Sexual Adventures Of My Sister – Part 1

This is a story of my sister’s adventures after she got married. I am a twenty eight year old guy and my sister is twenty six and half years old. She got married when she was twenty four.

When we were teenagers I used to fantasize about fucking my sister. I used to peep when she was bathing. I even used to touch her when she was asleep. I had a wish to fuck her brains out but I could never make myself to come to discuss this with her. I didn’t have the courage. I was afraid that she would tell my parents and I was in no state of even imagining what would happen if my parents knew.

After she got married she had to move to another town. My hopes of fucking her were pretty much out of the window. So I got back to working at a government office where I was hired just before her marriage. But after a few months I was totally glad to hear that I was being transferred to the town where my sister was living with her husband. Coincidentally my new office was close to her house. Just a mile or so. So I moved to the town where my stay was arranged just beside the office in government quarters.

I went to meet my sister where she and her husband were living with her father-in-law. Her mother-in-law had died before her marriage.

Anyway when I reached her house I was utterly surprised to see my sister because I hadn’t seen her in a long time and she looked so much more gorgeous than an year earlier. She had been getting more attractive since her marriage. By the way she is an above average looking girl and now with an ass that just won’t quit. She asked me to keep visiting regularly as her husband worked in another town three hours away and was home just for the weekends. I promised to do so and returned to my new home as quickly as possible and jerked off thinking of her ass.

So as promised I started visiting every other weekday in the evening after I finished work. I used to have dinner at her place and the return to my place. Every time I was there I used to find ways so that I could stare at her body without her knowing. This had gone for three months.

One evening after having dinner I decided to wait for a while and hope to grab a chance to watch more than her ass over the saree. It was 10:30pm when she had gone in her bedroom upstairs to slip into her night gown. I went near the bedroom door after a minute. The door wasn’t bolted from inside. In fact I could see the mirror through the gap. In the mirror I could see her removing her saree.I was very excited.

It had been almost ten years since I had seen her naked. I felt I could see her at least in her inner wear. But to my surprise and to my luck she wasn’t wearing any. I could see her perfect ass in the mirror. My cock was erect right away. I felt that that moment should never end. She put on her night gown. I ran downstairs and sat on the couch watching TV. She came and sat beside me. She didn’t say a word and kept texting on her phone, apparently to her husband. I was trying to stare at her boobs and was fascinated how they were pointing up even without a bra. I needed to jerk off so I went straight to the bathroom and did so quickly.

After returning from the bathroom I wished her good night and returned to my place. By the time I was back home, my erection was back. I masturbated once more and went to bed. In the morning when I was up I noticed my boxers were sticky. I had a wet dream of orgasmic proportions.

I couldn’t concentrate on my work at the office as the image of her ass from last night was flashing in front of me again and again. I needed to see her again. So I went to her house during the lunch break. I rang the bell. Her father-in-law opened the door. He told me that she had been out in the general store.

After a while she returned. She was very surprised to see me at this time of the day. I told her that I had an headache so I came here to relax for a while. She asked me to go lie on her bed upstairs. I did so. She arrived in the bedroom after a while, took her night gown, went to the bathroom and came back wearing it. She sat beside me on the bed and started massaging me on my forehead. It was a pleasurable sight to be so close to her boobs. I told her I needed to go to the bathroom. In the bathroom I jerked off. Afterwards I thanked her for the massage and went to work.

In the evening, after finishing work I went to her house as usual. The thought of her naked ass had not left my mind. I was wondering how I would be able to see her naked again when I realised, that her bedroom had a vent near the ceiling. I quickly went to her bedroom to make sure. Then to check if I could reach the vent from outside I went to the terrace. I noticed that there was a cantilever beam just below the vent. There is a big mango tree in the backyard of her house of which a couple of branches extended over the terrace. With little effort it was easily possible to climb up the branch to the beam below the vent. It was like everything just wanted to help me watch my sister naked without her knowing.

Later I had dinner with my sister and left. But not to my home but to her backyard. It was very dark back there. It was 10:30 pm. I waited a while for my eyes to get used to the dark and then proceeded towards the mango tree. My sister’s house was near the edge of the town. The jungle started at a walking distance from her backyard. And also the jungle had a big fence for preventing the wild animals from trespassing. So there was no worry of anyone coming from behind.

So I climbed the tree to reach the beam below the vent of her bedroom. The vent had an iron grill with an adjustment for three pieces of glass to be fit into it in a slanting manner. While the light was on it was impossible for a person inside to see anything through the vent in the night because of the darkness outside. In a way, I was carefree of being caught. So I just waited for my sister to come to the bedroom.

I knew she would be upstairs in the bedroom after watching the late night soap operas she liked.

I checked my phone when she arrived in the bedroom. It was 11:40 pm. I put my phone on a silent profile. And I just waited for her to change. Apparently she had put on her saree again when I returned for work. She sat in front of the mirror and started combing her hair. After finishing that she pressed the button to put on her computer. While the computer was starting up she set back and started undressing. My stomach started winding into a knot due to the excitement. In a flash there she was completely naked. No words could describe the perfection of her figure. She looked so beautiful, I must have missed a heartbeat. I started stroking my erect cock.

Just then she sat in front of the computer. But I could not see what she was doing on the computer as she sat facing the vent. By the way it was very uncomfortable sitting on the beam near the vent but the sight was just to much to complain about anything. I could have had a complaint about the direction of the computer screen but that problem was solved by a mirror hanging on the opposite wall. Fortunately there were quite a few mirrors in her bedroom. I was able to see the mirror image of the computer screen which was far more than nothing. I could not thank the God enough for the sight I was seeing in the mirror. My sister was watching porn. It was just an icing on the cake. Apparently it was a drawn porn. It was porn comics.

While watching it she pulled her heels up on the chair she was sitting on and spread her knees apart and started fingering herself ever so slowly. Simultaneously I was stroking my penis to the pleasant sight. This went on for another half an hour when her phone beeped. It was an SMS. She read the SMS and kept the phone aside. Then slowly she got up and shut down the PC. I wondered if her husband was to arrive because it was Friday night and he had weekends off. I thought my happiness would double if I got to watch some sex that night. So I waited impatiently.

She was putting some things in place when I heard a sound. It was like a single knock. Like a knock on an iron door. My heart was almost in my mouth when I realised that her house had an iron backdoor which was right below me. I couldn’t see who it was but I sure as hell was positive that it wasn’t her husband.

Then I relaxed a little bit after realising it was impossible for anyone to see me in that darkness. I suddenly envisioned a connection between the beep on her phone a couple minutes ago and the knock. I got very curious about my sister’s next move. She moved towards the window below the vent behind the computer and knocked on it twice. Something very perfectly planned was going on. This made me all the more excited.

After the double knock I heard the door open. There was no screeching sound of the door opening, just a little sound of something moving but I could make it out that it was the door because of the silence. Apparently the door hinges were well greased to prevent any noise in such a situation. Not that it would make any difference to the father-in-law sleeping in the room beside the living room. Her father-in-law can barely hear anything while he is awake, so him waking on hearing anything that low was off the charts.

Anyway the backdoor opened in the kitchen, the staircase alongside which led to her bedroom. She put the door latch open from the inside and lied on the bed which was parallel to the window and it’s head touched to the wall on the right hand side. Her pubic hair looked beautiful while she was lying on the bed.

The bedroom door opened slowly and a man stepped in. It was definitely not her husband. The man was quite old actually. I guessed in his early fifties may be if not more.

The man closed the latch behind him and just stood there. Suddenly I heard my sister talking. Not to the man but on the the phone. I noticed she was talking to her husband.She asked him at what time would he be home in the morning. I don’t know what he replied. She wished him good night and hung up and powered down the phone. All the while the man was standing still near the door. My sister lying naked on the bed beckoned him. Kind of like a queen. I was mesmerized by watching how obedient the man was. Because no sooner did my sister beckon him than he was on his toes. He stood right in front of the bed and started undressing. My sister was watching him without any expression.

After undressing, the man stood straight joining his feet and held his right arm upfront and started saying something. I couldn’t hear a thing what he said but it seemed like a pledge. My excitement was growing every second. My sister seemed like a dominant who had to be pledged in front of and never to be disobeyed. This wasn’t the reserve girl I had known since we were kids. This was some confident, mean, dominant woman whom people would die for.

So after the naked pledge, the man was waiting for next beck. His huge dick hung between his legs. I know his dick was bigger than mine.

Then my sister beckoned him with her fore and middle fingers of her right hand to come forward. The man did so. He slowly climbed up the bed and started kissing her from her right foot and was going upwards. When he reached her neck he moved his lips to her left and continued kissing her down to her left foot. It felt like some kind of routine.

Then he moved in between her legs and started licking her pussy. Every movement was slow. But my sister wasn’t even moaning. She had her eyes closed and that’s all. He licked her for at least ten minutes and she didn’t give a single moan. I never took my sister to be so strong. After the licking was done he slowly moved up. He picked the condom up from the table beside the bed, unpacked it and wore it on his dick. He pressed and licked my sister’s boobs for a minute or so.

Then he held his dick and slid it inside my sister’s pussy slowly. My sister’s eyes tightened, she grabbed the sheets with both her hands but she didn’t moan. The man started working his dick in and out. He kept doing this for another five minutes and slowly pulled his dick out. My sister opened her eyes and rolled over on her knees and palms. Again he put his enormous dick inside her and started repeating his slow in and out thrusts. Another five minutes and he reached his climax. My sister didn’t move.

After a slight pause he started his thrusts again just for a few seconds and pulled his dick out. My sister then lied down on her stomach and the man waited.

After a few seconds she beckoned the man to go. She didn’t even look at the man when she did this. The man then slowly climbed off the bed, took the condom off, grabbed the torn pack, got dressed and left. She was lying on her stomach and went to sleep that way. I had to go home as it was very late (1:15am) but waited for a while to make sure the man was gone.

On my way back home, I was finding it hard to believe what I saw. The pledge was the only time when any words were spoken. The man acted like a servant or like some male escort but I later found out that he was a neighbor. A respected person in the area. I just wondered how and when did she seduce this man.

My sister used this man for her sexual desires. Despite all the sex I saw, the biggest surprise for me was my sister’s so dominant “avatar”.

When I reached home, I needed a nice jerk off but I was tired. So I got completely naked, took a pillow and started dry humping it by keeping it between my dick and my bed. I ejaculated within seconds all my load on the pillow. Such was the night. Then I threw the pillow away and went to sleep thinking about the luckiest night of my life.

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