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Amit’s story:

I was startled when I felt someone slap hard on my back. I turned back angrily to retort and stared into the beaming face of Himanshu, my best friend from college. We didn’t meet for a long time, in fact, not since we left college.

We hugged, backslapped, and made usual noises about how good each looks, and proceeded to McDonald’s and sat near the glass window overlooking the street, sipping coffee and reminiscing about the good old days.

Himanshu suddenly stopped what he was saying and said, “ Ohhh, how I wish to make that bitch bend and fuck her doggy style in the street. She deserves nothing less.”

I looked curiously in that direction, and my jaw dropped. I was looking at the generous buttocks of my sister Ankita, who was bending over and taking something from her Activa dickey. Her short skirt rose dangerously high, revealing her flimsy black lace underwear.

I almost shouted at Himanshu to shut up, talking nonsense about my sister, but my curiosity made me control myself.

“What do you mean, she deserves? All the girls wear skimpy dress now a days, does that mean they deserve to be fucked?” I asked him in a cold, angry tone.

Himanshu laughed loudly.

“That bitch? She is fucked by everything that moves or doesn’t move in the entire college and neighborhood. She is like a man-eating Tigress, flaunts her boobs and ass, and wants to fuck a new cock every time.” He said, still looking ravenously as she straightened, smoothed her skirt, and walked towards a store, walking seductively, moving her boobs and hips sensuously.

I guiltily felt my cock harden in my pants as I saw many male eyes admiring her beauty and fucking her in their minds.

My sister Ankita is a sex bomb and has the figure of 36-28-36. She is beautiful, trendy, and open-minded. But it was news to me that she could be having the morals of a back alley cat.

“Maybe you are wrong. It is not fair to degrade a lady like this,” I protested feebly.

But subconsciously, I knew he was right. Though I was trying to ignore it, for the last few days her night dresses have been becoming sexier, and the way she hugs and kisses me was making me uncomfortable. She presses her boobs for a long time on my chest, and her kisses are much more than mere sisterly pecks on my cheeks.

In fact, yesterday, the way she flaunted her clean-shaven cunt as her nighty rode high above her milky white thighs was mind-boggling. I thought she was in deep sleep and was unaware, and gently rearranged her dress… but not before gently parting her cunt lips and savouring the delicious wet pink innards in the flashlight of my mobile.

Himanshu’s booming voice brought me back.

“Come on, her boyfriend Binay is the brother of my friend. He told me everything. They fuck in the garden, in under-construction flats and buildings, on beaches, and almost every place that affords little privacy. I think the whore wants to fuck in public. Look, she is coming out. If you don’t have any urgent work, let us follow her, watch some free porno and live action, and have fun.” Himanshu got up.

My heart was thudding in my ribs as we followed Ankita on Himanshu’s motorcycle. Ankita had no suspicion. After the sudden slump, many builders have suspended construction, and there are many semi-finished buildings scattered all over the place. There was no activity in many of the places.

She stopped her Activa at one such building, and my heart skipped a beat as she looked around before going in. Himanshu acted as if he was driving full speed, slowed down after she went in and parked a little distance away.

We went tiptoe and silently climbed the stairs. We heard voices on the third floor. There was a half-constructed wall with several bricks missing, which gave us ample scope to peep.

I could not believe what I was seeing. Ankita had lifted her top and removed the hooks of her bra and was pushing one tit into the mouth of the boy on whose lap she was sitting. The boy was sucking hungrily and squeezing her other boob, pinching her nipple between thumb and forefinger.

Ankita was hissing “ Mmmmm. Suck harder, push more………..ahhhhhhhh, don’t bite, you bastard, everyone will see……..mmmmm. yeah……”

She unzipped and pulled out his cock, kneeled, and started sucking his cock as he was moaning and mercilessly squeezing her tits. He was sitting on a column about 2 feet high. We had an uninterrupted view as she licked his dick head as if it was her favourite chocobar ice cream while caressing his balls. My eyes enlarged to the size of saucers as I watched my sister gobble up the entire cock and started sucking………….

The boy could tolerate no longer.

“Mmmmmmmm, Ankita……please stop teasing, let me fuck you…..your juicy cunt………” he was whispering loudly.

Ankita got up, asked him to get up, pulled down and removed her black panty and sat on the cement slab and spread her thighs.

“First lick me…lick me clean…I want to see your lips, chin, and cheeks dripping with my juices…. Then you can fuck me…” Her voice was so seductive that my throbbing cock was screaming to be let out. I could sense even Himanshu was adjusting his cock in his pants…..

We watched as the boy licked her cunt as hungrily as a cat lapping a milk bowl while squeezing her ample 36D boobs and pinching and tweaking her nipples.

My sister was moaning “ Mmmmmmmm, great…..you are doing a very good job….. thrust tongue deeper……… now… lick the clit…….yeahh….. ahhhhhhhhh” she moaned loudly, pressed his head to her cunt and let go a torrent of juices into his mouth as her thighs and buttocks quivered, and she shook like a malarial patient.

Suddenly, she slumped as if drained of all energy, pushed his head away. Her cunt was glistening with juices. She got up, made him sit, and sat in his lap. She pushed his cock into her wet cunt….her cunt slowly gobbled the thick cock as a snake gobbles a rabbit in Discovery Channel.

Ankita kissed that boy and licked every drop of her juice from his mouth, lips, and cheeks, and started moving up and down. It was an amazing sight, his thick, long cock completely drenched in her juices, moving in and out of her cunt…..as she slowly increased pace…. It was appearing and disappearing like a flash….as she was jumping like a woman possessed.

Both were screaming, as the boy was sucking and mauling her tits and was giving thrust from down, meeting her halfway……….

“Wooooo. Fuck me harder,…..harder…….baby……mmmmmmmmmm” he was shouting.

“yesssss…..yesss…..deeper….deeper…….push it deep……fuck meeeeeeee….mmmmmm” Ankita was panting.

We were watching spellbound, and finally boy came and filled my sister’s cunt with cum, and she collapsed on him with a swoon. Himanshu lightly tapped my arm. My mouth was dry as we silently came out, and we didn’t speak until he dropped me back at McDonald’s.

“It was awesome. Isn’t it? That whore can fuck a truckload of people,” He said finally when I was saying goodbye.

“Yes. Was it Binay?” I asked him.

Himanshu laughed.

“No, I don’t know this boy. He is one of her long string of lovers. Even she would not remember his name after a week or 10 days,” he told me, and started his bike.

“If you knew about her, why didn’t you fuck her?” I asked him curiously.

“Where is the time, yaar? When we were students, we had all the time in the world. I told Binay. He will arrange one of these days. Today I had half a mind to pull her off that boy and fuck her myself,” he said wistfully.

I had to admit that even I had that urge. We promised to keep in touch, and I went home and waited eagerly for Ankita to come back home to blast her. Today I came to know that my sister is a RANDI and does all sorts of slutty stuffs including maybe drinking and smoking. My Mom was not at home, and Dad was out of the station.

She came home after an hour, gave me a hug and a kiss. Though I was all fired up, I found myself tongue-tied. How can you shout at your sister for being a whore? She asked me if I was free as she needed my company to shop.

I agreed as I didn’t have any important work. She left my room, asking me to get ready, and she would get ready. After 5 minutes, I went to the drawing room and waited for her to come from her room. When she came out of her room, I gaped at her. She was wearing tight-fitting blue jeans of low waist and a white low-cut top, which was also similarly tight. The Top was of thin material, and her bra lines are clearly visible……and of course, no slip was there under the Top. Her cleavage was clearly visible, and her prominent boobs and ass were bouncing provocatively while she was walking down the floor. We rode for about 10 minutes on my bike to reach a mall. I parked the bike, and we went inside the mall together. In the meantime, we were not free from the attention of the passersby. It was not because of my biking skill but because of my sexy sister behind me and her clothing.

Anyway, to my utter surprise, she immediately entered a ladies' underwear shop. I also went along with her. There she asked the sales boy to show some lacy cup bras of 36 sizes. The sales boy immediately had a glance at her boobs and asked, “For you, ma’am?.

Ankita said, “Yeah, for me.”

The sales boy told her hesitantly, “ But I think, ma’am, a size 36 won’t fit you.”

Ankita laughed and said,” No, it will fit. Right now, I am wearing a size 36 only. Anyway, show me. I will try, and if it won’t fit me, then you show me the next size.”

Sales Boy looked at me and murmured, “Yeah, it is fine, but if I have the perfect size, then there wouldn’t be any confusion. Can I take a measurement?”

Ankita remained silent for a while and said, “Fine. Take the measurement”.

All this conversation was going on right in front of me. I was feeling awkward. But I couldn’t help staying there; it would be more awkward if I left. Then the sales boy took a tape and took measurement carefully without touching her boobs and told, “Ma’am its half a cm more than 36. I told you, they are bigger.”

Ankita smiled and said, “ I knew that. 38 would be loose. And 36 is a little tight. So it is fine to wear a 36 size bra rather than a 38 size. “

The sales boy started showing various bras in sizes 36, and at last she chose 2 bras out of that lot, and she paid the bill and came out of the shop. I had little doubt that she wanted me to fuck her. Has any sister ever talked so openly about the size of her boobs before her own brother?

We had coffee in the coffee shop, sat on a bench in the mall, and started talking about all sorts of stuff from fashion to movies to college. I was still hesitant about broaching the topic of her fucking around.

After 10 minutes, she suddenly asked me, “Bhai, do you smoke?”

I said, “I am totally astonished to hear you ask that. No, I don’t smoke.”

Ankita looked down at her cup and said: “ Then no drinks also…”

I said firmly, “Of course, No”

Ankita laughed and told me, “ Oh, Bhai, don’t lie to me, OK? You are a boy, and you studied at ABC College, and you expect me to believe that you don’t smoke and drink? No one will ever believe. You know, even girls from your college are famous in the city for smoking and drinking. Anyway, I know you smoke. I have seen cigarette packets in your cupboard.”

I was astonished. Here I was, I wanted to blast her for atrocious behavior, and she was doing the blasting. I exclaimed, “What…!!”

Ankita shrugged her shapely shoulders and shook her boobs,” That too, too many times. Now don’t tell me, you bring those for your friends.”

I was left with no option but to nod my head and say, “Yeah, I smoke and drink. But why this sudden interest, and why are you eager to know?”Ankita laughed heartily, causing many people to look at her bouncing boobs, and said:” No, just curious, what my brother is doing ?”

Now is my chance, I thought, and asked her, “ OK, now tell me about yourself. Do you smoke and drink?”

Ankita put a blank face and told: “No, not at all.”

I remained silent for a while and asked, “Do you have a boyfriend?”

Ankita blushed. Her face was beetroot red, she screamed,” No, not at all. Bhai, how can you ask me that?”

I asked her point-blank, “Binay is your boyfriend. Isn’t he?”

Ankita was stunned to hear this from me. She couldn’t even make proper eye contact. She asked me hesitantly after a few minutes,” Who told you?”

I told her and partly made up some of my accusation. “Your boyfriend is the neighbor of my classmate, Himanshu. He told me about you many times. He has even shown me your pics on Facebook to confirm. One day, he brought me to the forest park to show you while you were busy with Binaya.”

Blood drained from my sister’s face.

Ankita whispered,” What…!!! Did you tell them that I am your sister?”

I laughed a mirthless laugh. “How can I? After hearing such things from him, I never dared to tell him that you are my sister.”

Ankita’s eyes were glued to the floor. She asked in a small voice, “What else did he tell you about me?”

I shook my head and said, “I can’t tell you all the cheap things he said about you.”

Ankita was almost in tears. She whispered,” Oh, I got it. Anyway, sorry. “

I somehow could not see her sad. So I tried to divert by saying, “Forget it. You are looking beautiful today.”

Ankita smiled shyly and said, “What..!! Thanks. But this is the 1st time I am getting such appreciation from you. Is there anything special today?”

I also smiled and asked her, “No. You usually look ravishing, but today I told you to. But today you asked me about smoking and drinking. Why? “

Ankita said, “No reason. Just to tease you. It is no big deal. Today, girls are also smoking. And you know my friends Niharika and Soma also smoke and drink.”

I asked curiously,” Is it? Then why don’t you? Is there any special restriction on you? Even Your Binaya also smokes. You could have taken his help to smoke and drink.”

Ankita pleaded with me, “Please don’t talk about him here. We have broken up now, and to be very frank, I used to smoke and drink with him. And now I am missing that. And you know in our city a girl can’t go directly and buy cigarettes or drinks from shops”. With a hesitant and shy face, she told me.

I retorted, “So what? Make another boyfriend and have fun. What’s a big deal in it?”

Ankita exclaimed, “What! How can you say something like that to me? I am not that kind of girl who will go around and make boyfriends.”

I asked as if innocently,” What do you mean by ‘That kind of girl’?”

Ankita flared up at me,” Do you think your sister is a slut who is desperate for boys and makes many boyfriends at the same time?”

I looked at her coldly and told her, “You had two more boyfriends before Binaya. Is it not true? Himanshu also told me about your relationships with all your boyfriends. He also told me about your image in your college. You are a Queen bitch in your college. All day you do nothing but slutty and sexy stuff to get the attention of the boys. Even Himanshu lusts for you. According to him, you’re a sex bomb and a perfect bitch who can fuck hard all day.”

I was shocked by my outburst. Now she doesn’t have any option but to accept my allegation. She said nothing and kept her head bowed.

Again, I told her,” Now look at your dress. What type of top are you wearing now? Half of your boobs are easily visible. I can even spot your nipples under the top. It is so tight, and your erect nipples are prominent. I can’t even believe any sister has ever discussed the size of her boobs with a 3rd person in the presence of her brother. “

Ankita said in a little, defiant, but shy tone,” My friend Soma is very open with her brother. You are having a problem with this dress, but you can never believe what types of dresses she wears at home in front of her brother... and her brother is so comfortable with that. You know, yesterday when I went to her place, Soma was just wearing a slip and a hot pant. The slip was tighter than my top and without a bra inside, which I am wearing now. And her hot pant was hardly an inch bigger than any of my panties. Even he hugged her tight in that dress and kissed her when he left for college. And you know he told her, “Soma, you are looking damn sexy today. What happened to your ass? It is getting bigger nowadays,” and lightly squeezed her ass. Soma also answered him very openly. “My brother is so hot. How can I be less than him? I must look like a bitch in front of him to match up to him.”

She continued in a more aggressive tone, “We also had drinks with him many times. You know he becomes wild after a few pegs and starts doing many naughty and dirty stuff with Soma. But Soma never minds and cooperates with him and has fun. “

I was stunned and speechless as I stared at her.

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