Incest Story of my sweet innocent didi

[Punjabi_prince90]

Update 19 - Her soft soles and long toes

I could still taste nav didi’s pussy in my mouth. Her pussy was tasty, and juicy. I could not open her legs and taste every centimeter of her vagina, but licking her clit gave me the taste of heaven. Her pussy’s aroma was something else. As soon as I slid her panty down, the aroma of didi’s pussy spread in the entire washroom. It was thick, and smelly. Actually, didi’s pussy was different from a normal desi pussy. There was no darkness on didi’s pussy. It was pale, and redish, and pinkish and orangish. I can’t explain the color but it was beautiful. Nav didi’s pussy was puffy and swollen. I felt the softness on my tongue. Didi’s pussy looked so beautiful struck in those meaty white thighs. 


I can never forgot that day when I lowered nav didi’s salwar and panty in the washroom and tasted her pussy while her husband-to-be and his family sat one room away. It was perhaps the best day of my life till now but for nav didi, it was totally different. 

Didi’s marriage was fixed. Next week, her husband-to-be and his family would come again to our house and make it official in the roka(unofficial betrothing) ceremony. Nav didi was upset and sad. She did not wanted to marry this guy and she was right about it. The guy was no match to this beautiful punjabi girl. Nav didi was no talking much to anyone. Though, she was being normal in front of her parents, I could see she is totally unhappy. 

I went to her room one night. “Please go aman! I am in the mood” didi said, lying on the bed with her face buried in the pillow. 

“I just want to talk didi” I replied and sat in the edge of the bed near her feet. God damn, these feet of hers would give me heart attack one day, I though as I touched nav didi gorgeous, clean feet. I softly massaged her pinkish soles and put my fingers between her long red-nail polished toes. “Listen to me didi”.

“I don’t want to! Please leave me alone” 

I got on top of her, removed the pillow and said, gazing in her eyes, “Shedding tears will not change anything. So stop crying and listening to me”. I locked my hands in didi’s hands. “Karan comes from an extremely rich family. Their house is three times the size of this house. They have luxury cars. They have more money you have ever seen”.


“I don’t care about money” nav didi replied.

“You DO! And you know that”. Stop lying bitch, we both know you drool on money. “Your father never gave you money to spent and thats why you made those ultra-rich boyfriends. So stop lying to yourself”. Nav didi did not had any word to speak because she knew what I said was totally true. “So listen to me carefully”. 

I kissed and smooched nav didi’s soft lips and said “When you will marry him, you will be free of your father. You will have the money. You can live your life without restriction”.

“He is arrogant and egoistic”.

“What does that matter didi? You will have his money. You will live a luxurious life and there will be no restrictions like you have in this house and…” I smiled and said “...you will be his wife for the world but in reality, you will be my wife. I will love you, fuck you and worship you all my life… didi you want to be my wife, right?”.

Her big beautiful eyes were shinning. Her breathes were heavy, which were making her mangoes go up and down. “I do”.

“You want me to fuck you roughly, and mercilessly like a cheap slut”

“I do”

“You want me to cum inside you”

“Yes, yes, I do”

“You want to make babies with me”

“I do”

“You want me to worship you”

“Yes aman, yes I do”

Next moment our lips were fighting each other. We were smooching wildly. We were rolling on the bed. Our tongues were in each others mouth and saliva was exchanging. Finally, we went out of the breathe.

“Did you like when I ate your pussy?” I asked.

“No” she replied smilingly. “I loved every second of it”.

“Do you want me to eat your choot again?”

“Yes aman, but not now”.

Her bitch mode won’t turn off ever. I know my dick is not far from her pussy. So i did not force. “Let me worship you another way” I said and moved down to her beautiful feet. 

I kissed her soles. They were neat and clean, and they were reddish-pink from the sides. I rubbed her soft soles on my cheeks and moved my lips on them. With my tongue, I licked her the soles, and bit them softly. I licked her toes as well. They were long, and red nail painted. First I sucked the thumb toe and then moved to others. One by one I sucked my beloved didi’s toes while massaging her soles with my fingers. 

“Your toes and soles are meant to be worshipped didi” Yes, they are… Indian women generally don’t have feet this beautiful. I took my dick out, which I was already stroking. I stood up, took both of her soft feet in my hands and rubbed them on my cheeks. Then I sandwiched my dick between her soles and started rubbing it.

“What are you doing aman?” Nav didi was surprised.

“You have the most beautiful feet didi… Your toes and soles make me crazy” I said as I rubbed my dick on her red-pinkish soles. 

Didi smiled “Really? I didn’t knew my feet are this beautiful”.

Lying bitch as usual. I kept on rubbing my dick on her soles. I have always been crazy for nav didi’s big and beautiful feet. I have fapped so many times on these feet, I though and took one her feet in my mouth and sucked it passionately. 

“Let me do it but first lock the door” didi said suddenly. My bitch is cautious. “Now come and lay here”.

I laid on the bed and nav didi sat on my side. She sandwiched my dick in her feet and started a footjob. “How do you know about footjob?” I was little surprised. 

“I know more than you could guess” Didi’s wicked smile was back. 

Her feet were massaging my dick. She was not that good in footjob as she is in handjob and blowjob, but it felt so good. Her soft soles rubbing my hard dick was a dream for me. I put my head back on a pillow and kept on the pleasure which I was receiving because of my sister’s footjob until I cummed on her toes.

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