Incest Little sis Anjali and her friends

[prasannas2001]

 
Mamta's cheeks were flushed, her lips slightly swollen. She looked thoroughly satisfied.
 
"I'm glad you came auntie," Anjali said, her eyes meeting Mamta's. "It was wonderful to spend time with you."
 
"Thank you for inviting us," Mamta said.
 
"Anytime. We should do this more often." Anjali winked her eye to Rohan and Mamta
 
They walked out of the theater together. Rohan's hand brushed against Mamta's.
 
"Soon," he whispered.
 
"Soon," she whispered back.
 
"Come home with me tonight?"
 
"I can't. Neetu,"
 
"I know. I understand."
 
"But soon… "
 
"Soon, I'll come to you. And I'll give you everything."
 
Her eyes glistened. "I'll be waiting."
 
He looked at her and in low voice "Goodnight, beautiful."
 
"Goodnight."
 
They parted ways.
 
Later that night, Rohan lay in bed, Anjali pressed against his side.
 
"She was so responsive," he said. "Every touch, every kiss, she melted."
 
"Did she let you touch her below?"
 
"Not yet. In the theater. She was so wet for me. She came without me even touching her there."
 
Anjali's breath caught. "What?"
 
"Yes, she was."
 
"You're going to see her soon?"
 
"Yes. I'm going to her house."
 
"Are you going to take her?"
 
"Yes. All of her."
 
Anjali was quiet for a moment. Then: "I'm coming with you."
 
He looked at her. "What?"
 
"I'm coming with you. I want to be there. I want to see her face when you take her."
 
"Anjali…"
 
"I'm not going to interfere. I just want to watch. I want to be part of it."
 
He was quiet for a long moment.
 
"I don’t know when, that is possible. But some day, we'll go together."
 
Anjali smiled. "Perfect."
 
Rohan: I'm still thinking about you. I can't stop.
 
Mamta: Neither can I.
 
Rohan: Good. I want to be the last thing you think about before you sleep.
 
Mamta: You are.
 
Rohan: Goodnight, beautiful.
 
Mamta: Goodnight, Rohan. Sweet dreams.
 
He set the phone down. Anjali was pressed against him, her hand on his chest.
 
"She's going to give you everything so soon," she said.
 
"I know."
 
"Everything."
 
"I know."
 
"Are you ready?"
 
He smiled in the darkness. "I've been ready for weeks."
 
Soon. All of her. Finally.
 
He lay there, his mind filled with images of her, her body, her surrender, the sounds she'd made.
 
Mark my words Anju.
 
I will have her. Then soon. Very soon. All three of us. Together. And then all four of us.
 
He smiled.
 
Yes, all four of us, I don’t want to leave our cute little Neetu alone.