Just like the other day, the door was unlocked. I took careful steps towards Kartar Singh’s room and was greeted with the loudest moans I had heard from my sister thus far. Kartar Singh had pinned my sister against the wall, her leg was locked around his back, and he was licking her pussy like a wild animal. They both were completely naked and Kartar Singh had even removed his turban.
“Yessss, babbbyyy!”
“Kartar jiiii! Right there.” Her eyes were rolled backwards just like her head as she moaned in her trance state.
“Ahhhh, I’m coming, my love!”
As soon as she came, Kartar Singh entered beast mode again. He got up, turned her around, pulled her ass towards him and was about to enter her. Shocked, she screamed:
“Noooo! Not that. Please!”
He grabbed her hair and turned her towards him.
“Why not?”
“Not today. One day. I promise. I’m not ready.”
“Please ji.” She kissed him to calm him down. But he didn’t let go of her hair. Angrily, he pushed her downwards and shoved his dick in her face.
“Suck it!”
“If you don’t want me to fuck you, suck it like a good bitch. The way I taught you.”
At first, she could only get about two inches in her mouth. Then Kartar Singh guided her.
“Take it all the way till your throat, then push it out your mouth. Then do it again.”
My sister obeyed.
“Good kid. Keep going. Ahh!”
In a few moments, it felt as if my sister had been giving blowjobs all her life. She was sucking him like a pro. Massaging his balls with one hand and brushing her cheeks with his penis. She even looked at him with puppy eyes as he pulled her hair harder and fucked her mouth.
“Keep going beta. Aaaah, you’re a natural!”
I guess my sister could feel Kartar Singh’s cock throbbing as she quickly took it out of her mouth. Hot, sticky cum got sprayed on my sisters shoulders and boobs. She tried to get up but Kartar Singh held her down and emptied his cock on her.
“That’s more like it. Now clean everything and prepare my drink and snacks.”
“Go go, good girl.” He said as he spanked her ass with his thick hand.
***
After that day, my father came home for a few days. Kartar Singh and my sister were bold but not that bold to do something nasty while my father was there. And they both also respected him a lot.
“I hope my kids didn’t bother you Kartar Ji!”
“No paaji, not at all! I couldn’t be happier. They’re my kids too!”
In the days that followed, Kartar Singh’s drinking increased and my sister wasn’t her usual chirpy self. They were surely missing their sessions and so was I. On our movie nights, I would still sometimes see some movement beneath the sheets but nothing too bold.
One night, I was sleeping in my quilt when I suddenly heard the bed shaking. It was a really cold night so I thought my sister was shivering but before I could react, I heard her giggling voice.
“Kartar ji, what are you doing?” She whispered loudly.
“I missed you!”
I heard the sound of a long smooch after that.
“I missed you too, lover!”
“But you have to go, we’ll wake Vikas up.”
“Come on! It take 10 alarms and a slap to wake him up in the morning. He’s in a deep sleep!”
“I told you we can’t do all this when he’s home. And now my dad is home as well! What if he wakes up!”
“You worry too much baby.”
“Ahh!” I think he squeezed her boobs.
“Ssshh. Don’t make noise.”
“I won’t take a lot of time. I just wanted to tell you I’m leaving tomorrow.”
“Leaving? Where to? Ahhh, slow.”
“I’m going to my village for a few days. So I wanted to say goodbye in my way.”
“Nooo. Please don’t go. Ahh, why…god, ahh, why are you going?”
“I miss my wife and kids…give me your hand.”
“Really? You’re gonna leave me here? For her? Arggh.” Her moans were getting louder and we amplified with her jealousy.
“Why not? She’s my wife!”
“And what am I? Your slut?” I could hear the sound of bangles getting louder. She was giving him a violent handjob.
“No, you’re my lover.”
Then, the bed started shaking louder and my hand also went towards my dick. Their kisses were getting sloppier and their moans heavier. Both were going at it with full speed.
“Kartaaar jiii! I love you! Please don’t go.”
