Incest Little sis Anjali

[prasannas2001]

 
“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.