Incest Little sis Anjali and her friends

[prasannas2001]

 
The repetition of the word "trust" was the final thread pulling at her resolve.
 
She was trapped between them, a beautiful, hesitant fly caught in a meticulously woven web of affection and desire.
 
She could feel Rohan's chest against her back, the steady thrum of his heart, and Anjali's hand on her shoulder, a grounding presence.
 
She closed her eyes, her mind a whirlwind of panic and a terrifying, thrilling spark of curiosity. "Mmm… Okay," she breathed, the word so soft it was almost inaudible. "But... you have to show me how."
 
Anjali smiled, a triumphant curve of her lips that Neetu couldn't see. "Of course," she whispered, her voice thick with emotion. "We'll show you everything."
 
But Rohan, ever the strategist, had other plans.
 
He looked at Anjali, his eyes dark with a possessive hunger that made her heart skip a beat. "Wait," he said, his voice a low, husky whisper. "I have a counter-dare."
 
Anjali and Neetu both looked at him, their expressions a mixture of curiosity and anticipation.
 
"I'll accept your dare, Anjali," he said, his gaze flickering between the two women. "But only if both of you do the honor.
 
And only if Anjali starts.
 
I want to watch you first. Anju, I want to see you show her first, and then I want to watch Neetu follow your lead.
 
I want to see you teach her, guide her, show her how it's done. I want to see the two of you share this moment, share this intimacy with me."
 
The air in the fort seemed to crackle with erotic electricity at Rohan's words. Anjali's mind could figure out why he asked that.
 
If Neetu start first, he will be out very quickly as he has been excited since evening, so he want her to give help him release.
 
Then he can go with Neetu for a longer period.
 
She hadn't expected this, but she understood it completely.
 
But the way he explained, she didn’t expect this twist, this demand for a shared intimacy that was both possessive and generous.