Incest Little sis Anjali

[prasannas2001]

Entering into the next phase of Seduction of Anjali's beautiful friend Neetu



By 7:30 PM, the living room had transformed into a cozy haven of laughter and secrets between Anjali, her brother Rohan, and their friend Neetu.
 
The shadows from the dim lighting danced across the walls, reflecting their growing comfort with one another.
 
Anjali glanced at the clock, the moment ripe for a culinary adventure to fuel their spirited sleepover.
 
“Time for a dinner spread, everyone! Let’s make some crispy pizza rolls, garlic bread bites, and oh, definitely more chocolate-dipped strawberries. Our parents stocked the kitchen beautifully, and I see no reason to venture out into the night,” she declared, a mischievous glimmer in her eye.
 
Neetu’s eyes sparkled with excitement, her anticipation palpable. “Count me in!” she exclaimed, clapping her hands together like a child on Christmas morning, her enthusiasm infectious.
 
Rohan, ever the helpful one, offered to handle the heating while the girls tidied the snack mess.
 
They migrated to the open kitchen area, the savory aromas of their chosen dishes blending with the lingering scent of the movie they had just watched, igniting flirty conversations filled with playful banter.
 
The savory and sweet aromas clung to the air as the group reconvened around the low coffee table in the center of the living room.
 
Plates were piled high with cheesy indulgences, and glasses of chilled soda glistened in the dim, ambient light that made the room feel like a cavern of secrets.
 
They sat in a loose circle on soft floor cushions, the arrangement natural but intimate, their knees occasionally grazing as they shifted positions to get comfortable.
 
As the soft light caught Neetu’s fair skin and the subtle sheen of her black kurti, Anjali felt a rush of playful energy surge through her.
 
Anjali broke the comfortable silence, her voice taking on a playful, sugary tone. "You know what we need to really seal the deal on this sleepover? A tradition. We invent one right now."
 
She looked between the two of them, her eyes heavy-lidded with amusement. "Dinner rules. First, we tell a naughty joke. Something spicy, before savoring a bite of their food, followed by taking turns feeding the others a treat.”

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“Let’s keep it cheeky yet sweet, nothing too wild, just enough to tickle our funny bones,” Anjali encouraged, wanting to ensure Neetu felt comfortable as the circle began.
 
Neetu laughed, a throaty sound that seemed to vibrate right through the silence. "I love it. I'm ready to be fed."
 
Anjali turned her gaze toward Neetu, a mischievous grin spreading across her lips.
 
She picked up a piece of hot, crispy pizza roll, the cheese stretching like amber webbing between her fingers. She blew on it gently, her movements slow and deliberate, before leaning in close.
 
"Okay, my turn. Why did the banana go to the doctor?" Anjali paused for effect, her eyes sparkling with challenge. "Because it wasn't peeling well. Get it? Naughty peel?"
 
Neetu groaned, covering her mouth to hide her laughter, but her shoulders shook. "Oh, Anjali, you are impossible."
 
Anjali picked up a warm pizza roll, blowing gently on it before presenting it to her friend.
 
"Feeding time…" Anjali commanded softly, while holding the warm roll to Neetu's lips.
 
Neetu took a hesitant breath, her gaze locking onto Anjali's for a heartbeat before she parted her mouth. As she took the bite, their fingers brushed.
 
The contact sent a tiny spark of electricity between them, a fleeting touch that lingered longer than necessary on Neetu's fingertips.
 
She chewed slowly, savoring the warmth, her eyes never leaving Anjali’s.
 
"Your turn," Anjali said, her voice husky, pushing the pizza roll away. "You have to top that, Neetu."
 
Neetu looked around the circle, her eyes tracing the lines of Rohan’s jaw before settling back on Anjali.
 
She licked her lips, a slow, deliberate swipe that drew Rohan’s attention instantly. She reached for a chocolate-dipped strawberry, the dark chocolate glistening against the red fruit.
 
"Alright," Neetu purred, holding the berry to Anjali's mouth. "What did one nut say to the other? It’s hard being a nut sometimes."
 
Anjali laughed, a bright, uninhibited sound, as she took the berry.
 
The juice was sweet and cool on her tongue, contrasting sharply with the heat radiating from Neetu.
 
She ran her tongue over her lower lip, catching a stray drop of chocolate, her eyes fluttering shut for a second as she savored it.
 
When she opened her eyes, the air between them felt heavy, charged with a shared intimacy that went far beyond friendship.

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Rohan shifted on his cushion, the friction sending a wave of arousal through him. He watched Neetu, his gaze intense, as she fed Anjali.
 
The sight of her full lips wrapping around the berry, the way her tongue darted out to clean her lips, it was a picture of pure sensuality, and it was directed squarely at his sister.
 
He is waiting for those luscious lips wrapping around his hard dick. He know that is going to happen and he is going to get her, his anticipation increasing rapidly.
 
He could not stop thinking about touching her lips. So with a determination, he made his next move.
 
"Alright, my turn," Rohan said, his voice steady but lower than before, dropping an octave that seemed to vibrate against their skin.
 
He reached for a piece of garlic bread, the buttery crust still warm and golden.
 
He looked at Anjali first, a playful glint in his eyes. "Why don't eggs tell jokes? Because they'd crack up."
 
He winked, and the double entendre landed perfectly, sending another wave of laughter through the girls.
 
Neetu, her posture relaxed and filled with warmth, leaned slightly closer, her laughter vibrating in the air.
 
Anjali snorted, a sound that morphed into a giggle as Rohan held the bread out to her. "That's... actually kind of cute, Rohan."
 
"Feed me, my dear brother," she teased, leaning in.
 
Rohan passed the bread to her, but instead of letting her take it from his hand, he held it there, his thumb pressing against her cheekbone.
 
His touch was warm, grounding, but the intent was clear. Anjali took a bite, her teeth grazing his fingertips, a playful nip that made him smirk.
 
He pulled his hand back, but the lingering warmth remained.
 
Then, he turned to Neetu. The air seemed to thin in the room, the sounds of the television fading into the background as he focused entirely on her.

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Rohan reached for another chocolate-dipped strawberry, selecting a particularly large, red one. “And how about you, my dear?”
 
He said, offering her a plump chocolate-dipped strawberry.  
 
"For the guest of honor." He held it to Neetu’s lips. "Open up."
 
Neetu leaned in, her eyes half-lidded. As she took the fruit, Rohan’s thumb brushed against her lower lip. It wasn't a brush; it was a stroke.
 
He lingered there, his thumb pressing gently against the softness of her lip, tracing the line of her mouth.
 
He didn't wipe away the chocolate; instead, he rubbed his thumb against her lip, smearing the chocolate, gathering the moisture.
 
It was an intimate act, performed with a casual grace that belied the intensity of the moment.
 
His gaze dropped to her lips, then back up to her eyes.
 
The unspoken question hung in the air, Do you feel that?, before he finally pulled his hand back, but not before letting his thumb linger on her chin for a moment longer.
 
Neetu didn't pull away. She looked up at him, her eyes dark with desire. "You're good at that," she whispered.
 
"So are you," Rohan replied, his voice deep and rough.
 
The air in the room felt like it was on fire.
 
The game seemed to have lost its purpose, replaced by a primal need to touch, to taste, to feel.
 
They sat there, frozen in the moment, the food forgotten, the jokes forgotten.
 
The only thing that mattered was the electricity crackling between them, the sweet taste of chocolate on their tongues
 
Anjali watched the subtle exchanges, a knowing that his lovely brother is slowly seducing Neetu, excited her and a smirk playing on her lips.
 
“Well, it seems we have a rather delicious dynamic here,” she teased, lightening the mood but also sensing the building tension.
 
“Rohan, I better not catch you stealing Neetu away from our pizza party!” She knew they have successfully executed so far and Neetu is going to get Rohan’s cock in her tonight.
 
She is going to see a live show tonight.
 
“Oh, please, you both know I’d need a huge slice to compete!” Rohan joked back, throwing a wink at Neetu, whose laughter bubbled up, filling the cozy space.
 
The evening continued with shared laughter and flirtatious jokes, each delicious bite tasting more decadent as their camaraderie deepened under the gentle glow of the room.
 
The playful energy wove an invisible thread of connection among them, as the line between friendship and something more began to blur, filling the air with anticipation and the sweetness of unspoken words.
 
Dinner stretched luxuriously for nearly an hour, plates emptying amid endless laughter and second helpings, the naughty jokes escalating just enough to add a flirtatious undercurrent.
 
Neetu's final one about a "steamy" coffee date turning literal with a spilled latte prompting Rohan to quip back about "hot buns" via the fresh bread, while the feeding ritual built tactile familiarity.
 
Rohan's touches on Neetu's lips becoming a subtle highlight that she met with easy smiles, her guard fully dissolved in the fun.
 


Another phase in seducing Neetu has been successfully completed...
 

[Rakul1985]

Hmm story is building up.
It doesn't look intimate or sensuous yet.
Neetu and Anjali are not feeling wet in pussy or removed any clothe piece as a challenge.

[jiivajothii]

The game is just started

[prasannas2001]

Hmm story is building up.
It doesn't look intimate or sensuous yet.
Neetu and Anjali are not feeling wet in pussy or removed any clothe piece as a challenge.

Thank you.

[prasannas2001]

The game is just started

Thank you

[prasannas2001]

Taking Neetu to the bedroom



As the echoes of their filthy sex joke rounds faded into sated laughter, with empty plates stacked aside and the coffee table a testament to their uninhibited dinner fun, Anjali stretched dramatically on her cushion and proposed the perfect next step to cap the evening's high.
 
"Dinner demolished, let's take this party to my parents' room for that epic pillow fort we talked about; their king's bed is a playground, and we can light scented candles for ultimate sleepover glow without feeling like kids,"
 
Anjali said casually, extending a hand to pull Neetu up first, the invitation feeling as natural as breathing after hours of bonding.
 
Neetu sprang to her feet with enthusiasm, her fair skin still tinged pink from the jokes, magnificent breasts bouncing lightly under the black kurti as Neetu agreed, "Yes! Fort time, I've needed this unwind since forever," completely immersed in the carefree vibe with no inkling of orchestration.
 
Rohan gathered blankets and pillows trailing behind, he knew this is all going in his favor. Neetu herself walking happily into the bedroom without knowing what is in her friend’s and her friend’s brother’s mind.
 
He knew he is going slowly remove her kurta and all her coverings and he would finally get to explore every inch of her body, to taste her body for the first time.
 
He know she is a virgin so as he, and he is very excited to see how their first experience would be.
 
The trio padding upstairs to the spacious master bedroom where the massive bed dominated, floor-to-ceiling windows dbangd for privacy, and a faint vanilla scent from earlier candles lingering.
 
They dove into fort-building with childlike glee, piling king-sized pillows into walls, dbanging soft throws for a roof, and tucking fairy lights inside for a magical cocoon effect.
 
Neetu giggling as she fluffed a body pillow, Anjali "accidentally" toppling one onto Rohan for playful wrestling.
 
The physical jostling normalizing close contact as bodies brushed in the cramped construction zone.
 
Once complete, they crawled inside the glowing haven, cross-legged in a triangle on the plush comforter, Anjali lighting fresh scented candles that danced shadows over Neetu's wonderful features and full breasts, the air thick with relaxation.

[Ajay Kailash]

Let Rohan record his sex with her and Play it in their tv

[prasannas2001]

Let Rohan record his sex with her and Play it in their tv

Hi Ajay, I am not sure that is allowed in this site or not. I have to be carefully make sure this is not blackmail and any thing she don't want to do. 

That is why earlier in the story, Anjali confirms with Rohan, if Neetu says No at any point of time, we should stop there.  That is important as this should not look like something Neetu does not want. Else this will be a violation of this site rules and guidelines .

[prasannas2001]

 
Anjali, with a mischievous glint in her eyes, was eager to see where the night would lead. She had a plan, a carefully orchestrated sequence of events, and she was determined to see it through.
 
Her heart raced with anticipation, knowing that her brother, Rohan, was in on it. They had discussed this, and she could feel his excitement through their silent exchange of glances.
 
As they finished building the fort, they crawled inside, their bodies pressed close in the confined space.
 
The warmth of their bodies, the scent of their skin, and the softness of the pillows created an intimate atmosphere.
 
Neetu's heart raced as she felt Rohan's breath on her neck, his fingers brushing against hers. She was nervous, yet excited, her body tingling with anticipation.
 
Anjali started the mini-games, and the tension in the room began to build. Rohan planned with Anjali about this, the games are a pretext, a way to get closer, to touch, and to feel.
 
Neetu's heart fluttered as she engaged in thumb wars, her fingers interlocking with Anjali's. The physical contact, the laughter, and the playful banter were intoxicating.
 
She felt a rush of confidence, a sense of empowerment as she won rounds and shed items, her clothes coming off layer by layer.
 
Rohan's heart pounded as he watched Neetu, her magnificent breasts bouncing lightly under her kurti, her fair skin glowing in the candlelight.
 
He could barely contain his desire, his body aching for her touch.
 
He could feel the heat radiating from Neetu's body with that proximity, the softness of her skin, and he was ready to take the next step.
 
As the trio settled into the fort, the air thick with anticipation, Anjali initiated the first game with a mischievous smile. "Fort rules: mini-games to claim territory," she declared, starting with thumb wars.
 
"Neetu versus Anjali first," she announced, her eyes gleaming with excitement. Neetu, her heart pounding, agreed with a nod, her fair skin still tinged pink from the earlier laughter.
 
She felt a flutter of nerves, but also a thrill of excitement. She was ready to play.
 
Anjali extended her hand, and Neetu placed her own on top, their palms pressing together. Their fingers intertwined, and they began the game, their thumbs battling fiercely.
 
Neetu's heart raced as she felt the strength of Anjali's grip, the warmth of her skin. She was determined to win, to claim her territory.

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The game was intense, their thumbs wrestling for dominance, their laughter filling the room.
 
Neetu's breath hitched as she finally won, her thumb pinning Anjali's down.
 
Neetu is winning or Anjali is losing as planned, as she want Neetu to play these games with Rohan as well without any hesitation.
 
So, she wants Neetu to win this game to build some confidence. This one of their pre-planned stage. "Gotcha!" Neetu exclaimed, her voice filled with triumph. Anjali laughed, conceding defeat.
 
So, the winner get to tickle the loser for 10 seconds on their sides. Neetu tickled Anjali with confidence and naughty smile.
 
Rohan watched from the sidelines, his heart pounding in his chest.
 
He felt a rush of desire as he saw Neetu's fingers intertwined with Anjali's, her fair skin glowing in the candlelight.
 
He imagined his own hands on her, his thumbs battling with hers, their bodies pressed close. He could barely contain his excitement, his body aching for her touch.
 
As the game moved to the next round, Neetu being the winner and Rohan were paired against each other.
 
Rohan extended his hand, and Neetu placed hers on top, their palms pressing together. The moment their fingers intertwined, Rohan felt a jolt of electricity.
 
He could feel the softness of her skin, the warmth of her body, and his heart raced. He imagined his hands exploring her body, he is battling with hers in a real sex war.
 
He was ready to claim his territory, to taste her lips, and to feel her skin against his.
 
Neetu felt a flutter of nerves as she engaged in the thumb war with Rohan.
 
She could feel the strength of his grip, the warmth of his skin, and her heart raced.
 
She was nervous, yet excited, her body tingling with anticipation.
 
The game was intense, their thumbs wrestling for dominance, their laughter filling the room.
 
Neetu's breath hitched as she felt Rohan's thumb press against hers, their bodies brushing close.
 
She could feel the heat radiating from his body, the softness of his skin, and she was ready to take the next step.
 
Finally Rohan lost the game making her win, as planned earlier to make her feel confident.
 
Once she is confident she will accept for the next stage rules.
 
As she won, she can tickle him 10-second on his sides.
 
She felt nerves for a min, but she continued and tickled him that had him squirming delightfully, she came close to him to do that.
 
He had to try hard not to pull her close and kiss her lips, all framed as silly revenge with zero pressure.
 
 
 

[mulaikallan]

Hi Ajay, I am not sure that is allowed in this site or not. I have to be carefully make sure this is not blackmail and any thing she don't want to do. 

That is why earlier in the story, Anjali confirms with Rohan, if Neetu says No at any point of time, we should stop there.  That is important as this should not look like something Neetu does not want. Else this will be a violation of this site rules and guidelines .

No rules like that

[prasannas2001]

No rules like that

That opens up lots of possibilities. I was under impression, we should not write anything that is against the lady. That is why I have been very careful not to do anything against her will. 

So, just to be clear, is blackmail allowed? 

[mulaikallan]

That opens up lots of possibilities. I was under impression, we should not write anything that is against the lady. That is why I have been very careful not to do anything against her will. 

So, just to be clear, is blackmail allowed? 

I have read many stories in bang, blackmail, bdsm etc. only restrictions is all age should be more than 18.

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Neetu

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Anjali

[prasannas2001]

I have read many stories in bang, blackmail, bdsm etc. only restrictions is all age should be more than 18.

That is perfect. Thank you very much. This opens up a wonderful opportunities. Actually this story might have be totally different from the beginning. I missed that opportunity. 

Well, we are here now, I will change the direction to add all those things to make it more interesting. 

Thank you for letting me know.

[prasannas2001]

I have read many stories in bang, blackmail, bdsm etc. only restrictions is all age should be more than 18.

If you don't mind, can you please give me some links? if not here, you can send me a direct message. I want see what are all allowed based on those stories.