Incest The Kiss

[Oneten108]

CHAPTER ZERO

Prajwala: ohhh, this feels good, fucking awesome, aah.

Prem: Don't you think this is incest, we cannot do this, it's a sin. (Stopping his waist which was moving in rhythm with Prajwala's hips, slowly he started to pull out his thick meat from the wet glory hole of his elder sister. As soon as he reached the end, prajwala grabbed him by wrapping her legs around his thighs. Also pulled him up and close where his lips were touching hers. He could feel her heavy breath on his face. She looked him in his eyes with pure lust)

Prajwala: Don't you dare pull that thing out of me. If you do that, I will definitely chop it off. 

Prem: But didi you only said that we shouldn't do this. It's a sin. Now please leave me. (He said trying to move away from her)

Prajwala: Yes it's a sin. But look at me. Lying naked under you. (Gripped his dick tight inside her pussy) Grabbing your dick in my wet pussy. And one more thing, I am loving it. (She grabbed his neck and started sucking his lips vigorously)

They kissed like mad lovers for the next few minutes and then stopped to take breath. Both were panting heavily. There bodied were sweating so much so that the bedsheet was wet with their sweat in 16° Celcius. Prem now has a wild grin on his face.

Prajwala: Now what.

Prem: So, you are loving it?

Prajwala: Yes, very much.

Prem: Tell me in detail what are you loving. ( He said while kissing her earlobes)

Prajwala: Aah...Don't play games kiddo.

As soon as he heard prajwala calling him 'kiddo', he moved down to her neck and gave a bite.

Prajwala: Ouchh. Why are you leaving the marks you fucker.

Prem: fucker haan..
(And he pulled out his dick and pushed inside her warm pussy in a go)

Prajwala: Aaahhh, That's what I am loving.

Prem: What? Say it clearly (started biting on the same spot he bit before.)

Prajwala: Ohhh.... Please don't bite... I am telling you..

Prem again gave a strong thrust. To which prajwala's wetness got increased.

Prajwala: Ohh yeahh.... I am loving your rock hard dick inside my burning pussy.. ohhhmaa.. (she grabbed his head and started sucking his lips again.  She pulled him away, looked through his eyes)
It being incest is makes it more exciting. 

Prem: Then why were you doing that drama in the beginning? (Again gave a hard thrust)

Prajwala: ahhhh... (Licked his lips with her tongue and scratches his back) the way you are showing your love to your elder sister changed my mind my baby bro. ( Bit his lower lip)

Prem: Ahhh. Bitch...(Checking his lip after the bite. And started sucking her saliva from her lips.)

The room was filled with the ummmm ummmm and sucking sound made by their lips. After 5 minutes of intense kiss their lips departed.

Prem: Let me be very clear, I am not interested in loving my elder sister. I just want to fuck her so hard that she craves for my dick. I want to fuck her like a bitch she is. (He said looking straight into her eyes)

Prajwala: Then do it baby.

Prem: Do what?

Prajwala: Fuck me like a bitch. (She said with a wink)

Prem: Think about it again. I will fuck you whenever and wherever I want.

Prajwala: Get up.. I don't want to do anything. Just get up. (started pushing him away)

Prem: Wh.. wait what happened?

Prajwala: fuck off man ( she pushed him away successfully) kitna bolta hai chutiye... Jab se time waste kar raha hai behenchod. (Started walking towards door)

Prem had a devilish smile on, he ran towards her before she could open the door of their room. He grabbed her from behind. Turned her facing him. Lifted her right leg in his left hand. Started rubbing his dick on the entrance of her dripping pussy.

Prajwala: ohhh... Ummmm... Leave me prem... Either leave me or just...

Prem: Or what ( Looking in her eyes, continues rubbing his dick on her clitoris)

Prajwala was just moaning, making sounds like aahh,... Ohhhh.... Ummmmm... Yeah...

Prem: Say it didi...

Prajwala, grabbed his balled with her right hand, grabbed her lower lip with her teeth. Her hands moved to his dick. Positions it on the entrance of her pussy.

Prajwala: Just fuck me like a bitch I am with your huge dick my baby bro. (She said thrusting her hip towards his penis)

Prem understood that, now there is not point in wasting time. He grabbed her ass with his right hand. She is still guiding his dick to her pussy.

Prem: Here you go my bitch, take your little brother's dick in your pussy. Shout as much as you can didi. (With one thrust he entered her in the standing position.)

Prajwala: Aaah.... Ohhhmaaa... That's it, I love your dick in me baby bro, fuck your elder sister like a slut.
Ohhhh... Ohhhhh.. ahhhh.. yeeahhh...

Now the room was filled with all kinds of sounds made by these two siblings who are fucking each other like mad street dogs...

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CHAPTER ONE

Few months ago...


Prem is a young boy, age 22, doing an internship as a content writer with a handy salary. His family is well off because of the wealth left by the ancestors. His family has four members: mother, father, and an elder sister named Prajwala, who is 5 years older than him. He would rarely call her didi(only when he needed something from her or wanted her to do something for him) and used to call her by her name only.

He has shared his room with his didi since childhood. They had their respective beds, but sometimes any of the two would sneak into other's bed and sleep snuggling. They are very open to each other. They talk about anything without hesitation, be it veg or non-veg. Even after prajwala's engagement, they were still same as before. 

One day, Prem was browsing some YouTube videos for his writing when he came across a prank video from a foreign creator. After watching one video, he went on to watch all the videos from that channel. It made him think, "what if someone from our country starts doing such prank videos?" 

The creator would approach only girls and play a game of stone-paper-scissors with them. If he won, he would kiss them on the lips. Sometimes the kiss would get very intense, and the girls would ask for his number, or he would ask for theirs to stay connected, while loaing would made him get slapped by the girl on his cheek, to which he would ask the girl to kiss his cheek as an ointment. Some of the videos seemed scripted, but they still gained huge attention.

Prem wondered how people in our country, especially in a crowded city like his hometown, would respond. Even if the videos were scripted, many would still call them vulgar or unacceptable. Trying it with real strangers would be unthinkable. people would criticize, block, or even create trouble shooting the videos. Yet, the more he thought about it, the more curious he became. In the end, he decided that even if it’s risky, he would try doing the pranks with actual strangers to see how it plays out and whether reactions would be as harsh as he imagined.

One day, after his work for the day was finished, he went to meet his best friends Rakshanda and Arjun. They were childhood friends, they had each other’s secrets hidden with them, and they were inseparable.
Rakshanda was doing her internship at an IT firm. She was always practical, but once she was with her friends, she’d forget about everything. Arjun, on the other hand, was stuck at home because of backlogs in college. He didn’t care much about studies anyway and spent most of his time scrolling through memes or hanging out with them whenever he could.

On that evening of Friday, Prem opened the group chat with Rakshanda and Arjun. The chat was titled “Naked Trio” and it went like this:

Prem: Hey guys… need to meet ASAP. Got something important to tell you.

Arjun: Oho! Kya scene hai? Sounds serious yaar. I’m all ears.

Rakshanda: Finally! I’ve been waiting for this yaar… it’s been so long! I just wanna chill with you guys… you know… properly (with a wink emoji)

Prem: Got it horny Rakshu… but seriously, it’s something big. Can’t explain over text.

Arjun: Dude, I’m curious af. Tell me everything when we meet!

Rakshanda: Bas aa jao yaar. I’m literally dying to spend time with you guys. It’s been ages. My cunt is itching for your poles. We’ll just fuck and fuck and fuck… no rules, no bakchodi.

Prem: Yeah yeah, hawas ka nanga naach karenge. But I have important thing to discuss first. Let’s meet at your place.

Rakshanda: Done! I’ll make it super fun. Full masti guaranteed!

Arjun: Count me in! I’m free, nothing better to do.

The chat ended with laughter and emojis. Though each of them had different reasons for meeting. Prem wanted to share his bold and risky prank video plan, Arjun was curious and excited to hear it, and Rakshanda was simply craving for their dicks.

Their connection wasn’t limited by rules or expectations. They trusted each other, laughed together, and even shared parts of themselves they never spoke about to anyone else.

The next day, They reached Rakshanda’s place by 9 PM. The door was barely latched when all three burst into laughter, as if the outside world didn’t exist anymore. Rakshanda pulled out beer cans for all of them. They clinked the tins together and started sipping the beer. 

Prem: So listen up, guys… I wanted to talk about something important…

He hesitated, trying to start explaining his prank video idea. Rakshanda leaned closer, her fingers brushing along his arm, playful and confident.

Rakshanda (whispering, teasing): Hmm… you’re too tense buddy. Relax… just feel the moment.

Prem’s cheeks flushed. He tried again.

Prem (stammering): I… I wanted to...

Before he could finish, Rakshanda pressed her lips softly against his neck, warm and teasing. Prem froze, completely distracted.

Rakshanda (smirking): Shhh… no talking. Just feel it… bas enjoy kar.

Arjun, sitting nearby, chuckled and poured some beer in his hand and splashed on them.

Rakshanda (angrily to Arjun): Kutte… don’t waste the beer. Come closer you fucker.
Waved her hand to him while licking Prem's neck.

Arjun with a grin came closer and grabbed her from behind, his hands rested on her full round big breasts, he pressed them roughly right after the first contact. That resulted in Rakshanda biting Prem's neck.

Prem: ohhhh... Behenchod... Kya kar rahe ho dono?

Rakshanda didn't like him speaking, she just grabbed his lips with her. Soon they started exchanging saliva.

Rakshanda positioned herself between Prem and Arjun, successfully preventing prem from speaking, simultaneously taking one hand behind her back to caress Arjun's hard-on over his bermuda shorts, welcoming his toungue on her left shoulder while getting her mounds roughed up by him.

Few moments later, she separated her lips from Prem's to take a breather.

Prem (breathless, whispering): Rakshu… I… I really need to...
Rakshanda (whispering in his ear): No… that can wait… focus on now.

She started unbuckling and then pulling his pants down. Within few seconds Prem's pants and underwear was thrown away somewhere in the room while his dick got arrested by soft, warm hands of our horny chubby babe Rakshanda. She was stroking him ferociously meanwhile having involved in a tongue fight with Arjun.

Prem was enjoying her manhandle his cock, his right hand entered her panty through the top of her denim shorts to give her back the same manhandling. Arjun was eating out her mouth while kneeding her pillows like dough.

After 5 minutes she pulled her lips away from Arjun's.

Arjun (breathless, laughing): You’re evil, Rakshu… seriously.
Rakshanda (giggling, teasingly): Maybe… but you loved it, right?

Prem laughed, trying to pull back, but Rakshanda held his hands above her wet pussy, her fingers held his figers and curled them so that his middle finger is now inside her volcano. Arjun leaned in, licking along her neck, making her shiver and giggle. Prem mirrored him instinctively.

Rakshanda (softly, teasing): See… this is way more fun than talking. Let yourself enjoy.

Every attempt Prem made to speak about the prank idea was silenced by Rakshanda’s lips or a playful touch.


For several minutes, Rakshanda was getting fingered by Prem, both her hand were busy stroking the meat of the boys, while getting licked on the neck from both sides.

Suddenly she stopped. Stood up, removed each and every thread present on her body.
She stuck out her tongue and spat on her hands, held bothe the dicks and applied that spit on them. Her eyes were noe red.

After applying the spit on their dicks, she sat on Arjun's lap with both her legs on either side. She positioned his dick on the entrance of her dripping cunt and slowly lowered down her body. In few seconds, her cunt gulped his dick. She hugged him tight...

Prem stood up, came behind Rakshanda, positioned his dick on her asshole and with one strong thrust he entered her. Now the room was filled with loud moans and the thap thap sound coming from their ground hitting each other.

Rakshanda: Aaahhhh... This feels good... I am so lucky to get fucked by my best friends like a cheap slut... I love it... Do it hard bastards...

Prem & Arjun: You are a cheap slut...

Rakshanda: Oohhh yess, I am your slut.

This went on for some time, then they moved to bed. Now Prem was inside her cunt and Arjun was taking her ass..

They were drenched in sweat. And aftee 15 minutes with a loud scream, all of them reached to their orgasm at the same time.

They were collapsed on each other like deadbodies. Suddenly arjun started licking her sweat from her back and prem started licking her sweat off her face, neck, shoulder, boobs...

She was getting princess treatment by their tongues. This went on for next 20 minutes where she also licked sweat from their bodies, before settling between them. 

Now Rakshanda was in the middle, Arjun hugged her from her left, cupping her left booob. Prem did the same to her right. She pulled the closer with both her hands. 

'The naked trio,' they said in unison and started laughing. The room that had been filled with moans a few moments ago was now filled with laughter.

Finally, Prem cleared his throat.

Prem: Guys… I wanted to talk about something. It’s kinda… bold and risky.

Arjun sat up slightly, eyes shining with curiosity.
Arjun: Now you’ve really got me hooked, yaar. Spill it.

Rakshanda gave him a lazy smile.
Rakshanda: Haan bol… We’re all ears.

Prem: (hesitated for a second, then took a deep breath.) I’ve been watching these prank videos… from abroad. They’re like, some dude plays stone-paper-scissors with girls, and if he wins, he kisses them on the lips. If he loses, he gets slapped and then asks for a kiss as ointment. It’s wild, but funny. I was thinking… what if we start something like that here?

Arjun’s eyes lit up.
Arjun: Damn! That’s insane yaar! This will go viral!

Rakshanda laughed softly, biting her lower lip.
Rakshanda: Pagal hai tu? it is too risky... it works in foreign countries, not in ours... but also… it’s kinda interesting. Risky though.

Prem: Yeah, I know it’s risky. People here are conservative. But if we do it right… with humor and consent… it could be something new. I just need your help.

There was a pause, but then,
Arjun: Bro, I’m in! Let’s break some rules.

Rakshanda’s smile turned thoughtful.
Rakshanda: I’m in too… but on one condition.

Arjun & Prem: What condition?
(Both of them blurted out simultaneously)

She stretched her arms, yawned lazily, got up straight removing their hands from her boobs.

Rakshanda: For the first video, I’ll act in it. You need to get comfortable, right? If you’re awkward with strangers, it’ll show on camera. I’ll be with you while shooting… just in case the girl misunderstands or gets uncomfortable. I’ll handle it. After that, you can go ahead with real strangers.

Prem (looked at her, surprised and relieved at once): That makes sense… it’s a good idea.

Arjun: Smart bhi hai… naughty bhi hai ?

Rakshanda: Arey, madarchod… bas enjoy karna hai mujhe in his MMS.

Prem: Deal then. Let’s do this.

The three of them exchanged smiles, the air charged not just with desire, but with the thrill of stepping into something daring and new together. They slept hugging each other.

The next afternoon, after a lazy breakfast and more teasing, they sat together on the floor with Prem’s phone open, trying to figure out where they should shoot the first prank video.

Prem: So where do we shoot? It has to be somewhere public but also not too crowded… otherwise it’ll be chaos.

Arjun: Yeah, and we need some girls who are bold enough to actually react. Otherwise it’ll flop.

Rakshanda: Haan… somewhere near a girls’ hostel would be perfect. Plenty of girls roam around, some are friendly, some don’t care. We’ll have variety.

Prem: True… but it has to be secluded enough so that we’re not getting stopped every moment.

Rakshanda: I know a spot… it’s behind the old campus road. Hostel building is just like a 5 min walk, but this side is kinda quiet. There’s a patch of trees, a small benches, and a dusty path. Girls come here sometimes to take calls or just hang out. They’re of all types—homely ones, carefree ones, fully covered ones too, even couples roam around.

Arjun: Perfect yaar! We’ll have all kinds of reactions.

Prem: But we need rules… like what kind of girls we’ll approach.

Rakshanda sat up straighter, her eyes gleaming with excitement. 
Rakshanda: Let’s make it fun! We shouldn’t just target one type. We should try with different kinds. homely girls, hot girls, bhabhis, girls from different beliefs, married women, even girls with their boyfriend or husband.

Arjun: Bro… that’s savage! But it’ll make the video diverse. Logon ko maza aayega.

Prem: Yeah… that’s actually smart. It’ll show how girls from different backgrounds react to the challenge.

Rakshanda: Exactly! Some bold ones will laugh, some will get pissed off, some will freak out, some might even flirt. It’ll be entertaining.

Arjun: I’m loving this! So which one first?

Prem: For the first video… let’s stick to the ones who seem friendly and bold. If they’re chilled out, it’ll be easier for us to shoot and I can get comfortable.

Rakshanda: Yesss! First video should be with girls who won’t make a big deal out of it. We test the waters, get the vibe right.

Arjun: Agreed. Once we see how it goes, we can expand.

Prem: Alright then… so we shoot tomorrow? Near that secluded spot? Tomorrow is Sunday, so I hope there will be girls around that place.

Rakshanda: Done! I’ll scope the area before we go. We’ll pick the ones who look chill. And I’ll be right there with you Prem, handling e
verything if things go haywire.

Arjun: Bro, this is going to be epic!

They all smiled at each other, excitement and nerves mixed in equal parts.

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CHAPTER TWO

The next day around 3 PM
After scouting the spot, Rakshanda sat with Prem and Arjun under the trees, thinking through their approach.

Rakshanda: Listen… we can’t approach girls in a group. It’ll get awkward, and if someone complains, it’s a problem.

Prem: Yeah… safer to approach girls who are alone. If she’s friendly, it’ll be easier.

Arjun: True… less mess, more fun. Plus we can control it better.

Rakshanda: Exactly! I’ll keep an eye out for girls who are alone… maybe on their phones or doing something else. Those will be easier to approach.

Prem (exhaled, feeling calmer): Good idea… let’s stick to that.

Rakshanda: Guys, Remember… I’ll do the first round to make the girl comfortable. Then we approach the girls one by one, alone. Keep it casual.

Prem: Okay… I’m ready.

Arjun: With her there, nothing can go wrong.

After some time, Rakshanda pointed toward a girl sitting alone on a bench, scrolling through her phone.

Rakshanda (whispering): See her? Akeli hai… she looks chill… and friendly too.

The girl sat with one leg over the other, relaxed, wearing a sleeveless printed top and black shorts exposing her fair thunder thighs. Her long brown hair fell in soft waves, and she had a carefree air about her.
Prem’s heart raced.

He walked over, trying to look casual.

Prem (smiling): Hi… I’m Prem. Mind if I sit here?

Ritu (looking up, soft smile): Oh… hi! No, not at all.

Prem (smiling awkwardly): By the way… what’s your name?

Ritu (giggling): Ritu.

Prem: So… we’re trying something fun… just reactions dekhne ke liye… only if you’re comfortable.

Rakshanda (joining smoothly): Hi Ritu! I’m Rakshanda. I'll tell you… it's just a game… Stone-paper-scissors… win slap… lose kiss… no pressure!

Ritu’s eyes widened, but she smiled.

Ritu (teasing): Oh my God! This is crazy… but sounds fun!

Rakshanda (grinning): Chalo, I'll go first.

They played. Rakshanda lost. Without hesitation, she leaned in put her arms around Prem's neck. He also pulled her closer by holding her hip. She put her lips on his slowly sucking his lips using her tongue making it a sloppy wet kiss.

Rakshanda (laughing softly as she pulled back and wiped the saliva from Prem's lips using her thumb): Dekha? Totally safe… now your turn Ritu!

Ritu giggled at the scene, her cheeks flushed. She agreed with a nod.

They played one round. Prem won.

Ritu (teasing, leaning closer): Oh… you won? So I'll have to kiss you then?

She closed the distance without waiting, pressing her lips gently but firmly against Prem’s. He held her the same way he held Rakshanda, his hands were inches away from her meaty ass. Ritu could feel his erection on her inner thighs. Her fingers brushed his jaw before she pulled back with a playful laugh.

Ritu: Bas ek little reward… you’re sweet!

She wrapped her arms around him briefly, hugging him warmly, her cheek brushing his shoulder. She took her right hand from his shoulder to his big hard-on and held it softly. She squeezed it a little and then left it before separating from him.

Prem (breathless, laughing nervously): Wow… that was…

Ritu (grinning): Crazy... Right? ?


They bid farewell to Ritu and there Rakshanda found A girl adjusting her scarf sat under a tree. She had sharp eyes, beautiful smile. She was fully covered. But that didn't help her. Her huge boobs were still showing their shapes from under thar cover.

Rakshanda (whispering): Dekho… akeli hai… phone mein busy hai… approachable.

Prem (approaching gently): Hi… we’re trying something fun… only if you’re comfortable. What’s your name?

Sofiya (smiling curiously): Sofiya

Rakshanda: Just a silly game… Stone-paper-scissors… you get to slap him if you win… Kiss him if you lose...

Sofiya (laughing): Hahaha… okay, sounds spicy! Looking at the hard-on prem had.

They played. Prem won.

Sofiya (playfully biting her lip): Ohhh… you’re lucky!

She grabbed his face lightly, her eyes sparkling, and kissed him passionately. Her hands lingered at his neck and shoulder. While his hands roaming freely all over her body before his left hand settled on her ass pressing one cheek at a time and right hand pressing her erected nipple over her thin kurti. She jumped and wrapped her legs around his hips, now he was completely crusing both her ass cheeks and making her move in such a way that her pussy was getting rubbed by his poined dick. They were literally fucking over clothes. Watching them, Rakshanda's pussy started watering. Arjun was rock hard behind the camera. Sofiya pulled back breathless and got down on her feet.

Sofiya (smirking): Give me your number, babe… let's catch up sometime ?

Prem (laughing, flushed): Definitely!

They said goodbye to her and started looking for another girl. They perfomed the challenge with few more girls when Arjun pointed towards a girl.


A girl sat sketching on a low wall. She had sun-kissed skin, soft freckles across her nose, and shoulder-length curls. She wore a loose white tank top that showed her stiff boobs and pointy nipples without bra. She was wearing ripped jeans which were also tight on her legs and her ass was literally protruding, inviting for a hard spank, her wrists adorned with colorful bangles. Prem walked to her like a hipnotised toy.

Prem (smiling warmly): Hi… we’re trying a fun challenge… only if you’re comfortable. May I ask your name?

Nagma (guarded, glancing at them): Nagma… but this is… odd!

Rakshanda (softly, reassuring): No pressure… You can skip if you want.
Nagma (after a pause, smiling slightly): Hmm… okay… let's try… but I don’t want it to be weird.

They explained her the challenge and she played once. Prem lost.

Nagma (teasing, eyes sparkling): Oh ho… haar gaye? So, ready for the slap buddy…

She tapped his cheek playfully before leaning in slowly. Her lips brushed his cheek softly, almost testing the sensation, before lingering briefly. Her fingers traced his jaw for a heartbeat, then she pulled back giggling. In that short span, prem held her hip and felt the flesh nicely. He thought it would be great if she hugs me tight and I get to feel her up.

Nagma (laughing softly): just a little bit of ointment.

Prem and Rakshanda had spent hours successfully approaching several girls, but now they were more careful, scanning the area for approachable, alone faces. As they walked past a tree-lined path, they noticed a girl leisurely strolling, lost in her own world. She had soft, rounded boobs, slim waist and peach-shaped ass, and rosy juicy lips that made her smile adorable and disarming. Her light blue floral dress swayed gently as she walked barefoot along the grass, completely unaware of their gaze.

Prem’s eyes followed her. She was too cute, radiating a playful charm that made him smile without thinking.

Rakshanda (whispering with a grin): That’s her… just roaming… looks super friendly.

Prem nodded, but before he could approach, the girl suddenly slowed down and looked at Rakshanda with curiosity. A playful smile spread across her face.

Girl (smiling warmly): Hey! I saw you guys watching… what are you doing?

Rakshanda’s eyes lit up. She relaxed and smiled back.

Rakshanda: Oh, hi! We’re playing a little game… stone-paper-scissors with a naughty twist to it... It’s just for fun.

Girl (laughing softly): That sounds cool! Can I join? I’m kinda bored anyway.

Prem’s jaw dropped slightly, and Rakshanda chuckled.

Rakshanda (teasing): Of course you can!  What’s your name?

Girl (giggling): Megha. I’m staying in the hostel nearby. I just came out for a walk… looks like I found something more exciting!

Prem’s heart raced as she grinned and sat next to him when they were sitting on the grass. His eyes were constantly scanning her features.

Rakshanda: So the rule is simple. if you win, you slap. if you lose, you kiss. It’s all in good spirit!

Megha’s eyes sparkled with excitement.

Megha: Oh wow! I’m in! Let’s see how how it goes.

Rakshanda (smirking): Let’s start!

The game began. First, Prem played against Megha. They were shaking their hands, like the do while playing this gane. Suddenly, prem saw her soft boobs juggling when she was shaking her hand. She lost the game.

Megha’s eyes lit up mischievously. She tilted his face gently, getting up on her knees, resting her hand on his jawline as she leaned in. Her lips met his cheek in a long, slow kiss. soft at first, but deepening as her tongue paved her way in his mouth. Her eyes got wide open for a moment, when she realised Prem's left hand is in between her asscheeks, his fingers playing with her anus over her panty and his right was holding her neck while his elbow resting on her left boob. She closed her eyes pulled him closer and started eating him out. Their kiss went too long. They were smooching like lost lovers in heat. Slowly they pulled away to see a thread of saliva connecting their lips. They laughed on the madness they experienced and Prem pulled her again for a brief kiss on her lips. He pulled away with a loud pchh sound coming out of their sticky lips. They all had a laugh on it.

Megha (teasing): I gues you loved my lips.

Prem’s cheeks flushed crimson, his breath catching, but he smiled shyly.

Prem (grinning): I guess, yes....

They both burst out laughing, the tension turning into playful warmth.

Before wrapping up, Megha insisted on another round, this time with Rakshanda.

Megha: One more round… with you sweet lady!

This time also, Megha lost. She planted a kiss on Rakshanda’s lips, longer and more sensual than before, her lips tracing the skin as if exploring every curve. Rakshanda closed her eyes briefly, smiling against the kiss. Prem was enjoying them eating out each other with such intensity. He had a raging hard-on which he was pressing with his hands watching the two girls tongue playing hide and seek. Soon they pulled away

Rakshanda (giggling softly): See? Told you… it’s fun!

Afterward, she took Rakshanda’s number with a wink.

Rakshanda (smirking at Prem): Looks like someone’s having more fun than you!

Prem laughed, his heart racing but his eyes twinkling. They bid her goodbye, while Megha signaling Rakshanda to call her with a naughty smile.

A little farther into the park, they noticed two girls playing badminton. The shuttlecock flew back and forth with effortless grace. One of the girls had an hourglass figure, toned legs, and a narrow waist, dressed in fitted black shorts and a sleek sports top. The other was in loose pajama shorts and a baggy t-shirt, more laid-back but equally charming.

Prem’s eyes locked onto the hourglass girl immediately. His eyes were on the V shape her shorts were making near her crotch. He was turning into a horny pervert slowly.

Prem (smiling at Rakshanda): I like her… confident vibes. I’m going over.

Rakshanda gave a knowing nod.

Prem approached them casually as the shuttlecock slowed.

Prem (smiling): Hi! I hope I’m not interrupting. Mind if I ask your name?

The hourglass girl paused mid-swing, lowering the racket slightly. She looked him up and down, half-annoyed but intrigued.

Tanya (coolly): Tanya.

Prem (cheerful): Nice to meet you, Tanya. We’re playing a silly game. Stone-paper-scissors… if you win, you slap me. if you lose, you kiss me. Just for fun… reactions and all. Interested?

Tanya’s eyes narrowed. Her lips pressed together.

Tanya: Are you serious? You expect me to… kiss a stranger? Are you out of your mind... How dare you, you creep...

Her body stiffened, and she took a step forward angrily.

Prem’s smile faltered.

Rakshanda (stepping forward smoothly): Hold on, hold on a second... I know it sounds weird… but it’s just a light-hearted challenge. No pressure. If you’re uncomfortable, that’s totally fine.

Tanya’s eyes darted toward her friend, who was now watching curiously.

Tanya (sighing): I don’t know… feels kinda wrong.

Her friend, Stephina, leaned on her racket and grinned.

Stephina: Oh come on! It sounds hilarious! One round won’t kill us!

Rakshanda (encouragingly): Exactly! Just one round. We’ll keep it fun, safe, and lighthearted. You can stop anytime.

Tanya hesitated but finally nodded.

Tanya (grudgingly): Fine… but only one round!

Stephina laughed and clapped her hands excitedly.

Stephina: That’s the spirit!

The Game Begins

Tanya and Prem faced off first.

Prem (grinning nervously): Ready?

Tanya (rolling her eyes but smiling faintly): Let’s get this over with.

They played. Prem lost.

Without thinking, Tanya’s palm smacked hard against his cheek. The sound echoed.

Prem flinched. Tanya’s eyes widened instantly.

Tanya (panicked): Oh my God! I’m so sorry!

Before he could step away, she pulled him into a tight hug. Her hands wrapped around his shoulders, and she pressed her lips against his cheek in a long, soft kiss. She was slobbrring on his cheek. It was soothing, apologetic, and unexpectedly sensual. Her eyes fluttered closed, and she whispered.

Tanya (softly): Sorry… I didn’t mean it!

Her grip lingered, holding him for a few moments as if to reassure both herself and him.

Then, with a boldness that surprised them all, she leaned in again, this time pressing her lips against his lips. The kiss was messy, impulsive, and hungry. A wild contrast to her earlier defensiveness. She wrapped her hands around his neck, pulling him closer, and neither resisted the magnetism. Prem was turned on after the turn of events. With trembling hands he held her tightly... She left a muffled moan on his lips... To everyone's surprise, she held his right hand and placed on her round ass. Prem with a new-found confidence now started kneeding her ass like dough and his other hand was roaming all over her back which was covered in sweat.

Meanwhile, Stephina watched with wide eyes but giggled. Her giggles made them separate, Tanya was smiling now, She held Prem's hands.

Tanya: I am really very sorry...

Prem: If the this is how you are going to apologise then I would love to get slapped by you again. (Winked while wiping his lower lip with thumb)

Stephina (teasing): Wow! This is hotter than I thought! My turn now!

Stephina’s Turn

Stephina’s excitement was contagious. She bounced over eagerly.

Stephina: Okay! Let’s play!

Rakshanda (laughing): That’s the spirit!

They started their round, laughing, teasing, and playing with light touches. Stephina’s kiss later was sweet and shy. a playful peck before she darted away giggling like a collegegirl, while Tanya stood stunned, biting her lip and smiling nervously.

As the sun went down, the park felt lively and exciting. Prem’s face was red from all the fun, and his eyes were shining. Tanya, who was shy at first, now looked happy but a little embarrassed. Stephina smiled widely, excited by the experience. Rakshanda stood confidently, happy that everything went well.

Rakshanda (smiling): Thanks for playing with us! You were awesome!

Tanya (smiling softly): It was… weird at first, but fun!

Stephina (laughing): This was so much fun! We should do more crazy things like this!

Prem (smiling): You made it so much better than we expected!

They waved goodbye as Prem and Rakshanda begin walking away.

Prem (laughing): Yeah… I still can’t believe it!
They waved one last time.

Prem (calling out): Bye, Tanya! Bye, Stephina! Take care!

Rakshanda: See you soon!

They walked to their car with Arjun.
On the Way Back

Arjun (teasing): Looks like you had a lot of fun!

Prem (laughing): Dude… you have no idea! It was crazy and fun!

Rakshanda (smirking): Way more playful than I thought… but everything went smoothly and was hilarious!

Arjun: I can’t believe Tanya actually kissed you!

Prem (grinning): I know! I couldn’t believe it either!

They laughed together.

Rakshanda (playfully): We should do this again… maybe even crazier next time!

Arjun: I’m in! Besides, you won't get a better cameraman than me.

They laughed again before they reach Prem's house.
Prem (getting down from the car): Bye, guys! Thanks for today!

Rakshanda: Bye! Let’s meet soon!

Prem reached home as the sky turned orange. He locked the door and went straight to the bathroom. He washed up and changed into soft, comfortable clothes. a loose t-shirt and shorts.

He lay down on his bed, stretched, and smiled. His cheeks were still warm from the fun. Soon, he closed his eyes and fell asleep, dreaming about the laughter, kisses, and excitement of the day.

It was almost 11 at night. Prajwala was just coming back from watching a movie with her fiance. Normally, she would expect Prem to still be awake because he’s a night owl and rarely sleeps early. But when she entered their room, she was surprised to see him lying in bed with his blanket pulled up.

Prajwala (teasing, sliding the blanket over him): Hey… Prem? You’re already sleeping? Since when do you sleep this early?

Prem woke up slowly, looked at her, (She was wearing a white t shirt which ended just above her navel. She had a low waist jeans exposing het pierced navel. He had some naughty feeling towards Prajwala since 10th grade due to consumption incest material on the internet) but didn’t answer right away. She smiled, enjoying the surprise.

Prajwala (smirking): Wow… sleeping so early… ullu toh raat me jaagta hai na?

She pulled the blanket over him gently. Went inside the blanket holding him closer. Her eyes fell on his cheek.

Prajwala (curious): Wait… what’s this? Why is your cheek so red?

Prem sat up slowly pulling himself away from her, acting like he was annoyed.

Prem (pouting, pretending to be angry): I’m angry with you… that’s why it’s red!

Prajwala (laughing softly): Angry with me? Why would you be angry?

Prem (sad smile): Because you stopped loving me after your engagement…

Her face changed. She felt bad hearing that. Without saying a word, she came on top of him and sat in his lap placing her legs in both sides. Pulled him in her embrace and kissed his cheek gently.

Prajwala (softly): Oh, you silly…

She kissed him again, and again on both cheeks, near his ears, along his jawline, everywhere except on his lips. Her kisses were soft, warm, and full of care.

Prajwala (whispering): You’re my baby bro… I always love you...

After covering his face with kisses, she hugged him tightly for a few seconds.

Prajwala: Sleep well now… good night!

Then she smiled and got up. Walking back to her bed, she slipped under her blanket without changing her clothes and quickly fell asleep.

But Prem couldn’t go back to sleep. The sudden interruption left him wide awake. He got up, grabbed his phone, and unlocked it.

There was a new message on WhatsApp.

It read: Hi, serial kisser ?

Prem stared at the screen for a moment, then chuckled to himself. His cheeks turned warm again, and a smile spread across his face as the day’s events played in his mind.

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CHAPTER THREE

Sofiya: Hi, serial kisser

She smirks as she types, biting her lower lip, a mischievous glint in her eyes. She’s sitting cross-legged on her bed, phone in hand, heart beating faster in anticipation.

Prem: Hey… can’t believe you actually messaged me!

Prem is lying on his back, eyes wide, phone in his hand. He freezes for a second after reading the message, then smiles to himself, his cheeks flushing.

Sofiya: How could I not? That kiss… uff… still thinking about it.

She runs her fingers over her pussy, eyes half-closed as she imagines the soft contact of lips. Her smile deepens.

Prem: Haha… You were so wild!

He sits up slightly, his heart racing, dick starts raising. Thumbs hovering over the keyboard before he finally types.

Sofiya: Mmm… naughty boy!
You didn’t back away either... I loved that!

Her eyes sparkle as her fingers was brushing her cunt more, lost in thought about his touch on her ass.

Prem: I couldn’t… you were riding me so good… I was lost..

His left hand reached his dick, presses the hard-on, eyes closed briefly, as he remembers the feel of her warmth against his member.

Sofiya: That’s how I like it, I will ride you without barriers next time!

Her fingers trace the outline of her pussy lips, breathing deepens.

Prem: Oh god! I’m already imagining it...

His fingers tighten around his meat, pulse quickening as his imagination spirals.

Sofiya: Haha! Don’t imagine too much… or you’ll leak in your pants...

She left a sigh softly, tilting her head, playing with the bush of hair on her crotch.

Prem: Well if I have to, I'll leak inside you. Not in my pants babe.

He checked on Prajwala, if she is watching or not, He could only see her ass. Slowly, he pulled his dick outside is shorts. Started stroking it slowly, keeping an eye on Prajwala and waiting for Sofiya's reply.

Sofiya: Send me a pic

Her eyes shine with mischief; she leans back against the headboard, crossing her legs with playful impatience while her fingers continue to explore her bush.

Prem: Really?

He looks at the message, heart pounding, unsure but excited.

Sofiya: Of course. I wanna see what made me kiss you like crazy.

Her fingers glide over the screen, eyes lighting up at the thought.

Cecked Prajwala again. Clicked a picture.

Prem: Okay… here!
(It was his clean shaven, rock solid uncut dick standing like a pole. It was way above she expected it to be.)

After sending it, he stares at the screen, pulse racing, unsure how she’ll react. "What if she just asking my selfie?", he thought

Sofiya: Oh wow… look at that! So tempting… I want that fig fat uncut dick in every single hole of mine.

Her eyes went red, nipples got stiff, she started fingering as she continues to look his dick again and again, imagining it inside her dripping cunt.

Prem: Take it all babe. I will give it to you as you want. How do you like it?

He massages his dick, eyes glinting with desire, as his thoughts run wild.

Sofiya: This is the first uncut dick I am seeing. I cant believe, I was feeling this very cock on my pussy over the clothes in the evening.

Her speed increased, eyes rolled with lust.

Prem: You saw me, Not let me see you.

He was scared to the core, what if Prajwala see him masterbating? But on the flip side he was really excited with where the conversation is going with a girl he met a few hours ago. His hands were working on his shaft slowly but steadily waiting for Sofiya's response.

Sofiya: See for yourself.
(sends selfie – lying naked, hair tousled, lips parted in a playful pout, eyes seductively half-closed, left hand parting the pussy lips.)

She felt slutty as she clicks the picture, playful tension crackling through the screen.

Prem: Fuck, You look… insane! Babe you have the body to die for... But I guess it is mostly covered. But nobody knows there's a bitch in heat behind those covers.

He hands now gained some speed, his breath catching at the sight of her skin and the teasing glint in her eyes.

Sofiya: Haha! See? I knew you’d like it. Now you know there's this bitch in heat behind those covers.

She moans softly, running her fingers in and out of her pussy slowly.

Prem: So, what my bitch is upto?

Sofiya: Imagine that dick of yours in my burning cunt.

Prem: Haha okay! But you have to beg for it.

He smiles sheepishly, stroking his dick even faster. Simultaneously keeping an eye on Prajwala.

Sofiya: Mmm… sounds crazy...I like boys who are dominating...

Prem: So, how many boys have dominated you?

Sofiya: It's not easy to dominate me. But, I think you can do it. I have positive feeling about what I saw. Just now.

Prem: We'll see...

Sofiya: So what are you imagining right now?

Prem: Your lips on my dick..

Sofiya: Mmm… I want you to hold my head and push it deep inside my throat. Also attached a deepthroating GIF.

She pushed another finger in her pussy.

Prem: Beg for it bitch...

His breath catches as he types, heart racing.
Sofiya: Give that cock to me prem, fuck my mouth with that pole. Please give it to me.

Prem sends his dick pic with a message,"Open your mouth, bitch."

Sofiya: Ohhhh... That looks even bigger now...

She sent a pic with her mouth wide open, two fingers inside her pussy... She was literally looking like a bitch in heat.

Prem: Take it. Attached a deepthroating GIF.

Sofiya: Aahhh yessss... Fuckk.... Attached a picture showing her pussy drenched in her squirt, bed near her ass was aldo wet..

She squirted for a long. This was the first time she had experienced this, maybe the excitement of taking a forbidden dick. But she was wasted now.

Sofiya: Ooohhh!! I guess… see you next time, babe… Good night…

She switched off her phone, pulled the blanket up to her chin, and snuggled into her pillow. A smile lingered on her lips as her eyes slowly closed, and she drifted into a deep, peaceful sleep, still thinking about the playful and exciting conversation she had just had.

Prem: You will pay for this, you selfish bitch..

He sighs, closing his eyes briefly, he wanted to masterbate badly. He was disappointed and angry at the same time. But then he looked at Prajwala's ass stroking his dick. Pulled his T-shirt out of his body. Put his dick back in his shorts.

He went near her bed. Settled behind her back, wrapping her in his arms strongly. His right hand was below her neck giving her a pillow like support. His left hand grabbed her right boob tightly, while his dick was poking her ass. He put his head on her neck inhaling her aroma.

It went on for some time. He drifted into sleep. His grip on her boob got stronger in the sleep. That made Prajwala open her eyes. She saw the position. She felt a little odd but then cleared her mind.

Prajwala: May be he did it in sleep.

She turned facing him, in that process, her right leg got stuck intertwined in between his legs. She kept it that way only. Pulled him closer to her. Hugged him tightly.

Prajwala: Good night, naughty boy.

She kissed his cheek, very close to his lips, in fact, she kissed his lips after that for the first time. Rest her head on his hand. They both were lost in the sleep. It was looking like they both slept after having a nice fuck...

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CHAPTER FOUR

The moonlight spilled softly across the room, casting silver streaks on the sheets where Prem and Prajwala lay close, her boobs were getting crushed on his wide chest.

Their arms and legs tangled slightly, a familiar habit of comfort from years of sleeping together. Prem’s dreams were vivid, carrying him to thoughts of him fucking Sofiya slowly and steadily, but the warmth of Prajwala’s body pressed against his side made everything blur.

Subtle, unconscious movements of his hips pressed his hard dick against her pussy over her jeans. At the same time, Prajwala shifted slightly, mirroring his motions, pressing her cunt softly against his member in the dim glow.

Suddenly, a wet, light touch traced his neck. Prem’s eyes snapped open, heart pounding. It wasn’t a dream. Prajwala was there, cheeks flushed, eyes closed, hair spilling over her shoulders, lips slightly parted.

Prem jolted back instinctively, his hand pushing Prajwala gently but firmly after feeling a wet, unexpected touch of her tongue on his neck. They froze, eyes meeting in the dim moonlight.

Prem’s chest heaved slightly, his heart pounding. His eyes widened in shock, but even in that moment, he couldn’t help silently admiring her curves, the smoothness of her skin, the gentle rise and fall of her chest making her cleavage lockable, and the way her hair framed her flushed face.

Prem (thinking): God… she looks… amazing… every time… why now… why like this… her lips... so juicy... those mangoes... ufffff... stay calm, stay calm.

Prajwala, caught entirely off-guard, staggered back slightly, her cheeks flaming crimson. Her eyes filled with guilt as she realized what had just happened, and she clutched at the blanket instinctively.

Prajwala (thinking, panicked): Oh no… he must think I... I... I am a horny bitch… I didn’t mean… I wasn’t—ugh, how could this happen? I made him uncomfortable… poor kiddo...

Her body tensed, but despite her shock and embarrassment, she couldn’t deny the lingering warmth of his proximity that made her chest rise and fall.

He was silently caught between shock and desire, she was drowning in guilt and worry, before she finally murmured an apology, her voice soft and hesitant, reaching across the tension.

Prajwala: I-I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to… I just…

Prem’s pulse continued racing, and he looked away briefly, still trying to collect his thoughts, while his mind whispered to itself: “She has no idea… she doesn’t even know what she does to me…”

He jolted upright, muscles tense, bare feet touching the cool floor. Rushing to the bathroom, he leaned over the sink, gripping it tightly, trying to steady his racing thoughts.

Prem (to himself, low and husky): Calm down… it’s just an accident. She didn’t mean… It’s fine. But… damn, why did it feel so real? Why did my body... ugh… my mind... no, focus. She’s… she’s my elder sister... I can't like like that...

He splashed cold water on his face, trying to shake the lingering warmth of her touch from his skin. His mind replayed the moments, the soft pressure of her boobs, her warm breath, the faint brush of her hair, the feel of her thick thighs on his groin. Each memory made his pulse spike.

Meanwhile, Prajwala lay back on her bed, cheeks still flushed, heart racing. She buried her face slightly in the pillow, feeling guilty and embarrassed.

Prajwala (whispering softly to herself): Oh God…What must he be thinking about me?... how could I? It wasn’t intentional… it was just… a dream, but why did I move like that? I didn’t mean to… he’s probably so uncomfortable now… I need to… make it right.

She curled slightly, pressing the blanket closer around her, lingering in the warmth of her own embarrassment and the fleeting memory of his body so close. She resolved to approach him carefully, to soothe any awkwardness.

Prem, in the bathroom, ran a hand through his damp hair, bare chest glistening slightly under the pale light. He was frustrated with himself, partially guilty, partially lustful. His mind kept circling the sensation of her against him, the softness of her skin, and the warmth of her presence.

Prem (muttering to himself): Focus… it was an accident. Calm down. Don’t overthink it… But damn… she’s so fucking awesome… so soft… how do I even… just… breathe.

After a few moments, he leaned back against the sink, trying to center himself. Prajwala, her guilt mingled with lingering warmth, decided to quietly return to him, to make him comfortable, unaware of the storm of lust and confusion in his mind.

He stepped out of the bathroom and his eyes instinctively went to Prajwala’s bed, where she was lying on her stomach. He caught a glimpse of her and felt a tingle in his dick. But he quickly restrained himself, turned away, and silently went to his own bed, lying down on his back he closed his eyes.

Prajwala moved slowly to his bed, her long hair slightly tousled, the softness of her skin highlighted by the dim light, and gently pulled the blanket over him. She paused, admiring him silently, the strong lines of his arms, his chest rising slowly under the blanket, the tension in his jaw.

Prajwala (thinking): Calm down, Prajwala... What the hell are you thinking… You are her to comfort him...

She leaned down, brushing her hair slightly over her shoulder, and whispered: “I’m sorry… didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.”

Prem felt a rush of relief and a twinge of sadness, knowing exactly why she was apologizing, yet craving her closeness.

Prem (exhaled softly): It’s okay… really… it’s fine…

She hugged him tightly, pressing her body gently against his, and planted soft kisses on his cheeks and forehead. Prem’s mind raced with desire and restraint, as he appreciated the warmth, the gentle scent of her hair, the smooth texture of her skin, but kept himself still.

Prem (thinking): She’s so close… so tempting… but I can’t… just enjoy this…

She pulled back slightly, looking at him with a reassuring smile.

Prajwala: Now… sleep. Everything’s okay.

As she started to leave, Prem’s voice stopped her: “Stay… sleep beside me. Just like always.”

She hesitated, remembering the earlier incident, a flicker of awkwardness crossing her face. Yet she smiled, accepting it, and lay down beside him. They curled slightly together under the blanket, bodies touching in their usual comforting way, and slowly drifted off to sleep, her mind still tingling from the guilt, his from the restricted desire to fuck her.

Prem woke slowly, just his eyes opening, the faint light of morning filtering through the curtains. The apartment was quiet except for the sound of water running from the bathroom. He heard the soft patter of her movements and realized Prajwala was taking her shower.

Prem was still lying on his bed, eyes half-lidded, heart racing as he watched her silhouette through the slightly fogged glass of the bathroom door. The curve of her shoulders, the gentle sway of her waist, the way her hair clung damply to her back, every detail made him pause. God, she’s hot… he thought, a flush rising in his chest.

As she stepped out of the shower, wrapped in a towel that just covered half of her breast and ended just below her ass cheek, Prem couldn’t help but admire the smoothness of her skin, the the water dripping down her curves, the faint glint of morning light catching the edges of her hair. I should look away… but I can’t. She’s… mesmerizing. He silently imagined tracing the line of her collarbone, brushing a finger across the curve of her shoulder.

Unaware of the two eyes filled with lust looking at her, she dropped the towel. Now he could see in in full glory. Her white skin was shining due to the morning light and water droplets. Her huge ass was begging for some hard slap on it. Her smooth long and thick thighs, inviting his tongue to lick them thoroughly. He was dying to savor all the water droplets on her back and shoulder.

She started applying moisturizer on her legs making her asshole and pink pussy visible to him. That made him hold his raging hard-on over his shorts... "Damn.. I want to drill those hiles..." he thought.

Applied a roll on on her underarms. He was dying to lick those clean shaven armpits,"Those would have been smelling so fresh now."

She took some powder and applied it on her upper chest and collarbone. She then wore her panty, back of which went missing in btween her ass cheeks.
Peltem (in his mind): She is wearing a G-String... She's so hot man.... I want to grind my face between those fat asscheeks...

With her every actions his thoughts were getting wild. She put on a black bra, he could not see her big boobs, but he could imagine them with her pointed nipple. The bra was going really well with her fair skin. She wore  a black sleeveless blouse that was tight on her chest revealing a hint of cleavage as he guessed. She wore a black underskirt below her navel and dbang a black saree around. He kept watching her ans stroking his dick while she got busy applying cosmetics on her face. And wearing her accesories.

Prajwala was quietly humming to herself as she struggled with her wet hair. She sensed a gaze on her and turned around, following those eyes, and there she was, in her full glory.

A black saree tied 4 inches below the navel, a tiny bindi, and a small pendant resting gently near her collarbone. Her damp hair clung softly to her skin, and the faint fragrance of her shampoo filled the room.
How could anyone not fall for her?

Their eyes met. She froze. For a second, her heart skipped a beat. His gaze was calm, but intense. Her cheeks flushed instantly.

Prajwala: W-when did you wake up?
she asked, her voice nervous, caught completely off guard.
Prem blinked slowly and stretched a little, acting casual.

Prem (smirking, teasing): Just now. And why are you getting ready so early?

Prajwala: It’s already 10… I didn’t expect you to be awake! She laughed, grabbing her lip-gloss and moving toward the mirror.

The moment Prem heard the time, he shot up from the bed like lightning. Without a word, he rushed into the bathroom and shut the door behind him.

A few minutes later, he stepped out, hair damp, a towel around his neck, wearing just a vest and shorts. His toned abs showed clearly through the fabric as he wiped his head.

He quickly pulled on his pants, then reached for his shirt. As he slipped one arm through the sleeve, he looked at her through the mirror.

Prem: Why didn’t you wake me up earlier?

But she didn’t respond. She was staring. Right at his abs.

He paused, noticing her gaze, then raised an eyebrow, teasingly.

Prem: Praju?

She blinked and quickly looked away, pretending to fix her bindi.

Prajwala: W-what? she said, a little too quickly.

He went near her. He held her left cheek in his righ hand. Her cheeks flushed deeper, but she let her hand drift lightly to his abs, feeling the firmness under his vest.

Prajwala: Well… I guess it is impressive. My baby brother has really grown up.

Prem’s breath caught at the touch, and he instinctively leaned closer, forehead brushing hers, feeling the warmth radiating from her. God… so soft… so close… he thought.

Prem (smirking): And what do I get for this inspection, hmm?

Prajwala giggled and punched his stomach lightly. Prem retaliated, pinching her cheek gently, making her squeal and laugh.

Prajwala: Hey! That was strong!

Prem (grinning): All fair in morning battles, sis.

She leaned in playfully and pressed a soft kiss to his abs above the vest, lingering slightly, teasing yet innocent, and he felt a jolt of heat rush through him.

Prajwala: Now the score is even… I’m late!

She pulled back, laughing, and dashed to the bathroom to finish getting ready. Prem rubbed the spot she punched, still smiling, his mind replaying every curve, every glance, every touch. The unspoken thrill between them, the flirtation, the playful intimacy, hung heavily in the air, charged but comfortable.

She came out and glanced at the clock.

Prajwala: Hey kiddo, Mom and Dad are waiting… hurry up!

Prem chuckled, finishing his preparations, both of them still carrying the warmth and thrill of their playful, sensual morning interactions.

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The room was dimly lit, the soft glow of Prem’s laptop screen casting shadows across his face.

The prank video timeline played on loop, girls laughing, their surprised reactions, the playful slaps, teasing touches, and of course… that intense kiss from Sofiya. Prem’s fingers hovered over the keyboard, dick raising looking at the intensity they both were lapping on each other's lips, the ways she jumped and wrapped her legs around his waist, leter the dryhumping they did... all made his dick salute the scene his eyes were experiencing. He muttered to himself, trying to stay focused:
Prem (under his breath): Come on… focus. Just edit. Forget her lips, forget her ass, forget her boobs…

He adjusted the brightness, catching every detail on screen, trimming the video frame by frame, but the heat in his chest wouldn’t leave.

Suddenly, the door creaked open. He glanced up.

Prajwala stepped in, visibly upset. Her damp hair clung to her forehead, her expression sharp. She wore a loose tee that was clung to her body due to sweat, making her boobs protrude and her navel hole outline over the tee, and her gym shorts were failing to hide her buttery smooth things with sweat droplets on them, her phone clutched tightly in one hand.

Prajwala (quietly, but upset): He didn’t even reply.

She stood near the bed, arms crossed. Her voice was calm, but she was clearly holding in a lot.

Prajwala: Three hours. I waited.
Then all he says is, “Sorry, was with the guys.”
Like that’s supposed to make it okay.

Prem turned his head from the laptop. He looked at her, his face serious now.

Prem: Karan?

Prajwala nodded. She sat down on the edge of his bed, staring at the floor. Her voice was lower now.

Prajwala: We were supposed to talk tonight. Just us. He said he’d call. But he didn’t. No message, no excuse. And when I finally texted, he replied with that one line. Like I don’t even matter.

Prem (softly): That sucks. I’m sorry.

Prajwala: I sat there with my phone in my hand.Kept unlocking it, checking again. I even opened his chat like ten times. As if that would make him text faster.

She gave a short, bitter laugh.

Prajwala: Why do I always do this to myself?

Prem: Because you care. And you keep hoping he’ll care the same way.

She looked at him. He wasn’t joking this time. He meant it.

Prajwala: It hurts. Not just that he didn’t call.
It’s the way he made me feel… like I’m not even important.

Prem: You are important. He’s just not showing it. And that’s not okay.

Prem saved his work and closed the laptop. He moved a little to the side and patted the bed beside him.

Prem: Come here.

She hesitated for a second, then laid down next to him. They faced each other, close but comfortable.

Prem: Talk to me. What else happened?

Prajwala: Nothing more, really. It’s just… not the first time. He always has a reason. Work, friends, stress. And I keep accepting it.

Prem: You’ve been patient.

Prajwala: Too patient, maybe. I keep thinking things will get better. But nothing changes.

Prem: You know you don’t have to stay in something that makes you feel small, right?

Prajwala (quietly): I thought he was the one. I really did.

Prem: I know.

A pause. She looked away, blinking a few times.

Prajwala: When did it get so hard?

Prem: When he stopped showing up the way you needed. You were still showing up. He wasn’t.

Prajwala (softly): Why do you always make sense at the worst times?

Prem (half-smiling): Talent. What can I say?
She smiled for the first time that evening. Just a little.

Prajwala:
Can I sleep here?

Prem: how many times have you asked for permission before, when you would barge into my blanket, suffocating me with your hugs?

She looked at him in shock.

"You!" she whispered sharply, and leapt onto him, wrapping her arms around him in a tight hug.

He exaggerated a choking sound, pretending to be suffocated.

Annoyed, she bit his neck, since it was the closest thing to her mouth.

"Ow!" he gasped, shocked, half in pain, and immediately hugged her back, so tightly it made her chest and back ache.

"You're so annoying," she grumbled, releasing his neck.

"So are you," he replied, loosening his grip.
She rested her head against his chest, then lifted herself slightly and kissed the spot where she'd bitten him.

"But you're my happy place, baby bro," she said, pulling him into another hug.

He felt a strange mix of warmth and discomfort at the kiss, he feared that if she feels his dick raising, then it would be an issue.

"I know," he murmured.

No words passed between them for a while. They simply lay there in silence, the weight of her body resting on him.

Eventually, he began to feel her heaviness more distinctly.

He called her name a few times, no response.

Gently, he shifted her off and laid her beside him. He pulled the blanket over her, watching her until he was sure she had fallen asleep.

Then, slowly, he reached for his laptop again. The screen lit up.

Prem (quietly to himself):
"Alright... back to work."

He opened the project again, and worked through the night, trimming, syncing, captioning.

Finally, as dawn peeked through the curtains, he uploaded the final version.

Prem (uploading): Let’s see what the world thinks of this madness.

[Oneten108]

Mind-blowing story

Thank you.

[Oneten108]

You're rocking. Please continue

Thank you.

[xfirefox]

captivating