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I am Prajwal and this story explores how my sister Priyanka saved my marriage and how the relationship between me and my wife became stronger due to her. I also managed to come closer to my sister in the process. I shall always remain indebted to her for saving my marriage.

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As soon as I opened the door, a woman lunged towards me and began to beat me left and right. It took me a few seconds to realize it was my sister Priyanka. She attacked me like a tigress hunting a deer, screaming and scratching me with her nails and pulling my hair. I tried to catch her hands but it only made her angry.

A brand new TV set, an expensive glass vase and numerous books around the room crashed around us. I was he screaming WAIT WHAT HAPPENED and she was screaming back something about an EMAIL!

She finally stopped when she saw blood on her hands. At first she thought that she had cut herself but then she saw me bleeding from my thighs and arms and realised that a piece of glass had injured me. Priyanka immediately stopped.

“Oh my god! Oh my god What have I done!” she said, her hair still disarrayed, her eyes still red with anger.

She stood still for a few minutes until she heard me calling out her name. Then she broke away from her trance and got hold of herself, and we both rushed to the doctor’s chamber. I received some stitches over my thighs and a few on my right arm, from the piece of glass that broke when Priyanka was attacking me. We came back home and I was tired and soon dozed off to sleep. I only woke up after 2 hours.

I opened my eyes to see my sister, Priyanka, standing over me. Her black hair was tied into a ponytail; her eyes was moist with tears as she looked down at me. “Prajwal, I’ve been so worried….” Her voice stopped as she held back her tears.

“Oh, Prajwal, I don’t know what to say….. I am still angry as hell but I am also sorry for this injury “

“Do you hate me Prajwal?”

“No!” I said “No No… Why would I hate you? I love you.”

Then it dawned upon me and I asked her “What email are you talking about?”

“From you ” Priyanka replied. “Why did you write that obscene mail to me?”

“I did not write any Email to you! Why would I write to you when we stay in the same city and I can call you, or meet you?” I said and then “And what email is this that got you this mad!”

“Do you want to read it?”

Priyanka got up and came back with my laptop. She signed in and showed over the email.

My love Priyanka,

I cannot hold this inside me any longer, else I fear I will explode. You might hate me for saying this but I am helpless.

Sex has a way of softening limbs, oiling joints and melding hearts. We burrow in closer wrapping arms and legs over and under each other. Earthy blanket of sleep covers us two bodies releasing one breath. Finding home, coiled and tucked in each other’s sweat.

I always wanted to fucked you, carelessly, like a dog. You came to the side of the bed and sat staring at me. Then I kissed you — all over your sexy body and made passionate love. I wanted to leave a mark: that’s how I knew I loved you. Because I wanted to have you in the end, on my bed, naked, as my lover–

Your admirer,

Prajwal

Underneath the mail was a pic of my erect penis. I buried my face in his palms and started crying.

“Prajwal…” Priyanka said after what seemed like several minutes. “Did you share your password with her?”

I shook my head indicating a YES.

“Perhaps you should now change it.” Priyanka said smiling.

Priyanka went on “It takes a special kind of mind to come up with something like this. Boy she must really hate you.”

“I’d never expect something like this from her sis.” I said.

“Please tell me what happened……” Priyanka said.

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So I narrated…..

I was returning from Delhi a day ahead of schedule and I wanted to surprise Nandini, my wife. All my thoughts kept returning to Nandini. There had always been something more to Nandini. I felt a twinge in my loins as I thought about her. I remembered the contours of her body, glistening with a sheen of sweat. The way she smelled when her body clung to him. The feel of my cock in Nandini’s warm, wet mouth.

Nandini was beautiful, and always had the lighter glow of innocent desire. Her long black hair, large, dark eyes, and full lips. Her lithe figure with taut, upturned breasts with their small pebble-like nipples. The flatness of her abdomen leading to her pinkish sex hidden beneath dark tufts made me stiff. I realized I needed Nandini. I hadn’t had sex since I left home about 2 weeks ago.

Reaching my flat, I quickly unlocked the door and went in quietly. I quietly stripped naked and wanted to surprise my wife, but I stopped. The flat was small enough that sound carried. And, I heard moaning coming from my bedroom. Then, the rhythmic creak of a bed. I stood and listened, rooted in place by confusion.

The tempo of the squeaking quickened. The moaning grew louder. A squeal of Magosa Escort delight. I slowly walked to the bedroom. The door was open and I looked at Nandini’s naked back, arched. Hands in her hair, like she did when she was in the throes of passion. I saw another man’s hands on her hips, steadying her as she rhythmically fucked him. I stood in the doorway as she put her hands on the man’s torso and then lowered her naked body onto him. A throaty moan escaped her lips. Now, I could see her ass slowly moving up and down. The man’s hands went to her ass, pulling the cheeks apart and started fingering her ass. I saw a dark cock buried in my wife’s pussy. My wife was kissing that man as he played with her boobs. Technically, all her 3 holes were busy being pleasured, simultaneously.

With ragged moans, Nandini rode the man. I stood in the threshold of the bedroom. I felt rage building in me. I purposefully strode into the room. My fists were both clenched. The two heard me come in and immediately separated. Nandini, her eyes wide with fear and horror, rolled off her lover, pulling the bedsheet to cover her naked torso. The man rose on the bed and then began to scramble up. I wanted to kill the bastard but stopped as I saw his face.

“Get out of my house before I kill you, motherfucker (madarchod)………. Sisterfucker (behenchod).”

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There was something unusual about Priyanka asking me about my sex life. She was usually very very coy about sex. I, on the other hand, had never been coy.

“She was caught cheating on you.”

“Yup. She’d pretend to be all honey- honey about us, but she was caught fucking another man”

Priyanka felt a pang of pity on me and my situation and her empathy increased manifold as she just put me into bed for 2 weeks, by her reckless stupid behaviour. Priyanka went back into the bathroom. She washed her face. She wanted to cry out load but somehow managed herself and came out.

She then asked me ” Did you recognize the man”

I kept quiet, and just lowered my head in shame.

She repeated again and I just shouted “I WAS HER BROTHER”

Priyanka just lay beside me on the bed. We both were silent. Nobody spoke anything. I was angry on my wife for cheating on me and that too with her own brother. Priyanka sympathised with me but she felt guilty of hurting me and putting me on bed for 2 weeks.

She broke the silence and said ” Do you remember the incident from college, the Imran incident “

I broke into a smile and lowered my head in embarrassment.

She continued ” Thank you for introducing me to my husband Imran”

I replied ” Thank you for saving me from Imran, during my college days and then making us relatives “

Priyanka then slipped her leg between mine and snuggled up to my neck. I loved the soft warmth of our skin pressed up against one another and the feel of her heartbeat against my cheek and the sound of her slow, steady breathing. As we lay next to each other, limbs intertwined, she lightly ran her fingertips up and down my chest, giving me goosebumps all over. I shivered and she pulled me even close, pulling my face up to hers.

She kissed me slowly, not yet wanting to explore my mouth with her tongue. She placed small, tender, moist kisses on my lips, and finally, she reached up suddenly with her hands and held my face close to hers. Pressing her lips to mine, she slipped her tongue between my lips, insistently probing my tongue, while her hand started fondling my dick over my shorts. I was simultaneously in pain and pleasure and I just drifted to sleep.

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“Uh, Priyanka? I… I need your help.” It was the next morning, and I was discovering just how big of an impact my injuries were having.

“Prajwal? Where….” The bathroom door opened and my sister stuck her head in. “Prajwal, what are you doing?”

“Um, trying to go to the bathroom. But I can’t undo my shorts. But I managed to lift up the lid, with my foot.” It seemed a silly accomplishment, but I was still proud of it. “And I think I can probably flush it when I’m done.”

“Oh, Prajwal….” She open the door and came in. I had called her when she was getting dressed, as all she had on were her bra and panties. These were lacy and for the first time I realized that my sister was a beautiful young woman, with perfect curves, well-proportioned breasts, firm hips below a flat stomach.

She was saying something to me, looking up at my face. I tore my eyes away and shook my head. “Sorry, sis, I’m still a little dizzy from the pain killer pills. What did you say?”

“I said, can you take it from here or do you need more help?” She looked concerned.

“Oh.” Her hands we still holding the front of my shorts open. Looking past her face, her breasts, I could see my underpants shifting as my cock continued to stiffen. “Um, I think I can handle it from here.”

“Okay, Prajwal, I’ll give you your privacy. Let me know if you need anything else.” She stretched up to kiss me on the cheek. Kıbrıs Escort As she did, she let go of my shorts, pulling them to the floor. My cock tented my underwear, and then was trapped between our bodies as she pressed hers against mine for a brief hug, her breasts pressed against my chest. She looked up at me with concern, then she walked out, shutting the door behind her.

I managed to put my left thumb in the waistband of my underwear, and slowly pulled them down. My cock sprang up but I managed to press it down and aim it at the toilet bowl, but it slipped and I ended up peeing all over the place. Once I was done, the erection began to go down until my cock was flaccid again, wetting my shorts and underwear. I bent down to pull them up and almost fell over. My shoulder and wrist were throbbing, and I stood there in a pool of pee, naked from the waist down.

I sighed. “Priyanka?”

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I was sitting on the sofa, wearing shorts. Priyanka stood in front of me, dressed in a t-shirt and shorts. Her face was sweaty after cleaning up my mess.

“I am staying here for 2 weeks and I have already informed Imran. ” Okay, ground rules. First, no going to the bathroom by yourself. I don’t want to clean up something like that every time.”

“I’m sorry, sis. But I just couldn’t aim it.”

“Then I will.” I opened my mouth to speak, but she cut me off. “Prajwal, let’s be realistic. I’m going to have to help you with everything. I’ve already seen your… your penis. I’m going to have to help you with your shorts when you go. When you go poop, I’m going to have to wipe your ass. I’ll have to bath you – probably sooner as you stink.”

I simply nodded my head in agreement.

“One more thing,” she said. “No secrets between us. The doctor said these pain killers can have side effects — nightmares, impaired vision, abrupt anger, all sorts of things. The doctor told me to keep my eyes open and let them know if I see anything bad happening. So I need to know what you’re thinking, what you’re feeling. You have to be completely 100% honest with me. And to be fair, I’ll be 100% open and honest with you. Okay? Do you swear, Prajwal?”

I nodded again. “I swear, Priyanka.”

“So what are you feeling, Prajwal?”

“Tired.” The pills were definitely kicking in. I closed my eyes and shifted on the sofa. I felt hands on my ankles as Priyanka helped me swing my legs up. Soft lips touched my forehead.

“Sleep well, Prajwal. I’ll never leave you alone. I’ll always take care of my brother.” I felt her begin to draw her hand away from my chest. Then I felt warm breath on my ear.

“Prajwal? Can you still hear me?”

“Hmmm….” I was in a trance.

“When I hugged you earlier, was your… penis hard?”

“Mmmm, hard….”

“What were you thinking about then, when I helped you with your shorts?”

As I drifted off completely to sleep, I heard my voice say “Fucking.”

******

“How are you feeling, Prajwal?”

“Better.” I opened my eyes slowly.

“Good. You slept about six hours. I made you some chicken soup. You haven’t eaten since you got home. Do you need to go to the bathroom before you eat?”

” Yes….”

She carefully helped me to my feet, and led me down to the bathroom. “Piss or Poop.”

“Piss” I confirmed.

She lifted the toilet lid and seat, and positioned me in front of the toilet. She took a deep breath. “Are you ready?”

“Priyanka, you don’t have to do this.”

She grinned. “What are my options, cleaning up another huge mess? No thanks.’

She held the waistband of my shorts and gently pulled them down. Thankfully, I had somehow avoided getting hard during all of this. Then Priyanka hesitantly reach out her hand and wrapped it around my cock. Her touch sent a shock through my system; it was so surprising that I involuntarily gasped.

“Prajwal, are you okay? Am I hurting you?”

“No, sis. It’s just… well, nobody’s touched me there since Nandini left….”

“Prajwal, listen!” she smiled and I looked at her. “Okay, don’t get me wrong, your lack of a sex life is absolutely thrilling, and we can talk about it later if you want. But now, are you going to pee, or are you going to stand here with your sweet, innocent sister holding your penis all day?”

I looked down to her hand guiltily. My cock was still flaccid, but looked like it had filled a little and wasn’t as drawn up as it had been. I mumbled “sorry”, and concentrated on peeing. Which, of course, didn’t work. I tried squeezing my bladder, but that just made the cock flex, which made Priyanka draw her hand back like it had been bit.

“Ahh, what happened?

“Sorry, I was trying to ………

She grinned and reached for it again, then stopped. “Hey, its, bigger?”

I looked and saw that I now had the beginnings of an erection. As we watched, it grew a bit longer. She reached out and touched it again.

“Um, Priyanka, I don’t think I’m going to pee right now. Why don’t we go get that soup?”

She Lefkoşa Escort ignored me, staring at my cock. She released it, and it stood on its own, now almost to its full 7″ size. “Wow…” She lightly ran her fingers along its length. I closed my eyes and moaned.

“Prajwal, did I…”

Her fingers returned to my cock, lightly stroking it. Then she slid one finger over the tip. “It’s wet there, Prajwal. “

“Are you going to cum, Prajwal?” Surprise was in her voice.

“Yes, Priyanka, if you keep doing that.”

“Doing this, Prajwal?” Excitement was starting to creep into her voice. He fingers resumed running lightly up and down my length.

“Yes, sis. Wrap your fingers around it. Now, start to stroke up and down it. Oh, yes, that’s good. That’s the way. Oh, I’m going to cum. “

I opened my eyes and looked down. Priyanka sitting on the toilet in front of me, staring at my cock as she jerked me off. It was pointed right at her chest, and I could feel the pressure building in my balls.

“Priyanka,” I said, intending to warn her. She looked up at me and our eyes met; I was struck silent by the unconditional love I saw in hers.

And then it happened. A rope of sticky white cum shot out of my cock and hit my sister’s chest. She broke eye contact with me and stared at my cock as another rope joined the first. She adjusted the aim, and the third rope brushed her chin and stuck in her hair. The next one hit her cheek, and ran down to the corner of her mouth. At that point she dropped my cock, letting the last few pulses dribble out. As she looked back up to me, her tongue darted out and licked a bit of cum off her cheek.

“Wow, Prajwal, that was…”

My head was spinning. Fortunately Priyanka jumped up and grabbed me before I fell, preventing me from re-injuring my arm or legs. Leaning heavily on her, we managed to make to my bed.

“You need something to eat. I’ll be right back.” She returned with a large bowl. She sat on the bed, put the straw in my mouth. “Now, drink.”

It was exactly what I needed, and as I drank, my sister watched me closely to make sure I was okay.

“Prajwal. I’ll be right back, just want to clean all this up.”

The soup did wonders for me and I was resting more comfortably. I was thinking about what just happened in the bathroom. I felt extremely guilty about it – At the same time, I thought back to what she had said. She was going to be taking care of me and my needs for 2 weeks, my every need, as she had outlined. And having a beautiful young woman in contact with my cock, erections are bound to happen from time to time. Priyanka didn’t seem traumatized by the incident but I wanted to discuss the matter with Priyanka.

I had just gotten to this decision when Priyanka walked back in the room, wearing her bra and panties and carrying her pillow, a towel and some clothes. “Okay, the kitchen and bathroom are cleaned up, and I’m going to take a quick shower, and then I’ve got some shopping to do. But first, let’s get you situated.”

She placed the pillow on my naked lap, and then placed the Mobile phone and remote for my bedroom TV on it. “Now, can you reach those with your right hand okay? I’m going to use your bathroom; it’s closer than the other one. I’ll leave the door open. Just call my name if you need anything.”

My bathroom was pretty large. The opposite wall had the toilet and shower area with a clear glass surround. The wall opposite the shower, next to the door, had a floor-to-ceiling mirror on it.

From the bed, with the door open, the mirrors provided a perfect view of the shower areas. I watched as my sister turned on the water for the shower, then stripped off her bra and panties. I could see her firm breasts. I saw her neatly trimmed pubic hair. She turned around to take soap out from the cupboard and I saw her smooth round ass, her hips, and for all the guilt I was feeling at secretly looking at my naked sister, I could not move my eyes away from her exquisite beauty.

Then she looked in the mirror, right into my eyes. “You okay Prajwal?” I nodded and she smiled. “Okay, let me know if you need anything.”

It was her gentle way to let me know that she knew I could see her, and it was okay. Then she got in the shower and washed herself, cleaning the remains of my cum off her face and hair. By the time she was done, I was quite hard again, and thanked God for the pillow covering my lap. She smiled at me in the mirror as she towelled her hair, which caused her breasts to shake.

“Looks like you’re feeling better, Prajwal.”

I smiled back. “Yes, the soup helped a lot.”

She hung up the towel, picked up her clothes, and walked naked into the bedroom. She walked over to the bed, and asked Prajwal “Why do you need a 2 large packs of Condoms?”. She had found them in my bathroom cupboard while looking for soap.

I looked up at her. She looked fresh, a tiny whiff of lime came to me. I said ” Nandini does not want to get pregnant and she desists taking pills….. and there was a big discount on condoms……so”

“Anyway, I wont be needing those, and will exchange them with the shopkeeper”

She quickly pulled on a t-shirt, panties, shorts and sandals.

“I’m going to the mall. Call my cell if you need me. Do you need anything before I go? Anything?”

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