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Dream of Fucking My Sister Fulfilled - Ch. 3

When our children and her son moved out of home, Mina & I met more often mostly at home. That gave me more opportunity to get intimate to her. We spent hours together and talked endlessly. I became more & more daring in touching her and made no secret of my physical desire. I lovingly held her in my arms, moved my hands on her bare arms and even on her partly bare thighs outside her shorts. When I was too excited, I even hugged her and felt her soft breasts. While she didn’t actively reciprocate to my overtures, she did give me lot of indulgence so much so that whenever we were alone at home she wore sleeveless top and no bra.

One day, I got pretty excited as I saw her long armpit hair popping out of the folds of her underarm. I started fondling her armpit and played with the hair.

At this point she said, “You are very fond of armpit hair, aren’t you?”

I asked, “How did you know?”

“My sister tells me everything about you. It’s because of you, I have stopped shaving my armpits.”

I was so pleased to hear this that I gave her a passionate kiss on her cheeks and raising her arms up started kissing her armpits. She never tried to stop me and I revelled in the combination of softness, abundance of hair and the wonderful aroma of her perfume.

From that day onwards, I kissed her armpits and played with the hair whenever we were alone. I also loved to fondle her legs and her partly bare thighs below her shorts.

This way, my strong physical desire came out in the open. Though Mina didn’t resist, I was hesitant to break the ultimate barrier. I knew Mina loved her sister and wouldn’t like to cheat on her. In order not to get carried away by lust, I took two safety measures. I stopped drinking when I was alone with her and we never spent the night together.

She one day gave me a total surprise. After spending some time at her house, we decided to go out for dinner. She went inside to have a shower and change. She took unusually long time to come back. Finally when she came out of her bedroom, I was enamoured by a very different but wonderful aroma of a new perfume.

Wow! She wore a lovely silk dress with spaghetti straps. The body hugging dress ended just above her knees and displayed the curves of her thighs & hips. Her legs looked very fair against the black dress and I noticed her legs were clean shaved. Her bare arms showed a lovely pair of folds at her underarms. As she came close to me and placed her arms on my shoulders, I was awed at the silky smoothness of her armpits.

Normally I would have been very disappointed with her luxuriant hair shaved off, but I had a turn on from her soft fair armpits with sexy creases on the silky skin. In an impulse I put my nose in her armpit and got mesmerized by the aroma. As I started nudging her underarms with my nose, she coyly moved away and reminded me that we were getting late. As she walked out of the door in front of me, her butts swayed beautifully. Somehow I felt her dress was clinging too close on her butts and suspected she had no panty underneath. This gave me a hell of a turn on and I was desperate to check if she was really without a panty. In the car I tried to move my hands over her bum, but she moved away. But the little feel that I got for a split second, I couldn’t find the any edge of her panty. My suspicion & curiosity got stronger.

She possibly felt my pulse and diverted my mind by asking in a husky voice, “Are you unhappy that I shaved?” Without giving me a chance to answer she continued, “I will maintain the natural look. I just felt like showing you smoothness also has it’s own beauty.”

In the restaurant, we sat opposite to each other and I had no chance to touch her hips. She acted a bit too careful when she moved her legs and made sure her dress doesn’t move up. This gave me fresh turn on and I felt my manhood rising in strong greed. As I dropped her at her flat, I wanted to go up to her door and try to check again on the pretext of a good night hug & kiss. But she didn’t give me a chance and giving me a quick kiss on the cheek walked away quickly. As I watched the sway of her hips, I felt the dress stuck too closely on her butts with no barrier of panty between the dress and her skin. This drove me crazy again and I had a raging hard on. After reaching home, I jerked off and shot out a huge load.

As I cooled down and lied down on my bed, I wondered why she teased me like this, which was not in her nature. It dawned on me this was her own way of expressing her physical desire. I felt time has come to break the ultimate barrier. I couldn’t sleep well as the thought kept coming back.

After about two weeks, my wife was away on a tour to Bombay and was scheduled to back in the weekend. I got a call from her on Friday to say that she was staying back in Bombay for the weekend as she met an old school friend. She told me to call Mina over for the weekend, so that I don’t feel lonely.

Almost immediately after I returned home, I got a call from Mina. She was in the neighbourhood and was coming over. After she came she told me she had no car and came by taxi. I realised that I had no means of dropping her home as my personal car was in the garage and I released the office car, as I had no plans to go out. As I told her this, both of us felt very disappointed that we couldn’t spend enough time together. She had to leave early to make sure she gets a taxi for going home. We had a quick bite of snacks, had a little chitchat and she was on her way home. I wanted to walk her up to the taxi, but she refused. Within a few minutes after she left a very heavy downpour started. I got worried and wondered if she could get a taxi before it started raining. I tried to call her mobile phone, but it was switched off.

After allowing sufficient time for her to reach home I called her home but got engaged tone. I knew my brother in law was out of town and wondered whom was she talking to. I tried several times and her phone was still engaged. I suspected the phone was out of order and I really got worried. I was hoping that her mobile phone battery ran out and she would call me after putting it on charge. As I was expecting the phone to ring any minute, the doorbell rang. To my great relief it was Mina standing there, partly drenched in rain. As my tension got released, I gave her a hug and a kiss on her cheek and welcomed her in. She said she got caught in the rain before she could get a taxi. Taking shelter in a shop she tried to stop running taxis without any success for a long time. In the mean time the road was getting water logged and there was no sign of the rain coming to a stop. So gave up the idea of going home and came back.

As her salwar kameez was quite drenched I gave her a towel and told her to rush to the bathroom. As she entered the bathroom and closed the door, I asked her to throw out her wet clothes out of the door so that I could put them in a drier and told her to have a warm shower. She asked me what would she wear after shower. I said I would find something from her sister’s clothes. As she put out her hand by opening the door a little, I noticed she still had her wristwatch on. I took it off her wrist. The first one to come out of the small opening was her long top. Next came out her white printed bra. I loved the pink hearts printed on white. As I was admiring the print she asked me if I recognised the bra. I remembered that about a year ago, I brought this bra for her from a store in Paris. I smelled the bra and the aroma was lovely. Next came out her salwar pants.

As she closed the door, I asked her if she wouldn’t like to get her panty dried. As there was no answer, I realised she didn’t wear any panty. This gave me a big turn on and I examined the crotch of the pants. The crotch was quite damp. The dampness must have been due to her pussy juice and not because of rain, as the adjoining fabric was quite dry. I smelled the crotch and found an exotic smell mixed with aroma of her perfume. As I smelled the crotch repeatedly I discovered a few pieces of long curly hair clinging to the fabric. I now checked the back of the pants and smelled the part, which touched the crack between the butts. I got a different kind of exciting smell. As I was engrossed in her discarded clothes, she called out asking me to give her some clothes.

I hurriedly started searching in my wife’s cupboard but couldn’t find any thing suitable. As I kept on searching, I heard the bathroom door open. Mina had come out with the towel wrapped around her. I was charmed to see her lovely thighs. She asked me to move and bent down to search. The towel moved up a bit and I could see the bottom edge of her butts. By now I had a strong hard on and my pyjama tented. None of my wife’s shorts could be found; possibly she had taken them all with her. Finally she found an oversized T-shirt and put it on. As she pulled the T – shirt over her head and removed the towel her body was partly exposed and I could see a bit of her naked butts for a split second. This made me awfully horny. The T - shirt was rather long and covered almost down to her knees. She didn’t bother to search anymore and we settled down in the lounge.

As I watched her ripe body covered only in T-shirt, I thought tonight’s debacle brought the opportunity for me to spend the night alone with her rather unexpectedly. Last time this opportunity came was 23 years ago, the day my son was born. At that time, I didn’t take advantage. In last two decades, not only situation has changed, our mindset also underwent a sea change. A relationship has developed between us and our minds are close to each other. It’s no longer an infatuation, but a relationship of mutual admiration and love. Only question was should we be disloyal to our spouses?

Since I was forced into this tempting situation, which I consciously avoided so long, I decided to play along and see where it takes us.
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