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Anchal’s Incest

My name is Anchal.Let me tell you about me first. I am a 25-year-old female from India. I am 5’6″ tall and have a very shapely figure I am not married but am not a virgin either. I have a round ass and firm breasts. I am fair and have a very average size of 36c. The specialty of my tits is that it spills a lot of milk when I get aroused. It is always full. And I love the sight when people watch my shirt when it is drenched with milk. I also love to tease people.

I am not very keen on incest. I was not interested in my father in anyway neither in any of my cousin until lately when my sister (SEEMA) was due to get married. The guy (NITIN) whom Seema was to get married was a very decent person. And I liked him from the very first sight. He was well mannered and very decent.

There is a custom followed in Indian marriages that the bride and the groom don’t see each 15 days prior to marriage. This is to add the excitement of the couple during the first night after marriage.

As I donot have any brothers all the work of the marriage was on my shoulders. One fine day I had to go to Nitin’s house to get some invitations that had to be distributed. His house is quite far from our place; say it takes a one-hour drive. I left my home at 4:00 and reached his place by around 5:30. When I reached his place he was reading a newspaper. The paper was covering his face and so he could not see that I had come in. Just for the sake of surprising I went behind him and covering his eyes I said ” hello my dear love.” As my voice and my sisters voice are not much different he thought it is Seema and grabbed me, rolled me over and made me sit on his lap and started fondling my tits.

Without moving his hand away from me he took my full breasts into his hand and started caressing my nipples “What the hell do you think you are up to” I screamed. He was totally pisseed off and he dint know what to do or tell.

“I am so sorry Anchal I dint mean it. I thought it was Seema.”

“It is alright Nitin I understand. Now forget what happened and go and get those invitations fast.” I replied

“oh yes Anchal I shall get it at once.just wait here.”

He ran upstairs to get the invitations. Meanwhile I saw that my breasts as they usually do started leaking and I was really shocked to see that my top was totally soaked with milk. I started to wipe my top like crazy but to add things to my misery due to the pressure on my breasts more milk started oozing out. I was frantically searching for a towel when I sensed some movement in the corner of my eye. I lifted my head and I saw Nitin standing there with a towel in his had. “It is alright Anchal you can use the towel. If u want you can also go upstairs to my room and change.”

” That would be really nice. Thanks.” I replied

I ran upstairs to change and when I entered his room I felt that Nitin was different from the other guys, his room was neat and clean unlike a bachelors room that I have seen. I started looking into his drawer and was not surprised to find some playboys and other sexy magazines under his shirts. I was rather surprised that he dint have something bolder than that. I quickly took a shirt and wore it leaving the stained shirt in his room. Just as I was about t leave his room something caught my eye. It was his computer and it was switched on. Just out of curiosity I went to check what was there. And I saw a desi story there. It was a story about a lady showing off herself in a train. It really turned me on and without my knowledge again milk started leaking.

“Look what you have done. Now u have spoiled Nitin’s shirt too.” I said to myself.

After finishing the story I again changed into another shirt and hid Nitin’s stained shirt at the bottom of the drawer. Just as I finished changing, Nitin called “What is taking you so long there. Is everything alright?” I dint answer but just stepped down.

” Care for a drink?” Nitin offered. ” Yeah sure. I will prefer coke.” I replied.

While we were drinking Nitin asked, ” why have you not yet married?” ” Well have not met the right person till now.”

” What is the problem for a girl like you? I mean to say you are pretty good looking well educated and have good assets too. If you know what I mean.”

I gave him a mysterious stare and said, ” yeah I think I know what you are telling. But you know the person should be committed and good at heart. Say someone like you.” As soon as I said that I knew that I had said the wrong thing. “Well I am flattered. But stop joking.” he said.

“Nitin just for the sake of curiosity can you tell me if you were asked to make a choice again between me and my sister whom will you choose?”

Well I cannot answer for that question was all he could say.

Then there was a long silence between us, which was broken by him. “Why don’t you have dinner with me Anchal. It is already 7:00 and if you can wait for say another half an hour I might get some dinner for both of us.”

” No thanks Nitin my parents and my sister might be waiting I better get going before it is too late. You know driving too late is bad for girls. And that too I have to make an hours drive. So I better get going.”

Saying that I thanked him for his shirt and left his house. On the way home I was thinking about the conversation we had and was feeling happy and some amount of guilty too That I talked all this to my sisters husband.

Three days passed since this incident took place. I was at my home waiting on the dining table for my sister to come for dinner. There was a phone call and dad looked tense. He kept the phone and looked towards me.

“Can you do a small favor for me Anchal” he asked.

“Sure dad. No probs.”

” I will want you to go over to Nitin’s home now to get some things for tomorrows ceremony. As you know it is already 9:00 in the night and neither your mom nor me can go there right now. And I cannot send Seema there. So I feel it would be better if you could go there and collect it.”

I was shocked to hear this. The last thing I wanted to do was to go to Nitin’s house. Because I had not forgotten the incident that took place before three days.

“Please dad, I cannot go so late in the night. And more over his house is so far it will at least take an hour for me to drive there and to get those things and come back it will be past midnight. Please understand. I cannot go.” I snapped.

Just then seema entered the room.

“Ok Anchal if you cannot go and come back then you can stay there over night. And leave his home at 5:00 in the morning to attend the ceremony at 6:30 tomorrow morning.”

Now this was the worst part. My sister was forcing me to stay with her fiancée in his home alone and that too with whom I had a bad encounter three days back.

“I am sorry Seema I ” before I could speak anything seema handed me a bag and pulled me and made me sit in the car. Now I was totally helpless.

“Ok seema I shall go. Just call Nitin and tell him hat I am coming so that he shall make arrangements for me to stay there overnight.”

I just started the car and drove all the way o his home. I had asked Seema to call him up because I just wanted to be sure that the mistake that occurred last time should not be repeated. I was relieved and also glad to see Nitin waiting for me at the door. He came towards my car and said, ” You can park your car in my garage as my car is given for service. Just park the car lock it and come on in..” I did as he asked me to and went into his house.

As soon as I got in Nitin said ” As you did the other day you can use my clothes if you want to. Just feel at home”

“ok. I will. Thanks. Shall I use your room for changing.” I asked.

“Sure Anchal I said feel at home. You don’t have to ask everything” he gave me a stare and off I went upstairs t change.

Like I did in the earlier visit I looked at some of the books and was glad to see some more hard-core books there. They were al really good fucking pictures and beautiful girls licking dicks and getting fucked. I was really turned on by the pictured and the computer also had another desi story but this time it was an incest story I for the first time enjoyed reading an incest story. I felt turned on, and like always I spilled some milk too. But this time I took care that I had worn nothing on when I spilt the milk. Once I had properly taken out all the milk I squeezed it all from my breasts and then I wore my nighty and went downstairs. I went silently just to take a look at what was Nitin doing. When I saw him he was watching a romantic movie on the TV and trust me it was not just romantic. It had a really hot scene going on. As soon as he saw me he switched channels. “Hi Anchal so you are wearing a pink nighty. I think you knew that pink is my favorite color. Did you?”

” Of course not. If I knew that then I would have brought another colored nighty,..Nitin.”

We both smiled at each other. “Wanna have something to fill your stomach.” He asked.

” No thanx. I just finished dinner before I left my home. So what were you watching?”

“Nothing was just a movie on cable. It is a romantic movie and I don’t think you will wanna see it with me.”

“Why not.?”

“Because I think you might feel embarrassed.”

” What do u think I have never seen things before,.. Come on Nitin I am not a nun I know what is the movie all about.

Come on know I can’t watch it in my house coz u know it is kind of old fashioned”

” Yeah I know that Seema also tells me everything about that. are you sure you wanna watch it. If you want to watch it alone I can go to another room”

“Please Nitin now you are making me look so bad. All I asked you is CAN I WATCH THE MOVIE”

He changed the channel and switched on the movie and I could see a steaming scene. A couple were undressing each other. I saw Nitin but he was totally into the movie and it was so hot that I too was not interested in looking at him now.

Surprisingly Nitin moved near me and asked me “How’s the movie” “hmmm it is nice” was my reply

“You got a problem Anchal? I think you are leaking. Do you leak every time u get aroused”

I had totally forgot about and when I saw I could see that my nighty was drenched.

” You want me to wipe it out for you” Nitin asked.

Before I could tell anything. He put his hand on my breasts.

I felt by breath quickening and my heart beating faster. My breasts started to leak more sending out a stream of milk now onto Nitin’s hand. “Mmmmm your milk is hot Anchal”

“Please,” I cried.

Lifting his head up, he asked, “Please what?”

“Please, do something. I’m begging you!” I screamed.

He lifted my nighty and put his hand into my panties. He removed my panty in one full stroke.

I felt his breath blow warm against my open lips. He placed his lips on mine and gave me a tender kiss.

Using his two pointer fingers, he started playing with my crotch hair I could feel the excitement as he traced the outside edges of my cunt. Carefully, he moved his fingers up and down, never touching my inner lips or the clit that was hardening. My hips moved to push my pussy closer to those two fingers. But he wouldn’t let me have my way. All of his fingers pulled my lips out away from my opening.

“You have the most beautiful pussy I have ever felt. Can I look at it?” He growled and I heard the passion building in his voice.

“Sure. It is all yours.” I replied.

He pulled my nighty over my head and plunged down in-between my legs.

Holding the lips open with two fingers, he traced my inner channel, from the top just above my clit, to the hard shaft and down to the slick entrance with the fingers of his other hand, past my opening and to my ass. Up and down, slowly, never lingering at any one spot, just moving slowly up and down. Waves of desire went through me at the thought of him looking at my pussy as he did this.

“Please! Please put your fingers inside me!” I screamed. I know I screamed because I felt this desire so strongly and he wasn’t listening to me.

“Be patient my love. It is just as hard for me as it is for you. But I want to enjoy you for as long as I can. Be patient.”

But this time when he moved his fingers up towards my clit, he lingered there. Taking it between two fingers, he rolled and massaged the hard button, slowly squeezed it. My hips were moving up and down faster. My legs were straining at the bonds. It was as if he knew the moment was close because he moved his fingers down and slowly teased my opening. He inserted two fingers just inside and pulled them out so that he could tease me. I knew he could see me opening and closing around his finger.

“Stop! I can’t take any more! Please!” I moaned.

He took three fingers and slowly, so slowly, inserted them into my pussy. He didn’t pull them out but merely left them inside without moving them. My inner muscles grabbed his fingers tight but he wouldn’t move them. Then, his wrist turned as the fingers pushed to the inside area under my pubic bone. While his fingers moved to find my g-spot, his thumb touched my clit. My body stiffened with the pleasure of waves rolling over me. His fingers moved along the ridge of my spot as his thumb pushed my clit down hard. He didn’t move his thumb as his fingers slowly moved out of my pussy, only to push back in and massage that g-spot. He was fucking me perfectly with his fingers while his thumb never let up on the hard shaft he held down so firmly. I was trying to hard to make my pussy meet his fingers but he placed his upper arm and elbow down on my stomach to keep me from moving.

“I want you to just lay back and let yourself come on my fingers,” he said. His fingers pushed harder in and out, all the time searching for my g-spot.

I swear he knew the moment when I would come. He kept his fingers inside of me, pushed against the hard ridge under my pubic bone and almost lifted me; he was massaging it so hard! And his thumb started to move in gently circles on my clit! My body stiffened as my pussy grabbed his fingers. My nipples got so hard and my clit felt so incredible. I couldn’t get those fingers deep enough inside me.

“Oh my, I’m coming!!!.. I am coooooooooommmmmmmmmmiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnggg gggg”

I must have felt two raging orgasms, the second better than the first. Knowing it was too intense for me, he stopped moving his fingers, let my pussy slowly relax against them. As my inner muscles relaxed, he gently scratched my g-spot, giving me another, softer orgasm. My head fell to my side as I closed my eyes. Never had I felt this way. Never.

As his fingers slowly moved out of me, he dragged them up and out towards my clit with a gentle touch. He moved up on my body and leaned down, looking at me. I turned my head to face him and he put his fingers in my mouth, letting me taste my come. In my mind, it felt like his cock. I kissed and licked those fingers for what seemed like hours. I felt his excitement build as his mouth moved to my left nipple to gently nip and suck it while my tongue was caressing and licking his fingers. I felt his cock as he used his other hand to work his hard shaft up and down my slickened outer lips. I had never felt such a hard cock in my life as he pushed deep inside me, so deep it took my breath away.

Moving his mouth to my lips, he plunged his tongue deep. Starting to fuck me with his cock, he pushed his tongue in and out of my mouth the exact same way his cock was pushing into my pussy! Raising his body a little, I felt his fingers brush my clit while he stroked his cock deeply in and out of my tightening pussy.

“I want you to come with me,” he moaned.

“Oh, yes,” I cried. “Yes!”

His finger moved harder against my clit as his cock rocked faster into me. His balls tightened against my ass as his cock stiffened and stopped for a mere second. His fingers never stopped rubbing my clit.

“Come for me right now!” he cried.

I came. Oh, God how I came. And he came too. At the exact same time, his come was a hot splash inside me, mixing with my come. I felt drained but wanted so badly to hold him against me. This stranger.

After a few moments, he pulled his cock out of my pussy and rolled to his side, leaning against me. I heard him sigh with pleasure. He moved his hand to cover my breast and squeezed it so gently just to assure whether any milk was left. He moved his mouth to my ear and whispered, “That was the most incredible lovemaking in my life. I love you!”

We slept in each other’s arms and it was my best love session ever.

That was the end of the day after I had cum he just left me there. The next day before he was awake I left his home and returned to Seema. But I dint dare to tell her what happened between her husband and me.

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