Incest Mixed Doubles (Brother-Sister)

[karthik90]

After Neha and Rahul left the room, Anu's seductive smile grew wider as she stepped closer to Ashish, her hand sliding down to grip his arm. "Dada do you want to join me in the shower?" she purred, her hips swaying gently as she moved towards the bathroom. Ashish's eyes followed her every movement, his own desire clear in the way his pupils dilated and his breath grew ragged.



Without a word, he allowed himself to be led into the warm embrace of the suite's luxurious bathroom. The sound of the shower starting filled the room, the hiss of the water echoing off the tiles. Anu stepped into the steamy enclosure, her clothes peeling away like layers of a second skin, revealing her soft, naked body. She beckoned to him, her hand outstretched, inviting him to join her in the warm embrace of the water.




The sight of Anu, naked and uninhibited, was like nothing Ashish had ever seen before. Her curves were more pronounced than he had ever allowed himself to imagine, her breasts full and heavy with desire. Her skin was a warm caramel in the soft glow of the bathroom lights, and the water droplets clung to her like tiny diamonds. Her eyes shimmered with a mix of excitement and trepidation, the same emotions that swirled in the pit of his stomach.



Her hair, usually tied back in a tight ponytail, fell around her shoulders in damp waves, framing her face like a halo. The delicate lines of her collarbones led his eyes down to the gentle slope of her stomach, where a small, delicate birth mark adorned her right hip. The sight of it sent a shiver down his spine, a stark reminder that this was his sister, yet somehow, in this moment, she felt like the most forbidden fruit he had ever craved.



Anu's heart-shaped ass was a perfect blend of softness and firmness, a testament to her years of dance and gymnastics. It was a curve that had often caught his gaze when she walked away from him, but now, with her back to him, his eyes were transfixed on the perfect globes of her ass.



His hands cupped her breasts, feeling the weight of them, the heat of her skin searing his palms. He kissed her neck, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin, making her gasp. His cock grew hard against her, pressing into her, leaving no doubt of his intentions.



Guiding her into the shower, the warm water cascading over them, he spun her around to face him. Their eyes locked, the intensity of their gaze setting the water to steam around them. He kissed her, his tongue delving deep, claiming her mouth as he had claimed her body on the mountain. His hands roamed her curves, the slickness of the water making her skin feel like velvet. He pulled away from her mouth, his eyes never leaving hers as he let his hands roam over her naked back.




With a gentle push, he had her bend over, her hands braced against the cool tiles. He stepped closer, his cock standing erect and ready. He slid his hand between her legs, feeling the slickness of her desire. He positioned himself, the tip of his erection brushing against her wetness. Anu's breath hitched in anticipation, her eyes squeezed shut as he pushed inside her. The sensation was overwhelming, the water adding to the sensation as he filled her completely.




He began to thrust, his hips moving in a rhythm that mirrored the beat of their racing hearts. Anu's moans grew louder, the sound mixing with the patter of the shower, creating a symphony of pleasure. His grip tightened on her hips, guiding her movements as he pounded into her from behind. The water streamed down her back, mingling with the sweat that beaded on her skin. She could feel his hot breath on her neck, his teeth grazing her earlobes as he whispered sweet nothings that sent shivers down her spine.





Each thrust was a declaration of his love and lust, a silent promise that no matter what the future held, she would always be his. His cock slid in and out of her tight pussy with ease, the friction creating a delicious ache that grew with every passing moment. She pushed back into him, her body moving in perfect harmony with his, as if they had been doing this dance for years. The water beaded on his shoulders, running down his back in rivulets as he fucked her with a passion that was both tender and primal.




Her moans grew more fervent, the sound echoing off the tiles and mixing with the steady rhythm of the shower. He could feel her body tightening around him, her muscles clenching as she approached climax. He reached around, his hand finding her clit, and began to rub it with a gentle but firm pressure. Anu's body responded instantly, her back arching and her hips bucking back against him. The feeling of his fingers on her most sensitive spot was like a bolt of lightning, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body.




With each stroke, she grew closer to the edge, her breath coming in ragged gasps. He could feel the tension in her body, the way she held onto the tiles like a lifeline, her knuckles white with the effort to stay standing. He increased his pace, his own pleasure mounting with each second that passed. His cock was like steel inside her, pounding into her with a fervor that bordered on desperation. He was lost in the sensation, in the feeling of being connected to her in the most primal of ways.



The moment came, crashing over them like a wave. Anu's body tightened around him, her muscles clamping down as she reached her peak. Her scream was muffled by the roar of the water, but he could feel the tremors of her orgasm as they rippled through her body. At the same time, his own climax hit him like a ton of bricks, his hips jerking as he emptied himself into her. The warmth of his release filled her, mixing with the water as it washed over them both.




They stood there, panting and trembling, the water still raining down on them, their bodies entwined in a mess of limbs and passion. For a moment, it was as if the rest of the world had ceased to exist, and all that mattered was the two of them, their love and lust a force more powerful than any they had ever felt before.

 

[Sameer Kapoor]

After Neha and Rahul left the room, Anu's seductive smile grew wider as she stepped closer to Ashish, her hand sliding down to grip his arm. "Dada do you want to join me in the shower?" she purred, her hips swaying gently as she moved towards the bathroom. Ashish's eyes followed her every movement, his own desire clear in the way his pupils dilated and his breath grew ragged.



Without a word, he allowed himself to be led into the warm embrace of the suite's luxurious bathroom. The sound of the shower starting filled the room, the hiss of the water echoing off the tiles. Anu stepped into the steamy enclosure, her clothes peeling away like layers of a second skin, revealing her soft, naked body. She beckoned to him, her hand outstretched, inviting him to join her in the warm embrace of the water.




The sight of Anu, naked and uninhibited, was like nothing Ashish had ever seen before. Her curves were more pronounced than he had ever allowed himself to imagine, her breasts full and heavy with desire. Her skin was a warm caramel in the soft glow of the bathroom lights, and the water droplets clung to her like tiny diamonds. Her eyes shimmered with a mix of excitement and trepidation, the same emotions that swirled in the pit of his stomach.



Her hair, usually tied back in a tight ponytail, fell around her shoulders in damp waves, framing her face like a halo. The delicate lines of her collarbones led his eyes down to the gentle slope of her stomach, where a small, delicate birth mark adorned her right hip. The sight of it sent a shiver down his spine, a stark reminder that this was his sister, yet somehow, in this moment, she felt like the most forbidden fruit he had ever craved.



Anu's heart-shaped ass was a perfect blend of softness and firmness, a testament to her years of dance and gymnastics. It was a curve that had often caught his gaze when she walked away from him, but now, with her back to him, his eyes were transfixed on the perfect globes of her ass.



His hands cupped her breasts, feeling the weight of them, the heat of her skin searing his palms. He kissed her neck, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin, making her gasp. His cock grew hard against her, pressing into her, leaving no doubt of his intentions.



Guiding her into the shower, the warm water cascading over them, he spun her around to face him. Their eyes locked, the intensity of their gaze setting the water to steam around them. He kissed her, his tongue delving deep, claiming her mouth as he had claimed her body on the mountain. His hands roamed her curves, the slickness of the water making her skin feel like velvet. He pulled away from her mouth, his eyes never leaving hers as he let his hands roam over her naked back.




With a gentle push, he had her bend over, her hands braced against the cool tiles. He stepped closer, his cock standing erect and ready. He slid his hand between her legs, feeling the slickness of her desire. He positioned himself, the tip of his erection brushing against her wetness. Anu's breath hitched in anticipation, her eyes squeezed shut as he pushed inside her. The sensation was overwhelming, the water adding to the sensation as he filled her completely.




He began to thrust, his hips moving in a rhythm that mirrored the beat of their racing hearts. Anu's moans grew louder, the sound mixing with the patter of the shower, creating a symphony of pleasure. His grip tightened on her hips, guiding her movements as he pounded into her from behind. The water streamed down her back, mingling with the sweat that beaded on her skin. She could feel his hot breath on her neck, his teeth grazing her earlobes as he whispered sweet nothings that sent shivers down her spine.





Each thrust was a declaration of his love and lust, a silent promise that no matter what the future held, she would always be his. His cock slid in and out of her tight pussy with ease, the friction creating a delicious ache that grew with every passing moment. She pushed back into him, her body moving in perfect harmony with his, as if they had been doing this dance for years. The water beaded on his shoulders, running down his back in rivulets as he fucked her with a passion that was both tender and primal.




Her moans grew more fervent, the sound echoing off the tiles and mixing with the steady rhythm of the shower. He could feel her body tightening around him, her muscles clenching as she approached climax. He reached around, his hand finding her clit, and began to rub it with a gentle but firm pressure. Anu's body responded instantly, her back arching and her hips bucking back against him. The feeling of his fingers on her most sensitive spot was like a bolt of lightning, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body.




With each stroke, she grew closer to the edge, her breath coming in ragged gasps. He could feel the tension in her body, the way she held onto the tiles like a lifeline, her knuckles white with the effort to stay standing. He increased his pace, his own pleasure mounting with each second that passed. His cock was like steel inside her, pounding into her with a fervor that bordered on desperation. He was lost in the sensation, in the feeling of being connected to her in the most primal of ways.



The moment came, crashing over them like a wave. Anu's body tightened around him, her muscles clamping down as she reached her peak. Her scream was muffled by the roar of the water, but he could feel the tremors of her orgasm as they rippled through her body. At the same time, his own climax hit him like a ton of bricks, his hips jerking as he emptied himself into her. The warmth of his release filled her, mixing with the water as it washed over them both.




They stood there, panting and trembling, the water still raining down on them, their bodies entwined in a mess of limbs and passion. For a moment, it was as if the rest of the world had ceased to exist, and all that mattered was the two of them, their love and lust a force more powerful than any they had ever felt before.

Hot shower

Waiting for Neha encounter

Add conversation before and during
Rahul n Neha sex

 

[karthik90]

Hot shower

Waiting for Neha encounter

Add conversation before and during
Rahul n Neha sex

Thank you for your suggestion and likes.

 

[karthik90]

In the next suite, Neha and Rahul hovered awkwardly near the bed, their eyes locked, the air thick with tension and anticipation.




Rahul took a tentative step closer to Neha, his hand reaching out to brush a lock of hair from her face. "Are you okay?" he asked, his voice filled with concern.



Neha's eyes searched his, looking for reassurance. "I don't know," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "Everything feels so...different."



Rahul nodded, understanding her trepidation. He took her hand in his, the warmth of his skin sending a comforting message to hers. "We don't have to do anything you're not ready for," he said, his voice gentle and soothing. "We can just talk."



Neha's eyes searched his, looking for the truth in his words. Slowly, she allowed herself to relax, the tension in her shoulders easing. They sat on the edge of the bed, their knees brushing together.



"Neha," Rahul began, his voice thick with emotion. "You know I've always loved you, right?"



Neha's heart skipped a beat as she met his gaze, the depth of his feelings etched into every line on his face. She had known that her brother cared for her deeply, but she had never expected to hear those words in this context.



"Dada," she said, her voice shaking. "What do you mean?"



He took a deep breath, his hand tightening around hers. "I mean," he said, his voice trembling with the weight of his confession, "I love you, Neha. As a brother, yes, but also...as more."



Neha's eyes widened, her breath hitching in her throat. "What do you mean, 'as more'?" she whispered, her voice shaking with a mix of fear and anticipation.



Rahul's eyes never left hers as he spoke, his voice barely above a murmur. "You know what I mean, Neha," he said, his thumb tracing gentle circles on the back of her hand. "I want you... I've wanted you for a long time."



The words hung in the air, a declaration that was both terrifying and exhilarating. Neha felt her breath hitch, her heart racing at the revelation. This was not the conversation she had expected to have with her brother, but the intensity of his gaze left no room for doubt.



"But I am your sister," she said, the words barely audible as she searched his eyes for any sign of regret or hesitation. But all she found was a deep, burning passion that mirrored her own conflicted feelings.



Rahul leaned in, his breath warm against her cheek. "I know," he whispered, "and that's what makes it so much more intense. So much more...right." He placed a soft, lingering kiss on her neck, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin.



But Neha's mind was racing, her thoughts a tumultuous storm of confusion and desire. She knew that what they were feeling was wrong, but she couldn't deny the way her body responded to his touch. With a sudden surge of resolve, she pushed him back gently, her eyes searching his for understanding. "Dada," she said, her voice firm, "we can't do this."



The words hung between them, a stark reminder of the societal norms they were about to shatter. But as she looked into her brother's eyes, she saw the same turmoil reflected there, the same battle between what they knew and what they wanted.



Rahul nodded, his expression a mix of pain and understanding. "You're right," he said, his voice thick with regret. "It's just that...I can't help how I feel. Being with you, it's like nothing else matters."



Neha's heart ached at his words, her own feelings a tumultuous storm of emotions. She knew she couldn't deny the connection that had grown between them, the way his touch made her feel alive in a way she had never experienced before. But she also knew that giving in to those desires would change everything, that they would be crossing a line that could never be uncrossed.



"You are my elder brother and I am your sister. Brothers and sisters don't have sex", Neha said softly.



The words hung in the air, a stark reminder of the unspoken rules that governed their lives. Yet, the way Rahul's eyes searched hers, the way his thumb continued to trace gentle circles on her hand, spoke of a hunger that no amount of societal norms could quench. His gaze was intense, a silent plea that she felt in the very marrow of her bones.



And then, he smirked, a wicked, knowing smile that made Neha's stomach flip. "Really, Neha?" he repeated, his voice a low purr that sent shivers down her spine.



"Ashish and Anu are also siblings...and they are enjoying themselves without being judgmental." Ashish retorted.



Neha's cheeks flushed at the thought, her mind racing with the implications of what he had said. "But they're different," she protested weakly, her voice trailing off as the memory of Anu's whispered confession came back to her.



Rahul leaned in closer, his breath warm on her neck. "How are we any different?" he murmured, his hand sliding up to cup her cheek. His thumb traced the outline of her jaw, sending a shiver through her body. "Ashish is Anu's elder brother isn't he? Just like I am yours..."



Neha felt the heat of his skin, the roughness of his thumb, and she knew she was losing the battle. Her body was responding in ways she hadn't allowed herself to consider, her nipples tightening against the fabric of her dress and her pussy growing slick with desire. "But we shouldn't," she whispered, though the words were more of a plea than a statement.

"If you are not comfortable, let us avoid it." He said halfheartedly.



Rahul's face couldn't mask his disappointment. The light in his eyes dimmed, the smirk slipping away to reveal the hurt beneath. Neha's chest tightened, seeing the pain she had caused him. She knew she didn't want to lose this moment, didn't want to push him away again. She took a deep breath, her heart racing with both fear and excitement.



"I... I am comfortable," she whispered, her voice trembling. "But we have to be careful. No one can ever find out."



Rahul's face lit up with hope and relief, his eyes searching hers for any sign of doubt. "I promise," he said, his voice earnest. "I'll never tell anyone."



Neha nodded, her heart racing as she took his hand. He leaned in, his lips brushing against hers in a kiss that was both tender and fierce. It was a declaration of love and a silent promise to keep their secret safe.



With trembling hands, Rahul reached for the zipper of her dress, slowly lowering it as if he were unwrapping the most delicate of gifts. The fabric pooled around her waist, revealing her matching lingerie, a soft whisper of pink that made his breath catch in his throat. He pulled the dress off her shoulders, his eyes devouring the sight of her naked breasts.



Neha's heart hammered in her chest as she watched him, his gaze roaming her body with a hunger that was both thrilling and terrifying. She felt a shiver run down her spine as he leaned in to kiss her neck, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin just below her ear. His hand cupped her breast, his thumb flicking over her erect nipple.



With a gentle touch, he pushed her back onto the bed, his eyes never leaving hers. His own passion was evident in the way he looked at her, as if she was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen. Neha felt a rush of power, knowing that she had this effect on him, that she could make him tremble with want.




Her breasts, big, firm and perky, were crowned with pale pink nipples that stood at attention as the cool air of the room kissed them. Her flat stomach was adorned with a delicate belly button, a tiny indentation that begged for his touch. Her hips flared out in a perfect curve, leading to the soft mound of her sex, hairless and untouched. The sight of her virgin pussy, pink and glistening with arousal, made Rahul's cock throb with anticipation.



He leaned in, his mouth finding hers in a deep, hungry kiss as he slid his hand down her body, cupping her breast, feeling the weight of it in his palm. His thumb teased her nipple, eliciting a soft gasp from Neha. He broke the kiss to look into her eyes, searching for any sign of hesitation. But all he saw was desire, raw and unbridled.



With trembling hands, Neha reached down to unbuckle his pants, her eyes never leaving his. His cock sprang free, thick and hard, and she couldn't help but stare. It was just the second time she had seen a man's erection up close, and it was both terrifying and fascinating. Rahul took her hand, guiding it to his shaft, to stroke him as she had done in the hiking trip.



Her touch was tentative at first, but grew bolder as she felt the heat of his skin, the way his body responded to her. She watched in awe as his cock grew even larger in her hand, the veins standing out like cords of pure desire. Her thumb found the head, smearing the pre-cum that beaded there, and she felt a thrill of power at the way he gasped at her touch.



Rahul's eyes never left hers as he slid off his pants, his erection standing proud between them. He positioned himself between her legs, his cock nudging against the soft folds of her sex. Neha felt a spike of fear, but it was quickly drowned out by the overwhelming need that had built up inside her.





With a gentle touch, he spread her legs wider, his cock sliding against her wetness. His gaze was locked on her face, watching every twitch and gasp for any sign that she was in pain. He leaned down, capturing her mouth in another searing kiss, as he slid the head of his cock inside her. Neha's eyes widened with the sensation, her body tightening around him involuntarily.




Her breasts heaved with every breath she took, the rosy peaks of her nipples standing erect as they brushed against the fabric of his shirt. His hand slid down her body, tracing the curve of her waist before coming to rest on the soft mound of her stomach. He felt the muscles of her abs contract as she tensed with anticipation, her navel a cute little indentation that tickled his palm.



Her hips flared out before him, a testament to her youth and beauty. The sight of her rounded ass, barely covered by the thin strip of lace that matched her bra, made his cock throb with need. He knew he had to be gentle, that she was a delicate blossom about to be plucked for the first time. He gently removed her thongs, exposing her clean shaven pussy to his gaze.




With a slow, deliberate motion, Rahul positioned himself at her entrance, his cock nudging against her virgin folds. He felt the heat of her arousal, the slickness that beckoned him in. He pushed gently, feeling her body resist for a moment before giving way. Her pussy was tight, gripping him like a vice, the feeling of her virginity giving way to him sending a surge of possessive pleasure through him. “Dada….” She screamed, as he was just entering her. With great difficulty he stopped and looked down between them. He could see a few drops of blood on the pink, swollen folds of her sex around his cock, a vision that made his hips jerk involuntarily. With each slow, deliberate movement, he felt her body give a little more, accommodating him, welcoming him into her warm depths. Neha gasped into his mouth, her eyes flying wide as he breached her, the pain mingling with the pleasure that was already building inside her.



Her breasts bounced with every thrust, the weight of them in his hands a sweet torment. He could feel her tighten around him, her muscles clenching as she tried to adjust to his size. Her stomach was a landscape of smooth hills and valleys, her navel a tiny, perfect circle that his eyes kept returning to as he watched her body react to his. Her hips flared out, the soft curve of them cradling him as he moved within her.







Neha's boobs were a feast for his eyes, bouncing gently with every thrust. Her nipples, pink and hard, begged for his touch. He leaned down to capture one in his mouth, suckling gently as he pushed deeper into her. She moaned into his mouth, her hands digging into the sheets as the sensations grew more intense. Her flat tummy quivered with each movement, the muscles tightening and releasing in time with their shared rhythm.



Her navel, a small, perfect oval, was a spot of innocence amidst the passion, and Rahul couldn't resist the urge to dip his tongue into it, tasting the sweetness of her skin. Neha gasped, the sensation sending shockwaves through her body. Her hips began to move in time with his, the soft flesh of her ass pressing against his pelvis as she met him thrust for thrust.



The first orgasm hit her like a surprise summer storm, sudden and overwhelming. Her body tightened around him, her muscles spasming as she cried out his name. Rahul felt her pussy clench, her juices flooding his cock, and he knew she was coming. He groaned, his own climax approaching as he watched her face contort in pleasure. Her eyes were squeezed shut, her mouth open in a silent scream as she rode the waves of ecstasy.



Neha's second orgasm was like a crescendo, building from the base of her spine and exploding outwards. It was more intense than the first, leaving her trembling and breathless. Her nails dug into the bed as she arched her back, her breasts thrusting upwards as she begged for more. Rahul, lost in his own pleasure, didn't hold back, his strokes becoming more urgent as he felt her body respond to him.



Her walls clamped down on him, squeezing him tightly, and he knew she was close to the edge again. He picked up his pace, his breath coming in harsh pants as he drove into her with all the passion he had held back for so long. He could feel the tension in her body, the way she was wound tight like a spring, ready to snap at any moment. And then it washed over her again, a second wave of pleasure that had her crying out his name, her pussy pulsing around him.



Neha's second orgasm was more intense than the first, her body shaking with the force of it. Her nails raked down his back, leaving red trails in their wake as she bucked her hips, trying to take him even deeper. Rahul's vision swam, stars dancing at the edges of his eyes as he felt the pressure building in his balls. He had never felt anything like this before, never known that sex could be this all-consuming, this perfect.



Her pussy was a vice around his cock, the slick heat of her release coating him in a warm embrace. He could feel the ripples of her pleasure as she came, her muscles pulsing and clenching in a delicious rhythm that had him on the brink of his own climax. He thrust into her one final time, his hips stuttering as he reached his peak.



With a guttural groan, Rahul filled her with his hot seed, the intensity of his release echoing the two that had come before it. He felt her body shudder with the force of it, her walls tightening even more around him as she came again, the sensation of his orgasm setting her own off like a chain reaction.



Neha's eyes flew open, staring into the depths of his soul as she felt her brother's warmth fill her up, the sensation of his cum inside her sending her over the edge. She had never felt so connected to another person, so utterly consumed by passion. Her orgasms had been like waves, crashing over her one after the other, each one more intense than the last.



They lay there for a moment, their breathing ragged, their hearts beating in sync. The room was filled with the scent of their sex, a heady musk that seemed to thicken the air around them. Rahul pulled out gently, his cock glistening with their combined juices. Neha felt a sense of loss, a sudden emptiness where he had been, and she reached out to touch him, her hand trembling slightly.



Her mind was racing, a tumult of emotions that she hadn't allowed herself to feel before. Why had she resisted this for so long? Why had she let fear and societal norms dictate her desires? Looking into her brother's eyes, she saw the same bewilderment, the same wonderment. They had found something pure and beautiful in the most unexpected of places, and she knew she didn't want to let it go.

 

[milfomaniac]

good plot. conversations are not very erotic. also very less conversation. make anu and neha very horny for sex all the time. make anu and neha extrovert and pro active for sex. anu will tease ashish in the house all the time by showing ass and tits. Ashish also tease anu by showing her hard dick while no one noticing in the house.

 

[karthik90]

good plot. conversations are not very erotic. also very less conversation. make anu and neha very horny for sex all the time. make anu and neha extrovert and pro active for sex. anu will tease ashish in the house all the time by showing ass and tits. Ashish also tease anu by showing her hard dick while no one noticing in the house.

Thanks

 

[karthik90]

Thank you friends for your likes

 

[karthik90]

Friends, do you find the plot and pace of this story a bit unrealistic?