Lactating Sister

"Can we... uh, can we continue with the other one?" he asks naively but desperately.

"No, that's enough for tonight! Lemme change my dress and then let's sleep." she says trying to come out stern.

He sighs with disappointment as he feels that he took a step too far in dealing with it, and just walks to kitchen to dispose of the milk and wash his hands. He stares at his hand and he can't control himself from tasting it. He peeks around to see if someone is present, and slowly licks his wet hand, it tasted normal, but he strongly feels that it would be so tasty if he can drink directly. He disposes the milk and then returns to bedroom and can't see her still. A few minutes back, she was completely lost in lust, and now lost in moral dilemma. She can't believe that she let her brother touch and play with her breasts and let him mildly makeout with her and on top of all that, she liked it. She buries her face in her hands and exhales deeply.

A few minutes later she comes simply and lies on her side of bed without saying anything and gestures him to turn off the light. He sighs and turns off the light and turn towards her and tries to sleep. He tried to get physical with her in middle of night, but the fact that she's pulling her sheets on fully is an obstacle for him. He just sighed and slept with million conflicting thoughts in his mind.

The next day, her mom wakes up all of them early as it's a cultural occasion and they're supposed to attend a temple today. All of them put on new clothes and Harsha takes out the car while the family hops in quickly, Saritha beside him, their parents and Lasya in back seats. Saritha still looks a bit moody as she turned her head away from Harsha and looked out of window as he started to drive. They reach the temple and the return home after an hour or so. Saritha and her mom prepares lunch and they finish lunch and then dinner that night normally. He sure can feel the difference in the way he stares at her breasts and at the same time the difference in her looks when she tries to avoid eye contact with him.

That night, Saritha decides to take Lasya along with her to Harsha's room to sleep. He sighs seeing both of them walking from the entrance but acted a smile so that Lasya should be happy. "Are you seriously avoiding me for what happened yesterday?" he asks directly looking at her as both of them sit on bed.

"Are you serious? Don't you even acknowledge her presence?" she asks sternly pissed off at him asking about it in front of her daughter.

"Mommy, I wanna sleep with grandma tonight." Lasya says pouting her lips as she enjoys a lot spending time with her grandparents.

Harsha sighs listening to Saritha, and takes Lasya in hands with a smile. "Let's go to grandma's room ok?" he says smiling and walks towards his mom's room and returns after leaving lasya over there and closes the door after him. He can see Saritha sitting on bed bowing her head as he walks towards her and sits beside her on bed.

"Come on, I didn't force or anything! We accepted to it mutually and I can't see you in pain like that yesterday. Nor I can see you like this as if you're regretting something." He says softly holding her hand in his palms.

"We didn't do anything wrong? I'm a married woman who loved getting her breasts squeezed and milked by her brother? And it's not wrong?" she asks with a sigh raising her head. She's still in her red fancy saree which she wore for temple that morning while he's in his red t-shirt and a blue boxer.

"Uhm I thought we did it to relieve your pain, I mean I didn't hate it, but I didn't know that you loved it." He says trying to take advantage of situation.

"Me loving it or hating it isn't the point, it's just wrong. What did yesterday was..." even before she finishes her sentence, he starts saying, "That is the point! You loving it or hating it, that's the whole point! Why does everything else matter? If you liked it, and I liked it, then why are you worrying about third person or the society?" he says sternly but without raising his voice.

"Cause that's where we live in? A society? And this is wrong! God I shouldn't have let you do that thing yesterday in the first place." she sighs rubbing her forehead almost breaking into tears with regret.

"Oh come on, why are you crying now? Look, did you like when I did that? When I..." he pauses a bit, "milked you?" he says in a cheesy way, still acting naïve.

She sighs as he's putting her into a huge dilemma. It's been a while since she felt such sensual touches from someone, but on other side, she still feels wrong that it's her brother.

"Why don't we just stop talking about it?" she says hesitantly and on the other side, she hates herself for being rude to her dear brother.

"Ok fine, let's not talk about it nor do it again, but at least let's be normal again?" he asks a bit concerned about his relationship status with his sister in future. "Like, none of us forced anything on to the other right? As much as you choose to deny it, we both know that we enjoyed it and I felt happy to relieve my sister out of her pain even if it's just a night." he says in a sly way and lust is the only thing that's driving him right now.

Her eyes get watery as he's just increasing her dilemma more with his sweet words and she doesn't know if she has to deny more or give in to it. "Thanks, now don't talk about it ever with anyone nor to me." she says simply and turns away from him and closes her eyes as a tear falls from her eyes to bed.

He shakes his head and turns off the light and turns towards her to sleep. Even though the lights are off, the moonlight from the window brightens the room just a bit. He can see her curvy waist as she's just wearing a saree tonight and plump ass facing him. He waits for an hour or so, so that she can sleep and he can at least touch her in her sleep. Slowly his hand reaches her warm waist and slides towards her navel and he can feel her deep bellybutton. She's a bit too tired, both physically and mentally to feel any of these in her sleep and just continued snoring. He presses her belly and pull her towards him and lays his leg on her thigh as he decided to take it a step further. Her hair fills his face while he brings it closer to smooch her neck gently while his hands explore her wide soft belly.

She lets out a soft sigh in her sleep feeling the kisses and his touches and caresses his cheek with her soft palm involuntarily. He can't find any better green signal than that, and slowly turn her body around towards him so that he can see her face up-close. She hesitates a bit but didn't wake up as he continued to hug her gently and smooch on her neck breathing on her ears. She adjusts her face automatically and lets out a soft moan feeling the sensual kisses and wraps her arms around him in return. She's in too deep sleep to realize who's doing these to her, and all she just wants is some love, both physical and mental.

He slowly starts to kiss her cheeks and then plant a soft kiss on her lips which makes her moan and wake her up partially from sleep. She opens her eyes and can see her own brother taking advantage of her sleep and using her body.

"Harsha, what..." she screams in a low voice and pauses a bit trailing back from his kiss, "what the fuck are you doing?" she says getting up and furrowing her brows wiping her cheeks and lips hesitantly.

"I...uhm, I felt like showing you how much I love you. You seem to be dissatisfied with life and I can't stand it, so I want to make you happy even if it takes for me to make love to you." he says in the most dramatic way possible trying to come out as naïve.

"What do you mean by dissatisfied and pleasuring me? By fucking me?" she says sternly.

"But I thought you loved when I kissed your neck." he says quickly trailing forward and smooching on her neck without giving her a chance to react.

"And when I squeeze your beautiful breasts like this." he says pressing her breasts inside her blouse.

As much as she wants to slap him and deny everything he said, she knows that she can't. The sex-deprived side of her is taking its course and her body is responding positively to his touches even though her mind is responding negatively to the dynamic of the relationship.

"Please...Please don't do this." she moans and whimpers, almost giving in to his kisses.

"You don't want me to love my sister? Or to see her happy?" he whispers in her ears nibbling them and sliding his hand inside her tight blouse a bit forcefully.

She can't speak anymore and wraps her arms around him pulling him close to her body and buries her face in his shoulders closing her eyes.

"But..." even before she says anymore, he breaks the hug and holds her cute face in his hands looking at her, "But I don't care what others think! I love my sister and can't see her sad or down." he says gently and kiss on her plump eyes wiping the dried tears off of her cheeks and shuts her mouth with a deep kiss.

She isn't in the emotional stability to resist anymore, and just gives in to his love, or that's what she thinks it is. A pure love from a brother to his sister, and completely ignores the fact that it's completely lust from her brother to his mature married sister. He pushes her gently on bed and takes off his t-shirt within a few seconds.

"Forget about what world thinks, your satisfaction should matter. That's it." he says looking down at her gorgeous almost milf body and quickly buries his face between her breasts with her blouse still on.

She raises her head, closing her eyes and holding his head, biting her lip. His hands quickly removes her blouse hooks and then the bra, revealing her fluffy voluptuous breasts popping out.

"They deserve to be worshipped so badly! So do you." he mumbles gently pressing his lips against her breasts and her damp spots are making him crazy.

He starts to take her breasts in his mouth and suck them eagerly as if he's hungry for a week. His sucks and touches make her breasts ooze out the sweet milk within no time, dripping on her breasts on to her belly slowly.

"That's as sweet as you." he says licking every drop of milk on her breasts and quickly sucking her left breast taking as much as possible in his mouth.

She can't help but to moan and whimper by feeling his wild and eager moves on her body. Within no time, she can feel his milk filled mouth kissing her and dripping her own milk on her lips and smooching them in return. She has never thought of doing such thing, but finds it extremely turning on and slides her hand to hold his cock inside his boxers.

"Fuck it, you're the best brother! Make love to your sister." she moans in his ears and squeezes his cock gently making him groan a bit.

"I just fucking love you so much is all." he says sucking off as much as milk as possible and dripping half of it on her body and face making the surroundings messy and wet.

Her body being tired from morning without a bath, and the milk on her body mixed with her sweaty musk is filling the surrounding air so much that he feels addicted to it so soon. He quickly removes and throws his boxer on floor, showing off his 7 inches black hairy cock and starts to unwrap her saree swiftly as if there's something valuable inside it. Within no time, both of them are naked while she's beneath him and looking up at his eyes stroking his cock gently and he's sucking her milk off from her breasts eagerly.

"Oh my god, I can't wait to have you inside me." she moans gesturing him to use his cock skills instead of tongue skills.

He grins and smiles widely and spreads her legs a bit and hits her mound with his cock a few times. She holds the sheets tightly feeling his cock sliding in slowly inside her pussy. He finds it a bit tight even though she's not even close to being a virgin. She holds his neck and pulls him towards her to hug him as he continues to push his cock inside her pussy exploring it.

"I wanted this so badly Harsha!" she whispers in his ears, "Yours is quite larger than his." she whimpers and can't even analyze what she's saying out of lust but he can clearly understand what she meant by that and it's turning him on more than anything.

"Tell me how much I am better than him, in making love to you and pleasuring you and making you happy." he whispers in her ears smooching her neck as he continues to pound her pussy unprotected.

"A lot! A fucking lot. You're the best and you're my brother." she says screaming a bit, but slowly as they're in house.

He takes a few breaths of satisfaction and raises his head, placing his hands around her breasts squeezing them gently. The milk starts to squirt on his face in a thin stream and falling back on her belly. After a few times, he brings his face closer to her and starts smooching her. She finds everything he does with her milk extremely turning on and starts to lick his face eagerly, blinded in lust. He finds it so new and kinky and falls beside her taking his cock out, a bit tired.

She gasps for air and smiles turning towards him, "You're so good at it!" she says raising up and spreading her thick thighs and sitting on his erect cock holding his shoulders.

The moonlight falls on her face and he can see a wild lust filled grin on her face, showing that this is the way she wanted her sex life to be. Her wide hips start to move on his cock making her moan as it almost hits deeper parts, but not yet. His hands squeeze her veiny breasts taking out the last few spurts of milk out on his face making it wetter. He pulls her and hugs her tightly as he raises his hips and starts thrusting faster, making his cock hit her spots inside pussy. With every thud he makes, she exhales on his face and whole body spasms making her lick his milk masked face. He holds her tightly as he's about to cum inside her and within a few thrusts, releases his load inside her, groaning and gasping heavily, but still holding her tightly. She screams softly and smooches his whole face and crashes beside him looking at ceiling, starting to have post-nut thoughts.

"I... I loved it." he gasps and turns towards her trying to kiss her cheeks and lips gently. She remains still, looking at ceiling.

"Didn't you like it?" he asks slowly feeling down a bit by her expression.

"I, just don't know if I can consider myself a pure woman after this! This is so wrong and a sin." She says softly looking at him.

"Oh come on, let's just consider that you emptied my balls and milked me and I returned the favor my emptying your breasts and milking you." he says shrugging off with a smile and kisses her.

"I wish I'm as free as you about this, but it'll have consequences, and complications." she says softly.

"Eh, we won't tell anyone about this, and you can trust me on this." he assures sternly.

She just smiles softly and kisses on his cheeks and closes her eyes regretting the path she took as she has no idea where that would lead her, ignoring the fact that she let him inseminate her while she's fertile and unprotected.