Harish And Manish Fucking Newly Wed Sister Simmi – Part 1
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This is not a story, it’s my real life occurrence and it has happened hardly 15-20 days back from the day I have started writing down. I won’t say I am very regular reader of this blog but yes I access this blog twice or maximum thrice a week. Truly speaking friends while reading posts of this blog or any other such blog I never believed that incidents and happening s written on this blog are actually true, they always seemed fantasies to me but now I have started believing that such things happen because something like that has happened with me too. As I said all this has occurred few days back and I remember this incident as it is, word to word and event to event and throughout life I cannot forget those sinful but wonderful moments of my life because these kinds of experiences can never be put out of mind. While trying writing introduction as less as possible I would say my experience is about me and my elder brother fucking our own sister. Certainly it looks impossible to happen but believe me friends when lust rules your mind there is nothing like impossible to happen, lust carries away all our ethics and morals just in few seconds and then nothings stays except fever of fucking and that’s what happened in our case. I fucked my six year elder sister in front of my elder brother and when I finished Bhaiya too fucked her. For me it was my first time and I lost my virginity that day but Bhaiya and Didi were fucking from bit more than one year. Now if I will move straight to the incident I would say including me we are three siblings, two brothers and a sister. Simmi Didi, eldest among us is around 30, next is Harish Bhaiya who is hardly 2 years younger than Simmi Didi and then it’s me Manish, very soon I will be reaching to my mid twenties. While talking about our past relation with our sister I would say since my childhood as compared to my brother Harish Bhaiya emotionally I was more attached to her and since few days back it was a pure and divine love of brother and sister. A thought of fucking her is too far, I never thought about her that way even when once I accidently saw her partially naked, with a Salwar on the lower half and just Bra on top. I remember around a year back once she was changing in our parent’s room without bolting the door from inside and accidently I walked into the room for specific purpose. It was my pure feelings for my sister that I remained restless for the whole day and regretted over my act of entering without a knock and ultimately faced Simmi Didi in the evening and said sorry from my heart over that incident. Anyway that was something which was happened long time back and at present my perspective to look at my elder sister has turned just opposite to what it was. Now if I will talk about my past perspective of relation between Bhaiya and Didi then I won’t say Simmi Didi’s relation with Harish Bhaiya seemed just like it was me and Simmi Didi, as they had less age difference they use to address each other by name with no formalities of Aap and all, also they use fight over tiny matters but still there was a strong bond of love between the two But as such I never smelled anything fishy in their behavior and I could never imagine that anyhow they would be fucking with each other from last one year. Now If I will describe Simmi Didi’s physical appearance then I would say that she is good looking female but she does not come in the category of slender figure girls. As genetically we all family members have a big body skeleton, physically Simmi Didi is also little weighty. She has a good height of around 5’5”; she has bit of belly and holds ample flesh over her arms and thighs with heavy and dense breasts. Her ass mounds are round and fleshy, widely spread and they are jutting out of her body quite significantly. While talking about me and my brother’s physical appearance; we both are tall and because of regular jogging and badminton we both retain healthy body but as compared to me Harsh Bhaiya is much more confident over different subjects of life. Now while moving to the main course I would say this incident happened because somewhere around mid day I came to knew that two of our teachers are absent and we can go back home in lunch break. All my batch mates planned to go for a movie but I decided to go back home for no other reason that my loving sister Simmi Didi was back home first time after getting married. Harish Bhaiya was gone to the station since morning but her train was arriving late and in the morning around 7:30 when I was leaving home for my institute Simmi Didi’s train was just about to arrive. After reaching institute I spoke to her and told her that I will meet her in the evening after my classes and Just to give her a surprise I did not informed anybody at my home that my classes are cancelled and I am coming back home well before time. On the way I bought bunch of flowers for her and ultimately it took me little more than an hour to reach back home. Truly speaking throughout the way I was thinking how I would behave when I will face Simmi Didi first time. Actually Simmi Didi was recently married, bit more than three months back and since she was gone far from me, there was a kind of vacuum in my life and after her departure I was realizing exactly how much I use to love her and since I knew that she is coming back home Around this date I was eager to see her and now after reaching home I wanted to hug her tight and cry a lot over her arm. But when I reached back home things turned other way round. First thing I noticed that car was missing, that meant Dad has left home. I ranged the door bell it did not ranged, I realized there is not electricity and as few days back this portion of the house was got accidently disconnected from the inverter supply. I banged the door but there was no response. I peeped inside from the window and I saw Simmi Didi’s luggage kept in the living room. As along with my Father Bhaiya use to go to the factory so at that time I was expecting that Mom and Simmi Didi would be at home and they would be chit chatting on first floor in Bhaiya’s bedroom. I banged the door one more time but still there was no response. It was a matter of sheer coincidence that instead of calling Mom on her mobile, may in my unconscious mind I wanted to surprise Simmi Didi that is why it never came to my mind and I decided to get into the house through neighbor’s roof and my this decision turned lethal for Harish Bhaiya and Simmi Didi, certainly for me too. As I entered in neighbor’s premises first thing which I noticed that Bhaiya’s bike was parked there, and that is at the corner so that it does not be noticed easily. It was little surprising for me, for a instant I could assume that as Bhaiya was at home for little late because he was gone to pick Simmi Didi, So he has gone to factory with Dad by car but why he parked his in neighborhood when there was plenty of space in our porch. I don’t know why this point retained in my mind and I moved forward. As our relation with neighbors are just like family I did not bothered to knock them and I just rose over there outside stairs which are reaching to their terrace, From where I was thinking about jumping into my terrace and getting down from internal stairs. As it was a mid day there was extreme silence around and unconsciously maintaining that scenario I jumped onto my roof lightly and started getting down from the stairs with very light feet. In spite of seeing Bhaiya’s bike in neighbor’s premises I was expecting Simmi Didi and Mom at first floor either in a lobby or in a bedroom, which is actually Harish Bhaiya’s bedroom and it has a very effective AC but I was wrong as I came down from the roof I heard a giggle and it was Simmi Didi’s voice. She was on the second floor bedroom, which is actually given to me but I hardly use to sleep there, I use to sleep beside Bhaiya in his room for the no other reason except this that I did not had a TV in my room where the other two bedrooms, the one on the ground floor which belongs to Mom and Dad and other one on the first floor which Belongs to Bhaiya has a TV. Anyway as I heard Simmi Didi’s giggle don’t know why I got little conscious, maybe it was my sixth sense that I felt that something is wrong, first thing which was dwelling in my unconscious mind that why Bhaiya’s bike was parked in neighbor’s porch; second for a moment it was little difficult for me to believe that Mom has climbed to second floor which she rarely do because of knee joint pain. My heart started beating little high and I moved bit down and sat down on the stair to hear if Simmi Didi is with Mom or with someone else. I saw Door was not bolted from inside, I could see that door was little away from the wooden frame. For a minute there was not voice but I kept on waiting and did not thought about moving and once again I heard Simmi Didi saying something which was barely audible from the place where I was sitting but I took out the conclusion that she is not with Mom because I knew that it is next to impossible for anyone to keep my mom silent for so long if she is not sleeping. I slowly moved down and reached to the door and stood on my knees and arms beside the wall and kept my ear on the opened portion of the door. As there was no electricity, AC was off and from there I could hear the voice coming from the bedroom and heard something which for a moment took my breath, Once again it was Simmi Didi and her words were “aaram se uttar…dekh kahin Kurta fatt na jaaye” then there was silence for may be minute or little less and Simmi Didi spoke again and this time it was a giggle again and just then she cried in low voice “Aaoooo….kya kar raha hai” my heart was already beating high as such I could make out that something wrong is happening In the room and just then Simmi Didi confirmed me that by saying “Harish tujhe jaldi kya hai….? aram se kar…”. Though till then I never thought about Simmi Didi in that way but still I felt myself getting hard and to add the fuel to my arousal Simmi Didi spoke again and once again in the beginning it was a cry with bit of more volume “Aaoooo….suck kar…kaat kyun raha hai?” And next I heard Bhaiya saying “tere nipple khade kar raha hun” That instant for me it was one of the weirdest moments of my life since then, without looking at the things happening in the room, from just the words spoken I could imagine that Simmi Didi must be laying on the bed topless and Bhaiya must is sucking and biting her nipples. “Jijaji suck karte hain inko…yaa sirf teri panty khol ke…ghusa dete hain andar” Bhaiya spoke again or you can say asked Didi after a minute, possibly after sucking Simmi Didi’s nipples for a minute but Simmi Didi did not replied for a few seconds, until Bhaiya insisted her to speak by saying “hmmm…bol na….!” “karte hain…kaenge kyun nahi….?” Simmi Didi replied back casually with bit of laughter and Bhaiya asked her again “achha…..aur neeche….?” “neeche ki sucking karte hain….”. While being on my knees and hands I was hardest of my life, my heart was beating very high, I was scared but I just remained there and I heard Bhaiya again and he insisted Simmi Didi to speak out what he asked by saying “Muskura kya rahi hai….? Bol na…niche ki sucking karte hain ya nahi….?” And Simmi Didi replied back by saying “haan….par hamesha nahi karte….aaj tak sirf do-teen baar hi ki hai”. Bhaiya did not stopped asking Simmi Didi about her sex life with her husband and spoke again “aur tu suck karti hai unka….?” “haan…karti hun…..” Didi replied back little instantly this time and Bhaiya asked her again “hamesha….?” And Simmi Didi replied back by saying “hamesha nahi…jab bhi bolte hain….karna padta hai…” and next Bhaiya spoke little loud and in bit of sarcastic tone, “Mera Lund Chuste hue to tu bahut nakhra karti thi…” And I heard Simmi Didi giggled loud and I took my ear closer the door so that I can hear her if she will speak out while laughing and I was right, Simmi Didi spoke out in amused tone “tu bhai hai …tere saath karte hue jaisa main chahti thi wo hota tha… wo patti hain…ab jo wo chahenge wo hoga”…. “bolenge Chus to Chusna hi padega” as Simmi Didi ended saying Bhaiya replied back casually “hmmm..ye baat hai….” And after a pause asked Didi again “ek baat aur batta…. Jija Ji ka mota hai ya mera…?” this time there was bit of gap in conversation, I believe Simmi Didi would have smiled over that before replying with “jayada mota nahi hai…..tere jaisa hi hai….” Truly speaking friends I was restless of my life, my Penis was reached to the hardness that it was aching, Anyhow I could not believe whatever was happening between my sister and brother in the room which was officially mine. “chal ab khadi hokar apni Salwar khol…dekhun teen mahine mein kya haal kiya hai Jija Ji ne teri Chut ka” I heard Bhaiya speaking that and in response Simmi Didi giggled a bit and spoke “Dekh waise to Shaadi ke baad mujhe tere saath ye sab karna band kar dena chahiye….lekin main fir bhi kar rahi hun… par ye sirf teri Shaadi tak chalega…uske baad nahi…” and Bhaiya replied back by saying “theek hai…ab khol to sahi…” and then asked Didi again “baal saaf karke aayi hai na?” and Didi just hummed initially “hmmmmm….” But asked him again “Chusega kya…..?” and Bhaiya accepted by saying “haan…Chusunga bhi aur tujhse apna chuswaaunga bhi” and in continuation Didi spoke to Bhaiya again “tu bhi uttar de apne kapde”. Oh God they were taking off their clothes, how Bhaiya and Didi could be so shameless? Now I was getting eager to see inside but as such there was no way to do that, I just kept my ear on the opened portion and heard Simmi Didi asking “Mummy Papa kab tak aayenge?” “abhi bahut time hai…may be raat ho jaaye” Bhaiya replied back casually, “aur Manu(my nick name) wo kab tak aayega” Simmi Didi asked him again and Bhaiya replied back in same fashion “Usko bhi time hai…aur uske aane se pahle main chala jaaunga”. I assumed by now they must be more or less naked now and I was right because after few seconds I heard Bhaiya humming a bit before saying “hmm….tu to ek dum Chikni kar ke laayi hai” that meant now Simmi Didi’s fuckhole was exposed to Bhaiya And in response to Bhaiya’s words Simmi Didi asked him back “Condom laya hai na?” “nahi….” Bhaiya denied instantly and spoke again “ab to daalne de aise hi…ab kya tension hai…” Bhaiya paused but just for a fraction and spoke again in amused and clearly audible voice “ab agar tu pregnant ho bhi gayi ti kisi ko kya patta chalega kiska bachha hai….” And Simmi Didi replied back in same tone clear and audible tone “nahi….nahi…Pagal hai kya? waise bhi hum log abhi ek saal tak bachha nahi karne waale” and Bhaiya asked Didi this time in little low but audible voice, “to fir….tum log kya use karte ho…? Condom?” and Didi denied and replied back “nahi……main goli khati hun…” “theek hai… thodi si goliyaan mere naam ki bhi khaa le…” Bhaiya spoke back shamelessly and Didi replied back instantly “wo to kha hi lungi…par tu next time Condom lekar aana…maine suna hai kai baar goli fail ho jaati hai” for which Bhaiya spoke carelessly “theek hai abhi to daalne de”. Because I could just hear them, I don’t know exactly what were they doing, but I was dying to know, I was sure that now both my elder siblings were stark naked and just then I heard some crunching voice of my bed as if they both have moved on the bed at the same time, I didn’t knew if Bhaiya was about to insert his Penis in Simmi Didi and just to clear that Bhaiya spoke to Didi “Taange khol ke sidhi late jaa…” after that no words were spoken but bed churned a bit, and I started feeling crazy, they were taking position and I was just trying to adjust my erection, I wanted to open the door but I felt I was jammed. I brought my ear closer to the door as I could hear mild moans of my sister and after a minute I clearly heard “Hmmm……Harish mazza aa raha hai…tere Jija jI theek se nahi karte” and after few seconds Bhaiya spoke in barely audible voice “main Chus nahi paa raha….taange khol acche se….”. Oh…My god that means Bhaiya was sucking Simmi Didi’s fuckhole and by saying that her husband does not do this act effectively Simmi Didi was appreciating Bhaiya for what he was doing. I could not believe my ears, since then I always saw Simmi Didi with a purest feeling, how my sister could be so shameless and just then Simmi Didi proved herself even more shameless by saying “hmmm……Ahhhh…. Harish you are amazing…. please apne Jija Ji ko sikha de ye kaam karna” I assumed with his mouth Bhaiya would have gone deeper into Simmi Didi’s fleshy thighs and I don’t know why I started feeling annoyed and jealous. At my end while watching porn I was regular in masturbating but doing that I never thought about fantasizing my own sister but that instant I was feeling as if I too want to fuck my sister, Just like my brother was fucking but as I said even after trying hard I was failing to move from there, neither to go away from their nor to open the door to intrude myself in their fucking moments. I just kept my ears on the door and tried to hear whatever my siblings were speaking while having fun and for next 2-3 minutes there were only moans of my sister and that is in delirious tone. Simmi Didi was enjoying every moment of getting sucked by one of brother and me; her other brother was dying with envy feeling. As it can be assumed I was hard like never before in my entire life and now it was nearly impossible for me to control myself. I changed my posture and sat down resting my back on the wall, took out my Penis and started masturbating but I failed to continue as instead of masturbating I was little more interested in listening whatever they were doing and without putting my Penis inside I went close to the door again and pushed bit of it with my finger and like I was expecting, Bhaiya and Didi were so busy in fucking act that it did not came in their notice. I tried to peep inside from the vertical portion and succeeded in seeing Simmi Didi’s leg, but barely from her ankle till her feet and with a rising moans instead of keeping it straight Simmi Didi was folding her leg again and again. From the slight view I was getting, I could make out that Simmi Didi was lying straight on the bed with fully spread legs Bhaiya was somewhat leaning on her crotch to suck her fuckhole. As some time passed, may be a minute or bit more Simmi Didi’s moans went loud and clear to me and she stopped Harish Bhaiya, I heard saying “bass kar….mera chhut jaayega” And with that she got up and for a instant I got a view of her leg till her knee. I was over conscious of getting caught so I immediately moved back and waited for them to speak anything and I started masturbating again and that is in same sitting posture. “abb tu Chus mera…aur achhe se chusna….jaise mainechusii hai teri” Bhaiya spoke while puffing a bit in loud and clear voice and outside the room I started puffing, I was getting mad in lust and could not do anything except listening them having fun and I listened Bhaiya again “Poora le andar…aur Chus”. My god Simmi Didi was sucking and I wanted to see her beautiful face while doing that and I tried to peep inside again. Thought I did not got any view of her face but I got glimpse of side view of Simmi Didi’s ass mounds till her feet. I don’t know exactly what was Bhaiya’s posture, he could be on his keens but I could make out that Didi was somewhat on her four while leaning on Harish Bhaiya’s crotch and the view I was getting of Simmi Didi’s was astonishing. As Simmi Didi was newly married she was having anklets on her feet and along with that her legs were painted till her knees with an orange color by something commonly called “Mehendi”, which is used to beautify bride during her marriage. As some time passed I started getting Bhaiya’s moans in my ears and I went on going crazy. For a fraction I thought about going in and surprise them but I did not dared and just remained there. “yes…yes do it…achhe se suck kar” Bhaiya grunted and spoke in rising lust and after a pause spoke again “Simmi jab se tu gayi hai…main pagal ho gaya hun….aaj tere ko khaa jaaunga main” “Ahhhh…Ahhhh…..” And Bhaiya went on feeling delight of getting a suck over her monster from his and mine sister and here I started sweating with a rising heat in my body. “Bass….abb Daal de” though I could not hear it clearly but I think that’s what Simmi Didi spoke while breathing fast after stop sucking Harish Bhaiya and Bhaiya replied back “Haan…late jaa aaram se” in low but audible voice. They moved on the bed and with a fear of getting caught I instantly got away from the door. Next I heard Simmi Didi saying “Garmi ho rahi hai…light nahi aayi na?” Simmi Didi asked Bhaiya if electricity has come and he replied by saying “nahi….” And after a pause Bhaiya asked Simmi Didi if she wants to get him from behind “peeche se karna hai kya….?” “nahi…abhi oopar aa ja…baad mein dekhenge…..” Simmi Didi denied and Bhaiya spoke again “raat ko bannaunga tujhe ghodi….abhi mujhe bhi jaldi hai….factory jaana hai”. Bhaiya was about to fuck Simmi Didi and I realized that I was jerking my monster very fast but still I was far from my climax, I wanted to see inside but I was little scared of getting caught because now I did not knew there posture. “Taange mere kandhe pe rakh le….” Bhaiya told Simmi Didi to put her legs over his shoulders but Simmi Didi denied by saying “nahi…mujhe backache hota hai…abhi tu normal position mein hi daal” Bhaiya was at the verge of penetrating our sister and hearing their conversation by now I was reaching to height of getting crazy and I tried to see inside And I got a glimpse of Bhaiya’s feet and I realized that he is still facing away from the door and just then Bhaiya’s feet moved bit inwards and at the same time Simmi Didi hummed and moaned lightly. “Aahhh….”.Finally Bhaiya was inside Simmi Didi, he groaned a bit and started fucking her with a steady pace. Along with getting clear crunching voice of bed, from the opened portion I could see Bhaiya’s feet moving bit inwards in fucking rhythm. Within a minutes time fucking effect got even more clear to my ears, when I started getting clear moans of my sister, she was enjoying getting fucked by her brother and just to see bit more I pushed the door bit more with my finger and I saw glimpse of Simmi Didi’s feet painted with a bridal Mehndi with bit of Bhaiya’s hips moving back and forward and my state got even more worse, Bhaiya was moving in and out of Simmi Didi’s fuckhole hard and fast and at my end I started jerking myself hard and fast. Simmi Didi was moaning continuously and pitch of her moans were rising gradually, Bhaiya was also grunting in delight and just then electric supply got normal and AC of my room started on its own. As my room has an oldest AC it creates lot of noise and I instantly stopped getting pleasure voices of my siblings from inside. I was getting crazy and that instant I felt as it I will go mad in frustration. In the loudness of AC Simmi Didi’s moans were suppressed, now I was just getting bit of bed crunching voice from which I could make out that fucking of my sister is on at full swing and in rising excitement I unconsciously pushed the door bit more and brought my face close to the vertical opened portion to see the things happening inside. Harish And Manish Fucking Newly Wed Sister Simmi – Part 1