Fantasy Chronicle of Kajal Aggarwal

[Krishan202]

Pooja looked at the bodyguards, "Pin her down, we haven't got all day," she ordered.


Before I could do anything Pooja yanked my leash and pulled me off the bed. A bodyguard picked me up and pinned my arms behind my back with one hand. He grabbed my chin and pointed my gaze in the direction of the bed, making me watch.


The other two bodyguards grabbed Nisha and pushed her face down into the pillows on the bed and pulled her ass up into the air, spreading her legs open. She screamed and tried to fight free, but they were too strong and she stood no chance.


The naked guy lined himself up with her ass, dribbled saliva onto his cock and pulled her panties to the side so he could slip into her like a prize bull claiming his female mate.


"Look Kajal," Pooja said, "Your sister is about to take a cock in the ass, against her will, because of you. How do you feel about that?"


"Fucking let her go," I shouted, trying to escape, "No! Don't do it. Not like this."


He started to push into her and she screamed and bucked, managing to shake him off.


"Stop!", shouted Pooja, just as he was about to push into her for a second attempt.


"Please. No," I begged, "Don't do it by force, she said she'd do it, but not like this, she's not even aroused properly yet. Remember your saying Miss Pooja, about it not being bang if she's wet."


"What are you suggesting?" asked Pooja.


"She needs foreplay, at least let her enjoy it."


"Hmmmmm, my boys don't do foreplay Kajal, and I'm not going to get her wet. So I guess that just leaves you."


"You sick bitch, she's my sister," I replied.


"I know she's your sister, but that's a great idea Kajal," said Pooja, more seriously, "Yes. I think you should get her nice and wet and then she can take it in the ass. He can use her pussy juice as lube. And we can film your incestuous acts, for our clients and kill two birds with one stone."


"I didn't mean me," I said, "Maybe Kate or Stacey could do it?"


"No they're busy girls," she said, dismissively "it's either you or I just let him fuck her cute little ass. It's your decision. I'll give you five minutes to talk it over with big sis."


She looked at the bodyguards and the naked guy and nodded. They let go of my sister and left the room with Pooja.


I jumped on the bed, untied her hands and hugged Nisha tight. She was sobbing into my chest and she put her arms around me.


"It's alright Nisha," I said softly, trying to reassure her, "we'll work this out, I promise."
I spent two minutes giving her an update on what had happened to me over the last few months and that we had to do as they said. I told her about my gangbang and bukkake and how I was scared to begin with, but grew to love it and almost crave it. I told her it would probably feel traumatic to begin with, but she should let herself go and enjoy it if she could.


"These people are sick," she said, "but I guess we have no choice."



"That's right, they can get to us and the rest of our family or loved ones," I explained, "We don't want anyone else dragging into this. At least we can cope with this sort of thing, we've been through a lot together."


"Yes we've been close for years sis," said Nisha, "but this is pushing boundaries, don't you think?"


We sat in silence for a moment. Each of us lost in our own thoughts of what we were about to do.


Nisha broke the brief silence.


"Do you know what to do? You know...how to get me going," she said, smiling coyly.


"For fucks sake Nisha, of course I do, I'm not you're baby sister anymore."


She laughed, "No. Apparently not from what you've just told me. And you like girls now too, by all accounts."


"I like both," I said, giggling, "I just didn't think it would be with my sister. Anyway you're a fine one to talk, you're the one who likes anal sex."


She blushed, "Only occasionally, but I do like the feeling, yes. Have you ever tried it?"


I screwed up my face, "No I haven't, the idea of it disgusts me."


"Thanks a lot," she chuckled, "so now you think I'm a dirty slut? It's nothing compared to what you've done."


"No I didn't mean it like that, we need to stick together, just try to go with it when I start touching you, this is fucked up to say the least."


"What's it like with another woman?" she asked, "I've never had sex with a woman before."


"Its soft and sensual," I said, "different than being with a man. I'll lead you and take control if you'd like. You know how to touch yourself, don't you?"


"Yes of course I do," she said, blushing again, "I can be a bit of a freak in the bedroom when I get going."


"Well touch me, how you like to be touched and you won't go too far wrong, I'll guide you."


Before she could say anything else, the door opened and the group returned with Pooja. She had the three bodyguards and all three naked men from earlier.


"Well?" she asked, "What's it to be?"


"I'll do it," I said, looking across to my sister.


"Do what?" asked Pooja, merely wanting me to say it out loud.


"I'll get her going for you,"


"Get her going? I don't understand Kajal, what do you mean exactly?"


"I'll get my sisters pussy wet, so you can have your guys fuck her in the ass," I almost shouted it at her, "Is that what you want to hear?"


"That's better," she smirked, "this I have to see."


She sat in one of the leather arm chairs facing the bed. The body guards stood near the door and the three naked men sat on the floor, at Pooja's feet.





"Get started then," she said, waving her arms at me.


"Are you going to watch?" asked Nisha.


"You bet your ass, I'm going to watch," she replied, excitedly, "the bitch sisters making love together, I wouldn't miss this for the world."


"Sick fuck," I said.


"Get on with it."


I gestured for Nisha to stand up in front of the bed facing Pooja. She followed my instructions, standing with her arms folded over her breasts, obviously feeling embarrassed at having an audience. I stood behind her and gently made her drop her arms by her side. She looked vulnerable and shy, as I moved closer behind her. I removed her dog collar and brushed her long, dark hair behind her ear. She flinched slightly as I nuzzled behind her ear and kissed her neck ever so softly. I traced down her bare arm with the back of my fingers and then back up to her shoulder. I continued kissing her neck, inhaling her perfume and feeling her warm skin against my lips. She responded with a soft moan.


"It's ok sis," I whispered in her ear, "just go with it."


She closed her eyes and leant her head back to expose more of her neck.


I kissed further round, onto her collar bone and looked down her top at her heaving chest. Her boobs were a lot bigger than mine, but still very pert. They were round and hung under her top, defying gravity. I slipped both my hands down to her waist and slowly worked them up towards her boobs. I stopped short and went back down across her belly to her waist band, teasing her. She responded by reaching behind me and stroking my ass. Her touch was soft, as a woman's touch should be, it felt nice and I tried to block out that she was my sister.


I continued kissing her neck , as I slowly slipped my fingertips inside the waistband of her panties. She gasped, thinking I was going straight for the prize, but I slipped them back out and up towards her breasts again. My nails lightly caught the underside of her boobs and she shivered. I worked back down to her knickers again as she gripped my butt cheek gently and squeezed.


To say, this was turning me on, was an understatement. It felt incredibly hot, but also so wrong at the same time. Hearing her moan at my touch and imagining what was happening inside her underwear was driving me crazy.


I stopped kissing her and looked her in the eye.


"Do you like it?" I whispered, "Does it feel nice, when I touch you?"





She nodded and reached her hand round the back of my neck pulling me closer. She kissed me softly on the lips, the way sisters shouldn't kiss. Her lips were plump and soft and felt amazing against mine. My hands tracked up her belly and gently brushed against the sides of her breasts through the vest top. I kept going as her tongue found my lips and forced its way in, encircling my own tongue.


My fingers found the straps to her vest top and I slowly thumbed them off her shoulders and let go, letting it slip down her body and fall at her feet. Her boobs stuck out, big and round and soft. She sighed as I moved my hands down and traced the outline of them, teasing her some more. I dropped my hands back down to her underwear and slipped them in again, further this time, but not enough to reach her womanhood.


She stopped kissing me and pulled away a little, looking at me with lustful eyes.


"Please," she said, "Touch me there."


I moved my hands back up to her breasts and smiled at her.


"Patience," I whispered, cupping her tits in both hands and feeling how truly magnificent they were.


They were heavy and warm, so soft, with large pink nipples, almost pointing at the ceiling.


She gasped at my sudden attention on her breasts and arched her back and started kissing me more passionately. I pulled away and put my finger on her lips.


"Slow and gentle sis, " I said softly, "don't rush it."


"Fuck, you're good at this," she panted, "I want you to touch me, so badly."


I kissed her softly and cupped her boobs once more, gently lifting them and caressing them, enjoying her shape and feel. I could feel my knickers getting wet and she hadn't even touched me yet.


Her tongue explored my mouth as I dropped one hand lower and into her waistband again.


"Yes touch me," she pleaded, "feel what you've done to me."


I could feel the heat coming up from her pussy and knew she was soaked. Nisha tried to push my hand into her panties, running out of patience at the anticipation.


I pulled my hand back out, turned in front of her and pushed her backwards onto the bed, landing on top of her. I pinned her arms by her sides and put my knee between her thighs forcing them apart. I kissed her hard on the mouth and rubbed my knee into her wet crotch, before lowering my head and taking her nipple in my mouth. I sucked and licked gently, swapping from left to right enjoying the taste of girl sweat from her skin. She gasped, threw her head back and started grinding her panty clad pussy onto my leg. She fought her hands free and grabbed at my vest pulling it over my head and exposing my tits right in front of her face. She wasted no time in cupping them and sucking on my nipples.


"Holy fuck sis," I gasped, "yeeeaaahhh that's it, suck my titties."


I moved my wet leg from between her legs and slipped my hand straight into her panties and down onto her overheating cunt. She was soaking wet and her hips rose to meet my touch. I found her throbbing clit straight away and started rubbing slowly.


"Shit sis," she said, "this is so wrong."


"Want me to stop?" I asked.


"Fuck no, keep rubbing me."


I continued my assault inside her knickers, as she sucked and fondled my naked boobs.


"You pair of dirty fucking bitches," came a voice from behind me.





It was Pooja. I had forgotten she was there, we were so into each other. We both turned to look at her. She was sitting in the chair one hand down the front of her skirt. She looked slutty as hell and was obviously getting off to our little show. We both giggled and got back to pleasuring each other.


"Show your sister how good you are at licking pussy Kajal," she said.


Nisha stopped and looked up at me from under my breasts.


"Do you want to?" she asked, "I don't mind." She slipped her hands under her ass and peeled off her sodden knickers, slowly and passed them to me.


"You've made my underwear all soggy," she laughed.


Wow her panties were wet. I held them to my nose and inhaled my sister pussy scent, deeply. She smelt so fucking hot. I threw them at Pooja and watched her do the same. I sat up on the bed and removed my own wet panties and pushed them, gusset first into my sisters open mouth. She looked apprehensive at first, but sucked on the material and seemed instantly in love with my taste. She took them out and held them in her hand smelling me, before dropping them onto the floor.


"Eat me," she begged, "eat my cunt."


My own pussy was throbbing and dying for attention, so it seemed only fair to straddle her face in a 69 position. At first she shied away from my womanhood and I thought she didn't quite know what to do with it.


"Just do what I do," I said, bending down to tease the inside of her thighs with my tongue and lips.





She copied me and I felt her warm breath and mouth inches from my pussy. I went closer, grazing her clit and waited to feel her do the same. She did, it was like I was teasing myself, not just her. I licked up the sides of her glistening slit, over her clit and back down the other side to her ass. She tasted so good, sweet and musky. She did the same to me and I moaned with pleasure.