mutual climaxes.

"That's my pussy and my mouth," Kriti smiles. "Let's save something for tomorrow, shall we?" she asks.

"Good idea," her father laughs. "I'll set the alarm so you can get back into your room before your brother wakes up." As her breathing returns to normal and she thinks about her impending wedding, Kriti's thoughts drift back four years to when she first became enamored with her father's body.

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When her dad fell from a scaffold and broke both of his ankles. He was bedridden for six weeks, with both ankles in casts and a three-foot bar between them to keep his legs immobile. Since her brother was in summer school and her mom works, she was elected to take care of him. He was on some heavy pain medication and slept most of the time, so mainly she just read and was there in case he needed something. She made his lunch, gave him his medicine and visited with him when he was coherent, which wasn't very often during the first two weeks.

At the end of the first week, after giving him his pain medication, the one that puts him completely under for about two hours, she noticed the sheets were tented over his crotch. She smiled assuming he must be dreaming about something that's giving him an erection. She just sat in the chair, reading her book, glancing up periodically at the sheet to see if it went down. It sure looked big. She wasn't a virgin, but the high school boys she had been with wouldn't have tented a sheet like that. After a while, she found it too distracting and went out to the living room to read. A couple of hours later, her dad woke up and called out to her to bring him some water. When she did, the tent was gone and the sheet was relatively smooth.

The next day, the same thing happened and she again went into the living room, to avoid the distraction. But the distraction didn't leave her. After a couple more days of this, her thoughts were consumed with speculation about how large her dad's cock had to be to create a tent like that in the sheet. By the middle of the second week, she was so preoccupied with the size of her daddy's cock that she got up the nerve to look at it.

After giving him his medication, she waited a few minutes to make sure he was completely out.

 

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"Daddy," she called to him. "Daddy!" she said louder, shaking his shoulder as she said it. He just lay there, unconscious. She timidly lifted the side of the sheet, exposing his hip and then peeking under it, she got her first look at his fully erect cock. It was massive. She gasped, dropping the sheet back in place and leaving the room.

In her bedroom, she wondered how her mother could get that big thing inside of her. It was long, but what was more startling, was how thick it was. She wondered if her mother ever gave her daddy head and if she did, how she got her lips around such a thick cock. As she sat there pondering, she was shocked to find her pussy getting wet. Oh my god! I can't be getting aroused, thinking about my father! But that night when she went to bed, after kissing her mom and dad goodnight, her hand slipped down inside her panties, to her sopping pussy. As she slid her fingers in and out between her lips, she rubbed her clit and thought about her daddy's massive cock.

The next day after her daddy took his medicine, and making sure he was asleep, she pulled the sheet all the way down to his knees. She had seen him without a shirt before, but never thought about how sexy his hairy chest was. Her dad always worked construction and was in great physical shape. He was tan and muscular and she ran her hands lightly through his chest hair, then down over his stomach. As her hand moved toward his erect cock, she told herself she was just going to measure how big around it was. Gently she circled her fingers around it. It twitched and she yanked her hand away. She looked at her dad's face to make sure he was still out and then once again wrapped her fingers around his massive cock. She almost couldn't get her fingers all the way around it.

Standing next to the bed, with her hand wrapped around her daddy's hard cock, she unconsciously began stroking up and down. She couldn't believe that it would get bigger, but it did. Fascinated, she pumped a little more to see how big it would actually get. Kriti wasn't completely inexperienced; having given past boyfriends hand jobs and blowjobs. She'd even been fucked a few times, but she wasn't prepared for her father to cum all over her hand while he was unconscious. She had been looking at his chest when it happened. She'd been stroking up and down his cock, pumping him up to see how big he'd get, when she felt the hot, sticky liquid run down over her fingers. Jerking her hand away, she ran to the bathroom for a washcloth. After cleaning his cum off his flaccid cock, Kriti held his cock up with one hand while she wiped the cum from the base of it and around his balls. She hadn't really looked at his balls before; they were huge too. No wonder there was so much cum to clean up. When he was cleaned up, she went to her room, removed her soaked panties and masturbated to an intense orgasm.

Kriti soon found she couldn't wait for her daddy's mid-day medicine time. Sitting in the chair next to his bed, her pussy would ache in anticipation. At night she would dream up what she wanted to do the next day. She was shocked at how wet she would get just thinking about touching her daddy's cock. She wanted to masturbate in his bedroom, while holding his hard cock in her hand. She got ready, foregoing panties under her skirt, to give her easy access to her pussy. When her dad was knocked out from his drugs, she pulled back the sheet and wrapped her hand around his thick cock, while she pushed her other hand up under her skirt. She ended up stroking his cock in rhythm with her own fingers pumping in and out of her pussy, shooting his cum in the air, almost at the same time as she gushed through her orgasm.

Kriti had mixed feelings about what she was doing with her father's cock. She knew it wasn't right, but she was having the most intense orgasms she'd ever had. That night she laid awake reflecting about what had happened. She wanted to do it again, but she didn't want to clean up another mess. She fell asleep wondering if she could get her lips around his thick cock.

The next day, she was determined to try. Pulling back the sheet, she surveyed the size of his erect cock and opened her mouth as wide as she could. She couldn't imagine that it was wide enough. Holding his cock in her hand, she lowered her wide-open mouth down toward it. It was a stretch, but she got her lips around his cock and pushed the head inside her mouth. When she started pumping it with her hand, she found there was too much friction. She pulled her mouth off his cock and started licking all over his the head and down the sides. Fully coated with her saliva, her daddy's cock slid much more easily in and out of her mouth. So intent on sucking and pumping, she forgot all about masturbating and just sucked him off until he came in her mouth. She swallowed as fast as she could and some still spilled out around her mouth and ran down the sides of his cock. Another mess to clean up!

Having enjoyed the taste of his cum, Kriti decided to forget the washcloth and clean up the spilled cum with her tongue. Licking all around his cock and his balls, she was pleasantly surprised that by the time he was cleaned up, his cock was hard again. Her pussy was soaking wet and his cock was hard. She checked her watch and guessed that she had another hour before he would begin to wake up. Oh my god! She thought. What am I doing? She pulled the sheet back over his recovered cock and ran to her bedroom.

Had she actually been considering whether she had enough time to fuck her own father? What kind of slut was she, she wondered. She had thoroughly enjoyed the blowjob and her pussy was still on fire, but this was her father! She couldn't believe she was actually considering trying to ride his hard cock. She probably couldn't get it inside her pussy, anyway. She pulled up her skirt and started stroking her moist pussy lips. Slipping two fingers between her slick, puffy lips, she started bucking against her hand while she pumped her fingers in and out of her burning pussy.

Unbeknownst to Kriti, the doctor had recently reduced the dosage of her father's pain medication. He was still pretty drugged, but not as completely out as he had been. He had just dosed off after his mid-day dosage, when his daughter pulled his sheet off. He was about to ask her what she was doing, when she wrapped her hand around his erect cock. Oh fuck! I must be dreaming, he thought. His daughter was sexy as hell and was primarily responsible for his cock being erect anyway. Staring at her round tits and firm ass everyday, while she moved around his bed, had given him erotic fantasies that kept his cock almost perpetually hard. He blamed it on the drugs; he'd never had erotic fantasies about his daughter before. Now, here she was stroking his hard cock, he should feel guilty, but it felt so damn good! She was so fucking sexy and she thought he was asleep. He kept his eyes shut and just enjoyed her gentle touch. Opening his eyes just enough to peek through slits, he watched her opening her mouth and trying to gage the fit. Oh fuck! She was contemplating a blowjob. His cock was throbbing by the time she slid her lips over the tip it. It took all of his restraint to keep from moaning out loud. Then when she licked all around and up and down his shaft, he wanted to buck his ass off the bed and push his cock into her sweet young mouth. She finally got her lips around it and gave him a blowjob he's not likely to forget, swallowing his cum and even cleaning him up with her tongue! Then what happened? She ran out of the room, like it was on fire.

"Oh Daddy, Daddy," Kriti moaned in a quiet whisper as she lay back on her bed, catching her breath from her orgasm. Her skirt was bunched around her waist and her fingers were still in her pussy as she imagined her daddy's hard cock filling her juicy love hole.

 

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The next day, Rajarao again faked unconsciousness, waiting anxiously to see what his daughter would do. Kriti didn't disappoint him. Pulling the sheet back, she leaned over and licked up and down his hard cock, coating it with her saliva. Rajarao watched her through nearly closed eyelids, anticipating another blowjob. Instead, he saw her pull her head back, unfasten her skirt and let it drop to the floor. Looking again at her daddy's face, she pulled her tank top over her head and stood next to his bed, completely naked. His cock twitched, but he didn't think she noticed. Her tits were perfect and her nipples were erect, poking straight out from her large, pink areolas. God, she was a sight to behold as she climbed up on the bed, keeping her eyes on his face. Gently sliding her legs over his, she positioned her pussy lips over his hard cock. Holy shit, she's going to fuck me, Rajarao thought. My own sweet daughter, my sexy, motherfucking daughter is going to sit on my hard cock. Drugs or not, Rajarao's cock was on fire.

Kriti decided she had to ride her father's cock. She was obsessed with whether it would fit inside her pussy. There was only one way to find out. She wasn't really going to fuck him, just push him up inside of her to see if he would fit. Straddling him and nestling his cock between her slippery pussy lips, she rubbed up and down his hard cock, lubricating him from top to bottom. Reaching between her legs, she grabbed the base of his cock and rubbed the swollen head against her hot, dripping pussy. Easing down, she pushed the head between her lips, stretching them wide-open. It was so fucking big! But it felt so fucking good! Looking between her legs, she saw a lot of cock left and she pushed down a little harder. It was about half way in when she stopped to catch her breath.Oh God, she felt so full! Leaning forward, brushing her hard nipples against the hair on her daddy's chest, she started rocking back and forth, trying to work more of his hard cock into her stretched out pussy.

Rajarao was having an agonizing time trying not to move, or to let on that he was awake. His daughter's tight, young pussy felt so good wrapped around his cock that he wanted to buck his hips up and ram it home. When she climbed up on the bed and he got his first look at her sweet little snatch, he thought he was going to shoot his load right then. Her neatly trimmed bush made an almost perfect black triangle on her pussy mound. He caught a glimpse of her swollen pussy lips before she started pushing them down around his throbbing cock. It appeared that she might have trimmed her hair completely away from her pussy lips, leaving them fully exposed. As if that wouldn't be enough to make any guy fire his cannon, then she started pushing down, wiggling around, pushing some more, pulling back, and then rocking back and forth. She's going so excruciatingly slowly, that he's not sure he can keep up the charade. Why can't she just move a little faster?

Kriti's pussy is quivering! She's never had anything this big inside it before. She can already feel her orgasm building and there is still over an inch of cock to go. She's determined to get it all in. She's gone too far to give up now. She doesn't know where it's all going, she feels so full already! Sitting up straight, and pushing down hard, she feels her clit hit her daddy's pelvic bone. That's all it takes to ignite her release! She lets out a low moan; shivers run up her spine and her pussy pulsates around the huge intrusion.

As soon as it starts, she panics. What if Daddy cums in her? She's not on the pill! She could get pregnant! She abruptly pulls her pussy off his cock. Sitting on the bed next to him, she begins examining his cock for signs of having cum. It's coated with her juices, but it doesn't appear to her that he's cum. Oh fuck! She definitely did though, and now there's a pool of her juices on the bed next to him. She has to get everything cleaned up before he wakes up. Kriti runs to the bathroom for a washcloth.

Why the fuck did she stop! Rajarao wants to know. And why was she staring at his cock like that? What the fuck happened? He was so close to cumming in his little girl's tight cunt, he could already feel his balls tightening in anticipation of a big release. Then, she jumped off! And disappeared. Where did she go? She can't leave him like this, can she? What does she think it is; a fucking toy? A warm washcloth envelops his cock causing an involuntary tremble. What's she doing now?

Kriti returned to her daddy's hard cock with a warm washcloth, but as she's washing it, she realizes she probably should finish him off. It doesn't seem right to leave his cock so big and swollen. Wrapping the washcloth around his balls, she leans over and sucks the head of his cock into her mouth. Like most girls, she's tasted her own juices by licking her fingers, but she's surprised by how different it tastes when it's licked off a cock that's been inside her pussy. Massaging his balls with the warm washcloth, Kriti bobs her head up and down, using her tongue to lick her juices from her daddy's cock.

Oh fuck! That's more like it, Rajarao almost moans. His sexy, naked daughter is sucking him off and running a warm washcloth over his balls. Through his barely open eyes, he watches her perfect tits jiggle around as her lips slide up and down his aching cock. He fights the urge to push his cock farther into her mouth. It takes all of his willpower to lie completely still while his balls tighten and he shoots what feels like a gallon of cum into his little girl's mouth. He swallows a sigh that nearly escapes his lips when he finally gets his release.

Kriti can't believe how much cum her daddy shot into her mouth. She kept sucking and swallowing forever and it just kept coming. Finally, she'd sucked him dry and finished cleaning him up. She hurriedly changed his sheets before he woke up, removing the evidence of her incestuous escapade. Back in her room, lying on her bed, she relives the feeling of her pussy stretched around her daddy's massive cock. Rubbing her still engorged clit, she cums again by just thinking about how good it felt. She wishes he could have really fucked her, but she's pretty sure he would freak out if he knew what she's been doing.

Kriti isn't the only one reliving what just happened. Rajarao is pretty sure his cock has never been that hard before. The erotic sight of his naked daughter, impaling her tight young pussy on his rigid cock, is etched in his mind forever. He hasn't seen her naked since she was a little girl and he wasn't quite prepared for how fucking sexy she's become. My god, her tits; so perfectly round with huge pink areolas that must be two inches across, and thick nipples that stick out over half an inch. It was all he could do to keep from reaching up and grabbing a handful. And her pussy! So fucking tight! And so incredibly hot! The heat emanating off her velvety pussy walls was almost enough to get him off, if she never moved at all. He wants to fuck her so badly. He wants to be on top, slamming his cock into that tight, young cunt, making her cum so many times she loses count! He wonders what's in store for tomorrow. He can hardly wait.

Kriti is horny. It's been two days since she had her daddy's thick cock inside her pussy and she's been craving it ever since. It was Friday when she'd jumped off his hard cock; afraid he'd cum inside of her. With her mother and brother home all weekend she's had no chance to experiment again. She's still been taking care of her daddy, giving him his medicine and visiting with him when he's awake, but what she really wants is to push his hard cock back up inside her anxious pussy. She's taken the chance a couple of times to lift the covers and look at his erection, but that just made it worse. She can't wait until tomorrow when she'll be alone with him again.

 

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Rajarao forgot it was the weekend. With his wife and son around, Kriti hasn't done anymore than peek at his cock a couple of times. She has been around a lot; straightening his bed and helping him get comfortable. Every time she leans over his bed, he envisions her perfect tits hanging down over his chest and his cock responds accordingly. He's never been so fucking horny and his wife has made it clear that she is not going to take any chances of delaying his recovery by bouncing around on the bed. All weekend he keeps up the pretense of being knocked out when he takes his medication.

Kriti can hardly sleep Sunday night in anticipation of what she has planned for her daddy tomorrow. She's thought it through and decided that if she sucks him off before she mounts him, there is less chance he'll cum inside of her. While she lies in bed stroking her wet pussy, she tries to rationalize her decision to fuck her own father. She looks at it more as sexual experimentation. A woman needs to know how big of a cock she can handle and this is the largest one she's ever seen. With her father not really involved, and no one knowing about it, it's just an impersonal exercise; it's not really incest.

Rajarao would be tossing and turning if he could move his legs around. He keeps hoping that with everyone out of the house tomorrow, Kriti will continue her exploration of her sexuality. If his wife weren't lying two feet away, he'd be stroking his throbbing cock right now, trying to get some release. Of course, he can't get up to clean up afterward, so it isn't a very realistic option anyway.

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After giving her daddy his mid-day medication, Kriti waits until she's sure he's out cold, and then pulls back his sheet and strips herself naked. Climbing on the bed, she settles gently between his legs, being careful not to hit the bar holding his ankles apart. His cock is fully erect as she starts licking up and down the thick sides. Flicking her tongue against the underside of his cock head as she's done with her boyfriends' cocks, she slides her lips over the head and down his long, thick shaft. Kriti has given her share of blowjobs, but none of the boys she's been with have had a cock even close to this size. Holding his thick cock with her hand, she bobs her head up and down, while caressing his balls with her other hand. Setting a steady rhythm, she has him shooting into her mouth in no time.

Faking unconsciousness is pretty easy until he's ready to cum, then it's nearly impossible for Rajarao to maintain his composure. Watching his daughter through slit eyes, his cock responds to her luscious tits hanging between his legs as she leans down, taking his hard cock in her warm, wet mouth. Her nipples are hard and they brush his leg as she bobs her head up and down. It's obvious this isn't the first blowjob she's given and he wonders which of her boyfriends have had their hard cocks in her sweet mouth. After Friday, he's also certain she's not a virgin and the thought of her dates fucking her in the backseat of their car, makes him shoot his load in record time. God! How is he supposed to lie still, pretending to be asleep, when she's still sucking his cock long after he's already cum? Using all his willpower not to move, it dawns on him what she's doing. He's been so intent on convincing her he's asleep, that he didn't even think about her concerns. She doesn't want him to cum inside of her! She gave him the blowjob to delay his cumming when she fucks him. Well fuck that! She's in for a surprise!

Kriti keeps sucking, licking and flicking her daddy's cock until she feels it hardening inside her mouth. When it's fully erect, she pulls her mouth back, wipes the saliva and cum from her cheeks, and carefully scoots forward, placing her legs on either side of him. Her juices are dripping down her legs as she straddles him; she's never been so wet and so ready for a cock before. Positioning her pussy lips around the head of his cock, she uses her body weight to push her slippery lips down around his massive pole. It's easier than it was on Friday, both because she's more ready and because she already knows it'll fit. Lifting herself slightly and sliding back down, she makes steady progress, shifting from side to side until she's completely filled. Sitting perfectly still, with her pussy stretched wide around her daddy's immense cock, she takes a minute to enjoy the bulk of him within her. For the first time in her life she feels like a complete woman. Unlike the boys she's been dating, this is a real man-sized cock filling her pussy and she wants to savor the feeling.

Oh fuck! Rajarao doesn't know how much longer he can stay still, pretending to be asleep. His daughter's hot pussy, pulsating around his hard cock, is almost more than he can stand. Why is she just sitting there? Why doesn't she move? He wants to buck his ass off the bed and pump his throbbing cock in and out of her tight, satiny pussy. Her eyes are closed and she's sitting down hard on his cock. Watching through clenched eyelids, Rajarao sees his daughter lean forward, her beautiful tits resting on his chest; she kisses him gently on the mouth. Oh baby! My baby! She's not just using his cock as a human dildo. She really wants to make love to her daddy! Ever so slowly she starts rocking her hips back and forth, sliding up and down his massive cock. Sitting up straight and increasing her speed, Kriti starts bouncing up and down, her stretched pussy molded tightly against her daddy's hard shaft. Rajarao watches her pinch and pull at her own nipples as she rides him with ever increasing intensity.

Kriti's pussy is ignited with pleasure as she rolls her hips and slams herself down, again and again, on her daddy's huge cock. She's never felt anything like this. Oh, how she wishes her daddy were awake, pulling on her nipples, kissing her lips and shoving his big cock deeper inside her burning pussy. No, if he were awake, he'd be horrified with what his little girl's doing. He'd be disgusted that she's unabashedly riding his hard cock, while he's drugged up on painkillers. She'll just absorb his pleasure and he'll never know. Oh god! Her orgasm is so close. Her pussy is stretched so implausibly wide around her daddy's mammoth cock, that her orgasm feels like it's building all through her stomach and her thighs. It's building! It's building! Almost there! She's jamming her pussy up and down as fast as she can, on his rigid cock. He's sliding in and out of her pussy with ease now, lubricated by the free flow of her juices.

"Oh god! Oh fuck! Oh Daddy!" Kriti calls out as her orgasm rips through her body. Shaking and shivering, she clamps her pussy down on her daddy's cock and rides out the tumultuous waves of pleasure that tremble through her body. Panting, she starts to ease herself off of her daddy's still rigid cock.

There is no way he can maintain his composure while his sexy, teenage daughter is riding his cock like this. Rajarao is using all his strength to remain still, while her tight, little pussy, slick with her steadily flowing juices, is burning up and down the sides of his cock. It's a good thing she is lost in the throes of her orgasm or she'd realize he's not asleep. He's moving around, almost moaning, while she quivers through her orgasm. As she starts to ease herself off of his cock, he makes his move. Gripping her thighs with his hands, he pulls her back down.

 

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"Not yet, Kriti." Rajarao pleads, opening his eyes and looking at her. "I need you to stay on there just a little bit longer." Rajarao says, pushing his throbbing cock farther up inside her soaking wet pussy.

"Daddy!" Kriti screams, ludicrously trying to cover her breasts with her hands; her face turning a deep shade of crimson. "I... um... I... saw your erection... and I... uh... couldn't help... oh Daddy!" She moans as Rajarao starts power pumping his cock up into her velvety pussy.

"I know, baby." Rajarao pants. "Don't say anything. Just ride it out," he whispers pulling her down to him. Squeezing her ass cheeks, while her plush tits are squished against his chest, he pushes his tongue against her lips. Kriti opens her mouth, welcoming his tongue as her pussy begins aching for another release, even more intense than the last one.

"Daddy!" Kriti shouts as her orgasm overtakes her. "I'm cumming again! Oh Daddy!" She tightens her stretched out pussy around his hard cock and pushes her tongue between his lips, moaning into his mouth.

"Me too, Kriti!" Her dad says, breaking the kiss. His cock explodes inside his daughter's snug pussy and Rajarao's chest heaves against Kriti's tits as they try to catch their breath.

"Oh Daddy," Kriti coos. "Oh my god!" Then she adds quietly, "But you shouldn't have come inside me!" She snuggles her head up against his chest, while his cock is still inside her drenched pussy.

"You won't get pregnant, Kriti," her daddy reassures her. "I had that taken care of a long time ago, right after Ram was born."

"Oh, thank god!" Kriti breathes. "I wish I'd known that on Friday," she laughs. "How long have you...?" Kriti doesn't need to finish the sentence.

"Since last week when the doctor changed my medication," her daddy answers her. "At first, I thought you were a drug-induced wet dream," he says. "And then, I was afraid I'd scare you off, if I let you know too soon. My god! You feel so good!" He adds, running his hands over her firm, round ass cheeks. "I hope my being awake, doesn't keep you from what you've been doing," he laughs.

"Not a chance," Kriti answers, brushing her tits back and forth across his chest. "I was so afraid you'd think I was sick or perverted. I wanted you to be awake, but I thought if you were, you'd be disgusted with me."

"Not a chance," he says, smiling. "I was surprised, yes, but not disgusted. I could never be disgusted with you, Kriti. Especially, after how you've made me feel," he says, kissing her on the forehead and pulling her body against his. "I know what we've just done is considered wrong, but I can't imagine how anything that feels so good, can be anything but right."

"Oh Daddy!" Kriti cries, kissing his face and rolling her hips around on his cock. "I feel the same way." Rajarao's cock is recovering inside Kriti's saturated pussy as she kisses him and rubs her nubile body against him. "I wasn't a virgin, Daddy," Kriti says. "But I feel like you've made me a woman." Her tits drag across his hairy chest as she starts rocking back and forth on her daddy's semi-erect cock.

From then on, she was addicted to his cock. She wanted him all the time; in her mouth, in her pussy, she couldn't get enough of her daddy's long, thick shaft. She remembers how the very next day her daddy pleaded with her to let him taste her pussy. Straddling his face and grinding her pussy so hard against his tongue he almost suffocated, she came several times, flooding his face with her juices.

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The alarm clock wakes her, bringing her back to the present and the realization that she'd fallen asleep in her daddy's arms.

"Better get back to your own bed, Kriti." Daddy whispers. "In a few hours your brother will be off to school and we'll have all day together," he says, running his hand over her ass cheeks and nibbling on her nipple.

"Mmmm," Kriti moans. "I'll give you two days to stop that," she laughs. Her nipples are rock hard and her pussy is already wet, just from her daddy's touch. She is still addicted to him. She hopes she'll be able to keep her promise to herself and stop this when she gets married.

Rajarao pulls his lips off her erect nipple and slaps her playfully on the ass. "To be continued..," he says as he pushes her out of the bed. Looking around, she picks up her panties, but figures she doesn't need to put them on; Ram's the only one home and he'll be sleeping. She kisses her daddy, quietly opens his bedroom door and heads down the hallway.

Ram was barely sleeping when he heard his dad's alarm clock. Sound really carries through the house at night, when it's quiet. Checking the clock, he sees that it's 5:30 in the morning, too early for anyone to be getting ready for work. He sits up on his bed and positions himself so he has a clear view of his dad's bedroom door. He doesn't have to wait long for it to open and he watches Kriti sneak out, going back to her room. Holy shit! She's completely naked and this time he has a full frontal view of her. He can't believe how sexy his sister looks, walking down the hall toward him, with her panties in her hand. Her tits are perfect and her hard nipples; they must be sticking out over half an inch. As she passes his bedroom door he drops his eyes from her tits to her pussy and checks out her neatly trimmed bush. He has a clear view of her pussy lips as she takes a slow, quiet step past his door. His cock springs to life and he's already imagining what he's going to do with his sexy sister. Before he goes to school, he'll need to put the first part of his plan into action.

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"Oh god, Daddy!" Kriti shouts as another orgasm sweeps over her. Lying on her back, her chest is heaving, ballooning her firm tits up and down as she catches her breath. Her daddy has his face buried in her sopping pussy, lapping up her free flowing juices. As soon as Ram left for school, they jumped back in bed and he kissed his way down to his daughter's delectable pussy. Two orgasms latter, he's enjoying the fruits of his labors, so to speak.

"I love how you taste," he says, kissing his way back up her body and positioning his throbbing cock at the wet, hot, door to her love canal.

"I love how you taste me!" Kriti breathes. "What you do with your tongue ought to be marketed," she laughs. "We could make millions."

"I just want to make you," he answers, pushing his tongue in her mouth and his cock in her pussy at the same time.

 

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"Oh yes!" Kriti moans into his mouth, while pulling her knees up and spreading her legs as wide as she can. "God, you feel so good."

"Does Cherry make you feel good, Kriti?" her daddy asks, pulling his face back and looking directly in her eyes. He's maintaining a languid rhythm, almost leisurely sliding his cock in and out of her saturated pussy.

"Yes, Daddy, he does," she answers, honestly. "I wouldn't settle for anything less. He's not as big as you are," she smiles. "But he's just as sensitive and adventurous. Like you, he knows exactly how to pleasure me. He surprises me, he's creative and isn't afraid to experiment with things he's never tried."

"Sounds wonderful for you, baby." Rajarao answers, trying to sound enthusiastic for her. "I'm going to miss you, but it's good to know you'll be well taken care of," he adds, sounding disappointed.

"I'm going to miss you, too Daddy!" Kriti says, clenching her pussy around his cock as it slides deep inside of her. "I wouldn't trade what we've had for anything, but I really want to be a faithful wife. You understand don't you?"

"Of course I do, Kriti," her daddy reassures her. "Don't pay any attention to me, I'm just having trouble with that old saying, 'You're not losing a daughter; you're gaining a son.' It doesn't fit this situation, I don't swing that way," he laughs, picking up his rhythm. "So what does he do that's so creative? Give me an example."

"Mmmm," Kriti responds to his increased pace by pushing her ass off the bed to meet his strokes. "Well... oh, I know," she says. "Remember at time when we came for a visit?"

"Do I?" her daddy answers her. "I remember new year Eve morning we snuck out to the garage and fucked in the car. Remember how cold it was?"

"Yes! I thought my bare ass was going to freeze to the seat," she laughs, while running her hands down her daddy's broad back, pulling him tighter against her as he pumps faster and faster. "Anyway, remember the dinner we all had, the first night we were home?"

"Yeah," Rajarao answers, driving his hard cock into her as he waits for her to continue.

"Well, Cherry likes toys, especially high tech toys. He bought one of those wireless, vibrating butt plugs."

"Wireless?" Rajarao asks. "What do you mean, like with a remote control or something?" Rajarao's panting now as he slams his cock into his daughter's steaming pussy.

"Ohhhhh," Kriti moans, dragging her fingers down his back and digging them into his ass cheeks. She's humping her ass off the bed, meeting her daddy's pounding strokes. Her mouth finds his and she pushes her tongue deep inside, cutting off any further conversation.

Rajarao reaches down and slips his arms behind her knees, pulling her legs up and spreading her pussy even wider. With her legs pulled up, his cock slides in deeper with each downward stroke and Kriti almost bites her daddy's tongue as her arousal builds to its highest peak.

"Oh fuck, Daddy!" Kriti yells. "I'm cumming again! Keep fucking me hard like that! Ohhhhh fuck!" Kriti is thrashing around on the bed, digging her nails into her daddy's back as he keeps up his relentless onslaught on her pussy. She's trying to clamp her pussy around her daddy's hard cock, but with her legs spread so wide, she's too stretched out for him to even feel it.

Rajarao is getting close, too. Listening to his daughter talk about a wireless butt plug while he was pounding her pussy, added dramatically to his arousal. Slamming into her one last time, his body starts jerking violently as he spews his load inside his daughter's already soaked pussy. Pulling his arms out from under her legs, he collapses on top of her, crushing her hard nipples against his chest. Running his hands through his daughter's hair, he grips her head firmly and shoves his tongue deep inside her mouth, smashing his lips brutally against hers. With her pussy quivering around his cock, he acts like he wants to completely devour her.

"A wireless butt plug?" Rajarao asks again as their breathing returns to normal and their bodies start to relax. Rajarao is still lying on top of his daughter with his spent cock inside her pussy.

'Yeah," Kriti smiles at him. "They make vibrators like that too. There's a tiny remote with a button you push when you want it to start and stop," she kisses him and brushes his damp hair from his forehead. "Anyway, Cherry bought one and we fooled around with it a few times. It was very erotic to have him fuck me with the butt plug in my ass, not knowing when he would push the button."

"What does this have to do with dinner, last New Year?" her daddy asks her.

"Well..," she smiles. "Cherry convinced me to wear it to dinner with the family. It has this little thong-type strap to hold it in," she says. "The whole time we were sitting there, passing the biscuits, Cherry was pushing the remote button to vibrate my butt plug. By the time dinner was over, I was so fucking wet, I figured my smell was more prominent than the pot roast." She's laughing, giggling actually as she recalls the incident. "I was so distracted, I couldn't tell you what we talked about, I just know that when Cherry finally fucked me that night I came like a geyser! Now he says he wants me to wear it during the wedding. I'm not sure if he's joking or not."

"Wow!" Rajarao says, he moved his head down so he could suck on her taut nipples while she talked. Now resting his head on her soft breast, he asks her. "Remember the first time we did it in your ass?"

"Do I? I was so scared and so excited at the same time," Kriti recalls. "We were in a hotel room near my college. You'd come up for the weekend to visit and we never left the room the whole weekend; we just called down for room service."

"Yeah." Rajarao says, nibbling on her nipple, licking all around it. "I remember how tight you were. We must have used a whole tube of lubricant and it still took forever to get it all inside you."

"Well, your cock is big, Daddy," Kriti says, enjoying how delicately he's licking and teasing her breasts. "You'd already made me cum so many times, I thought I couldn't cum again. But when you finally got your big cock inside my ass and started pumping in and out, I exploded." Kriti feels her daddy's cock stiffening inside her pussy and she clenches her pussy muscles around it. "Want to do it now?" she asks, teasingly as Rajarao stretches her nipple out from her tit with his teeth.

"Yeah, I do," he says, releasing her nipple and letting it spring back into place. "I'd like that a lot, Kriti. You want to?" he asks her.

"Yes, Daddy. I really do," she answers as Rajarao pulls his fully recovered cock from her dripping pussy and kneels on the end of the bed. Kriti turns over and gets up on her hands and knees, spreading her legs apart. Leaning her head down against the bed, she reaches back with her hands, grips her ass cheeks and pulls them apart. "How's this, Daddy?" She asks.

 

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"Like heaven, Kriti. Like heaven." Rajarao says, positioning his cockhead, still soaked with her juices, against her puckered asshole. Pushing forward, he slips the head in and then pulls back slightly to give her a chance to relax her sphincter. Using short, slow strokes, he slowly inches his cock into her tight asshole. When it's all the way in, he remains motionless while Kriti gets used to the intrusion.

"Oh fuck!" Kriti moans. "Why do I always forget how fucking big you are?" she asks. "You fill me up, Daddy. It feels like you're a part of me when you're in me like this," she tells him, reaching between her legs to play with her clit. "I'm ready. Fuck my ass, Daddy. Fuck it like it's the last time you'll ever fuck it!" she cries, while rubbing her clit with her fingers.

And he does, grabbing her hips with his hands, Rajarao starts pumping his huge cock in and out of his daughter's tight asshole. The friction is incredible and every time Rajarao pulls back, he has to slam down hard to get his cock back in. In no time, Rajarao feels his balls tighten and his orgasm build.

"I'm getting close, Kriti," Rajarao warns her. "How're you doing, sweetheart?" he asks, pounding his cock into her asshole, slapping his balls against her pussy lips.

"I'm almost there, Daddy," Kriti pants, rubbing feverishly at her clit.

"I can't hold on much longer, baby," Rajarao gasps as he pulls her hips hard against him, burying his cock deep in her asshole. Holding her there, his cock spasms, and he shoots his load in his little girl's ass.

That last slam into her asshole, sent Kriti over the top and she squeezed her clit between her finger and her thumb, igniting her orgasm and flooding her pussy. Shaking and shivering, she collapses on the bed, pulling her ass from around her daddy's spent cock. Rajarao falls on the bed beside her, rolling her up on her side so he can suckle at her breasts. They nuzzle together, resting, recovering, before realizing they don't have much time left and they had better take a shower.

Rajarao savors the look and feel of his daughter's succulent young body as they lather each other and slither their bodies together. Rubbing his soapy cock up and down the crack of her ass and cupping her tits from behind, he kisses her neck and tells her how much he loves her. Kriti responds by bending forward, spreading her legs and leaning her hands against the tile wall.

"Show me," she says. "Show me how much you love me, Daddy." She's smiling at him over her shoulder. Rajarao rubs his hard cock against her pussy lips a couple of times and then drives it home, pushing Kriti's head against the wall. Gripping her soapy hips with his hands, he pounds into her like a jackhammer. Kriti uses the wall for leverage and pushes back against him, meeting him stroke for stroke. Leaving one hand on the wall, she slips her other hand between her legs, manipulating her clit, while her daddy's massive cock mercilessly assaults her pussy.

"This... is... how... much... I... love... you!" Rajarao pants, speaking each word on the forward thrust of his cock. On the final word, he slams it home and holds it there, spewing his hot cum deep inside her hot, young pussy. Probably for the last time, he thinks.

"Oh fuck! I'm cumming too, Daddy!" Kriti clamps her pussy tightly around her daddy's mammoth cock as he empties his balls into her. Balancing herself against the wall, her final orgasm of the day blasts through her, shaking her body and weakening her knees. Her daddy's grip on her hips, and her hands on the wall, is all that's holding her up.

They're unusually quiet as they towel each other off. Then as if choreographed, they both drop their towels at the same time and enfold each other in a tight embrace. Standing naked in the bathroom with their arms wrapped securely around each other, they kiss passionately, tears streaming down their cheeks.

"I love you, Daddy!" Kriti sobs.

"I love you more," Rajarao manages to choke out, recalling how they used to playfully argue who loved each other more when she was a little girl.

*****

Next Part

*****

Ram can't wait to get home to see if his idea worked. Before he left for school, he hid a portable recorder under his dad's bed. He used a two-hour and set it to maximum record length, which should have given him four hours of recording. He only hopes that his dad and sister continued their little rendezvous in his dad's bedroom and not Kriti's.

"Hey," he says, walking into the house. Kriti and Dad are watching TV. "How was your day?" he asks innocently.

"Great," they both answer, not looking at each other or him.

"Good," he says. "I'm going to change and do my homework," he calls back over his shoulder as he heads down the hall. Checking to see that they aren't watching, he ducks into his dad's room and snatches his recorder from under the bed.

Back in his own room, he rewinds to the start. It's pretty muffled at first and then gets clearer. Fast-forwarding, he hears Kriti cry out for Dad to fuck her hard. That's all he needs. He scans through the entire tape, selecting the most compromising passages. He connects his recorder to his computer and copy to his hard drive. After burning an audio CD of the most incriminating parts, he waits for the right time to execute the next part of his plan. Listening to his sister and dad fuck was really hot and his cock is aching for a chance to fuck his sister.

Kriti has had an exhausting day, both physically and emotionally. She and her daddy were able to maintain normal conversation with her mom and brother all through dinner, talking about the wedding, Cherry's arrival the next day and the success of her mom's trip. Not long after dinner, she excused herself and went to her bedroom. Lying on her bed, with conflicting emotions running through her brain, she barely heard her brother's knock on her door.

"Hey Sis," Ram says, opening the door and entering his sister's bedroom. She's lying on her bed on her stomach and his cock stirs at the sight of her firm ass inside her skintight jeans.

"What do you want?" Kriti asks, turning on her side and flashing an annoyed look at her brother.

"Not much, Sis," he answers, sitting on the edge of her bed with a CD player in his hand. "Just a little bit of what you're giving Dad," he smiles.

"What are you talking about?" she says, sitting up quickly and starring into his eyes. Kriti is flustered; she doesn't want this conversation to be happening.

"Just this," Ram says, pushing play on the CD player. Kriti's voice fills the room, "Oh fuck, Daddy! I'm cumming again! Keep fucking me hard like that! Ohhhhh fuck!" Then her dad's voice says, "Remember the first time we did it in your ass?" Ram pushes the off button.

"Give me that, you fucking pervert." Kriti reaches for the CD player. This can't be happening. Not now. It's all over between her and Dad. She's ready to start a new life with Cherry and now her brother wants to ruin it.

"This is just highlights," Ram says, letting her have the CD player. "Sort of a greatest hits. I have the entire in a safe place." Kriti is starring at him incredulously.

"Why?" Kriti asks. "Why did you do this? How did you know?" She's panicked. She tries to calm down. Her brother doesn't hate her. Whatever he has in mind, she has to call his bluff.

"I saw you sneaking into his room last night," Ram answers. "I watched you; you are an incredible fuck, Sis. I heard your plan for today and I did this for leverage," Ram says, pointing at the CD player. "I want you to fuck me like you fucked Dad."

"And what makes you think I'd even consider that?" she asks disgustedly. How can this be happening?

"Because you don't want Mom or Cherry to have a copy of this," Ram says smugly. "And that's what'll happen unless you do what I want." Would he really do it? Would her own brother ruin her life?

"Fuck you, Ram, and grow up!" Kriti shouts, and then lowers her voice. "You're not going to do anything with this and I'm certainly not going to be your sex slave or whatever sick perverted thing you want to call it. Now get the fuck out of here, you perverted asshole!" Kriti pushes him towards the door.

"I'm a perverted asshole?" Ram asks incredulously. "Who's been fucking their own father for the past four years?" Ram asks. "Think about it, Sis," Ram says, calmly. "This could ruin your marriage, Mom and Dad's marriage and for what? Because 'Little miss fuck me in the ass, Daddy' is too prim and proper to do for her brother, what she's doing for her father," Ram says, leaving her room and closing the door.

Fuck! That didn't work out the way he expected. Now what? She was right. He's not going to drop the dime on her to Mom or Cherry. He just wants to fuck her. Fuck! He handled that all wrong. He wonders if there is another way to get to her. He sits at his computer and loads the wave files onto his IPOD. He's going to listen to his sister and dad fuck while he tries to figure this out.

Kriti is crying into her pillow. Would her little brother really give this CD to Mom? Oh god! She can't even imagine the consequences for her family. And what about Cherry? He'd never understand. She sits up and dries her eyes. She can't take that chance. She hates giving into her brother's blackmail but she doesn't really have much choice. And it's not like she's never had casual sex and Ram is over eighteen. She'll just do what he wants and get it over with. First, she needs to convince him that it has to be a one-time thing and happen before her marriage this weekend.

Kriti opens Ram's door without knocking. He's lying on his bed listening to his IPOD. She notices a bulge in his pants and wonders if he's thinking about her. She closes his door and walks to his bed, touching him on the shoulder, startling him.

"Hey," Ram says, pulling the ear buds from his ears and shutting down his IPOD. His sister is just standing demurely by his bed.

 

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"It's not what you think, Ram," Kriti says. "It just happened, and then it gained momentum over time. We couldn't help ourselves," she says, pleading with her eyes. "You're making it into some dirty little ass fucking thing, but it wasn't like that." She sits down on the bed next to him, placing her hand on his arm and locking eyes with him. "I don't expect you to understand, but what Dad and I had was special. It wasn't like what you're making it into at all." Tears are streaming down her cheeks.

"Call it what you want, Sis," Ram says, proceeding cautiously. He expects that she may have had a change of heart and he doesn't want to blow it. "But you've still been fucking your own father and now you're caught."

"You're right," she says, nodding her head. "But it's over. Dad and I... today was the last time. I'm getting married and I want to be a completely faithful wife to Cherry. So whatever you have in mind, we have to do it before Saturday, okay?" She looks at him expectantly.

"Sure," Ram says, reaching up and wiping a tear from her cheek. He can barely contain his excitement. "Look, Sis, I really don't want to ruin anyone's life. But like you, I can't help myself. Watching you and Dad fuck... you were so... the way you moved... your body is so perfect... you are like the ultimate fantasy... you are like a fuck goddess." Ram stops talking. Kriti is just looking at him. Is she actually blushing?

"What do you want me to do?" he asks quietly.

"I don't know," Ram admits, his plan is changing while they speak. "It depends on what you want."

"What do you mean?" Kriti asks.

"Well, you said what you and Dad had was special," Ram says, formulating an idea in his mind. "I don't want you to just go through the motions with me. I want to find some way to make it special for you, too, Sis. What is your ultimate sexual fantasy? What have you always wanted to do that you've never shared with anyone?" Ram asks her, excitedly.

"You're too late, Ram," Kriti laughs. "Anything I've ever fantasized has come true with either Daddy or Cherry. You're not going to be able to compete with them, so I guess you just have to take your fuck goddess as is," she says, smiling.

"Come on, Sis," Ram insists. "Everyone has some kinky fantasy that they've never shared with anyone. Now is your chance. I already know enough about you to ruin your life," Ram chuckles. "What harm can it do to dig deep and share your most intimate, never before shared, fantasy?" he asks, raising an eyebrow at her.

"You're right," Kriti consents. "I do have one secret fantasy, but you're not in any position to fulfill it, so what's the difference?"

"Try me," Ram persists. "What have you got to lose?" He's excited now; maybe this will work out better than he thought.

"Okay, my ultimate fantasy," Kriti takes a breath. "What is every girl's ultimate fantasy? Multiple cocks." Kriti watches his reaction. "I dream of being fucked by two or three guys at the same time; cocks in every orifice. But what are you going to do, call up your high school buddies? No way!" she laughs. "So let's just decide when and where we're going to do this. I'll do my best to give you the fuck of your life, okay? Then it'll be over." Kriti reaches over and squeezes his cock through his jeans. It's grown harder while they've been talking. It's more impressive than she expected.

"Multiple cocks, huh?" Ram asks, his cock hardening from his sister's touch. The beginning of a plan starts formulating in his brain. "Let me think about that, Sis. Meanwhile, why don't you keep Thursday night open? If I can pull off your fantasy for you, I will. If not, it'll be just the two of us," Ram says, smiling as he grasps her tits through her shirt and squeezes them, like she did his cock. "What do you think?"

"Forget the fantasy," Kriti says, surprised at how nice his hands felt on her tits. Teasing her brother's cock was just an impulsive gesture, but when he teased back she felt her pussy involuntarily respond. "It's just a dream. Let's you and I do what we're going to do, okay? Then the tape is destroyed and we get on with our lives. Agreed?"

"Okay. I'll get back to you on when and where," Ram concedes, but he really thinks he might be able to pull off the ultimate fantasy for his sister and get what he wants. "Hey, Sis," he says as she stands up to leave. "How about a sneak preview? Can I see your tits?" Ram smiles.

Kriti just looks at her brother as he stares at her tits. She can't believe how her pussy is reacting to her brother's request. He could have made it one of his demands, but instead he just asked. Glancing at his closed bedroom door and thinking about her parents sitting in the living room, she shakes her head; too risky.

Ram just nods and Kriti leaves his room. He didn't think she'd go for it, but his cock is so hard from her touching it and from feeling her tits, that he figured it was worth a try. He turns his IPOD back on and listens to Kriti and Dad discussing the first time he fucked her in the ass. His hard cock is straining against the material of his jeans as he rubs his hand up and down it, through the thick material.

Back in her room, Kriti hurriedly pulls her blouse over her head and sheds her bra. Her pussy is soaking wet. She can't believe it would betray her like this, after what her brother has done. But it has and she doesn't want to stop the teasing just yet. She pulls her blouse back on and heads back to her brother's room. Thinking about what her brother said about her, makes her smile. It's almost how she feels about her daddy. She, of all people, should understand sexual obsession. When she was his age she was playing with her daddy's cock while he was knocked out on painkillers. Maybe Thursday will be fun; sort of a last fling before marriage. She opens her brother's door without knocking. He has his IPOD back in and he's rubbing his cock through his jeans. The bulge is larger than she remembered. Maybe this will be fun.

Closing his door and stepping into her brother's line of vision, Kriti lifts her blouse up over her tits. Ram pulls his ear buds from his ears and watches his sister reveal her perfectly round tits to him. Her nipples are pink and hard, sticking straight out from her large rose-colored areolas. Goddamn! They look delicious. He sits up for a closer look. Kriti is standing next to his bed, and her tits are level with his face, when he sits up.

"Why'd you change your mind?" Ram asks, not taking his eyes off her beautiful tits.

"I didn't change my mind," Kriti smiles. "I just didn't want to be taking my bra off in your bedroom with Mom and Dad in the house. This way I can just pull my blouse back down if we hear them. Like this," she says, pulling her blouse back over her tits.

"They're beautiful, Sis," Ram says admiringly. "Can I touch them?" he asks.

"You already have," she says matter-of-factly. "Besides it's my turn," she says enjoying the puzzled look on his face. "Show me your cock," she says.

"Uh... okay," Ram says, unsnapping his jeans and pulling his zipper down. He's looking at Kriti's face as he shoves his jeans down a little and releases his cock through the fly in his underwear. Her eyes get big when she sees the size of her brother's hard cock. It's almost as big as her father's. Reflexively, she reaches over and wraps her hand around it, measuring its width with her fingers. Not quite as big as Daddy's, but still very impressive.

"Okay," Kriti breathes. "You can touch them," she says, pushing her tits toward his face, while keeping her hand around his cock. Ram slides his hands up under her blouse, grabbing one tit with each hand. Cupping his hands over them he rolls his palms over her hard nipples. Kriti sighs, while stroking her hand up and down on his hard cock. Ram pushes her blouse up over her tits and sucks one of her nipples into his mouth. Oh fuck! He can't believe he's actually sucking his sister's tit while she jacks him off. A noise in the hallway stops them dead. Ram yanks Kriti's blouse down over her tits and scrambles to pull up his jeans.

Trying to look as innocent as possible, Kriti picks up her brother's IPOD and sits in his desk chair, while he fastens his jeans. The IPOD screen shows a track called wav 6. It's still playing as Kriti puts the ear buds in her ears. She hears her own voice coming from the device, "cum so many times, I thought I couldn't cum again. But when you finally got your big cock inside my ass and started pumping in and out, I exploded." Kriti tears the ear buds from her ears and throws the IPOD at Ram.

"This is what you've been listening to?" she asks angrily. "It's not enough that you use it to blackmail me, but you get off to it, too!" she says, through clenched teeth. "You are one sick bastard," she says, standing up and walking over to the bed. "Thursday night," she says, pointing her finger at him. "One time deal, then we're done!" Kriti says. "And take that off your IPOD!" she adds, leaving the room.

Ram had been so intent on getting his pants up before his parents came into his room, that he hadn't even seen Kriti pick up the IPOD. How stupid could he be? Oh well, he still has a plan for Thursday night.

That slimy bastard, Kriti thinks. He's listening to her and Daddy's last time together, rubbing his cock like it's a fucking porn tape. In a way it is, but it isn't one that she ever wanted anyone listening to, especially not her brother. Lying on her bed, fuming, she flashes on the feel of his large cock in her hands and angrily tries to dispel the image. Apparently, it's imbedded in her brain because her nipples are still hard where he was sucking them and her pussy is still wet from all the teasing. What kind of slut are you? She asks herself. He's blackmailing you into fucking him, listening to your most intimate moments with Daddy and you're getting turned on. Fuck!

*****

By Wednesday afternoon, Ram has everything arranged. He's invited his dad and Cherry to a last minute bachelor party; he's purchased what he needed at the Adult Toy and Apparel store and reserved a suite at a downtown hotel. He is determined to give his sister the fantasy night of her life.

"Hey, Sis," Ram says, knocking as he enters her bedroom. They are the only two home; their parents are at work and Cherry is running wedding errands. "I've got everything set up for Thursday night." Kriti is lying on her stomach on her bed, with the seating arrangements for the wedding spread out in front of her.

"Fine," Kriti answers tersely. "Just tell me where and when you want me."

"Not just me," Ram explains. "Your ultimate fantasy," Ram says, sitting on the edge of the bed, once again admiring the curve of her ass inside her skintight jeans.

"What are you talking about?" Kriti asks, making eye contact for the first time.

"Multiple cocks, remember?' Ram says, excitedly. "Every orifice, right? Three guys, all fucking you at the same time. It's all set."

"Who are they?" Kriti asks, cautiously. "Better not be any of your asshole buddies from school."

"No!" Ram answers. "These are two guys that I know. They're older. One is married and the other is engaged," he explains. "And I've figured out how to keep it all anonymous. You'll wear a full head mask, even your hair won't show, and a full body stocking to cover the tattoos on your back and shoulder. They have as much to lose as you do, so your mask has a blindfold." He stops, trying to read her expression. "You still want this right?"

"I don't know, Ram," Kriti hesitates. "It's still taking a big chance. What do I tell Cherry?"

 

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"Just tell him you need a night with the girls, before you get married," Ram answers her. "Sort of like a bachelorette party." Kriti rolls onto her back, thinking about his proposition. Ram can't keep his eyes off her chest and her thin t-shirt stretched across her tits. She's not wearing a bra and her nipples are making distinct bumps in the thin material. His cock stirs inside his jeans; he shifts positions to get more comfortable.

Kriti is seriously considering her brother's proposition. She figures she's going to have to fuck him anyway on Thursday night. What about taking on two other guys? It is the ultimate erotic fantasy and she's never going to have another chance like this. Should she take the risk? Oh, what the fuck.

"Okay. I'll do it," she says, making up her mind. "But these guys better be who you say they are. How do we know it'll be safe? You know, sexually I mean."

"Trust me, Sis," Ram says. "I know these guys. In fact you know them too, which is why you'll be blind folded. No one will know who they're fucking. Everyone's secret is protected."

"What do I have to do?" Kriti asks. "And how are we going to fuck if I'm in a full body stocking?"

"Wait right here," Ram says, running from the room. He's so excited that his cock is bulging in his pants when he returns to her room with a shopping bag.

"Check this out," Ram says, opening the bag on her bed. Inside the bag is a crotchless and cupless black body stocking. Kriti laughs as he holds it up in front of him.

"Where did you get that?" Kriti asks, still laughing. Taking it from him, she inspects the crotch, which has a little stitched opening to go around her pussy lips and is completely open around the ass.

"Try it on," Ram says, excitedly, pulling a mask out of the bag.

"Right now?" Kriti asks, looking at the mask.

"We have to know if it'll work," Ram pleads. "What if I got the wrong size?" he asks, aching to see his sister in the sexy body stocking and mask.

"Okay," Kriti says. "Leave the room, I'll tell you when to come back."

"You're kidding, right?" Ram asks. "I've already seen you naked and tomorrow night... Just put it on, Sis."

"Fine!" Kriti relents, pulling her t-shirt over her head, revealing her luscious tits to her little brother. "Tell me if you hear Cherry's car," she says as she unfastens her jeans, turns around and pulls them and her panties down together. Ram's cock, already bulging out the front of his jeans, hardens even more at the sight of his sister's firm round ass. Kriti keeps her back to him as she tires unsuccessfully to put the body stocking on while standing up. She finally gives up and sits on the bed, facing Ram. His eyes are popping out of his head when she lifts he leg to fit the body stocking over it. Her legs are wide open and he can see her pussy lips below her neatly trimmed triangle of black pubic hair. Holy shit! Ram's afraid he's going to cum in his pants.

Kriti feels her arousal building. She didn't realize that exposing herself to her brother like this would be such a turn on. She glances at his crotch and sees the big bulge his cock is making. She was about ready to suck it yesterday, before they were interrupted. Now, as she stands up to pull the body stocking up over her thighs, she wonders if he can see how moist her pussy is getting. She smoothes the sheer, black material over her thighs and pulls the body stocking up over her waist. She has to shift it around a couple of times to position her pussy lips just right through the opening. It's bottomless with just a thin strip of material running between her pussy and her ass. She pulls it up, putting her arms in the sleeves and positioning the two cutouts, in the front, snugly around her tits, pushing them up and out more than normal.

Ram's cock is so fucking hard. His sister looks like a model out of a porn magazine. The body stocking fits her like a second skin and when she fastens the front just below her neck, it leaves just her tits, ass and pussy lips exposed.

"God damn, Kriti," Ram sighs. "You look so fucking hot," he says. "Here, let's see the whole outfit," he says, handing her the mask. It's a full head mask with holes for the eyes and mouth, which are covered with Velcro patches. He helps his sister tuck her hair up under the mask and then secures it around her neck with the Velcro strap. Pulling the eye patches off, he turns her towards the mirror.

"What do you think?" Ram asks, barely able to contain his excitement.

Kriti looks through the eyeholes in the mask at her image in the full-length mirror. She is stunned at the erotic vision reflecting back at her. Her body is almost completely concealed in black. Her tits are jutting out, like an open invitation to suck on them, and her hard nipples are reinforcing the message. She glances at her brother and takes satisfaction in his discomfort as she reaches down and runs her finger up and down between her exposed pussy lips. She shivers at her own touch and a small cascade of juices soak her finger. Turning, to look at the back, she momentarily faces her brother. He's just staring at her with his mouth open and his cock bulging in his jeans. Without breaking eye contact, she slowly tears the mouth cover from the mask, puts her wet finger up to her lips and teasingly sucks off the juices.

Oh fuck! Kriti looks even more tantalizing than Ram imagined. His cock is throbbing. She's licking her own juices off her finger! His sister is so fucking hot! And so... so... damn fuckable! She's putting her finger back in her pussy. No, two fingers! She's spreading her legs and pushing two fingers up inside her wet pussy. He can't see her face. He can only imagine what her expression must be like, behind the mask. He watches her pull her fingers from her soaking wet pussy and step toward him. His sister runs her fingers under his nose and he breathes in her seductive aroma.

"Oh god, Sis!" Ram moans. "You are so..." But he doesn't get a chance to finish because Kriti is pushing her fingers into his mouth. He sucks hungrily on her two fingers while her other hand caresses his hard cock through his jeans. Ram reaches up and squeezes her succulent tits, gently pinching and teasing her nipples, while he tastes her delectable pussy flavoring.

"Mmmm," Kriti moans. She pulls her fingers from his mouth and unfastens the front of his jeans. Grabbing his underwear and jeans together, she yanks them down past his knees. Kriti kneels down and feeds her brother's large cock into her mouth, through the opening in the mask. Pumping his cock into his sister's mask covered face is the kinkiest thing he's ever done. Ram pumps even faster when he catches their reflection in the mirror behind Kriti. This erotic black clad figure, with only her bare, white ass cheeks showing, is kneeling in front of him giving him the blowjob of his life.

Kriti stops and pushes him back on the bed.

"We don't have time for you to cum twice and I want you inside my pussy!" she says as she straddles him and pushes her exposed pussy lips down around his cock. She is well lubricated and he slides right in. Kriti leans forward, with her tits hanging down over his chest, and starts riding up and down on his hard cock.

 

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"Oh fuck!" Ram cries. "You feel so fucking good, Sis!" Ram is beside himself, humping his ass off he bed, shoving his hard cock deep inside his sister's burning pussy. In her full body stocking and leather mask, she looks like a model for some kind of sexual bondage ad. All he can see is her lustful eyes, her ruby lips and her creamy tits as she rides his throbbing cock.

"Just don't cum too soon, little brother," Kriti pants. "I really need this!" Kriti is bouncing up and down, jamming her fiery pussy onto her brother's hard cock. She stops, abruptly, sitting down hard on Ram.

"What was that?" Kriti asks. "Is that a car?" Ram listens, hoping she's mistaken as his cock throbs inside her velvety pussy. Then he hears it too.

"Fuck! It's Cherry," Ram says as Kriti jumps off his cock and unfastens her mask.

"Stall him, Ram," she says. "Give me time to get out of this thing," Ram pulls his jeans up and runs down the hallway as he hears the car door slam. He grabs a coke from the kitchen as he hears Kriti close her bedroom door. Intercepting Cherry at the front door, he puts his arm around him conspiratorially and guides him back outside.

"We're all set for tomorrow night, bro," he tells Cherry. "I was with her this afternoon and she is one hot, babe," Ram winks. "She is obsessed with having multiple cocks in her. She's never done anything like this before but she wants one of us in her ass, one in her pussy and one in her mouth all at the same time."

"Wow!" Cherry smiles. "What a slut! And you're sure she's hot, Ram?" Cherry asks. "We're not going to get there and find some fat skenk, are we?"

"No way!" Ram assures him. "She is hotter than any woman I know, probably any woman you know."

"I don't know," Cherry says. "Your sister is the hottest woman I know and I don't think your gangbang slut is going to top her," Cherry laughs.

"You'll see," Ram says. "I bet she's close. But don't call her names, okay. She just obsessed with this particular sexual fantasy. It's a one-time thing. She's not a slut!" Ram admonishes him.

"Sure. Whatever," Cherry says. "Hey. Is Kriti home?" Cherry asks, heading back into the house.

"Yeah," Ram says. "I think she's in her room working on the seating arrangements or something.

"Great," Cherry says sarcastically. "She needs to give up trying to please everybody and just let them sit wherever they want," Cherry says going into the house.

This is the second time that her and Ram have gotten interrupted. Maybe it just isn't meant to be, Kriti thinks. Then, again, there's tomorrow night. Of course, that's with two other guys. She's back in her jeans and t-shirt, the body stocking and masked tucked safely away under her bed. At first she was mad about Ram blackmailing her, but now, she's almost as obsessed with her brother's hard cock as she was when she first saw her daddy's. She hopes she'll be able to distinguish which one is his when she's blindfolded tomorrow night.

"Hey, babe," Cherry says, walking over to the bed and kissing her on the cheek. "How are the seating arrangements coming?" he asks.

"Okay," she says. "Did you get everything?" She asks, rolling onto her back and patting the bed beside her.

"Yeah. Piece of cake," he says, lying down beside her and enfolding her in his arms. "Mmmmm," he says. "You feel nice. Are you sure about us waiting for our wedding night?" he says, caressing her tits through her t-shirt. "You're driving me crazy."

"How do you think I feel?" Kriti asks, but she's thinking about her father and brother. "I'm not getting any either," she lies. As Cherry runs his hands up and down her back, cupping her ass cheeks through her jeans, Kriti's pussy is aching for release. She was getting so close when Cherry' car pulled up.

"Are you comfortable in aunt Tabu's guest room?" she asks Cherry. Since they've chosen to stop fucking until their wedding night, they decided it would be best if he didn't stay at her parent's house with her.

"Yeah. It's great," Cherry says. "And Aunt Tabu is looking better ever day," he laughs, squeezing her ass. Aunt Tabu actually is looking good. She's Kriti's mom's sister, probably in her late-40s, single, with a great ass and a nice pair of tits. He caught a glimpse of her in her nightgown as he passed her door last night. The door was ajar and she was brushing her hair in front of the mirror. The outline of her breasts through the sheer nightgown made his cock spring to life. It hadn't occurred to him at the time, but on reflection he wonders if the door was ajar on purpose.

"Help yourself," Kriti teases, bringing him out of his reverie. "I've got my dad and my brother here. We can fulfill some incestuous fantasies of our own, while you get it on with Aunt Tabu." She slips her tongue in his mouth before he has a chance to answer. Draping her leg over his thigh, she pushes her crotch up against his hip. It isn't enough, but it feels good to have a little pressure on her swollen pussy lips. Cherry kisses her back, wondering what he should tell her about Thursday night. Before he comes up with a good excuse, Kriti beats him to it.

"Tomorrow night, a few of my girl friends want to have a girls night. You know, go out on the town before the wedding," she tells him as she pushes her pussy tightly against his hip. "Do you mind?" Fuck no, he doesn't mind. This is perfect, he thinks.

"No, it's fine," he says. "I'll just hang with your dad or your brother," he adds, relieved that he didn't have to make something up. "So what are you doing, male strippers or something?"

"Or something," Kriti answers, thinking again about her brother's big cock. He's much less experienced, but he filled her almost as full as her daddy. She's already had her last fling with her daddy and she only has two more days until her wedding, she may as well make the most of them.

Ram is in his bedroom with his cock out, stroking it like crazy. His sister was actually fucking him! That sexy, black, body stocking and mask was un-fucking-believable. Why the fuck did Cherry have to come back when he did? They were so close! She must be aching, too! He'd heard her tell Dad that her and Cherry weren't fucking until their wedding night. He strokes faster as he fantasizes sneaking into her bedroom tonight after their parents are asleep. Just as he's wondering how she'd react, he shoots his load, pumping a huge pool of cum into a wad of Kleenex.

Over dinner, Kriti is explaining some of the challenges of getting the seating arrangements right. Her mother is taking her seriously, while her dad and Cherry are making jokes. She notices Ram is just watching her and smiling. She winks at him when no one is looking. They're sitting across from each other and when she stretches her leg out, her foot touches his ankle. She runs her foot up the inside of his calf, while she admonishes Cherry for not taking this seriously.

"It's not funny!" she says, still rubbing her foot against her brother's leg. "I don't want my wedding to be ruined because we sat the wrong people together!"

"I'm sorry, babe," Cherry says. "I just think, you know, maybe you're exaggerating a little. If these are the type of people who can't get along for one day, so you... so we can have a happy wedding, then why did we invite them?" He looks to Rajarao for support and Rajarao nods, agreeing with Cherry' assessment.

"Why don't you ask Aunt Tabu to help you, Kriti?" her mom says. "She always knows the latest about who's speaking with whom. I'm sure she'd help." Kriti smiles at Cherry at the mention of Aunt Tabu?, but agrees it's a good idea.

"Thanks, Mom," she says, getting up from the table. "I'll call her and see if she's busy."

What was that about, Ram wonders. His cock is hard as he watches his sister's ass swaying back and forth, while she walks out of the room. Was that an invitation for more? Was she telling me that she wants to continue what we started or am I reading too much into this?

"Aunt Tabu says she'd love to help, but one of her headlights is out," Kriti says, sitting back down at the table. "She's getting it fixed tomorrow, but she doesn't want to drive it after dark. I told her we could go get her and Cherry can drive her home, since he's going there anyway. Is that okay?" She directs this last question directly to Cherry.

"Sure, babe," Cherry smiles, teasingly. "Do you want me to go get her now?"