Confessions Of A Brother Fucker

Then like a busybody I came out of the bathroom and old him, "Take off your clothes."

He did not respond. I walked near him and repeated, "You can't bathe with those clothes on!! Take off your clothes."

He smiled and said, "You take them off for me."

I stepped back and looked at his eyes to assess his plan. As I stepped back, he instructed with a soft voice, "You can't give me a bath wearing this Ghagra. That will get wet!!! Take your draw string out from under the waist band. I want to pull that string and make you completely naked when I like."

I looked at him, thinking, after he takes this off, he will see me in my petticoat. Should I tell him now, or better to tantalize him with one more layer?

I walked near him, undid his belt and then pulled the hook of his trouser. Then I pulled the zip down and let his pants drop. I could see his undie swollen with his hard cock rearing to be set free.

I slowly squatted and pulled his underwear down. His cock sprang out like a large arrow, angry and throbbing. The fore skin half drawn back and the one eyed monster looking at me. His balls were hanging loose – may be because it was a hot and humid summer's days.

He stepped away from the underwear which lay at his ankles.

He slightly held my hairs and softly indicated that he wanted me to stand up. I stood up.

I was glancing at the prize that stood erect between his legs, perhaps with greed.

He asked, "You want that?"

I nodded.

"This needs to be cleaned up. The sweat and grime with the hours of travel, makes it necessary that you clean it for me. I will let you suck it only after my bath."

He then added, "Come let me take this Ghagra down and let me look at your pussy."

I blushed. His hands slowly ran over my bare torso and caressed my entire waist. He leaned forward and kissed my nipples one by one.

He then stepped back, sat down on the chair with me standing trembling in front of him. He then held the draw string and pulled it. The bow knot opened out. Yet the Ghagra clung to the waist.

He inserted his fingers under the waist band and loosened the draw string and then dropped my Ghagra. As it slid down, it got stuck at my hips. And the petticoat came into view.

He said, "You are wearing a petticoat too??? OK. This drawstring. Take it out with your own hands and give it to me. I want that off too."

With trembling fingers I fished that out and then had to take his fingers and place them on the string. He looked at me and said, "Tomaakay aibaarey ammakey boltay hobey, tomakay nangto korar jonno." ("You have to now plead to me to make you completely naked.")

"Toomee na!!??? Na aamee bolbo na." ("Shhhh. No, I wont.") I said that in the womanly way, wanting him to take the responsibility of making me naked while I let out those disapproving noises.

I think he understood what I wanted. He got up and slowly spun me around and then stood behind me.

He embraced me from behind me, with his erect cock attacking my lower back. He was caressing my breasts and between kisses through my tresses onto my shoulders, he whispered, "Get onto tip toes. When your petticoat comes down, I want my cock to slide between your thighs from the rear."

I raised myself up on my toes. He slid his fingers under my petticoat ad fished out the draw string and then slowly pulled it. He said, "Khankee magee. Tokay aibaarey pooroe puree nagto koray debo." (In colloquial Bengali it would mean, "You hot bitch, I will now strip you completely.")

He was placing hot kisses on my neck and shoulders. I hissed back, "Ammakay nagto koray day. Amaakay shooiyay chooday day." ("Do strip me naked. Make me lie on my back and ravish me.")

His hands helped my Ghagra and petticoat down, which lay in a circle at my feet. His erect dick went right between my legs and the tip emerged from the front. The cock was passing right over my slit from below and I was loosing my senses wanting to be taken.

His hips were grinding forward and backward in an involuntary movement.

I hissed, "Aaaaaaaah. For four years, I have wanted that cock between my legs."

He was slowly caressing my breasts and kissing my neck. He whispered back, "Haramjadi. Tokay aamee hazaar baar choodbo, aaj ratteeray." ("You hot bitch, I will make love to you all night.")

He realized that he was loosing control. He stopped grinding that cock in and out of the thigh gap and asked, "So?? Has your prescription worked?? Has my cock become any longer and thicker?"

"Yes. It has. It has really become fatter. And harder!! But, I can really tell when it fucks me" ("Monay hoyey agter thekay motaa aar lobaa hoychchey. Tobay jokhon chudbay, tokhon gooder modhey diye boltay parbo – koto mota hoyechchey.")

"Really?"

"Yes. It has. Besides, I want to see how long and how many times it can fuck me in one night." (: Aaar shobchey important jay koto baar khada hoye ammakeey kotokhon dhoray choday.")

"We will see."

He left caressing my breasts and moved his finger tips down to my crotch. As it reached the slit, he could feel the dampness and the wet slit.

"You are fully hot and ready."

I answered, "Yes. I am."

He said, "Let me see the pussy."

I felt deeply excited. He would be really seeing my pussy from close after several years. It could turn him mad with desire.

He pulled his cock from between my thighs and slowly spun me around.

Then he walked to the two single chairs and quickly placed them both near the bed.

He came close. As I faced him, "He scooped me into his arms and took me to the bed and placed me on the edge of the bed. He then took care t place my legs one each on the two chairs.

As I lay there, my pussy was bare, bald and completely visible. Like all women, my hands moved to cover my charm and source of immense pride and pleasure.

Mintu noticed that. He firmly held both my wrists and lifted them up and took my hands near my resting head and said, "Lift your hands and place them behind your head."

I whimpered, "Pleeeeaase don't," and turned my face away, ostrich like not to see what he was doing, or may be to register my sense of modesty.

As I placed my hands behind my head, Mintu said, "I am now going to trace your arms down to your boobs and waist and then love your inner thighs and finally caress your pussy with my fingers."

I protested and made pleading noises, "Please. Please don't."

He firmly held my wrists in that place and then started to caress my fore arm and came down my inner upper arms. When he came to my arm pits, he stopped.

He said, "These arm pits are real smooth. They have to be kissed and licked."

He held my arms in that locked position and kissed each of my arm pits one by one and then proceeded to lick each one, as if he was having an ice cream.

An electric shock passed through my body and I writhed with pleasure. I moaned, "Hhhhmmmm. Nnnnnnnn."

When he finished licking my arm pits, he looked into my eyes and said, "They taste good. And smell good too. I will now eat your boobs. I want to see if my treatment has made then any juicer and smoother."

Then slowly, he shifted his attention to my boobs. He ran his finger tips over my breasts and gasped, "Aaaaaah. They are smooth as silk. And juicy. I have got to love them, caress them and kiss then one by one."

My hands were coming down to caresses his hairs.

He just stopped me and said, "I want you helpless. Hands must be there only."

My hands went back behind my head.

He then gave slight squeezes to each of my boobs and then started to kiss the main swollen body of my breast one by one while squeezing the other. While kissing my bobs, he was leaning over me. I could feel the hot and hard cock brushing against my pussy slit as he went on loving my breasts.

As the cock slid over my slit, involuntarily I released the knees and let them drop, hoping that the cock would actually brush against my clit. And I would explode with excitement.

He reached one nipple at a time and sucked each one, one by one. When he withdrew his lips, he remained sucking them and released them noisily.

He then knelt between my now slightly spread legs and his fingers started to trace my midriff and came down to my stomach and then down towards my groin. He caressed my things from outside and then looked up at me and asked, "Will you spread your legs for me. Or do I have to spread them for you?"

All I could do was to mumble, "Do what you like."

He slowly pushed both the chairs apart and moved my legs as wide apart as he could.

I protested, "Pleeease. Pleease don't. I am so ashamed the way you take me." ("Eeeeesh. Kee jay korchchow naa. Khoob lojjaa korchchay.)

He looked at my wide spread pussy and he gasped and said, "Tomar clit taa to thikray beriiyay aashchay." ("Your clit is now long and thrusting out.")

He added, "Eyeetakay aamee chaatbo. Aaar ratteeray khaboe." ("I will lick this now. And eat your pussy completely in the night.")

Saying that he ran his fingers all over my inner thighs and slowly came nearer and nearer my wide open pussy bald lips.

He said, "I love your pussy. Each fold and its womanly secrets are open and visible. The cunt opening is inviting."

Saying that he started to lick my inner things, nearer and nearer to my crotch.

I squirmed with pleasure and anticipation. I squealed with pleasure.

I could not help it any more. My hands reached for his hairs and I started to caress his hairs as he started to lick every fold of my pussy, opening then with his fingers and licking with a thin tip of his tongue.

I cried out, "Aaaaah. I love you. Mintu. I love you."

He was at work. His tongue slowly circled my elongated and excited clit and reached it.

I cried out, "Aaaaah. Nnnnnnn. Ooooh. Please . . . . "

My legs started to close, holding his face down between my thighs.

He said, "Keep then wide apart," and pressed down my thighs firmly. I could not hold back, I almost cried out, "Aaaah. Aaaeeeee. I want to be able lift my hips and enjoy . . . .!!!"

He understood my need. He stepped back and then caught my calves and placed my legs over his shoulders. And then he put his palms below my hips and lifted my bum off the bed to reach his mouth.

He flicked my clit. I cried out, "Aaaah."

Then he moved his tongue back. And flicked lightly. My hips rose to meet his tongue. As he did a butterfly on my clit, I caressed his hairs, and went on gasping with pleasure and letting out small noises of appreciation, "Aaaaeee. Hnnnnnnn. Sssssssssss."

I could not holdback any more and pleaded, "Make me come. Pleeeeease. Please make me come,"

He licked, sucked and flicked my clit till I came in wave after wave of an orgasm. My hands were out of control and I was writhing with pleasure, and thrashing around and swinging my head from side to side, suspended with my pussy near his mouth.

After I came, he slowly lowered me onto the bed, with my bum resting at the edge of the bed and my legs back on the two chairs. I panted with long gasps of fresh air. I had goose pimples and shudder after shudder passed through my body.

After four years, getting an orgasm!!! With no masturbation in between. And the orgasm caused by your lover's tongue!!! Only a woman will understand what that means.

And much more to follow.

I closed my eyes and savored the orgasm, while he softly kissed my boobs and my eyes and face. Yet, his hard and erect cock brushing my slit.

The orgasm plateau gave me several lower and lower shocks of pleasure. I am sure he could see my pussy mouth opening and closing, while trying to extract maximum pleasure from this assisted masturbation.

I rested, may be five minutes. I opened my eyes and told him with quivering thin and soft voice, "Thanks. Thanks for this. Oooooh. I needed that. Very badly."

He just nodded and said, "Don't even mention it. This is the appetizer only. I will fuck you repeatedly and mercilessly all night tonight. I have still not started to enjoy your cunt. Just keep that enthusiasm intact."

My senses were coming back. I realized that I could not keep that door shut indefinitely. How long can that bath be???

I controlled my self and stood up n wobbly feet and said, "Come let me give you the bath."

He quickly re-adjusted the make shift shower cap on my head and I took the initiative.

I wanted to be naughty. I stepped forward held the base of his erect cock and pulled him towards the bathroom and said, "Your cock has now been seized. You are under cock arrest. "

He smiled and walked into the bathroom.

As he walked under the shower, he pulled me under it too and embraced me ad kissed my forehead and whispered, "Khuku, I am actually in love with you. That is why I want to make love to you and not fuck you."

I kissed him back and told him honestly, "I too am in love with you. But, I want to be fucked. Atleast tonight."

I quickly took the shampoo, and applied it on his unruly hairs and washed his hairs. Then I started to apply soap over his body. As I did that, I could see that the cold water had cooled his ardor and his cock was now down from full attention to an easy look. I left his crotch for the last and applied soap on his legs and in his butt crack. And washed the soap away.

Finally, I reached the favorite part of his body. His crotch. I knelt in front of him and applied soap under his crotch and then on his balls, one by one. Finally, I applied soap n his cock from outside. And then pulled his foreskin back completely and applied soap on his ridge.

I hissed and said, "Aaoooow. That is very nice. Ssssss.'

Seeing tha the liked it, I did that several times. His cock started rising to the occasion.

I washed his cock under the flowing water and then, without any ado, I kissed his cock and sucked the tip into my mouth. I let my tongue swirl his cock tip, with his foreskin pulled back. He bent backwards and grunted with pleasure. He caressed my head from above my shower cap. I went on sucking that dick and with my right hand started to masturbate his cock by moving his foreskin forward and back quickly while the cock was inside my mouth.

His cock became hard again, notwithstanding the cold water.

I could make out, he would not take too long to come. And his balls were swollen. I realized that his balls were perhaps full of semen.

He pulled back and pulled me up and kissed me on the mouth.

When he stopped kissing me, he said, "That semen has to go inside your hot pussy. Not in your mouth. Atleast now."

His naughtiness normally never ends that soon. Not so expectedly, he decided that my slit was filled with pussy juices and had to be cleaned for' feminine hygiene". He hoisted m onto the bathroom basin slab and made me squat on top of it and he used his palms to stream some water onto my slit. With his other hand he spread my slit apart and started to clean the juices out, with his tongue!!!! All the way from start of the folds of flesh just below my navel till my anus.

I pleaded to be let go, "Pleeeease don't do tht. That is toooooo good. Aaaaaah. Stop. Stop. Pleeeeease."

I had to hold onto the taps on the wash basin, so as to ensure that the pleasure did not make me fall over.

When he was through with his latest bout of naughtiness, I climbed down and we decided that he has had a long bath (in so far as my Mother was concerned and it was time to emerge from the room.)

He took the towel down and said, "You first dry me up and then I will wipe you dry!!"

I took the towel on my hands and walked behind him ad in a surge of affection for him, I hugged him from behind. As I was hugging him and laying my turned face on his bare wet back shoulder, my hand stayed on to his now flaccid cock.

I toyed with it and my other hand started to cup his balls. He said, "What are you upto now??"

"Shhhhhh. . . .," I said and continued playing with his cock. I held his foreskin and pulled it back all the way and then teasingly I pulled it back over his cock tip. He protested and again said, "What are you upto?????"

"Just keep quiet. Will you. I have taken over your cock and it belongs to me. I will play with it as long as I like. Okay?"

Soon I was nearly shagging him and his cock was getting to slowly rise and get hard.

He then pleaded, "Khuku. As an elder brother I am requesting you that I want to keep that enormous amount of semen reserved for your cunt. Why are you hell bent on making me come before that?"

I realized, he meant it. Besides my cunt needed that nourishment.

I stopped and kissed him on his back and proceeded to wipe him dry. II walked around and dried his cock and balls as well.

Then it was his turn to dry me. He took all the time to softly wipe my boobs one by one and then wiped my back and my crack from behind me. Then he squatted in front of me and made me stand with slightly parted legs and he wiped my legs from bottom down till my crotch.

Finally he came to my pussy. He was extra soft with my pussy ands left is nearly damp.

He kissed me several times and finally kissed me on my pussy and we walked out of the bathroom.

He proceeded to get into a fresh underwear ad then slipped into a pair of Bengali pajama and Kurta, while I had to look for my clothes strewn all over the room ad slip into them.

Then I proceeded to the dresser and quickly set my hairs right and whispered t him that he should take another ten minutes before he emerged from the room. "I better go out and bitch like hell to Ma. I must complain that you took far too long and I had to needlessly wait for you t call for your clothes. Now that you have asked for your clothes, I have passed them in and come out of the bedroom"

He nodded and I came out the room and went about my plan with my Mother.

After ten minutes Mintu emerged from the room and had small talk with my Mother. While I went about planning how to get to be in the room with Mintu. And get mercilessly fucked and fucked and fucked.

I fantasized that Mintu would have so much semen in his balls that it would start to drip out of my cunt hole, and I would feel it dripping down my thighs while I walked!!!

As the evening progressed my Father returned from work and had his quota of small talk with Mintu. The talk came down to what plans Mintu had of getting a job for himself. Mintu said, "I have some campus offers coming up. I expect I will get one of them."

As the evening wore n, MIntu asked my Mother, "Pishee, ayee dushtoo meye taa kee korbay akhon?? MBA koray akhon baadi boshay thakbay nakee? ("Aunt. What will this naughty girl do after having completed her MBA? Sit at home and twiddle her thumbs?")

My Mother replied, "Who will give her a job? Once you get a job, you get her a job. Then the two of you, the brother and sister can stay in the same place and work. Then I will look for a god groom for her and get her married."

My heart raced at this proposal of staying with Mintu. But I protested, "Ma. Aaamee biye tiye aakhon korbo naa. Aaar amee Minru's shathey thaktey parbo naa. Aaatow jalaye naa??" ("Mom I have no marriage plans at the moment. And I can't stand staying with Mintu. He really bugs me.")

My brother joined in to the conversation and soon dinner was served.

As dinner was proceeding, I played my move and announced, "Ma, I will sit on the roof with Mintu for while and chat with him. And then may be we will continue the chat in his room."

My Mother replied, "I don't know what you guys do?? Once you hate his face. Then you must chat with him all night!!"

My Dad spoke knowingly, "They are so close in age. Leave them be."

As dinner finished, Mintu went to his room to brush his teeth and I went into my bedroom and changed into a wrap around lunge (like a wrap around long skirt) and a short loose Kurta (Indian top). It had gold colored metal buttons in the back and a deep plunging neck line. Not the best as night wear, but certainly good for teasing a boy friend. I gathered my hairs with a large plastic clip. I knew that Mintu liked to be tantalized and love tantalizing me when he stripped me naked. Also, he liked my hairs free while fucking. Under Mintu's strict instructions, I did not wear my bra or panty. I rubbed in significant amounts of Avon Cream perfumes into my boobs, arm pit and crotch.