24-06-2020, 08:36 PM
Anita’s point of view:
Coming to our story: We were quite normal sisters. Since being of the same age we were more like friends than sisters. We were very open with each other; we would talk about boys, fantasies, anything and everything. We were attracted to each other but we never expressed it. This was the one thing which we hid but not for long.
Till we attained puberty everything seemed normal and so crystal clear. But, once we attained puberty the hormones started playing a big role. I started to get attracted to boys. However, the uncommon thing was I was getting more attracted to Sandya and the females of the house and around me. I was embracing Sandya more often, kissing her on the cheeks trying to fondle her boobs stealthily; so as to not raise any suspicion about my actions. I learned masturbating from one of my friends and used to do it regularly to satisfy my sexual urge. In the nights I used to hug Sandya very tightly and sleep.
By the days my as my sexual urge grew my action grew bold. When Sandya was asleep; thinking she was a heavy sleeper, I used to rub my crotch with her hand and lick my juice of her fingers. I used to peep when she bathed. I always bathed after her so that I can smell her used clothes and masturbate. Sometimes I used to masturbate with carrots, cucumber and sometimes with the smooth bamboo face brush.
Interrupting Anita, Chetan asked Sandya, “Sandya, when did you come to know about it?”
Sadnya,” I knew all this from the day one. Even I used to peep while Anita used to bath. And the evenings when Anita used to spend long time in the toilet. I knew her timings and I also used my cell too.”
Chetan, “cell phone, for what?”
Sandya, “I used to put the cell phone in a rubber pouch and used to put it in between my pussy lips and wear clothes upon concealing it and to hold it in place. I used to change the tone to vibration and gave it miss calls with Anita’s cell while peeped on her masturbation sessions.”
Then again Anita started by saying, “yeah! this bitch knew everything but never told me until one day.”
Continuing the narration, Anita spoke: I remember one weekend when it all started, till now I used to spy on her but on this day it all chanced. On that day no one was at home except me and Sandya. I lying on a mat and watching my favourite serial. When Sandya came in half saree exposing her navel and beautiful rear-end to my wild eyes. She chooses to sit in her usual spot on the sofa and began playing with her mobile. I craned my head to see what she was doing. She was too involved in playing the game that she never cared to sit properly, which provided me a good view of her hot legs and a little portion of her inner thigh.
Getting me back to my senses, the sound rain drops falling making me realize that it is raining heavily outside. Getting up to bring the clothes from the back yard, which were hung on a rope for drying. I ran and got back the clothes; while putting them on the sofa beside Sandya, my eyes went down to her chest. She was not wearing a bra and her low cut blouse revealing her perfect breast to the world. I was horny thinking about them.
I was so lost that I would have died of heart attack, when Sandya looking at me with intent, she asked me, “do you like what you are seeing?” My face turned red on being busted. My brain was dazed and I nodded a bewildered “yes.” I saw Sandya getting on her knees still on sofa and then felt her finger brush my salwar covered crotch to my butt. I gasped and took in a lungful of air, still stunned. I was breathing heavily and swallowing loudly. Before I could react any further Sandya jumped to my side and untied my salwar knot and slid my wet panties down. I felt the cool air go to my pussy soothingly, giving me Goosebumps. The famine scent of aroused girl filled the air. Sandya taking a long, slow sniff; she moaned in pleasure. The sight of her sniffing my pussy aroused me immensely.
Coming to our story: We were quite normal sisters. Since being of the same age we were more like friends than sisters. We were very open with each other; we would talk about boys, fantasies, anything and everything. We were attracted to each other but we never expressed it. This was the one thing which we hid but not for long.
Till we attained puberty everything seemed normal and so crystal clear. But, once we attained puberty the hormones started playing a big role. I started to get attracted to boys. However, the uncommon thing was I was getting more attracted to Sandya and the females of the house and around me. I was embracing Sandya more often, kissing her on the cheeks trying to fondle her boobs stealthily; so as to not raise any suspicion about my actions. I learned masturbating from one of my friends and used to do it regularly to satisfy my sexual urge. In the nights I used to hug Sandya very tightly and sleep.
By the days my as my sexual urge grew my action grew bold. When Sandya was asleep; thinking she was a heavy sleeper, I used to rub my crotch with her hand and lick my juice of her fingers. I used to peep when she bathed. I always bathed after her so that I can smell her used clothes and masturbate. Sometimes I used to masturbate with carrots, cucumber and sometimes with the smooth bamboo face brush.
Interrupting Anita, Chetan asked Sandya, “Sandya, when did you come to know about it?”
Sadnya,” I knew all this from the day one. Even I used to peep while Anita used to bath. And the evenings when Anita used to spend long time in the toilet. I knew her timings and I also used my cell too.”
Chetan, “cell phone, for what?”
Sandya, “I used to put the cell phone in a rubber pouch and used to put it in between my pussy lips and wear clothes upon concealing it and to hold it in place. I used to change the tone to vibration and gave it miss calls with Anita’s cell while peeped on her masturbation sessions.”
Then again Anita started by saying, “yeah! this bitch knew everything but never told me until one day.”
Continuing the narration, Anita spoke: I remember one weekend when it all started, till now I used to spy on her but on this day it all chanced. On that day no one was at home except me and Sandya. I lying on a mat and watching my favourite serial. When Sandya came in half saree exposing her navel and beautiful rear-end to my wild eyes. She chooses to sit in her usual spot on the sofa and began playing with her mobile. I craned my head to see what she was doing. She was too involved in playing the game that she never cared to sit properly, which provided me a good view of her hot legs and a little portion of her inner thigh.
Getting me back to my senses, the sound rain drops falling making me realize that it is raining heavily outside. Getting up to bring the clothes from the back yard, which were hung on a rope for drying. I ran and got back the clothes; while putting them on the sofa beside Sandya, my eyes went down to her chest. She was not wearing a bra and her low cut blouse revealing her perfect breast to the world. I was horny thinking about them.
I was so lost that I would have died of heart attack, when Sandya looking at me with intent, she asked me, “do you like what you are seeing?” My face turned red on being busted. My brain was dazed and I nodded a bewildered “yes.” I saw Sandya getting on her knees still on sofa and then felt her finger brush my salwar covered crotch to my butt. I gasped and took in a lungful of air, still stunned. I was breathing heavily and swallowing loudly. Before I could react any further Sandya jumped to my side and untied my salwar knot and slid my wet panties down. I felt the cool air go to my pussy soothingly, giving me Goosebumps. The famine scent of aroused girl filled the air. Sandya taking a long, slow sniff; she moaned in pleasure. The sight of her sniffing my pussy aroused me immensely.
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