My name is Varun. I am 24 years old and live in a shared flat in Pune with my best friend Akash. We have been friends since school. Akash has a younger sister named Sneha. She is 22 and studies in the same city. She used to visit our flat often, especially on weekends, to stay for a day or two when she had free time from her hostel.
Sneha is fair with a soft glow. She has long black hair which she keeps open most of the time. Her body is soft and full – heavy round breasts that look tight in her tops, a slim waist, wide hips and a big, round ass that moves when she walks. She has a bright smile and a habit of sitting close while talking. Every time she came to the flat I found it hard to keep my eyes off her.
Akash treated her like a kid sometimes, but she was clearly a grown woman. She wore short tops and tight jeans or short nighties when she stayed over. I started noticing the way she looked at me when Akash was busy on his phone or in the kitchen. The way her eyes went to my arms or the front of my shorts.
One weekend Akash had to go to his native place for a family function. He left on Friday evening and said he would return only on Sunday night. Sneha had already planned to stay at our flat for the weekend because her hostel was closed for maintenance. That left only Sneha and me in the flat.
On Friday night we ordered food and sat in the living room. She was wearing a light purple short nightie. No bra. I could clearly see the shape of her heavy breasts and the dark outline of her nipples. Her hair was open. We talked about college, about Akash, about random things. The atmosphere slowly became heavier.
After some time she stretched and her nightie rode up on her thighs. She noticed me looking and smiled.
“Varun, tu aaj bahut dekh raha hai,” she said softly.
I felt heat rise in my face. “Sneha… main—”
She moved closer on the sofa. Her thigh touched mine. “Main bhi dekh rahi hoon,” she whispered.
I turned towards her. Our faces were close. I could smell her mild perfume and the natural scent of her skin. I leaned in and kissed her. She opened her mouth almost immediately. The kiss became deep and hungry. Her soft lips and tongue moved against mine. I put my hand on her waist and pulled her closer. Her heavy breasts pressed against my chest.
She broke the kiss and looked at me with dark eyes. “Varun… yeh galat hai. Main Akash ki behen hoon.”
“Main jaanta hoon,” I said, my voice rough. “Par main ruk nahi pa raha.”
She stared at me for a long moment. Then she climbed onto my lap, straddling me. The nightie rode up completely. She was not wearing panties. I felt the warm bare skin of her thighs and the soft heat of her pussy against the hard bulge in my shorts. My hands went under the nightie and cupped her big soft ass. She moaned into my mouth and kissed me harder.
I pulled the nightie over her head and threw it on the floor. Her naked body was in front of me. Full heavy breasts with dark nipples already hard. Soft stomach. Smooth pussy with a neat thin line of hair. I leaned forward and took one nipple into my mouth. She arched her back and held my head tightly. I sucked hard, then switched to the other side while my hand slid between her legs. She was already very wet. My fingers slipped inside her easily. Hot and tight.
“Ahh… Varun… haan… aise,” she whispered, moving her hips on my hand.
I stood up with her in my arms and carried her to my bedroom. I laid her on the bed. She watched me with hungry eyes as I removed my clothes. My cock sprang out hard and thick. She reached out and wrapped her soft hand around it, stroking slowly.
“Itna mota… aur hard,” she said in a low voice.
I climbed over her. She spread her legs wide. I rubbed the head of my cock up and down her wet slit and then pushed in slowly. She was tight. Her pussy gripped me hard as I went deeper until I was fully inside. She dug her nails into my back and moaned loudly.
I started fucking her with deep strokes. Her heavy breasts bounced with every thrust. I sucked them while pounding her. She wrapped her legs around my waist and pulled me deeper. The wet sound of our bodies filled the room.
After some time I pulled out and turned her over. She went on all fours quickly. I entered her from behind in one hard thrust. She cried out and pushed her ass back against me. I held her wide hips and started fucking her harder. The sight of her big soft ass jiggling, her pussy stretched around my cock, drove me crazy. I reached under and rubbed her clit. She came hard, her whole body shaking and her pussy clenching tightly around me.
I did not stop. I kept pounding her through the orgasm. When I felt myself close I pulled out, turned her around and pushed my cock into her mouth. She took it greedily, sucking and licking her own juices off my shaft. She went deep, gagged a little, pulled back and did it again. I held her hair and fucked her mouth until I was about to cum. Then I pulled out and pushed back inside her pussy. I thrust deep and came hard, filling her with thick hot cum.
We lay side by side breathing heavily. After a few minutes she got up, went to the bathroom and came back still naked. She sat on the edge of the bed.
“Varun… yeh sirf aaj ki baat honi chahiye. Akash ko pata chal gaya toh…”
I pulled her down and kissed her again. “Sneha, ab main normal nahi reh sakta.”
She did not argue. She climbed on top of me. My cock was already getting hard again. She stroked it until it was fully hard, then slowly sat down on it. She rode me slowly at first, her heavy breasts moving in front of my face. I held them and sucked the nipples while she moved. Then she increased the speed. The wet sound of her pussy sliding up and down my cock was loud. She came again, grinding hard. I held her hips and thrust up, filling her a second time.
That night we did not sleep much. Around 1:40 am she woke me by taking my cock in her mouth. Soft, slow, deep sucking. When I was hard she climbed on top again in reverse cowgirl. I watched her big ass bounce as she rode. I slapped it lightly. She moaned louder and pushed back harder. I came inside her again.
In the morning she was in the kitchen making tea when I came out. She was wearing only my t-shirt. When she saw me she smiled shyly.
“Akash kal raat tak aayega,” she said.
I went behind her, pressed my body against her back and put my hands on her breasts under the t-shirt. She leaned back into me for a long moment, then gently pushed me away.
“Ab nahi Varun. Risk hai.”
But her voice was soft.
The rest of the weekend we could not stay away from each other. I fucked her in the kitchen against the counter, on the sofa, and once in the bathroom under the shower. She started initiating more. On Saturday afternoon she made me sit on the chair and gave me a long slow blowjob while looking into my eyes until I flooded her mouth. She swallowed everything.
When Akash returned on Sunday night everything looked normal. Sneha spoke to him normally and helped with dinner. But when she was leaving for her hostel the next morning she brushed her hand against the front of my shorts and whispered, “Jab woh nahi hoga, message karna.”
That is how it started. And that is how it continues even now. Whenever Akash is out of town or staying late at office, Sneha comes to the flat. Sometimes she stays the night. The risk makes every session hotter.
Last month Akash went for a family wedding for four days. Sneha stayed at the flat the entire time. We fucked in every room. One night she made me take her on the small balcony late at night. Another night she rode me for almost an hour until she came multiple times before letting me fill her.
Sneha is still my best friend’s sister. She still smiles and talks normally when the three of us are together. But every time she looks at me from across the room with that small secret smile, I know that the next chance we get, her tight pussy will again be wrapped tightly around my cock.
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Sneha is fair with a soft glow. She has long black hair which she keeps open most of the time. Her body is soft and full – heavy round breasts that look tight in her tops, a slim waist, wide hips and a big, round ass that moves when she walks. She has a bright smile and a habit of sitting close while talking. Every time she came to the flat I found it hard to keep my eyes off her.
Akash treated her like a kid sometimes, but she was clearly a grown woman. She wore short tops and tight jeans or short nighties when she stayed over. I started noticing the way she looked at me when Akash was busy on his phone or in the kitchen. The way her eyes went to my arms or the front of my shorts.
One weekend Akash had to go to his native place for a family function. He left on Friday evening and said he would return only on Sunday night. Sneha had already planned to stay at our flat for the weekend because her hostel was closed for maintenance. That left only Sneha and me in the flat.
On Friday night we ordered food and sat in the living room. She was wearing a light purple short nightie. No bra. I could clearly see the shape of her heavy breasts and the dark outline of her nipples. Her hair was open. We talked about college, about Akash, about random things. The atmosphere slowly became heavier.
After some time she stretched and her nightie rode up on her thighs. She noticed me looking and smiled.
“Varun, tu aaj bahut dekh raha hai,” she said softly.
I felt heat rise in my face. “Sneha… main—”
She moved closer on the sofa. Her thigh touched mine. “Main bhi dekh rahi hoon,” she whispered.
I turned towards her. Our faces were close. I could smell her mild perfume and the natural scent of her skin. I leaned in and kissed her. She opened her mouth almost immediately. The kiss became deep and hungry. Her soft lips and tongue moved against mine. I put my hand on her waist and pulled her closer. Her heavy breasts pressed against my chest.
She broke the kiss and looked at me with dark eyes. “Varun… yeh galat hai. Main Akash ki behen hoon.”
“Main jaanta hoon,” I said, my voice rough. “Par main ruk nahi pa raha.”
She stared at me for a long moment. Then she climbed onto my lap, straddling me. The nightie rode up completely. She was not wearing panties. I felt the warm bare skin of her thighs and the soft heat of her pussy against the hard bulge in my shorts. My hands went under the nightie and cupped her big soft ass. She moaned into my mouth and kissed me harder.
I pulled the nightie over her head and threw it on the floor. Her naked body was in front of me. Full heavy breasts with dark nipples already hard. Soft stomach. Smooth pussy with a neat thin line of hair. I leaned forward and took one nipple into my mouth. She arched her back and held my head tightly. I sucked hard, then switched to the other side while my hand slid between her legs. She was already very wet. My fingers slipped inside her easily. Hot and tight.
“Ahh… Varun… haan… aise,” she whispered, moving her hips on my hand.
I stood up with her in my arms and carried her to my bedroom. I laid her on the bed. She watched me with hungry eyes as I removed my clothes. My cock sprang out hard and thick. She reached out and wrapped her soft hand around it, stroking slowly.
“Itna mota… aur hard,” she said in a low voice.
I climbed over her. She spread her legs wide. I rubbed the head of my cock up and down her wet slit and then pushed in slowly. She was tight. Her pussy gripped me hard as I went deeper until I was fully inside. She dug her nails into my back and moaned loudly.
I started fucking her with deep strokes. Her heavy breasts bounced with every thrust. I sucked them while pounding her. She wrapped her legs around my waist and pulled me deeper. The wet sound of our bodies filled the room.
After some time I pulled out and turned her over. She went on all fours quickly. I entered her from behind in one hard thrust. She cried out and pushed her ass back against me. I held her wide hips and started fucking her harder. The sight of her big soft ass jiggling, her pussy stretched around my cock, drove me crazy. I reached under and rubbed her clit. She came hard, her whole body shaking and her pussy clenching tightly around me.
I did not stop. I kept pounding her through the orgasm. When I felt myself close I pulled out, turned her around and pushed my cock into her mouth. She took it greedily, sucking and licking her own juices off my shaft. She went deep, gagged a little, pulled back and did it again. I held her hair and fucked her mouth until I was about to cum. Then I pulled out and pushed back inside her pussy. I thrust deep and came hard, filling her with thick hot cum.
We lay side by side breathing heavily. After a few minutes she got up, went to the bathroom and came back still naked. She sat on the edge of the bed.
“Varun… yeh sirf aaj ki baat honi chahiye. Akash ko pata chal gaya toh…”
I pulled her down and kissed her again. “Sneha, ab main normal nahi reh sakta.”
She did not argue. She climbed on top of me. My cock was already getting hard again. She stroked it until it was fully hard, then slowly sat down on it. She rode me slowly at first, her heavy breasts moving in front of my face. I held them and sucked the nipples while she moved. Then she increased the speed. The wet sound of her pussy sliding up and down my cock was loud. She came again, grinding hard. I held her hips and thrust up, filling her a second time.
That night we did not sleep much. Around 1:40 am she woke me by taking my cock in her mouth. Soft, slow, deep sucking. When I was hard she climbed on top again in reverse cowgirl. I watched her big ass bounce as she rode. I slapped it lightly. She moaned louder and pushed back harder. I came inside her again.
In the morning she was in the kitchen making tea when I came out. She was wearing only my t-shirt. When she saw me she smiled shyly.
“Akash kal raat tak aayega,” she said.
I went behind her, pressed my body against her back and put my hands on her breasts under the t-shirt. She leaned back into me for a long moment, then gently pushed me away.
“Ab nahi Varun. Risk hai.”
But her voice was soft.
The rest of the weekend we could not stay away from each other. I fucked her in the kitchen against the counter, on the sofa, and once in the bathroom under the shower. She started initiating more. On Saturday afternoon she made me sit on the chair and gave me a long slow blowjob while looking into my eyes until I flooded her mouth. She swallowed everything.
When Akash returned on Sunday night everything looked normal. Sneha spoke to him normally and helped with dinner. But when she was leaving for her hostel the next morning she brushed her hand against the front of my shorts and whispered, “Jab woh nahi hoga, message karna.”
That is how it started. And that is how it continues even now. Whenever Akash is out of town or staying late at office, Sneha comes to the flat. Sometimes she stays the night. The risk makes every session hotter.
Last month Akash went for a family wedding for four days. Sneha stayed at the flat the entire time. We fucked in every room. One night she made me take her on the small balcony late at night. Another night she rode me for almost an hour until she came multiple times before letting me fill her.
Sneha is still my best friend’s sister. She still smiles and talks normally when the three of us are together. But every time she looks at me from across the room with that small secret smile, I know that the next chance we get, her tight pussy will again be wrapped tightly around my cock.
If you liked this hot friend’s sister chudai story, leave a comment. Tell me what you want next – more details of a particular night or what happened when Akash almost came home early. I will write it.