Incest Little sis Anjali

[prasannas2001]

Preparing Neetu for Final Submission
 
"Mmmm…. That was awesome Neetu… You are so good." Anjali's voice was a husky whisper as she moved back to her spot, her eyes gleaming with mischief and desire. "Okay sweetie… My turn. Neetu. Dare…"
 
Neetu looked at Anjali, her chest still heaving from the sensation of Anjali's kisses on her shoulders.
 
The candlelight flickered across her face, highlighting the mixture of apprehension and excitement in her eyes. "Dare," she said softly, her voice barely audible in the intimate space of their makeshift fort.
 
Anjali's smile widened as she glanced between Neetu and her brother. "I dare you... to kiss Rohan. On the lips. Just once, like you did before. But with your eyes closed, so you can really feel it."
 
The air in the fort seemed to thicken at Anjali's words.
 
Neetu's eyes widened slightly, and she shot a quick glance at Rohan, who was watching her with an intense, hungry gaze.
 
The bulge in his jeans was unmistakable now, a testament to his arousal that made Neetu's stomach flutter with a mixture of nerves and excitement.
 
"I... I… I don’t know… " Neetu began, but stopped, swallowing hard looking at the bulge in his jeans. She looked at Anjali, who gave her an encouraging nod.
 
"Okay, I will do it," she breathed finally. "Eyes closed." She knew Rohan is aroused. She knew this is going in a direction where there is no way it can be undone. But still she moved on.
 
Neetu turned toward Rohan, her movements hesitant but determined. She closed her eyes, her long lashes fluttering against her cheeks.
 
Rohan leaned in slowly, giving her plenty of time to pull away if she wanted to. When their lips finally met, it was electric.
 
Neetu's lips were soft and tentative at first, but as Rohan deepened the kiss slightly, she responded with a soft sigh, her lips parting beneath his. It was a slow, sensual kiss, wet and warm.