Horny Indian Stepsister Caught Masturbating and Fucked by Huge Cock of Elder Brother
The sultry scent of incense perfumed the air as Rani, the naughty young Indian beauty, lay sprawled across her bed, her fingers plunging in and out of her dripping wet pussy. She moaned softly, her hips undulating with each thrust as she frigged herself, lost in a world of her own lewd desires. That’s when her elder brother, Virat, barged in unannounced.
“Rani! What the fuck are you doing?” Virat gasped, his eyes bulging at the shocking sight before him. There lay his own sister, stark naked, obviously in the throes of self-pleasure. Rani yelped in surprise, yanking her hand out from under her sari. Her face flushed a deep scarlet at being so obscenely caught.
But instead of averting her eyes in shame, an impish grin spread across Rani’s luscious lips. “What’s the matter, Virat? Never seen your little sister pleasuring herself before?” she purred, making no move to cover her goddess-like curves. Her heavy tits jiggled enticingly with each rapid inhalation of breath. “Perhaps you’d like to help me out instead? I’m awfully close…”
Virat’s manhood swelled to full hardness in his pants at his sister’s brazen proposition. Rani rose gracefully from the bed, locking her slender fingers behind Virat’s neck and pressing her lush body flush against his. He could feel the heat radiating off her skin. His cock throbbed, straining eagerly against his zipper.
“Why don’t you let your big brother pleasure you like you’ve always wanted, Rani?” Virat growled, his hands roaming the supple expanses of her waist and hips. Rani’s sapphire eyes glittered with lust. “Mmm, that sounds divine, Virat,” she murmured, nuzzling his neck. “I’ve craved your fat Indian cock for so long. Take me, big brother. Fuck me like the horny little slut I am.”
Groaning, Virat captured Rani’s mouth in a searing kiss, his tongue probing her sweet depths. Meanwhile, his hands were busy, kneading and groping her colossal tits, rolling her stiff brown nipples between his fingers. Rani writhed against him, rubbing her needy cunt on the rigid bulge in his pants.
Finally, Virat could take no more teasing. He tore away from Rani’s drugging kisses and pushed her roughly down onto the bed on her hands and knees. Facing away from him, she presented the perfect silhouette of her full, round ass and glistening pussy. Virat made short work of his clothing, freeing his veiny, meaty cock. It towered over Rani’s petite frame, the flared cockhead already oozing pre-cum.
“You want this, Rani?” Virat taunted, smacking his heavy shaft against her plump asscheeks. “Do you crave your brother’s huge fucking cock?” His dirty talk only served to heighten Rani’s arousal. She bucked her ass back against him, mewling her desperation.
“Yes, Virat! God, please fuck me! Ram that big fat Indian dick right into my tight little pussy!” Without further ado, Virat gripped Rani’s hips and plunged his cock into her dripping wet cunt with a mighty thrust. The lewd slap of flesh filled the room. “UGHN! YES!!” Rani screamed, her insides clenching greedily around Virat’s girth. He fucked into her relentlessly, his balls smacking against her clit as he plundered her hungry hole.
“Fuck, your cunt is so tight and wet!” Virat panted. He gathered Rani’s long black hair in a makeshift ponytail, using it as leverage to yank her head back as he railed into her from behind. “Agh, I’m going to fill you up! Pump your naughty cunt full of my cum, bitch!”
“Yes, give it to me! BREED ME, BROTHER!!” Rani squealed, feeling her climax building rapidly. All it took was a few more strategic swivels of Virat’s hips and she was cumming hard, her pussy gushing and convulsing around his pistoning cock. “OHH FUCK, VIRAT!! I’M CUMMING!!”
VVEERRCCHH! Virat bellowed as Rani’s pussy milked him for all he was worth. His cock erupted like a geyser, flooding Rani’s defenseless womb with what felt like gallons of hot, sticky cum. Thick spurts of it splashed against her cervix with every thrust, Virat’s heavy balls switching between the exquisite tightness of her spasming cunt and the slippery mess of their mixed fuck juices.
In the afterglow, they collapsed together onto the bed, a sweaty, tangled mess of spent limbs. Rani smugly caressed Virat’s still semi-hard cock. “Mmm, that was divine,” she purred. “I dare say, Virat, you’ve got quite the talent for fucking your horny little sister.”
Virat smirked and squeezed Rani’s plump tit. “The pleasure was all mine, dear little sis. Though I have a feeling this won’t be the last time I’ll need your ‘special skills’ in the bedroom.” Rani giggled and nuzzled his chest. “I certainly hope so,” she murmured, tingling already at the promise of his next violent, incestuous fucking. “After all, a girl’s got…needs.”
