Husband plans to be cuckolded by wife’s brother

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Husband plans to be cuckolded by wife’s brother

The characters in this story are Indian and the dialogues have few Hindi words sprinkled between predominantly English words. I hope the Hindi words add more authenticity for readers familiar with the language. The rest of the English dialogues should make this readable for other readers.

All the characters in this story are above 18 years of age when engaged in sexual activities.


“Achha suno. Ansh called earlier today. He’s coming this Saturday,” Ishika said, fastening her seat belt.

“Cool. I’ll restock the bar!” I said, grinning as I drove the car out of the parking lot of her office.

She rolled her eyes in mock annoyance as I laughed out loud.

I am Kabir, a 35-year-old doctor at Artemis Hospital. My wife, Ishika, is 32 and a banker. We live in Gurgaon and have been married for the last four years.

My brother-in-law, Ansh is Ishika’s younger brother. He is 30 and lived in Bangalore. He and I share a great rapport and are good buddies. We have a great time whenever we meet. Ishika adores him. Few days back, he informed us that he has taken up a new job and would be moving to Gurgaon. We were thrilled at this news as it meant the three of us could hangout more often. We offered him to stay with us till he finds a new house and gets acquainted with his new office.

I drove out of a particularly busy junction and entered a relatively open road as we made our way to our 3-bedroom apartment home. I had picked up Ishika from her bank after the end of my hospital shift in the evening.

As I glanced at the left ORVM of the car, to check the traffic behind me, I saw Ishika smiling mischievously.

“Kya hua?” I asked, smiling.

“Milind was checking me out again today.”

“Really! Did he say anything?”

“Zyada kuch nahi. He complimented me. Said I looked good and all that. But rest of the day, I could see his eyes fixed on me,” she said and giggled.

Milind was a new colleague of Ishika, who had joined her office recently. He was younger, yet seemed smitten by her. When Ishika had mentioned him, I had cheekily asked her to tease him a little.

Ishika is a gorgeous woman, very sexy having a great body with curves at the right places. Her best feature are her smooth, fleshy legs which I absolutely love. She has a dazzling smile and a very easy personality which attracts everyone to her. Her girl-next-door vibe and friendly attitude wins hearts all around, especially those of her male friends and colleagues.

Yet, being shy, she has never been comfortable with too much flirting and maintains distance from guys who flirt too much. I, on the other hand, love when guys check out my wife. It gives me a sense of pride that guys covet what I have. It thrills me that she loves only me and I am able to enjoy her body and fuck her, which the other guys could only dream of. She was a virgin when we married and I am the only lover she’s ever had.

Over the course of our marriage, I have steadily been able to open her up to enjoy other guys’ attention. I encourage her to be flirty with guys who flirt with her, as long as it’s harmless and fun. This has slowly transformed her into a woman who is now more confident in her sexuality and able to bask in the attention showered on her. It has also led to some kinky role-play in the bedroom, where I ask her to tell me fictional tales of her sexual escapades with her admirers, as we have sex. It heightens both our arousal and usually leads to some of the most mind-blowing orgasms.

“And, what did you do when he was ogling you?” I asked.

She put her hand on my thigh, dangerously close to my crotch and said, “I’ll tell you tonight… in bed.”

I looked at her. She smiled mischievously. God! I couldn’t wait to get home.


“This is delicious, didi. I had missed home cooked food and especially your cooking,” Ansh said.

It was the evening on Saturday and the three of us were having dinner. Ansh had arrived earlier that day. Ishika and I had picked him up from the airport.

“Glad you still like my cooking! This guy doesn’t,” Ishika said, poking me playfully on the forearm.

“Hey! Aisa kab kaha maine?” I said, defensively. I winked at Ansh and said, “Never get married, unless you wanna hear such taunts.”

Thankfully Ishika ignored my comment and said to Ansh, “So, how’s your girlfriend?”

“Kaun? Neha? We broke up like six months ago. I am single now.”

“Aw, that’s too bad, yaar. You two made such a nice couple,” Ishika said.

“Yeah, well, itna bhi serious nahi tha. We weren’t exactly in love. Once I decided to move here, we called it off mutually. Ye long distance relationship nahi hoga humse.”

“Koi baat nahi. There’s plenty of fish in the pond,” I said, winking at him.

“I know. Hope ki yahan ki ladkiyan hot hogi. Once I get settled here, I’ll jump back into the dating scene.”

“How does a dork like you attract so many girls?” Ishika asked, teasing her brother.

“I am no longer a dork, didi. I am a Casanova now!”

“In your dreams, you dork!”

We all had a hearty laugh. I had heard of Ansh’s numerous girlfriends over the last four years. He had shared some of the details with me. To his sister, he might still seem like a dork, but I suspected he was smooth and had a way with the ladies.


We cleared up after dinner. Ishika said her goodnights to me and Ansh and retired to the bedroom to watch her Netflix show. I and Ansh got our glasses, soda, water, ice cubes and whiskey and settled in the living room.

We spoke about sports and movies. As the drinks started flowing, we started getting high. The conversation moved towards topics of sex. I knew he had the exact fascination with female legs as me. I unlocked my phone and opened the pictures I had downloaded. We went through the pictures of Bollywood actresses of the previous decades showing off their smooth and fleshy legs. We remembered those days fondly when Bollywood actresses had flesh and curves and we complained about the new generation of skinny actresses and their overly toned figures.

“Pata hai, jiju, I have lost count of the number of times I’d have jerked off to Rani. Mast hot lagti thi woh! Even now I pull out old photos of her sometimes,” Ansh said, his voice slightly heavy with alcohol. He looked at the Rani’s pictures on my phone and said, “Damn! Just look at those legs, those thighs. I could just lick them all night long.”

I nodded in agreement. He became silent for a moment and started smiling, goofy. I thought he was completely high.

“Kya hua?” I asked.

“Pata nahi, achanak se khayal aya. Didi kind of looks like Rani, doesn’t she?” Ansh said.

I shrugged and said, “I guess. She definitely has lovely legs too.”

“Yeah, I know,” he said.

I raised my eyebrows questioningly.

“College ke time pe, ghar mein shorts aur mini skirts pehen ke ghumti thi. I used to ogle at her legs,” Ansh said, grinning.

I laughed and said, “She still roams around in her shorts here. You’ll see for yourself.”

I was slightly high by that time. In the spur of the moment, I said, “In fact, why don’t we see some of that right now.”

I opened the secret, password protected folder on my phone. Inside that I had stored few risqué pictures of Ishika. Whenever she was away from home for few days, visiting friends or family, I asked her to send me pictures of her bare legs from the waist down. We’d then have some sex chat and I would jerk off looking at those pictures. Other times, when she was home, I would ask her to pose sexily for me in nighties or lingerie. Over the years, I had amassed quite a collection of sexy pictures of her in my phone.

I unlocked few pictures that showed just her bare legs. She had worn her panty and crossed her legs. I gave the phone to Ansh and said, “Enjoy.”

He took the phone, looked at the screen and with wide eyes. “Whoa!”

I smiled, nodded and winked. He swiped through the five pictures I had unlocked and went through them again, admiring each of them. I looked at his face, gauging his reaction. He seemed completely engrossed and mesmerized.

“Wow! She looks hotter than I had ever imagined. You’re a really lucky guy, jiju.”

“Yep, I am well aware of that.”

“I think I should retire for the night,” Ansh said.

I could guess he was very aroused by then. A quick glance at his crotch confirmed it. He definitely wanted to jerk off badly.

“I could send you these pics, if you’d like…”

“I’d love that. Hope it’s not weird for you.”

“Not at all. You’re her brother after all, not some random stranger. I trust you’ll keep them safe and private.”

“Yeah… of course!”

I sent him the pics, we finished our drink and called it a night.


I went to the bedroom and found Ishika watching Netflix on her iPad. I got into the bed and snuggled close to her. As she continued watching the show, I slowly moved down and pulled her nightie up towards her waist, uncovering her legs completely.

I’ve strong fetish for female legs, especially those with fleshy thighs and calves. And Ishika’s legs have all these qualities. I just love them! The sight of her fair, smooth, fleshy legs made me salivate.

I tickled her legs and traced my fingers from her ankle to thighs. I focused on her left leg and licked it, starting from the ankle up towards her thigh. She had recently waxed her legs, so my tongue moved up the silky smooth skin effortlessly. Making it wet with my saliva, I continued to lick it. As I moved up her leg, Ishika started to squirm in pleasure. I licked her thigh all around till I reached her panty.

Ishika pushed her hips up slightly and I pulled her panty down and off her body. The smell of her arousal was evident. She put her iPad away and looked at me, in anticipation. I ran my fingers through her trimmed pubic hair and touched her pussy. It was soaking wet. I rubbed her pussy lips and smeared her juices around. Ishika moaned with pleasure.

I moved up and Ishika pulled me towards her, planting a passionate kiss on my lips. She frantically pulled off my t-shirt and trousers making me naked. I pulled off her nightie, exposing her lovely 34C breasts. Her brown nipples were erect and goosebumps around her areolas. I bent down and took her left nipple in my mouth and sucked. She moaned again and grabbed my hard cock, giving it a few quick strokes. I pulled her legs apart and got on top of her. I rubbed my rock hard erection over her slick pussy lips and entered her warm love hole. We both moaned in pleasure, as my cock was engulfed by her moist and warm canal and I filled her up completely. She embraced me tightly as I started to fuck her.

I was extremely horny after my chat with Ansh. Had he ever jerked off to his sister before? Was he doing it now, looking at her pictures? Has he ever thought of fucking her? All these thoughts and questions swirled in my mind, adding to my arousal.

A powerful urge overcame me in that instance. A wild thought. I whispered in Ishika’s ear, “Oh didi, it feels so good.”

She froze and went rigid for a moment. The only person who called her didi was her brother. I pressed both her hands down, pinning her on the bed, taking charge of her body. She looked at me curiously.

I whispered again, “It feels so good, didi. Does it feel good to you?” I pushed myself deeper into her. She moaned and whimpered.

As I got her moaning and groaning, thrusting my cock in and out of her, I whispered again, “Oh God! Didi, look, my cock is in your pussy.”

“Yes, I can feel it,” she said, moaning. “Oh! Fuck me!”

“Didi, tumhari pussy itni tight hai. Bahut mazaa aa raha hai. Tumhe kaisa lag raha hai? Batao na, didi. Does it feel good?”

“Yes, bahut achha lag raha hai,” she whispered back.

“Say my name, didi. Kya chahiye tumhe?”

“Oh God!”

I stopped thrusting into her and urged her. “Say it, didi. Say my name. Tell me what you want?”

“Oh Ansh, Fuck me. Fuck me hard!” she groaned.

My mind was blown with excitement. I resumed thrusting into her and fucked her harder but I was so aroused that I soon went over the edge. “Oh didi, I am gonna cum!” I grunted. Ishika moaned and held me tight as she herself started to spasm and climax. With a loud grunt, I shot load after load of my hot semen into her pussy while she rode out her orgasm.


The next evening, I and Ansh sat for a drink again. We had some initial chit-chat as I waited for him to get high. Then I steered the conversation towards the topic I had in mind.

“I hope you had a good time last night with those pictures,” I said with a wink.

“Haan, jiju. In fact, I jerked off thrice last night. By the third time, I was just shooting blanks,” he said and laughed.

I chuckled and said, “I had a wonderful time last night as well. Tumhe yakin nahi hoga kal kya hua!”

I quickly told him the events of the previous night. Ansh was dumbfounded to hear it. “What the fuck! Jiju, stop messing with me. Aap mazaak kar rahe hain, right?”

“Bilkul nahi. God’s honest truth. That’s what happened.”

He was silent for a while as we continued our drinks. “Jiju, kya aapko lagta hai ki… I mean it sounds ridiculous… but…”

“You mean if she might be interested in fucking you? Pata nahi, probably. But… the question is… are you interested in fucking her?”

Ansh was silent and took a sip from his glass. “God! I can’t believe we’re having this discussion. Sach bolu toh, I have fantasized about didi quite a few times back when we were in college. Hum jhagad te thhe, like regular siblings, and I hated her for bossing me around. Achanak se, she entered womanhood when she started her college. The change was quite stark and sudden that I, a horny young man, just had to take notice. That was the first time I jerked off, fantasizing her. Baad mein awkward laga, but it was so arousing.

“Shortly after, she moved out to stay with her friends in hostel and I got to see her lesser and lesser. Over time, I stopped fantasizing her as I got intimate with my girlfriends. Yet, seeing her pictures yesterday, brought back all those memories. So… I guess… agar mauka milta hai… I would love to fuck her, only if both of you are cool with it. Anyways, this is just a hypothetical scenario… right?”

I gave him a sly smile and said, “Kya pata… under the right circumstances… kuch bhi possible hai.”

We finished our drinks and Ansh said, “So… do you have any other pictures of her?”

I opened up my phone and sent four of Ishika’s lingerie pics to Ansh. He looked at his phone and his eyes widened. Two of them had Ishika posing on the living room sofa in black lacy lingerie, with her legs stretched out and prominently displayed. In the other two, she was wrapped in a pink towel from chest to upper thighs, just out of shower. Her hair was wet, water drops on her skin and she had a seductive look, biting her lower lip.

“Wow!” Ansh said, “I had never imagined her looking so seductive.”

“She’s very seductive… and an absolute delight in bed.”

“I’ll take your word for it. I can only imagine.”

“Maybe you’ll get a chance to find out yourself. Let me see what I can do.”


Over the next couple of days, Ansh and I discussed how we could get Ishika to fuck him. I knew she was definitely turned on by the idea, but fantasy and reality are very different. I had no idea if she’d actually be interested in incest in real life. My job was to facilitate in creating the right opportunities and Ansh’s job was to seduce her.

For the entire next week, I mostly had evening or night shifts at the hospital. I told Ansh to utilize this opportunity and spend maximum time with Ishika. He was using her car anyway, so he started to drop her at her office in the morning and pick her back up in the evening. Since, it was just the two of them at dinner, he helped her around the kitchen. They also spent time together after dinner, watching movies. Ansh found an apartment near his office. The brother and sister went shopping, to buy him all the required items to set up his house before he could move in.

All this gave Ansh ample opportunity to be near Ishika and work his charm on her. He showed her the funny, charming and flirtatious side of himself, which she had been oblivious to earlier. He was also able to be more touchy-feely with her in a natural, inconspicuous manner which made her more comfortable with him.

Ansh kept me updated daily about his activities with Ishika and any small yet significant development between them. Our goal was to warm her up to the possibility of seeing her brother in a new light, as a charming and desirable man. Beyond that, we had no idea how we’d be able to achieve any sort of a breakthrough. Luckily, we got a chance sooner than we thought.


“We have an office party coming up this Saturday,” Ansh said, one evening, during dinner.

“Cool! Where is it?” Ishika asked.

“Green Orchid Farms resort.”

“Achhi jagah hai. You’ll enjoy it,” I said.

“Pata nahi, jiju. Not sure if I’ll go.”

“Kyun?” asked Ishika.

“I don’t know anyone that well at my office yet. It’s a family event with spouses and kids. Bachelors can bring a date but I don’t have one. I don’t wanna go alone. Bore ho jaunga.”

“Take Ishika with you,” I said.

“It’s either girlfriend or a date, jiju. Sister nahi chalegi.”

“Then take her as your date,” I said.

“What?” Ishika said, surprised.

“You’re new to the company. No one knows you that well. Introduce her as your date, spend some time there, enjoy the food and drinks, then come back. Kisiko pata nahi chalega ki she’s your sister,” I said, with a shrug to make it sound casual.

“Are you crazy? That’s ridiculous!” said Ishika.

“Actually, not a bad idea, jiju,” said Ansh, quickly, “Come on, didi. I don’t wanna go alone and it’d look bad if I skip it. Need to make an appearance, being the new guy and all. Chalo na, didi, please!”

Ishika looked at me with annoyance. Finally she said to Ansh, “Theek hai. I’ll go. But this is not a date!”


On Saturday evening, the day of the party, I and Ansh, waited in the living room for Ishika. Ansh was already dressed up and ready to go. Finally, Ishika came out of the bedroom, all dressed and made up. Both Ansh and I said “wow” simultaneously. She was dressed in a beautiful long gown, deep blue in color, which she had bought earlier that day. I was surprised to see the amount of skin it exposed on her shoulders, chest and back, more than any of her other outfits. She looked absolutely gorgeous with her make-up and other accessories.

“How do I look?” she asked us.

“Beautiful! But a slight problem. Let me fix it for you,” I said and slipped off the wedding ring from her finger. “It’d be weird if someone noticed that you’re married.”

Ansh and Ishika exited the front door. I said, “Enjoy the date!”

Ishika rolled her eyes and said, “This is not a date.”


I had been waiting anxiously for the past three hours since Ishika and Ansh had left. I kept imagining what might’ve happened, if Ansh had been able to make some progress with his sister. As the clock ticked by, I became more and more anxious. I got a drink from the mini-bar in my living room, to soothe my nerves. Finally, my phone chimed with notification. I grabbed it quickly and opened it up.

A text message from Ansh. It read — Kissed. Handjob. Coming home now.

My eyes were wide with amazement. I read the message multiple times. Excited, I dimmed the lights in the bedroom and got into bed, waiting for Ishika. I heard her open the front door with her key and get into the house. Few minutes later, she got into the bedroom.

“Hey, kaisi rahi party?” I asked.

She didn’t acknowledge me, heading straight for the bathroom. She came out few minutes later in her nightie and headed straight for the bar. She poured herself a drink and went to the balcony.

I followed her, hugged her from behind, kissed her neck. “You alright? How was the party?”

She took a sip from her glass and said, “It was fine. Good food, drinks and music. Ansh’s colleagues were nice.”

“What did you guys do? Were you bored?”

“Not really. We spoke to some his colleagues and their families. Ate and drank and came back home.”

“Raaste mein koi problem toh nahi hui? That stretch of road is usually dark and deserted at night. I was worried.”

“It was fine. Aaram se pahunch gaye. Drive was uneventful. Nothing to worry about.”

She was very convincing and spoke casually, but I knew it was a lie. She sounded tense and agitated for some reason. I let the topic drop. When we came back to bed, I was already hard. I pounced on her and kissed her passionately. Our clothes were discarded quickly as we kissed furiously. I could sense, she was horny as well. When I touched her pussy, it was already soaking wet and ready for action. I didn’t waste any more time and quickly plunged my hard cock into her pussy. She moaned out in pleasure.

“Oh didi, your pussy is so slick and wet,” I said.

She went cold and rigid immediately. I sensed it and slowed down. She slowly pushed me off of her and sat on the bed. I knelt next to her, my cock hard and glistening with her juices.

“Kya hua?” I asked.

“Don’t do that,” she said.

“Do what?”

“Don’t call me didi. Mujhe ajeeb lag raha hai.”

“It’s just a roleplay, Ishika. Like we usually do about others. Let’s have fun, come on,” I said, trying to ease her.

“Please Kabir. I don’t like it,” she said, agitated.

“Ok ok, I won’t call you didi,” I said quickly, pacifying her. “Can we please get back in bed now?”


Next day was a Sunday, yet I had to go to hospital since I had a shift. That left Ishika and Ansh at home. I hoped something might happen between them in my absence. I was also eager to hear about the events of the previous evening. I had planned to extract every detail from Ansh that night over drinks. Yet, around noon, I got a call from him. He told me that he was leaving our house and shifting to his apartment that afternoon. I told him I’ll be at his place after work and we’d talk in detail.

I got to Ansh’s apartment in the evening. He let me in.

“What the fuck? I didn’t know you were shifting today,” I said.

“Neither did I. Didi kind of kicked me out,” he said, sullenly.

“Wait… what?!”

We got seated and I said, “First tell me what happened last evening. In detail. Don’t leave out anything.”


22 Hours Ago —

Ansh and Ishika arrived at the party, hand in hand. The party turned out better than he had expected. The other employees and their families were very warm and welcoming of the new employees, yet the bachelors and their dates were mostly left in privacy without unnecessary pressure to mingle. Ishika got a lot of attention and compliments for her looks. She was very comfortable and acted the role of Ansh’s date to perfection. Ansh took that opportunity to hold her hand or put his hand on her lower back while introducing her to his colleagues.

The food and drinks were fantastic. Ansh drank little since he wanted to stay sober for the drive back. Ishika was soon buzzing with all the wine she drank. It soothed her nerves and when Ansh asked her for a dance, she readily agreed. A band had been playing throughout the evening and after dinner, the lights were dimmed and the band started playing some songs for those who wanted to dance.

Ansh led her to the dance floor and they started waltzing among the other couples. Ishika’s senses were buzzing with the wine and Ansh led the dance moves holding her hand and waist. Soon, only a few couples were left on the floor as families started leaving for the night. The lights dimmed further and the band played slow melodies as the remaining couple just waltzed slowly. Ansh pressed Ishika closer to his body, roaming his hands on her back. He was aroused being so close to his sister and got an erection. He pressed his hard cock against Ishika’s lower belly, making her aware of his arousal. She pressed back tightly, embracing him, looking up at him with dreamy eyes.

Ansh leaned forward slightly and Ishika pulled his face towards her, planting her lips on his. The brother and sister kissed passionately on the dance floor, while others around them remained oblivious. Her hand travelled down and felt his hardness through his trousers. The band finished their last song and the lights came back on. She jolted and disengaged from him. She looked around, guiltily, scanning the room to see if anyone was watching them.

“We should go,” she said and walked out of the hall.

Ansh followed behind awkwardly, trying to hide his erection. He didn’t know what was going in his sister’s mind. They reached the parking spot and got into the car. He waited for her to say something but she didn’t. He started driving.

On the way back home, Ishika kept her eyes on the road, looking out the window. She didn’t look at him. He tried to spark some conversation a few times but she didn’t respond. His cock was still hard and uncomfortable in his pants. The road was straight and almost empty. He took her hand and placed it on his thighs. She removed her hand and took it back. Few moments later, he tried again. This time she was slow to remove her hand. Finally, he took her hand and placed it on his erection and was pleased that she didn’t remove it.

“Didi, tum bahut sexy lag rahi ho. You’ve made me so hard,” Ansh said. Ishika said nothing and just stared ahead on the road. She however, kept her hand on his erection. “Didi, please. I can’t go back like this. Please kuch karo na.”

She was still silent, her hand resting on his bulge. Few moments later, she said, “Take the next left.”

Ansh slowed down and turned the car into the road on the left. The road was narrower and looked deserted, without any street lights. He stopped the car and turned off the ignition and the headlights. In almost complete dark, he quickly unzipped his fly and pulled his cock out of his boxers and trousers. He then guided his sister’s hand in the dark and placed it on his erection.

Ishika gripped her brother’s cock and gave it a few short squeezes. Ansh groaned in pleasure. She started to move her hand up and down his cock. Feeling, some dryness, she quickly spit in her hand and applied the saliva all over his cock head. He leaned back in the driver’s seat and enjoyed his sister’s slippery hand on his cock. Soon, some pre-cum leaked out of his piss-slit. She quickly collected the drops and smeared it over his cock head, making it even more slick and enjoyable.

Few minutes of Ishika’s magical hands had Ansh on the edge. He warned her, “It’s close.”

She immediately pulled several tissues out of the tissue box on the dashboard while increasing her pace on his cock. Ansh gripped the seats with his hands, stretched his legs and groaned, “Oh didi, here it comes!”

She quickly angled her brother’s pulsating cock towards the stack of tissues in her other hand, as he erupted. Spurts of his semen shot out of his cock, most of them landing on the tissues, while some hit her hand and the center AC vents. She stayed with his cock till the end, jacking him off slowly as his cum slowed down to a dribble.

When he was completely spent, she squeezed the last drops oozing from his slit, wiped her hands clean with more tissues and threw them all out the window. Ansh cleaned himself with some tissues and put his softening cock back into his pants.

“Thanks didi, that was wonderful!” he said. “I’d love to return the favor…”

“Just drive,” she said, tersely.


When Ansh finished telling me the details, I was amazed and aroused. I told him what had happened after Ishika got home. He then told me that in the morning, after I had left, he had tried to talk to her. She had told him that whatever happened the previous evening was a one-time thing and it’d be best if he moved to his own apartment.

Ansh and I, both sat in silence, thinking.

“Jiju, I think we should just drop our plans and let it be,” he said.

“I thought you were interested in fucking her.”

“I am. But I don’t wanna do anything to upset her.”

“We are not doing anything against her wish. We are just presenting her with options. Whether she chooses it is up to her. I think she’s just a little freaked out right now, especially after that kiss and handjob.”

Ansh nodded. I said, “Ishika ka birthday hai, next Saturday. I think we can plan something.”


For Ishika’s birthday, I made dinner reservations at The Lounge in Hyatt Regency. It’s one of Ishika’s favorite restaurants and they have private seating arrangements for couples.

Throughout the entire week, I kept a slow seduction and teasing of Ishika. I resisted fucking her or giving her any kind of sexual release, no matter how much she wanted. By Friday night, she was wound up like a top and ready to fuck just about anything. She was so horny that she pounced on me on our bed. With great difficulty, I resisted and told her to wait for the night of her birthday.

On Saturday morning, I surprised her with a breakfast in bed as she woke up. Along with the breakfast, was also a diamond studded gold necklace that she had wanted for some time. She screamed with joy when she saw it. I kissed her happy birthday and slipped the necklace around her neck. Ansh called shortly afterwards and wished her. She was happy and they spoke normally again, like siblings.

As I got ready to go to the hospital, I said, “Shyam ke 8 baje taiyar rehna. We’ll go out and celebrate.”

“Where are we going?”

“That’s a secret. Just be ready. Wear something sexy. When we get back home, tonight, I am going to give you the orgasm of a lifetime,” I said, winking at her.

“Ooh I can’t wait!”


After reaching the hospital, I called Ansh and asked him to be ready to take Ishika out on a dinner date that evening. Throughout the day, I kept sending her romantic and raunchy messages, telling her all the things I planned do to her that night, in bed. I hoped that would keep her horny in anticipation. Around 5 pm, she texted me that she was going to a parlor to get ready for the evening. I waited till 7:30 pm and called her.

“Hey, kya kar rahi ho?” I asked.

“Getting ready. Have you left the hospital?”

“Umm… about that… ek emergency case aa gaya hai. The other specialist is on leave today and they need me here.”

“Oh… how long do you think it’ll take?”

“Not sure. We’re monitoring the situation. Agar patient ki haalat aur kharab ho gayi, we’ll need to get him into surgery. That’s why they need me. Let me see what I can do. Tum taiyaar rehna.”

“I don’t know, Kabir. These emergency cases are always tricky. Pehle bhi hua hai. I know it takes a lot of time. Maybe we should cancel the dinner tonight.”

“No, no. I’ll make some arrangement. You’ll have your birthday celebration, I promise. Just trust me and be ready.”

Then, I called Ansh and told him to pick Ishika up at 8 pm from our apartment. I gave him the dinner reservation details and wished him luck.


Around 8:45 pm, I got a text from Ansh – Arrived at Hyatt. Getting comfortable.

I anxiously waited for his next update. An hour later, I got another text from him – She just went to the washroom. I think my charms are working on her.

I immediately sent out a text to Ishika — Still stuck at hospital. Really sorry about tonight. Don’t wait for me. I won’t be home till 1 am. Hope you’re having fun. Enjoy yourself.

I hoped my text would put her at ease and make her comfortable enough to go home with Ansh, if she was considering taking the next step. I left the hospital and went home. I parked my car at the back of the apartment complex as I didn’t want Ishika to know I was home. I got into the house using my key and locked the front door again. I made a drink for myself and enjoyed it in the balcony.

Around 10:30 pm, I got a text from Ansh. It read — Heading back home. Hope you’re in place. Something might happen.

I replied by sending him a thumbs-up and finished my drink. I closed the curtains to the bedroom balcony keeping it slightly open through which I could peer inside. I switched off the lights in the house and lit just the bedside lamp in the bedroom, so I could watch the action. I went to the balcony and closed the glass doors behind me and hid there. With the balcony doors closed and curtains mostly drawn, Ishika would never know I was there. I pulled the chair closer to the curtains. There I sat and waited.


Almost twenty minutes later, I heard the front door getting unlocked and some sounds from the living room. I heard the front door getting closed and then all was quiet for few minutes. I became anxious, wondering if Ansh and Ishika had started getting intimate in the living room itself, I’d miss out on the show. Few minutes later, Ishika entered the bedroom. Her walk was slightly wobbly and she looked tipsy. She put her hand against the wall to steady herself.

She wore a black sleeveless gown which had narrow shoulder straps with a plunging neckline, showing quite a bit of cleavage. Her chest was accentuated with the diamond studded gold necklace I had gifted her that morning. The diamond pendant rested just at the top of her breasts, drawing attention to her cleavage. The gown was slit on the right side just around mid-thigh, which parted to display much of her leg. Her hair was styled and pinned to her head, leaving her neck and shoulders bare.

Seconds later, Ansh followed behind her, a small bottle in hand which I couldn’t see clearly. He put the bottle on the table, took off his black tuxedo and threw it on the chair. He closed his arms around Ishika from the back and placed a kiss on her nape. Ishika threw her head back in ecstasy and moaned and said, “Ansh! Don’t tease me!”

He whirled her around so that she faced him, pulled her towards him with his arms around her waist and kissed the front of her neck. She squirmed in his arms and said, “Oh! What are you doing to me? I can’t control myself.” She was completely in the mood, ready to be taken, to be swept off her feet, to be fucked!

“Just let go, didi. Surrender yourself. I’ll show you heaven, tonight.”

I leaned forward in my chair, eyes wide with excitement as Ansh pulled Ishika into a passionate lip-lock. She was horny and delirious and kissed her brother’s lips passionately, almost violently. Ansh pulled at the right spots and Ishika’s gown slipped down her body, leaving her only in her lacy black lingerie. He lifted her and put her on the table. She sat there with her legs dangling and watched with heavy, seductive eyes as Ansh undressed down to his shorts. She eyed the tent in his boxers, hungrily. He pulled a chair, sat in front of her and took her left leg in his hand.

“It was so irresistible, watching this lovely leg on display throughout dinner,” he said, caressing Ishika’s thigh. He bent down and planted a soft kiss on her thigh. She moaned. Ansh took the bottle he had placed earlier on the table. I saw it then and recognized it as the chocolate syrup we have in our fridge. He opened it and poured the dark brown syrup on Ishika’s thigh. She moaned as the cold fluid hit her skin and flowed slowly down her thigh towards her calf. Ansh licked the syrup with broad strokes of his tongue. She sighed. He poured the syrup again on her calf which started flowing towards her ankle. He licked it again with his salivating tongue. In the warm glow of the bedside lamp, Ishika’s leg glistened with saliva.

My cock was at full erection as I watched the scene unfolding before me. This had been a dream fantasy of mine for so long, to watch someone else worship my wife’s legs. The fact that it was her brother doing so, was my greatest fantasy come true. I gave my cock a squeeze over my pants.

Ansh continued licking his sister’s left leg and then moved to her right leg. He repeated the process, pouring some of that chocolate syrup on her thighs and licking it off. It was such a huge turn on, not only for me but also for Ishika. She put her right hand inside her panty and started rubbing her pussy, moaning softly.

After licking each and every inch of Ishika’s legs, Ansh hooked his fingers into the waist band of her panty. He looked up and met her eyes. She looked at him for a second and then pushed her hips up. He slowly pulled her panty down and slid it off her legs. I watched with excitement as she pulled both her legs up, bent at her knees and placed her feet up on the table, giving her brother a clear view of her pussy.

Ansh’s eyes lit up with joy and he got the first complete look at his sister’s cunt. I was surprised to see that Ishika had shaved her pussy. Her bald and hairless pussy glistened with the juices of her arousal. She shifted her ass slightly forward, as if presenting and offering her pussy to her brother. He placed both hands on her thighs and leaned forward, placing a full lipped kiss on her pussy lips. She threw her head back and moaned, “Oh, Ansh!”

She placed her hand on his head and pushed his face further into her pussy. As he licked her pussy, she roamed her fingers through his hair, caressing his head. This encouraged him to put more effort and he really tongue-fucked her. The room was soon filled with Ishika’s moans and the slurping sounds of Ansh licking her pussy. I felt pre-cum leaking out of my hard cock and making a wet patch on my trousers. I unbuttoned the fly and took my erection out to breathe the open air.

Ansh stood up and lifted Ishika up from her waist. She wrapped her legs around him for support as he lifted her and placed her on the bed. She sat on the edge of the bed as he stood in front of her. Wasting no time, she pulled down his shorts. Ansh’s hard cock came into full view, bobbing slightly as he stepped out of his shorts. Like his sister, he was fully shaved down there as well. Ishika licked her lips at the sight of her brother’s erection near her face. She touched his cock gently, moving her fingers across his cock and balls, getting familiar with it. She gripped his cock and pulled the foreskin slowly back, all the way. A drop of pre-cum oozed from the tip of his cock. Her tongue snaked forward and licked it away. She looked up at him and their eyes met. Holding her gaze, she placed a soft kiss on the underside of his bloated cock head. “Oh didi!” he moaned.

Ishika smiled mischievously and gave his cock a few playful licks. Then she leaned forward and took her brother’s cock into her mouth. Ansh let out a long moan. I knew the exact sensation he was feeling at that moment, having received Ishika’s blowjob countless times. He looked down at her as she started bobbing her head up and down on his cock. I moved sideways to better see the action. I was slightly jealous that she seemed much more enthusiastic sucking her brother’s cock than mine, but I was very aroused by that. My cock head continuously oozed pre-cum. I smeared the clear fluid all over my cock and gave it a few strokes.

Ishika took Ansh’s cock out of her mouth and stood up. She embraced him and planted a passionate kiss on his lips. He kissed her back with equal passion. She pushed him on to the bed. He fell on the soft mattress, slightly surprised. As he watched his sister, she unhooked her bra and slipped it out. Her beautiful breasts came into view and she stood completely naked in front of her brother. She got on the bed and straddled him. She bent down and kissed his lips again while his erection rubbed against her butt crack. She took her brother’s cock in her hand and rubbed the cock head back and forth along her pussy lips, making his cock head wet and slippery with her juices, preparing it to enter her forbidden entrance.

Time seemed to slow down, I watched with eyes wide, my heart fluttering with excitement and anticipation, as my wife placed her brother’s cock at the entrance to her pussy and slowly lowered herself. The pussy which I had deflowered, which till now had belonged to me and me only, was now engulfing her brother’s hard cock, right in front of my eyes. As Ishika lowered herself completely onto Ansh’s manhood, her pussy lips hit the bottom of his cock, making a tight seal. Ansh was completely inside his sister. I was so aroused and horny yet so very happy that my wife-sharing fantasy and all my plans had finally culminated in this grand moment. I felt like leaping and shouting with joy, but I was glued to my place, watching this extremely erotic incestuous coupling.

Ishika and Ansh moaned simultaneously as they both felt the pleasure and completeness of their sexual union. She placed her palms on his chest and started riding his cock. Her fleshy thighs and butt jiggled as she went up and down her brother’s manhood.

“Oh God, didi! This feels so good!” moaned Ansh. Ishika moaned back in reply.

After few minutes, Ishika got off Ansh and positioned herself on her elbows and knees, facing towards the balcony. Ansh knelt behind her and drove his cock into her, fucking her doggy style. For a second, I thought Ishika looked directly at me, then her eyes closed as pleasure overtook her. My heart was in my mouth as for that second I thought she knew I was watching, but I drove that thought out of my mind. Ishika moaned and put one hand on her clit, rubbing it, as Ansh fucked her from behind. Her breasts hung down her chest and swayed back and forth as her body was jolted by each thrust from her brother.

Ansh disengaged from Ishika and pushed her onto the bed. He got between her legs and drove his cock back into her pussy and fucked her in the missionary position. She wrapped her arms around his back and her legs around his hips and pulled him further into her. “Mmm… fuck me, Ansh! Fuck me harder!” she said.

Ansh complied, pounding her pussy. He was heaving and breathing heavily with exhaustion. As he drove forward, Ishika lifted her hips to meet his thrusts. The brother and sister were completely in sync, in perfect harmony as they fucked on my marital bed.

“Didi, I am close. I am gonna cum,” Ansh said, panting.

“Yes, cum in me. Cum in my pussy. I wanna feel it,” Ishika said, encouraging him.

Ansh grunted and stopped thrusting his hips, going almost still. I saw him shiver and spasm and I knew he was shooting his load inside his sister’s pussy. He kept moaning and groaning as he emptied his balls inside her cunt. Ishika pulled him closer to her and embraced her tightly as Ansh was completely spent. They lay in each other’s arms for a minute. Ansh then got up and left the room, closing the door behind him. Ishika laid on the bed, catching her breath, recovering from that frenzied sexual escapade.

I slowly slid open the balcony glass door and entered the bedroom. Ishika looked at me with heavy, unfocused eyes. She just lay there without much reaction to my presence. I slipped off my trousers and t-shirt and approached the bed naked, my rock-hard erection leading the way. I knelt on the bed and parted her legs, taking a look at her used, well fucked pussy. I saw a small stream of whitish semen oozed out of my wife’s pussy. Evidence of her brother’s cum overflowing her cunt.

I got between her legs, pushed her knees towards her chest and plunged my hard cock into her cunt. The sensation was indescribable. My cock parted her pussy lips and entered her cum filled fuck hole. It was the first time in my life that I was experiencing sloppy-seconds. Her cum filled pussy made my cock much slicker and it glided inside her effortlessly. I looked down to see white froth around my cock as it moved in and out of her cunt.

I fucked Ishika mercilessly, pounding her cunt with all my pent-up passion and desire. I was extremely horny after watching her fuck her brother. I needed to reclaim her. Her cum filled pussy felt unbelievably pleasurable and within few minutes I was done for. I thrust into her pussy and grunted as I shot loads after loads of my cum inside her. My load joined her brother’s load inside her cunt and overflowed, leaking from the sides.

Completely spent, I disengaged from my wife and flopped down on the bed, catching my breath. I looked at her and saw her eyes closed, resting. I kissed her lips, got off the bed and went to the bathroom to clean myself up.


Ishika opened her eyes as the bathroom door closed. She looked down to see the mess below her pussy. The copious amounts of cum her brother and her husband had shot in her pussy was all overflowing and running down her pussy and ass crack, pooling on the bedsheet. She quickly pulled some tissues from the bedside table and wiped them off to prevent the stains. Then she smiled to herself, remembering the events of the last few days.

Oh, men! They always think they’re so discreet, making secret plans. They have no idea how loud they talk once they get drunk. They have no idea how easy it is to read the private messages on their phones.

These thoughts went through Ishika’s mind as she caressed her satisfied and well fucked pussy, drifting off to sleep.

The End.

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