Rahul slammed the door behind him and locked it. Priya stood by the bed in just her thin nightie, nipples poking hard through the fabric. "You said we weren't doing this again," she whispered, but her eyes dropped straight to the bulge in his pants.
"Shut up and get on the bed," Rahul growled. He yanked his shirt off and kicked his jeans down. His cock sprang out, thick and already leaking. Priya climbed onto the mattress on all fours, nightie riding up to show her bare ass and the wet slit between her thighs. No panties. She knew what was coming.
Rahul climbed behind her and slapped her ass hard. The sound cracked through the room. "Look at this pussy, dripping for your own brother." He dragged two fingers through her folds and shoved them inside. Priya moaned and pushed back. He finger-fucked her fast and rough, knuckles slapping her clit with every thrust. "You love this dirty shit, don't you? Indian girl spreading for family cock."
"Yes, bhai," she panted. "Give it to me."
Rahul pulled his fingers out and replaced them with his dick in one hard shove. Priya's cunt stretched around him, hot and tight. He gripped her hips and started pounding, balls slapping her with every stroke. The bed creaked. Skin smacked skin. Priya's juices coated his shaft and ran down his balls. He reached under her, grabbed her tits through the nightie, and pinched her nipples until she yelped.
"Fuck me harder," she begged. "Fill your sister's cunt."
Rahul flipped her onto her back, yanked the nightie over her head, and drove back in. He hooked her legs over his shoulders and fucked her deep, grinding against her clit on every thrust. Sweat dripped off his chest onto her stomach. Priya clawed his back and squeezed her own tits, rolling the nipples while she watched his cock disappear inside her.
He pulled out, flipped her again, and shoved her face into the pillow. Then he spread her ass and licked her from clit to asshole, tongue fucking both holes until she was shaking. When she was dripping down her thighs he slammed back in, this time aiming for her ass. Priya screamed into the pillow as his thick head popped past her ring. He worked it in slow at first, then buried every inch.
"Take it, you filthy sister slut," he grunted, pounding her ass while two fingers worked her pussy.
Priya came hard, cunt pulsing around his fingers, ass clenching on his cock. Rahul kept going until his balls tightened. He pulled out, flipped her once more, and stroked his cock over her open mouth. Thick ropes of cum splattered her tongue, lips, and tits. She swallowed what she could and licked the rest off his fingers when he fed it to her.
They lay there panting, bodies slick. Rahul's hand stayed between her legs, lazily circling her swollen clit. "Tomorrow night," he said. "Mom and Dad are out again. You're sleeping in my room."
Priya smiled, already rocking against his hand. "Yes, bhai. Whatever you want."
