Incest Indian sister and brothers

[neerathemall]

Sex became a daily routine for us. I was in her room every night. We started trying different ways. We started becoming bolder as days went by. We started having sex even in broad daylight. She even stopped wearing undergarments around the house. We used to have sex even when my parents were downstairs. I never had to masturbate all those years. During her final year in college we stopped using condom, and she started taking pills instead. I used to fill her holes up each and every day.

After her college, we couldn’t be together often, but we never missed a chance we got. We understood that we can’t live together and has to marry someone else. We didn’t want to hurt our families and decided to stop after one of us gets married. She was okay with it. Soon her parents found her a match and fixed her marriage. She was sad, very sad. And we ended up having sex on the day night before her marriage and on the day of her marriage.

We tried not to engage in a physical relation after her marriage, but some things cannot change. Two months after her marriage I ended up fucking her while her husband was out. We accepted the fact that we can never stop. I started visiting her frequently and soon I ended up knocking her up. She was pregnant with my child. She gave birth to healthy baby boy. While everyone congratulated her husband, I and Neha knew who the real dad was.

And now I lie here, next to her. She has two children. Two kids which I fathered. To the world, I and Neha are sweet brother and sister. Only we know what our relation is. And all this started with a broken bathroom door lock.








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