Fucking Pooja Didi In Front Of Her Husband
Incest
Submit Report This story is dedicated to my sister Pooja and is a tribute to our incest relationship. Pooja, I love you. I had fucked my sister Pooja a day before her wedding and now it had been 3 months. I had just come home when the phone rang. "Hello" I said"Manu bhaiya!!! It has been such a long time since I heard you. Tell Mom to send you here. I have good news for you. I am pregnant. Next week is Karwa Chauth and Mom will send you to me with some gifts. Bhaiya, you are my gift. I will tell you a lot more when you come" I was dumbfounded and told my mother what my sister had said. Mom smiled, "so my son is going to be uncle to his sister's child!!!" What a great news!!! I took the bag of gifts and went to Pooja's house with a beating heart. Pooja had been my first fuck, my first love who took me to heaven a day before her wedding. I rang the bell and my jijju opened the door. "Hey Man, nice to see you. You are going to be Mammu (maternal uncle) for my child, do you know?" I smiled awkwardly at my jijju when Pooja didi entered the room. She wore a very short nickers and a cotton Tshirt which was very thin. The way my sister's tits were bouncing, I was sure she wore no bra. Oh God, Pooja had become even more sexy since her marriage. Her juicy ass swayed as she came into my room and hugged me in front of her husband. I was feeling awkward when my sister kissed me on the lips and hugged me tightly so her huge breasts flattened on my chest. We stood kissing like lovers and jijju just stood there watching. "Didi, jijju is watching!!!" I said in a low voice. "So what? let him watch a real hot woman kiss his real hot brother who is a real man and not a wimp like him. Who do you think is the father of my child? Him? No way, Bhaiya your child is growing in my womb. Kiran's cock is not even half of your cock. Bhaiya, you must be happy to have fathered our child. Kiran is not a fucker. He is a watcher. You are my real husband. Kiran, dont you want to watch me fuck my brother? He has a bug cock and you can hide in the other room and peep through the door and masturbate watching your horny wife fuck her real brother." My jijju, to my surprise, smiled at his humiliation, " But Pooja, can I be here? I wont disturb you. I want to see his cock from close. I want to guide his cock in your choot (cunt)." My sister looked at him sternly and said,"No way, you wimp. You must peep and not watch from inside the room and I want to see the wet towel when you have cum in it. I will let you suck my brother's seed from my cunt and even suck his cock after her has come in your wife' pussy." Jijju hesitated and then said "But let me take off your nicker and bare your cunt for him. Please!!!" Pooja relented and said,"Ok but no more touching your wife's cunt. Understood?" Jijju nodded and beagn to undress my sexy sister. I stood there watching this weird scene but my cock was like a pole. When Pooja's nicker was at her ankle, jiju saw the tent in my pants. He stood there looking at my erect cock, with a wicked smile beginning to break all over his face. "May I take off Man's pants too?"Jijju whispered pleadingly. I smiled and said "OK, Jijju. And take a kiss at of my cock too. Then you can see me fuck your wife. And will you bring a bottle of Vodka?" I asked. Jijju undid my pants with a trembling fingers and slipped my underwear down my legs. Pooja as welll jijju let out a moan at the sight of my handsome cock which sprang free. Jijju caught my cock and ran his hands all over my fat cock. Pooja must have shaved her cunt today as it looked fresh like a flower. How I wished to taste her nectar! Jijju went to bring Vodka although he did not seem to leave his eyes from my cock. Jjju poured three glasses and we took one each. Pooja walked over to the diwan (wooden bed) and sat down drinking. I and jijju finished our drinks in one gulp. I joined my sister at the bed. I felt a familiar tingle in my loins as wicked thoughts of fucking my sister not only with her husband's consent but in his presence ran through my head. She bent forward and ran her fingers across my dick with her fingernails tracing from the base to the tip. My cock began to twitch a little as she wrapped her fingers around my meat as it began to grow in her hand. "Mmmm very nice little brother, your cock is mine and I am yours. Dont bother Kiran's presence. He will leave when we start serious fucking." She whispered. As my cock grew to its full length, Pooja began to stroke my cock up and down. Pooja had lifted her Tshirt revealing her full tits. Jijju disappeared without a word, leaving us alone. But I could see bulge in his pajamas and also noticed that he left the door open and was sure that he watched us make love. I lay beside Pooja and we 69ed as I buried my mouth into her dripping cunt and she sank down on my hard cock. As I lay eating her wet pussy, my cock began to throb in my sister's hot mouth. We were getting hornier and hornier. Didi was now desperate to have my prick deep inside her cunt as her mouth boobed up and down on my cock. She sucked on my hard meat and cupped my balls. I gripped her lovely ass and drank her sticky juices. "Stick your finger inside my ass, I love it there!" Pooja cried out. I obliged her by sticking my index finger inside her tight asshole. "Oh fuck….. yes …….shove it deeper you little motherfucker!" she cried leaving my cock from her mouth. "Anything for my whore. Where do you want my cock, Pooja? You had promised me your ass. Should I fuck your ass?" I asked. "Later….. my horny lover, first cool my pussy. Your wimp jijju is no good with his cock. The bastard has only made me finger my cunt and watch and masturbate. He can only watch. He is watching you fuck his wife from outside the room. The bastard likes to watch me naked and fist his cock. Bhaiya you are my real lover, husband, let me make you happy" Pooja said and went back to sucking my cock.