Rahul slammed the door shut behind him, his cock already straining against his jeans the second he saw Priya bent over the kitchen counter in her thin salwar. She was twenty-two, all curves and dark skin, and she knew exactly what she was doing flashing that deep cleavage every time she reached for something.
"Fuck, Priya, stop teasing," he growled, stepping behind her and grabbing her hips hard.
"You been walking around the house like a slut all day."
She pushed back against him, grinding her ass on his bulge. "Then do something about it, bhai. I've been wet since morning thinking about your thick lund."
Rahul yanked her salwar down in one rough pull. No panties. Her smooth, shaved pussy glistened. He slapped her ass, watching the brown flesh jiggle, then shoved two fingers straight into her dripping hole. Priya moaned loud, pushing back to fuck herself on his hand.
"Such a dirty desi sister," he muttered, pumping his fingers fast and deep. "Dripping for your own brother's cock. What would Ma say if she knew you beg for this every night?"
Priya reached back and squeezed his wrist. "Don't care. Just fuck me. Fill my chut with your cum like you did last week."
Rahul pulled his fingers out, sucked them clean, and freed his heavy cock. It slapped against her ass, fat and veined. He rubbed the head up and down her slit, coating it in her juices, then slammed in balls-deep in one thrust. Priya cried out, gripping the counter as he started pounding her hard from behind.
The wet sounds of his cock stretching her tight pussy filled the kitchen. Rahul reached around and pinched her clit, making her legs shake. "Take it, you incest slut. Your cunt was made for my dick."
He fucked her faster, skin slapping loud. Priya's moans turned into filthy begging. "Harder, bhaiya. Wreck my pussy. Cum inside me so I can feel it drip down my thighs while I cook."
Rahul grabbed her hair, yanked her head back, and hammered into her. Her walls clenched around him, milking every inch. He felt her cum first, pussy spasming and flooding his shaft. That pushed him over. He buried deep and unloaded, thick ropes of hot cum pumping straight into her womb.
They stayed locked together, breathing hard, his cock still twitching inside her. Priya turned her head and kissed him messy over her shoulder. "Again tonight. In my bed. I want you to fuck my ass this time."
Rahul grinned against her mouth. "Keep that cunt ready, behen. I'm not done using you tonight."
He pulled out slow, watching his cum leak from her swollen hole, then slapped her ass one more time before walking away. Priya stayed bent over the counter, smiling, already planning how she'd ride him later while their parents slept in the next room.
