Incest Story of my sweet innocent didi

[Punjabi_prince90]

Update 9 - Underground parking

The rest of the day, me and didi not see each other. I was angry and so was didi. My plan was not going the way I wanted it to go. Didi was still resisting. May be I calculated wrongly. The mixture of force and seduction was not working. I was thinking, laying on my bed, what to do next. It was already 15 past 10 in the night. Then suddenly, my room’s door opened and it was didi. 


Nav didi looked a bit tensed. She sat near me on the chair and told me she wanted to talk.

“I love my image more than anything” she said. “Please don’t dent it aman. I want to be like this, always. I want to be this… this simple… not-like-other-girls image”.

I smiled. “Why are you so obsessed with this kind of image?”.

“Because everyone respects a girl with an image like this”. Didi being straight now. “No one respects a girl like Chasham”.

“But you also like sucking dick” I said as soon as she finished. She didi not reply. Just stared in my eyes. “You like sucking dicks didi… Chasham told me. And you love when someone touches you. You love when someone smooches you, press your boobs, and suck them. Tell me if I am wrong? Tell you didn’t like when you ex-boyfriend Sonu rubbed your pussy with his hand? Tell me didi”.

There was silence. Her face looked like an innocent girl who knew nothing. But then it changed to a serious one, and she said “Yes, I loved every aspect of this”. Then she snorted. “I would have let sonu fuck me too if my father had not found out about us”. 

I said nothing. Just laughed a little. “Wow didi… you have this gift. One minute you look like an innocent, cultured-victim girl and next minute, you sound like a dick hungry bitch”.

Didi did not reply instantly. “I don’t want you to grope or touch me in the kitchen or main room. Do you understand?” she said. 

“Okay but will you let me touch you in your room, or in here? In my room”. I bent forwards and touched her hand. 

Didi pulled it back and said “No”.

Now, this was again irritating. “Didi do you think I am giving you fake threats? Do you think I will not send that audio recording to you father?”.

“I am not saying that you are giving me fake threats” didi replied and held my hand to my surprise. She smiled and said “Give me some time to think”.

What kind of trick she was playing now? I was confused. She is a clever bitch. I know that. But then, something came in my mind and I said “Okay”.

Didi smiled and left. I have to make some changes in my plan.

*****

Next morning, I was ready to go to the college. Taya g was no where to be seen. May be she was on terrace, or outside, I don’t know but didi was in the kitchen. I went to the straight to the kitchen. 

Didi was not happy to see me. “Aman… we discussed this last night”.

Didi thought I came to force myself on her like I did yesterday but I didn’t. I smiled, stepped forward, held her hand, and kissed her on her cheek. “Just came to say I love you to you”. Didi was stunned. I took my lunchbox and went to the college. I came back in the evening and found didi, as usual, watching the TV sitting on the same sofa where I pressed her thigh yesterday. Didi was visibly worried. She might have thought I am going do the same stuff I did yesterday. But I held her hand and sat there doing nothing. Didi was confused. 

I repeated the same morning and evening gestures for next four days. I did not touch her except her hand. I did not talk about anything dirty either. Instead, we talked about life. We talked about future, marriage, Chandigarh, andCanada plans. I said “love you didi” more than I can count. She was slowly becoming normal too. 

I couldn’t see seducing and forcing working. So I was playing an emotional card. I was confessing my love and being nice with her and it was working. Well, it seemed it was working. Since this started, nav didi was terrified around me. So I was trying to make her not to be terrified around me because if she is terrified, then she won’t be opening her legs for me willingly. 

When you slaughter a sheep, you don’t show him the knife. If you do, the sheep will be terrified and his flesh will lose its flavour. 

I didn’t want my sheep, my beloved nav didi, my childhood love, to lose her flavour. Her sealed pussy was ready to be slaughtered by my dick and I wanted her pussy to be fresh, full of her juicy flavours. 

*****

A week has passed since I made nav didi find my fucking her bestie, Chasham. Today, I was going to make my next move. I know it was early but I was losing patience. I didn’t even touch my dick in these days. I want didi to touch it. 

It was saturday. I had already extracted a valuable piece of information from Chasham. Now, it was time to act. Nav didi was in her IELTS class till 3 pm. I took taya g’s car and went to the IELTS centre. I had already told nav didi that I will take her to pizza. She did declined my offer first but then agreed as she love pizza. 

I picked her up from the IELTS centre and drove to the mall. This is the very same mall where nav didi used to get a finger in her pussy. We were in the same underground parking where didi and her bestie used to suck their boyfriend’s dicks. I dropped her outside the mall and asked her to go to the pizza shop. Then I went to park the car in the underground parking.

I have a special plan. I parked the car deep inside the parking, in one of the dark corners which was almost out of the sight. There was no car in that side. Barely any car drove pass that corner.

This is the exact place where nav didi’s exboyfriend would park his car and then, didi and Chasham would suck their respective boyfriend’s dicks. This is the same place where nav didi where nav didi tasted the dick for first time. This is the same place where nav didi’s pussy was touched by someone. My dick was already fuming thinking about all the stuff. 

“My bitch is daring” I said to myself when I came out of the car. Though this place is in the dark and away from public, but still, it was a risk. Cars do pass from here, though not at regular interval. Damn, my sweet innocent sister sucked dick at this public place. She is daring. 

Then I went up, where nav didi was waiting for me.

Didi was looking gorgeous today. She was wearing a tight salwar kameez and a punjabi jutti in her feet. A rubber was holding her ponytail. Didi’s long black-brownish natural hair looked beautiful. Every guy in the mall was glancing towards didi, especially her big round butt. 

After finishing pizza, we came down to the underground parking. I could feel that nav didi was uncomfortable. “refresing memories?” I smiled as we were walking towards the car in the parking. Didi di not react but she was uncomfortable. 

“Where is the car aman?” she asked.

“Just on that corner” I said and we walked to the corner where the car was parked. “There it is” I pointed and smiled.

Nav didi looked at me and she was seemed quite uncomfortable. I could see on her face. She knew this place. We went inside the car and I locked the doors. Didi was sitting on the front seat with me. 

“You remember this place?” I asked. Nav didi nodded. I could see the sense of shame on her pretty face. “Do you remember what you and your slut best friend used to do here?”. Didi nodded again. She was avoiding my eyes because of the shame. Then, suddenly, I opened my jeans.

“What the hell are you doing?” Nav didi panicked immediately. Before she could say anything else, I pulled my dick out which was 50% hard at the moment. Didi was frightened by now. She looked at my dick and then outside, and then glanced towards me. “Please put it inside aman” she pleaded.

“Cool down didi”. I tried to grab her hand but she pulled it back. Didi tried to get out but the doors were locked. “This is not the first time you are seeing a dick didi… come on, you literally sucked dick at this very place almost every weekend for one year” I stated as I stroked my dick.

“I told you I need time”.

“I have given you enough time, now I want you to grab my dick in your hand”

“I won’t”

“Okay then I will send the audio to your father”. There was silence now. Didi looked in my eyes. I grabbed didi’s hand and felt it with my fingers. Didi’s hand was soft like silk. It was reddish-pale with longs beautiful fingers and each finger had red nail paint. Trust me, even my didi’s hand is enough to turn you on. I kissed didi’s hand and placed it on my dick. I looked in didi’s eyes and said “grab my lun didi”.Didi did as I said. She grabbed my dick which was getting hard now. “You know what to do with it didi, right?”

Didi started stroking slowly. My dick was growing in her hand and I could not believe it was really happening. My dick was looking so beautiful in her beautiful hand. Blood vessels in my dick were pumping. In next fews seconds, my dick got completely hard. It was big and long and thick. Didi was stroking it softly but she was not looking at my dick. 

Didi was sitting with her one leg on another and her face was turned in the other direction. I could only see her ponytail. 

“Look at my lun didi” I said. She did not respond. “Didi… look at my dick” I said again. This time she looked. Didi was angry, I could see on her face. “Is it big” I smiled. She didi not replied, just kept on looking towards my face. “Is it bigger than your ex-boyfriend’s dick?” I asked again. This time she nodded. 

Nav didi was stroking my dick very nicely and quite professionally too. She was going from top to down and then from down to top. Didi was also applying pressing pressure with her hand. It felt so good. 

“Do you like my dick didi?”

“Let’s go home aman, please” she pleaded. “Someone will see us”.

“No one will see us. Just keep doing it” I replied and didi kept on stroking my dick. 

Then suddenly a car passed by from behind and didi pulled her hand instantly. They wouldn’t have seen us but didi was frightened. “Please aman, lets go home” she pleaded again. “I will give you handjob when we reach home”.

That’s exactly what I wanted to hear. “Promise?”.

“Yes, promise”. Didi was frightened. “But let’s go home first”.

“Kiss my dick first”. I held my dick and waved it. Didi was silent. She was afraid. Once she glanced outside and then bent towards my dick over the gear box. She grabbed my dick with her both hands and kissed it on one side. Then on another side. 

Outside my dear didi was behaving different but inside she was definitely loving my thick dick. Then, I pulled my dick inside, started the car, and drove it towards the home. 

*****

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