Incest Little sis Anjali and her friends

[prasannas2001]

 
Neetu let out a soft sigh, her head falling forward, giving Anjali better access. Anjali's hands were strong and sure, and as they worked their way down Neetu's back, Neetu could feel the last of her tension melting away.
 
She was so lost in the sensation that she didn't notice Anjali's hands creeping around to the front, her fingers tracing the curve of Neetu's breasts, just below the line of her camisole.
 
"Okay, my turn," Anjali said, her voice a soft whisper in Neetu's ear. "Neetu. Dare."
 
"Okay," Neetu said, her voice a little breathless.
 
"I dare you... to kiss Rohan," Anjali said, her voice a low, seductive purr. "Just a simple kiss. On the lips. Nothing more."
 
Neetu's eyes widened in shock. "Anjali, I can't," she said, her voice a mixture of panic and excitement. "He's your brother."
 
"So?" Anjali said, her voice a dismissive wave. "He's also a man. And a very handsome one at that. And you're a woman. And a very beautiful one at that. It's just a kiss, Neetu. A simple, innocent kiss between two friends."
 
Neetu looked from Anjali's pleading eyes to Rohan's expectant ones. He was watching her, his expression unreadable, but she could see the desire burning in his eyes. She took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "Okay," she said, her voice a little shaky. "I'll do it."
 
She leaned forward, her heart hammering against her ribs. She closed her eyes and pressed her lips against his. It was a simple, chaste kiss, but it was filled with a tension that was anything but innocent.
 
She could feel the heat radiating from his body, the rough stubble on his chin, the softness of his lips. She pulled away, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
 
"Wow," Rohan said, his voice a low, husky whisper. "Just... wow."
 
"Okay, my turn," Neetu said, her voice a little shaky. "Rohan. Truth."
 
"Did you ever had sex?" Neetu asked, her voice a low, rumbling purr.