Rahul slammed the door shut behind them, his cock already straining against his jeans. "Priya, you little slut, I've seen how you look at me when Mom's not around." His sister, twenty-two and dripping wet from the heat outside, grinned dirty and dropped to her knees without a word. She unzipped him fast, yanking his thick brown cock free. It slapped her face, heavy and veined, the head already leaking.
She licked from balls to tip in one long stroke. "Fuck, bhai, it's bigger than I thought. I've been fingering myself thinking about this since we were teens." Her mouth opened wide and she swallowed half of him in one go, gagging as the head hit her throat. Rahul grabbed her hair, the long black strands twisting in his fist, and fucked her face hard. Spit ran down her chin onto her tight tank top, soaking the thin fabric over her full tits.
He pulled out with a wet pop and hauled her up. "Strip.
Now." Priya peeled off her clothes, revealing smooth brown skin, heavy breasts with dark nipples, and a shaved pussy already glistening. Rahul pushed her onto the bed, spread her legs, and buried his face between them. His tongue drove straight into her cunt, lapping the juices, then flicked her swollen clit. Priya moaned loud, hips bucking. "Eat that pussy, bhai. Taste how wet your sister is for you."
He sucked her clit hard, two fingers pumping inside her tight hole. She came fast, thighs clamping his head, juices flooding his mouth. "Fuck yes, Rahul!" Before she finished shaking, he flipped her onto all fours, slapped her ass, and shoved his cock in balls-deep in one thrust. Her cunt gripped him like a fist, hot and slick. He pounded her mercilessly, the bed creaking, skin slapping loud. "Take it, you dirty incest whore. Your brother's cock owns this pussy now."
Priya pushed back, meeting every stroke. "Harder, fuck me like you hate me. Fill your sister's cunt." Rahul reached under and pinched her clit, driving deeper until his balls slapped her. Sweat slicked their bodies. He pulled out, flipped her again, and slammed back in missionary, her legs over his shoulders. Her tits bounced with every brutal thrust. He leaned down and sucked a nipple hard, biting just enough to make her yelp and clench around him.
They switched positions twice moreher riding him reverse, grinding her ass down, then him pinning her wrists and jackhammering until she squirted around his cock. Finally he roared, buried to the hilt, and pumped thick ropes of cum deep inside her. It overflowed, running down her ass crack onto the sheets.
They lay panting, his cock still twitching inside her. Priya smiled lazy and filthy. "Round two after dinner? Mom won't be home till late." Rahul kissed her rough, already hardening again. "Indian incest sex stories com just got a new chapter, sis. And we're not stopping till you're leaking me for days."
