Chapter 11 final part
Aruna leaned into Babu, wrapping her arms around him in a warm embrace. His head found a comfortable resting place on her soft, half-covered bosom, the silk of her towel giving way to the gentle curve of her breasts beneath. Her firm, yet supple flesh enveloped him, offering comfort and solace. His arms tightened around her waist, and his cheek pressed against the swell of her chest, feeling the steady rise and fall of her breath. The faint scent of her perfume mixed with the faint musk of the night’s festivities filled his nostrils, creating a heady cocktail that was oddly soothing. For a moment, the siblings clung to each other, sharing a silent bond of understanding and support. As they held each other, a newfound intimacy grew between them—one that neither had anticipated or sought, but which seemed to flow naturally from the depth of their shared experiences and emotions. Aruna’s heart swelled with love for her brother, feeling the weight of his troubles as if they were her own. She stroked his hair gently, whispering words of encouragement, her soft touch and kind words soothing his raw nerves. Babu, in turn, felt a warmth spread through his body, a comfort that was as surprising as it was welcome. His eyes closed, he allowed himself to just be in the moment, feeling the gentle pressure of her breasts against his face, the softness of her skin, and the reassurance of her touch. This simple act of kindness grew into a moment of profound closeness, one that would alter the course of their relationship forever, unbeknownst to either of them at the time.
As the comfort of the embrace lingered, Aruna’s hand slowly trailed up Babu’s back, feeling the tension in his muscles begin to ease. Her mind was a whirlwind of emotions, the alcohol from the night loosening her inhibitions. Leaning back, she gazed into his eyes, her own filled with a newfound affection, and before she could think twice, her lips found his in a soft, tentative kiss. The surprise of the gesture didn’t stop him from responding. Vulnerable and seeking solace, Babu’s arms tightened around her, his lips parting slightly to allow her tongue to explore the warm cavern of his mouth. The kiss grew deeper, more passionate, as the siblings lost themselves in a moment of shared comfort that had morphed into something far more intimate. Aruna’s hand slid down to his thigh, her fingertips brushing against the growing bulge in his pants, her own desire stirring in a way she hadn’t felt in years. Babu’s hand mirrored her action, gently cupping the curve of her ass, his thumb tracing the line of her thong beneath the towel. The realization of what was happening slowly dawned on them, but the alcohol-infused haze and the intensity of their feelings kept them from pulling away. Instead, they gave in to the sudden, unexpected wave of lust, allowing their bodies to guide them into uncharted territory.
The towel fell away from Aruna’s body like a leaf in autumn, revealing her luscious curves under the soft glow of the bedside lamp. Babu’s eyes widened with lustful admiration, drinking in the sight of his sister’s voluptuous figure. Her breasts, full and perky despite her age, were crowned with dark, puckered nipples that begged for attention. He couldn’t help but lean in, his mouth watering as he captured one in his lips and began to suckle gently. His hand moved to cup the other, his thumb flicking the sensitive tip as he switched between them, savoring the feel of her soft, pillowy flesh. Aruna gasped into his mouth, arching her back to give him better access. The erotic scene was a stark contrast to the familial comfort they had shared moments ago, but the sudden shift only served to heighten the taboo excitement coursing through their veins. Her hand found his growing erection, stroking it through his pants, and he groaned against her skin, his mouth moving from her breasts to kiss a trail down her stomach, his hands eagerly exploring the contours of her body.
For Aruna, the bedroom was a familiar playground of passion, a place where she had lost herself countless times to Purushotham’s relentless love-making. As Babu’s erection sprang free from his pants, she couldn’t help but gasp at the sight of it. It was thick and long, in both girth and length it was the biggest she had ever seen. Her eyes grew wide with a mix of fear and excitement, her hand trembling as she wrapped her fingers around the shaft, feeling the hot, velvety skin pulse with need. It was nothing new but the realization that this was her brother’s manhood, sent a jolt of illicit thrill through her body. Her mind raced with thoughts of the countless nights she had lain in this very spot, her legs spread for another man, but now, it was Babu’s turn to claim her. The room filled with the sound of their ragged breaths and the wet, hungry noises of Babu’s mouth as he feasted on her breasts, her own moans encouraging him to take more, to explore further. She knew what was to come, and despite the moral quandary swirling in her intoxicated mind, she couldn’t resist the allure of the forbidden fruit before her. The siblings were about to embark on a carnally explicit journey that would shake the very foundations of their relationship.
With a seductive glint in her eyes, Aruna sank to her knees before Babu, her hand still wrapped around the base of his thick, pulsing cock. The room was thick with the scent of their desire as she leaned in, her full, glossy lips parting to take the head of his member into her mouth. Babu’s eyes rolled back in his head, the sensation of his sister’s warm, wet mouth on his shaft unlike anything he had ever experienced. Rani and Gita had never been particularly adventurous in bed, so the feel of Aruna’s skilled tongue swirling around the tip of his cock was nothing short of heavenly. He watched as her cheeks hollowed and she began to bob up and down, taking more and more of him into her throat with each stroke. Her saliva coated his length, making it slick and shiny, and her hands cupped his balls, massaging them gently as she deep-throated him. The pleasure was so intense, so wrong, yet so incredibly right that Babu couldn’t help but grip the bedsheets, his body trembling as he fought to hold back the building climax. Aruna’s eyes never left his, a silent promise of more to come, as she eagerly pleasured her brother’s cock, her own arousal growing with each groan and twitch of his hips.
Overwhelmed by the intoxicating blend of lust and power, Babu grew bolder, his hands moving to cradle the back of Aruna’s head, his fingers weaving through her long, silky hair. He gently but firmly began to guide her movements, setting a rhythm that grew more demanding with each passing second. Aruna’s eyes watered, and she gagged slightly around his thickness, but she didn’t protest. Instead, she took his cue, eagerly letting him fuck her mouth, her tongue swirling around the shaft as he pushed deeper and deeper. She could feel his cock hit the back of her throat with each thrust, and she swallowed reflexively, taking him even further into her mouth. Babu’s hips rocked forward, his pelvis grinding against her face as he took control, his movements growing more erratic with each stroke. The sight of his sister on her knees before him, her cheeks hollowed out by his cock, was the most erotic thing he had ever seen, and it was all he could do not to come right then and there. His breaths grew harsher, his grip on her hair tighter, as he held her in place and fucked her mouth like it was her tight, wet pussy. Aruna’s eyes fluttered shut, her own arousal peaking as she felt the vibrations of his moans against her palate. She knew she was close to her own edge, her clit pulsing with every bob of her head, her pussy slick and ready for the next act of their incestuous dance.
Standing up with a graceful sway of her hips, Aruna slipped her fingers into the waistband of her damp thong and slid it down her smooth, toned legs. Her pussy was revealed in all its glory—clean-shaven, glistening with anticipation, and flushed with arousal. She stepped out of the discarded garment and climbed onto the bed with the grace of a seasoned seductress. Spreading her legs wide, she presented her shaved mound to Babu, her swollen pink pussy lips parted and inviting. "Make me feel good, Babu," she whispered, her voice husky with desire. "Lick me, just like you've always wanted to." Her words were a siren's call to the taboo lust that had been simmering between them for so long.
Babu stared at her, his eyes glazed with a mix of shock and arousal. He had fantasized about his sister's body countless times, after the night he saw her with Purushotham but never in his wildest dreams did he imagine that he would be this close to tasting her forbidden fruit. He approached the bed, his heart racing, his cock standing at full attention. Aruna's scent filled his nostrils, a potent mix of sweetness and musk that made his mouth water. He knelt before her, his tongue darting out to trace the delicate folds of her sex, eliciting a gasp from her plump lips.
Babu’s eagerness was palpable as he leaned in, his tongue eager to taste Aruna’s forbidden fruit. However, sensing his inexperience, she placed a gentle hand on the back of his head, her eyes locking onto his. “Take it slow, Babu,” she instructed, her voice a soft purr. “I want to savor every moment of this.” Her words served as both a warning and a guide, reminding him that this was no ordinary conquest but a delicate exploration of a taboo desire that had grown between them unnoticed. With a nod, he took a deep breath and leaned in again, this time with a newfound patience. He began by tracing the outline of her swollen labia with the tip of his tongue, feeling the softness of her flesh against his. He licked along the seam of her sex, teasing the sensitive area around her clit before finally settling into a slow, rhythmic movement. Aruna’s hips rocked slightly in response, her hand tightening in his hair as she guided him to the spot that made her squirm with pleasure. His tentative licks grew bolder as he tasted the sweetness of her arousal, her moans urging him on. With each pass of his tongue, she grew wetter, her pussy throbbing with the need for more. The room filled with the erotic sounds of their shared passion, the siblings lost in the moment, their bodies speaking a language that transcended the boundaries of familial love.
Aruna's body tensed as the waves of pleasure crashed over her, her hips bucking against Babu's eager mouth. Her orgasm hit her like a thunderstorm, leaving her gasping and trembling. As the intensity of her climax subsided, she managed to pull his head away with a gentle hand. "Babu," she panted, her voice breathless. "Condom. Night stand."
Her eyes never left his as he reached for the drawer, his hand shaking slightly with excitement. Inside, he found a box of condoms—a stash she and Purushotham had kept for their own use—and ripped one open with his teeth. The sight of him rolling the latex sheath over his thick cock only served to stoke the fires of her desire higher. She watched with hungry eyes as he positioned himself at her entrance, the head of his penis nudging against her swollen clit. With a deep, shuddering breath, she nodded her consent, and he pushed into her, filling her inch by inch. The sensation of his cock stretching her was exquisite, Aruna’s eyes widened as Babu pushed into her, filling her to the brim with his thick, unyielding cock. Despite his inexperience with cunnilingus, he had proven to be a surprisingly adept lover when it came to the art of penetration. His thrusts were strong and sure, each one hitting the spot deep within her that made her toes curl and her back arch. She wrapped her legs around his waist, urging him deeper, her wetness coating him as he pumped in and out of her. The feeling of his cock inside her was so intense, so deliciously wrong, that it only served to amplify the pleasure. The room was alive with the sound of their flesh slapping together, their breaths mingling in the heavy air. His strokes grew faster, more demanding, and she met him thrust for thrust, their bodies moving in a primal dance as old as time. Aruna’s inner walls clamped down on him, her muscles rippling with each deep plunge he made, and she could feel her orgasm building again, threatening to overtake her. “Oh, Babu...yes...just like that,” she moaned, her voice a sultry invocation of his name. The incestuous union was unlike anything she had ever experienced, a dark secret that was both terrifying and exhilarating in its intensity.
Babu’s cock sank deep into Aruna’s pussy, her ample flesh providing a snug embrace that made him feel like he was home. Her thick thighs gripped his hips, her heels digging into the small of his back as she urged him to fuck her harder. Aruna’s moans grew louder, her breaths coming in panting gasps as she felt her second orgasm of the night building. The feel of his cock stretching her wider, reaching depths Rani and Gita never could, sent her spiraling into ecstasy. Her body trembled as she climaxed around him, her pussy contracting in spasms that sent shockwaves of pleasure through both their bodies. Her eyes squeezed shut, and she threw her head back, her long hair cascading over the pillow like a dark waterfall. "Oh, fuck, Babu, yes!" she screamed, her voice echoing in the room. Her body went rigid, and then she collapsed back onto the bed, boneless and sated.
Babu pulled out of Aruna’s quivering pussy, the sight of her sprawled out on the bed, her body glowing with satisfaction, was almost too much to handle. He watched her catch her breath, her chest rising and falling as she lay there, a picture of pure, unbridled sensuality. He took a moment to kiss her deeply, their tongues dancing in a passionate tango, before moving down to her navel. He played with it with his tongue, swirling around the indentation, savoring the salty taste of her sweat. Aruna giggled, squirming under his touch, the sensation sending little sparks of pleasure through her body. She was about to protest, but before she could, With a grin, he grabbed her by the hips and flipped her over, so she was on all fours, her round ass in the air, begging for his cock. Babu had lined up his cock with her slick pussy and pushed back in, this time from behind.
The new angle hit her G-spot perfectly, and she moaned as he began to fuck her in doggystyle, his hips slapping against her ass. Her breasts swung freely, and she reached back to spread her cheeks, giving him an unobstructed view of his cock disappearing into her wetness. The room was filled with the sound of skin on skin, the occasional slap of his hand against her ass, and her high-pitched cries of pleasure. Babu’s grip tightened on her hips, his strokes becoming more and more punishing as he chased his own release. He watched in awe as her pussy stretched around him, the tightness of her cunt gripping him like a vice. His balls slapped against her clit with each thrust, and he could feel her pussy begin to spasm around his cock. Aruna’s eyes were glazed over with lust, her breath coming in ragged pants as she pushed back into him, eager for more. The incestuous heat between them was palpable, and Babu knew he couldn’t hold out much longer.
With a guttural growl, Babu felt his orgasm approaching like a freight train, his cock swelling even more inside Aruna’s tight pussy. Just as he was about to let go, she abruptly pulled away and spun around on the bed, her eyes shining with a mischievous glint. "Cum in my mouth, Babu," she whispered, her voice hoarse with desire. She took his cock out of her pussy and leaned in, taking the head into her warm, wet mouth. He watched, stunned, as she began to suck him off with renewed enthusiasm, her cheeks hollowing out as she bobbed her head up and down. "I want to taste you," she murmured against his shaft, her eyes locked with his.
Her sudden move caught him off guard, but the sensation was too much to resist. He groaned, his hips bucking as he shot his load into her mouth. Aruna’s eyes widened slightly with surprise, but she didn’t flinch. Instead, she swallowed every drop, her tongue swirling around his cock to clean off any remaining cum. Babu stared at her, his chest heaving as he tried to process what had just happened. He had never seen anyone do that before, especially not his sister. The taboo act sent a jolt of electricity through him, making his knees weak and his cock throb even after his climax. Aruna sat back, a smug smile playing on her lips, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "How was that?" she purred, wiping a stray drop from the corner of her mouth with her finger.
Babu couldn’t believe what he had just experienced. The taste of his own cum lingered on his sister’s lips, and the sight of her swallowing his seed was more erotic than anything he had ever seen in his life. He sat there, speechless, his mind racing with a mix of shock and arousal. This night had gone from a comforting embrace to an explicit, incestuous encounter that neither of them had seen coming. As they lay there, their bodies tangled together in the aftermath of their passionate union, the siblings knew that their relationship had changed forever. The line between love and lust had been blurred beyond recognition, and the secrets they now shared would bind them together in a way that no one else could ever understand. The night had just begun, and their journey into the darkest, most taboo corners of desire was only just getting started.
End of Chapter 11
Aruna leaned into Babu, wrapping her arms around him in a warm embrace. His head found a comfortable resting place on her soft, half-covered bosom, the silk of her towel giving way to the gentle curve of her breasts beneath. Her firm, yet supple flesh enveloped him, offering comfort and solace. His arms tightened around her waist, and his cheek pressed against the swell of her chest, feeling the steady rise and fall of her breath. The faint scent of her perfume mixed with the faint musk of the night’s festivities filled his nostrils, creating a heady cocktail that was oddly soothing. For a moment, the siblings clung to each other, sharing a silent bond of understanding and support. As they held each other, a newfound intimacy grew between them—one that neither had anticipated or sought, but which seemed to flow naturally from the depth of their shared experiences and emotions. Aruna’s heart swelled with love for her brother, feeling the weight of his troubles as if they were her own. She stroked his hair gently, whispering words of encouragement, her soft touch and kind words soothing his raw nerves. Babu, in turn, felt a warmth spread through his body, a comfort that was as surprising as it was welcome. His eyes closed, he allowed himself to just be in the moment, feeling the gentle pressure of her breasts against his face, the softness of her skin, and the reassurance of her touch. This simple act of kindness grew into a moment of profound closeness, one that would alter the course of their relationship forever, unbeknownst to either of them at the time.
As the comfort of the embrace lingered, Aruna’s hand slowly trailed up Babu’s back, feeling the tension in his muscles begin to ease. Her mind was a whirlwind of emotions, the alcohol from the night loosening her inhibitions. Leaning back, she gazed into his eyes, her own filled with a newfound affection, and before she could think twice, her lips found his in a soft, tentative kiss. The surprise of the gesture didn’t stop him from responding. Vulnerable and seeking solace, Babu’s arms tightened around her, his lips parting slightly to allow her tongue to explore the warm cavern of his mouth. The kiss grew deeper, more passionate, as the siblings lost themselves in a moment of shared comfort that had morphed into something far more intimate. Aruna’s hand slid down to his thigh, her fingertips brushing against the growing bulge in his pants, her own desire stirring in a way she hadn’t felt in years. Babu’s hand mirrored her action, gently cupping the curve of her ass, his thumb tracing the line of her thong beneath the towel. The realization of what was happening slowly dawned on them, but the alcohol-infused haze and the intensity of their feelings kept them from pulling away. Instead, they gave in to the sudden, unexpected wave of lust, allowing their bodies to guide them into uncharted territory.
The towel fell away from Aruna’s body like a leaf in autumn, revealing her luscious curves under the soft glow of the bedside lamp. Babu’s eyes widened with lustful admiration, drinking in the sight of his sister’s voluptuous figure. Her breasts, full and perky despite her age, were crowned with dark, puckered nipples that begged for attention. He couldn’t help but lean in, his mouth watering as he captured one in his lips and began to suckle gently. His hand moved to cup the other, his thumb flicking the sensitive tip as he switched between them, savoring the feel of her soft, pillowy flesh. Aruna gasped into his mouth, arching her back to give him better access. The erotic scene was a stark contrast to the familial comfort they had shared moments ago, but the sudden shift only served to heighten the taboo excitement coursing through their veins. Her hand found his growing erection, stroking it through his pants, and he groaned against her skin, his mouth moving from her breasts to kiss a trail down her stomach, his hands eagerly exploring the contours of her body.
For Aruna, the bedroom was a familiar playground of passion, a place where she had lost herself countless times to Purushotham’s relentless love-making. As Babu’s erection sprang free from his pants, she couldn’t help but gasp at the sight of it. It was thick and long, in both girth and length it was the biggest she had ever seen. Her eyes grew wide with a mix of fear and excitement, her hand trembling as she wrapped her fingers around the shaft, feeling the hot, velvety skin pulse with need. It was nothing new but the realization that this was her brother’s manhood, sent a jolt of illicit thrill through her body. Her mind raced with thoughts of the countless nights she had lain in this very spot, her legs spread for another man, but now, it was Babu’s turn to claim her. The room filled with the sound of their ragged breaths and the wet, hungry noises of Babu’s mouth as he feasted on her breasts, her own moans encouraging him to take more, to explore further. She knew what was to come, and despite the moral quandary swirling in her intoxicated mind, she couldn’t resist the allure of the forbidden fruit before her. The siblings were about to embark on a carnally explicit journey that would shake the very foundations of their relationship.
With a seductive glint in her eyes, Aruna sank to her knees before Babu, her hand still wrapped around the base of his thick, pulsing cock. The room was thick with the scent of their desire as she leaned in, her full, glossy lips parting to take the head of his member into her mouth. Babu’s eyes rolled back in his head, the sensation of his sister’s warm, wet mouth on his shaft unlike anything he had ever experienced. Rani and Gita had never been particularly adventurous in bed, so the feel of Aruna’s skilled tongue swirling around the tip of his cock was nothing short of heavenly. He watched as her cheeks hollowed and she began to bob up and down, taking more and more of him into her throat with each stroke. Her saliva coated his length, making it slick and shiny, and her hands cupped his balls, massaging them gently as she deep-throated him. The pleasure was so intense, so wrong, yet so incredibly right that Babu couldn’t help but grip the bedsheets, his body trembling as he fought to hold back the building climax. Aruna’s eyes never left his, a silent promise of more to come, as she eagerly pleasured her brother’s cock, her own arousal growing with each groan and twitch of his hips.
Overwhelmed by the intoxicating blend of lust and power, Babu grew bolder, his hands moving to cradle the back of Aruna’s head, his fingers weaving through her long, silky hair. He gently but firmly began to guide her movements, setting a rhythm that grew more demanding with each passing second. Aruna’s eyes watered, and she gagged slightly around his thickness, but she didn’t protest. Instead, she took his cue, eagerly letting him fuck her mouth, her tongue swirling around the shaft as he pushed deeper and deeper. She could feel his cock hit the back of her throat with each thrust, and she swallowed reflexively, taking him even further into her mouth. Babu’s hips rocked forward, his pelvis grinding against her face as he took control, his movements growing more erratic with each stroke. The sight of his sister on her knees before him, her cheeks hollowed out by his cock, was the most erotic thing he had ever seen, and it was all he could do not to come right then and there. His breaths grew harsher, his grip on her hair tighter, as he held her in place and fucked her mouth like it was her tight, wet pussy. Aruna’s eyes fluttered shut, her own arousal peaking as she felt the vibrations of his moans against her palate. She knew she was close to her own edge, her clit pulsing with every bob of her head, her pussy slick and ready for the next act of their incestuous dance.
Standing up with a graceful sway of her hips, Aruna slipped her fingers into the waistband of her damp thong and slid it down her smooth, toned legs. Her pussy was revealed in all its glory—clean-shaven, glistening with anticipation, and flushed with arousal. She stepped out of the discarded garment and climbed onto the bed with the grace of a seasoned seductress. Spreading her legs wide, she presented her shaved mound to Babu, her swollen pink pussy lips parted and inviting. "Make me feel good, Babu," she whispered, her voice husky with desire. "Lick me, just like you've always wanted to." Her words were a siren's call to the taboo lust that had been simmering between them for so long.
Babu stared at her, his eyes glazed with a mix of shock and arousal. He had fantasized about his sister's body countless times, after the night he saw her with Purushotham but never in his wildest dreams did he imagine that he would be this close to tasting her forbidden fruit. He approached the bed, his heart racing, his cock standing at full attention. Aruna's scent filled his nostrils, a potent mix of sweetness and musk that made his mouth water. He knelt before her, his tongue darting out to trace the delicate folds of her sex, eliciting a gasp from her plump lips.
Babu’s eagerness was palpable as he leaned in, his tongue eager to taste Aruna’s forbidden fruit. However, sensing his inexperience, she placed a gentle hand on the back of his head, her eyes locking onto his. “Take it slow, Babu,” she instructed, her voice a soft purr. “I want to savor every moment of this.” Her words served as both a warning and a guide, reminding him that this was no ordinary conquest but a delicate exploration of a taboo desire that had grown between them unnoticed. With a nod, he took a deep breath and leaned in again, this time with a newfound patience. He began by tracing the outline of her swollen labia with the tip of his tongue, feeling the softness of her flesh against his. He licked along the seam of her sex, teasing the sensitive area around her clit before finally settling into a slow, rhythmic movement. Aruna’s hips rocked slightly in response, her hand tightening in his hair as she guided him to the spot that made her squirm with pleasure. His tentative licks grew bolder as he tasted the sweetness of her arousal, her moans urging him on. With each pass of his tongue, she grew wetter, her pussy throbbing with the need for more. The room filled with the erotic sounds of their shared passion, the siblings lost in the moment, their bodies speaking a language that transcended the boundaries of familial love.
Aruna's body tensed as the waves of pleasure crashed over her, her hips bucking against Babu's eager mouth. Her orgasm hit her like a thunderstorm, leaving her gasping and trembling. As the intensity of her climax subsided, she managed to pull his head away with a gentle hand. "Babu," she panted, her voice breathless. "Condom. Night stand."
Her eyes never left his as he reached for the drawer, his hand shaking slightly with excitement. Inside, he found a box of condoms—a stash she and Purushotham had kept for their own use—and ripped one open with his teeth. The sight of him rolling the latex sheath over his thick cock only served to stoke the fires of her desire higher. She watched with hungry eyes as he positioned himself at her entrance, the head of his penis nudging against her swollen clit. With a deep, shuddering breath, she nodded her consent, and he pushed into her, filling her inch by inch. The sensation of his cock stretching her was exquisite, Aruna’s eyes widened as Babu pushed into her, filling her to the brim with his thick, unyielding cock. Despite his inexperience with cunnilingus, he had proven to be a surprisingly adept lover when it came to the art of penetration. His thrusts were strong and sure, each one hitting the spot deep within her that made her toes curl and her back arch. She wrapped her legs around his waist, urging him deeper, her wetness coating him as he pumped in and out of her. The feeling of his cock inside her was so intense, so deliciously wrong, that it only served to amplify the pleasure. The room was alive with the sound of their flesh slapping together, their breaths mingling in the heavy air. His strokes grew faster, more demanding, and she met him thrust for thrust, their bodies moving in a primal dance as old as time. Aruna’s inner walls clamped down on him, her muscles rippling with each deep plunge he made, and she could feel her orgasm building again, threatening to overtake her. “Oh, Babu...yes...just like that,” she moaned, her voice a sultry invocation of his name. The incestuous union was unlike anything she had ever experienced, a dark secret that was both terrifying and exhilarating in its intensity.
Babu’s cock sank deep into Aruna’s pussy, her ample flesh providing a snug embrace that made him feel like he was home. Her thick thighs gripped his hips, her heels digging into the small of his back as she urged him to fuck her harder. Aruna’s moans grew louder, her breaths coming in panting gasps as she felt her second orgasm of the night building. The feel of his cock stretching her wider, reaching depths Rani and Gita never could, sent her spiraling into ecstasy. Her body trembled as she climaxed around him, her pussy contracting in spasms that sent shockwaves of pleasure through both their bodies. Her eyes squeezed shut, and she threw her head back, her long hair cascading over the pillow like a dark waterfall. "Oh, fuck, Babu, yes!" she screamed, her voice echoing in the room. Her body went rigid, and then she collapsed back onto the bed, boneless and sated.
Babu pulled out of Aruna’s quivering pussy, the sight of her sprawled out on the bed, her body glowing with satisfaction, was almost too much to handle. He watched her catch her breath, her chest rising and falling as she lay there, a picture of pure, unbridled sensuality. He took a moment to kiss her deeply, their tongues dancing in a passionate tango, before moving down to her navel. He played with it with his tongue, swirling around the indentation, savoring the salty taste of her sweat. Aruna giggled, squirming under his touch, the sensation sending little sparks of pleasure through her body. She was about to protest, but before she could, With a grin, he grabbed her by the hips and flipped her over, so she was on all fours, her round ass in the air, begging for his cock. Babu had lined up his cock with her slick pussy and pushed back in, this time from behind.
The new angle hit her G-spot perfectly, and she moaned as he began to fuck her in doggystyle, his hips slapping against her ass. Her breasts swung freely, and she reached back to spread her cheeks, giving him an unobstructed view of his cock disappearing into her wetness. The room was filled with the sound of skin on skin, the occasional slap of his hand against her ass, and her high-pitched cries of pleasure. Babu’s grip tightened on her hips, his strokes becoming more and more punishing as he chased his own release. He watched in awe as her pussy stretched around him, the tightness of her cunt gripping him like a vice. His balls slapped against her clit with each thrust, and he could feel her pussy begin to spasm around his cock. Aruna’s eyes were glazed over with lust, her breath coming in ragged pants as she pushed back into him, eager for more. The incestuous heat between them was palpable, and Babu knew he couldn’t hold out much longer.
With a guttural growl, Babu felt his orgasm approaching like a freight train, his cock swelling even more inside Aruna’s tight pussy. Just as he was about to let go, she abruptly pulled away and spun around on the bed, her eyes shining with a mischievous glint. "Cum in my mouth, Babu," she whispered, her voice hoarse with desire. She took his cock out of her pussy and leaned in, taking the head into her warm, wet mouth. He watched, stunned, as she began to suck him off with renewed enthusiasm, her cheeks hollowing out as she bobbed her head up and down. "I want to taste you," she murmured against his shaft, her eyes locked with his.
Her sudden move caught him off guard, but the sensation was too much to resist. He groaned, his hips bucking as he shot his load into her mouth. Aruna’s eyes widened slightly with surprise, but she didn’t flinch. Instead, she swallowed every drop, her tongue swirling around his cock to clean off any remaining cum. Babu stared at her, his chest heaving as he tried to process what had just happened. He had never seen anyone do that before, especially not his sister. The taboo act sent a jolt of electricity through him, making his knees weak and his cock throb even after his climax. Aruna sat back, a smug smile playing on her lips, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "How was that?" she purred, wiping a stray drop from the corner of her mouth with her finger.
Babu couldn’t believe what he had just experienced. The taste of his own cum lingered on his sister’s lips, and the sight of her swallowing his seed was more erotic than anything he had ever seen in his life. He sat there, speechless, his mind racing with a mix of shock and arousal. This night had gone from a comforting embrace to an explicit, incestuous encounter that neither of them had seen coming. As they lay there, their bodies tangled together in the aftermath of their passionate union, the siblings knew that their relationship had changed forever. The line between love and lust had been blurred beyond recognition, and the secrets they now shared would bind them together in a way that no one else could ever understand. The night had just begun, and their journey into the darkest, most taboo corners of desire was only just getting started.
End of Chapter 11
