Inside were more folders.
One was named “For_Him”. Another “Mirror_Self”. And a third simply “Videos”.
His hands froze on the keyboard.
He shouldn’t open them. She was his sister. But curiosity mixed with the same restless energy that had started with his mother made him click the first one.
Photos filled the screen.
Sonam, completely naked in front of her bedroom mirror. Slim body, perky breasts with small dark nipples, flat stomach, smooth shaved pussy. She was posing — one hand cupping her breast, another between her legs. Several shots showed her from behind, arching her back, ass towards the camera. There were close-ups of her spreading herself, fingers inside, face flushed with arousal.
Keshav’s cock went fully hard in seconds.
He clicked the next folder.
More nudes — Sonam on her bed, legs spread wide, using a vibrator, mouth open in pleasure. Selfies with her fingers wet. One where she was on all fours, looking back at the camera with a naughty smile.
Then he opened the “Videos” folder.
Short clips. One showed Sonam riding her boyfriend (or someone), moaning softly, breasts bouncing. Another was solo — her lying on the bed, legs wide, fucking herself with a dildo while recording, whispering dirty things to the camera. “Do you like watching me, baby? I’m so wet for you…” Another video showed her giving a blowjob, looking up at the lens with big eyes.
Keshav stared, breathing hard. This is Sonam. My little sister. She records sex videos… takes nudes like this… sends them to someone. His mind flashed between the images on the screen and everything he already knew about his mother. First Mom’s hidden folder and videos… now Sonam’s. What the fuck is wrong with this family? Or with me? Why am I so hard seeing both?
He quickly minimised the folders when his phone buzzed again.
Kalpana Rao 10:38 PM You’re very sweet, Aryan. I don’t usually hear things like that. It makes me feel… seen in a way I haven’t felt in a long time. Thank you for saying it so kindly. You have a way with words that feels genuine. I hope you know you’re making an older woman feel a little special tonight.
Keshav’s hand moved to his cock almost on its own while he read her message. He stroked slowly over his track pants, eyes flicking between the phone and the minimised folder on the laptop screen that still contained his sister’s naked body and sex videos.
Soft flirt from my side… and she’s responding positively. Friendly but flattered. He typed back with one hand, the other still lightly touching himself.
Aryan Malhotra 10:42 PM You’re not old at all. And you deserve to feel special. You’re intelligent, graceful, and from everything you’ve shared, someone with a lot of warmth and passion still inside. If my words can remind you of that even a little, then I’m happy. You can be honest with me about how you feel. I won’t judge. Ever.
He sent it and went back to the laptop. He couldn’t stop himself from opening one more video. Sonam on her knees, sucking, then pulling back and smiling at the camera while stroking. The video was short but explicit. Keshav’s cock throbbed painfully. She’s 23… looks so innocent in real life… but she does this. Records herself like Mom does.
