Hi, Prabhavathi here, age 28. Let me share the true incident that happened in my life with my brother, aged 29.

We both lost our entire family in a major accident near Hubli. In that tragedy, I lost my husband and our 1-year-old daughter, while my brother lost his wife and two children. We also lost our parents. Devastated and heartbroken, we decided to move to Bangalore for work and try to forget those painful memories.

We rented a small 1BHK house. Within a month, we both got jobs in call centers. Two years passed, and we had almost moved on, leading a normal life. Still, I couldn’t fully control my urges—I masturbated every three days while bathing.

One Friday, I came home an hour late. I saw that Anna (my brother) had already arrived. I quietly approached the bedroom to surprise him, but he wasn’t there. Then I realized he was in the bathroom. The door was slightly open, so I thought he was just washing his face and pushed it wider.

I froze at the sight: he was sitting naked under the shower, masturbating. He looked shocked when I opened the door. I mumbled “sorry” and quickly closed it, then went to the bedroom to change.

While changing, my mind kept replaying the scene. After two long years, I had seen his black monster cock—9 inches long, very thick. I felt a rush of heat between my legs. I slipped into a sleeveless t-shirt and a short nighty, then headed to the kitchen to cook.

Our bathroom was right next to the kitchen. He came out shyly and went to the bedroom. I finished cooking and called him for dinner. We ate quietly.

Later, I was watching TV, but my thoughts were still on that thick, throbbing monster. He came closer and said,

Anna: Sorry.

Me: Why are you saying sorry?

Anna: Because of the scene in the bathroom.

Me: No, don’t feel sorry. Anyone in our situation would do the same.

Anna: Even though—

Me: Anna, I understand your situation because I’m in the same one.

He started to cry, and I felt emotional too. I stood up and hugged him tightly.

Anna: Then you’ll forgive me?

Me: Anna, I do the same thing in the bathroom.

Feeling bolder, I continued talking while hugging him. My body grew hot, and I could feel his erection pressing against me. Slowly, he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer.

Anna: After my wife’s death, I haven’t had sex with anyone. I couldn’t control my feelings.

Me: I understand, Anna. We’re human—we can control many things, but not this urge.

While talking, he gently rubbed my back, sliding his hands lower toward my waist. I enjoyed every touch; it had been two years without any male contact. This continued for about 15 minutes. Then he held me tighter, his hard cock pressing against my lower stomach. I softly kissed his cheek, then moved to his lips for a passionate kiss.

We kissed deeply for five minutes before I pulled away, realizing it was wrong. I whispered sorry and went to the bedroom. Since we had only one bedroom, we always slept in the same room. I prepared the bed for both of us.

He came in and asked what happened.

Me: This is wrong. I’m your sister.

Anna: Prabha, don’t think about the relation. Just think—you’re a woman, and I’m a man.

Saying this, he moved his bed closer and pulled my blanket away.

Me: Even though this isn’t right…

Anna: Then having sex with a stranger isn’t right either. In that case, you’ll never have sex your whole life.

I stayed silent.

Anna: Tell me—why did you feel so hot when my cock touched you? Why did you cooperate when I rubbed your waist?

Me: But I’m your sister, Anna…

Anna: Then why did you kiss me?

He slowly placed his hand on my waist. I tried to remove it, but he put his leg over mine. I pushed his leg away, stood up quickly, and went to the window. His words were making me hotter; I started rubbing my thighs together.

Anna: Prabha, I can understand—even you’re hot now.

Me: Yes, Anna… I can’t control it either. But if someone finds out, what will happen?

He took it as a green signal.

Anna: Prabha, nobody will know. We’ll behave like a pure brother and sister to the outside world.

He came behind me and hugged me tightly. This time, I cooperated. I closed the window immediately.

Me: Shall we put off the light?

Anna: If we put off the light, how can we see each other’s private parts?

He slowly moved his hands to my breasts and started pressing them.

Me: Aaaaaahhhhh Anna… mmmmma aaahhhhh…

Anna: Prabha, nina molae tumba sakat agide. (Your boobs are superb.)

Me: Hauda? Hagidre joragi hichuko raja… (Then press harder, raja…)

He pressed them for about 10 minutes, then turned me toward him and kissed my lips deeply. While kissing, he rubbed my waist and pressed my boobs against his cock. I pressed his chest and slowly let my hands wander.

He slipped his hand into my nighty (elastic midi) and started pressing my naked boobs. Then he began unbuttoning my t-shirt from the front. As he removed each button, I felt shy and closed my eyes. He threw the t-shirt away. Now I was in bra and nighty.

He kissed my stomach and licked my navel. Slowly, he pulled down my nighty. Now I was in bra and panty. I removed his vest and lungi. He was only in underwear.

I saw his monster cock straining against the fabric.

Me: Anna, ninna tunne underwear inda horage baralu jigiyuthide… (Your cock is jumping to come out of the underwear.)

Anna: Ninna moleyu kuda bra inda horage baralu jigiyuthide… (Even your boobs are jumping to come out of the bra.)

He lifted me in his arms and carried me to the bed. I lay facing upward; he came over me, kissing my body all over. I moaned loudly.

Me: Annnnna… (broooo…)

Me: Nanagae ninna tunne jote adabeku… (I want to play with your monster cock.)

He moved down. I went on top, slowly pulled his underwear off. It was amazing—black, almost 9 inches, very thick. I couldn’t even grip it fully with one hand.

Me: Anna, ninna tunne tumba super… Hennige e thare tunne sikkare saku, avara jeevana pavana… (Bro, your cock is superb… If any woman gets a cock like this, her life is fulfilled.)

He smiled. I took his cock in my hand, gave it a blowjob, then took it in my mouth and sucked like an ice candy. He moaned with eyes closed.

Anna: Aaahh… Praaaba… aaaaha… yes…

After some time, I stopped. He got up, unhooked my bra. Seeing my boobs, he said,

Anna: Le Praba, ninna molae tumba dodda du ide… Idaralli 5 liter halu barutha… (You have big boobs… I think they have 5 liters of milk.)

Me: Chi Anna, isthodu holusu mathe… Nachike agolava? (Chi bro, talking so dirty… Don’t you feel shy?)

Anna: Nachike patukondare yanu agolla… (If you feel shy, nothing will happen.)

I enjoyed his naughty words.

Anna: Nange halu kudi beku anusuthe… (I feel like drinking your milk.)

Me: Bandare kudi… (If it comes, drink.)

He took my nipple in his mouth and sucked hard, but of course nothing came out. I enjoyed it fully and supported him.

Anna: Le Praba, halu antru illa… Ninna tulladru torisu… (No milk… At least show me your cunt.)

Me: Lo Anna, tullu nodoke asthodu isthana? (So much hurry to see my cunt?)

Anna: Yaradu varusha dinda tullu nodilla… Adake ase… (Haven’t seen a cunt in two years… That’s why the craving.)

Me: Ba hagadare chaddi bichi ninne nodido… (Come then, remove my panty and see.)

I sat facing upward. He went down, licking my toe, slowly moving up my thighs.

Me: Anna, nange tadedu koluvadu aaguvadill… Bega chaddi bichho… (Bro, I can’t wait… Remove my panty soon.)

He slowly removed my panty, looked back, and threw it. When he turned, I crossed my legs, hiding my cunt.

Anna: Yake tullu muchgotiya? (Why are you hiding your cunt?)

Me: Ninage torisabaradu anta… (Not to show you.)

Anna: Praba, tullu iruvadu torisalu michilike alla… (Cunt is to show, not to hide.)

Me: Hagidare nidiko lo Anna… Nanna tullu nodi ananda padu… (Then see my cunt, bro… Enjoy it.)

He slowly separated my legs, went closer, smelled it, and said,

Anna: Ninna tullina tumba kudalu ide… Yake bolisa baradu? (Lots of hair around your cunt… Why don’t you shave?)

Me: Bolisi yarige thorisa beku Anna? (Whom should I show by shaving, bro?)

Anna: Nanage torisu Praba… Innu munde adu nanage misalu… (Show me, Praba… From now on, it’s only for me.)

Me: Hagiddare nalle ninne bolisu… (Then you shave it tomorrow.)

He said okay and inserted his middle finger inside.

Me: Anna, ninna battu bedaa… Adake ninna tunne bekagide… (It doesn’t want your finger… It wants your cock.)

Anna: Addannu hakutene… Swalpa thadi… (Wait, I’ll put that too.)

He moved his finger along my cunt lips. It felt heavenly—male touch is so different. I moaned.

Me: Aaaaaaha Anna… Anna… ooouccch…

I couldn’t control anymore.

Me: Anna, nanage tadedu kolluvadu aguvadilla… Bega hadu ba… (I can’t control… Come fuck me fast.)

He came over me and started inserting his cock. I guided it. He pushed slowly. It was tight and painful.

Me: Anna, sahukasha haku… Novu aaguthide… (Bro, slowly… It’s paining.)

He didn’t listen fully—pushed half in, pulled out, then thrust hard. The monster cock filled me completely. I shouted in pain. He lip-locked me and started fucking. After 3-4 strokes, the pain turned to pleasure. He removed his lips; I moaned.

Me: Aaahhhh hadu… hadu yes aaaaaaahhhh…

I came twice, but he hadn’t yet. He fucked hard, lifting my ass. After some time, he came deep inside me. My hole overflowed with his sperm. Tired, he lay beside me.

After a while, he said we should have used condoms—I might get pregnant. I told him not to worry; after my husband and I decided on one child, I had an abortion. He relaxed.

I searched for my panty to clean up, but he said go naked. I did. He followed me to the kitchen. I told him to grab something to eat while I went to piss. As I was about to close the bathroom door, he stopped me and entered too.

Anna: I want to piss along with you.

I opened the commode.

Me: You piss first.

Anna: No, you first.

I put one leg on the commode, opened my cunt lips with my fingers, and was about to piss.

Anna: Stop.

He removed my finger, widened my cunt, and told me to piss. After I finished, I held his cock.

Me: Now you piss.

We went back to the kitchen, took fruits, went to the hall, switched on the TV, and ate while watching.

Then I got up, sat on his thighs facing him, and started kissing. His cock became erect again.

Anna: Le Praba, nanage ninna kunde hadabeku antha ase… (I want to fuck your asshole.)

Me: Ba Anna… Yalli bekadaru hadu… Nanu iga ninavale… (Come bro… Fuck wherever you want… I’m yours now.)

He made me bend forward, supporting on the chair. He came behind and started fucking my ass. I shouted in pleasure.

Me: Aaahhha yes… Fuck hard… Innu jora hodi Anna…

He fucked fast. After a long time, he came inside my ass.

Then he sat on the chair. I sat on him facing him.

Me: Anna, inu yawadadaur tutunalli hakabeka… Nanu ready… (You want to put in any hole… I’m ready.)

Anna: Illa kane… Sustha aithu… Swalpa thadi… (Wait, I’m a bit tired… Wait some time.)

I gave my boobs to his mouth; he licked them. We kissed again. Soon his cock erected once more.

Now I was on top.

Me: Anna, ninu hage kulithuko… Nanu iga ninage haduve… (Sit like that… I’ll fuck you now.)

I took his penis into my cunt and started moving up and down. He lifted my ass with each stroke. I fucked faster and faster. It lasted long, but he still hadn’t come.

I turned around, facing away, and continued. It was amazing—nothing like this with my husband.

I got tired, but he hadn’t cum yet. We moved to the floor. He said he’d give doggy style. Oh god, that position was incredible. My legs ached from the pounding.

We went to the bedroom and continued doggy. After some time, he came in my pussy again.

That night, we fucked till 2:00 am. He fucked me 6-7 times. We talked very dirty the whole night.

Anna: Le Praba, hattare ninnatha hudugina hadabeku kane… Ninu tumba sukha koduthiya… (I should fuck a girl like you… You give so much pleasure.)

Me: Illa kano… Hadasikondare ninnatha gandasina kayaga hadasikolla beku… Ninae nijawada gandasu… (No… A woman should get fucked by a man like you… You are the real man.)

Anna: Mundina janmadaga ninae nanna handathi yadi bare… (Become my wife in the next life.)

Me: Mundina janmadaga yake… Ivatininda nanu ninna handthine antha thileko… (Why next life? From today itself, I’m your wife.)

Anna: Ninna ganda hige hadatida na? (Your husband fucked like this?)

Me: Illa… Avanu bega bega nanna seere yatti omme hattu nidde maduthidda… Avanu yawagalu nannu bethale madale illa… (No… He would just lift my saree, fuck quickly, and sleep… He never made me fully naked.)

Me: Avanu yawagu nanna kunde hattla… (He never fucked my ass.)

Anna: Chintae madabeda… Iga nanu yalla rethi inda haduwe… (Don’t worry… Now I’ll fuck you in every way.)

I realized I no longer felt the loss of my husband. My brother had become my second husband. I didn’t think we were doing anything wrong. Better to be fucked by my brother than risk disease from a stranger.

He is my brother—he has every right to do anything to me. I suggest the same to all sisters.

At that moment, I was on top, kissing his body. We didn’t know when we fell asleep.

The next day was a different story. He fucked me in different styles—in the bathroom, kitchen, etc. He also shaved my pussy, and I shaved his. I’ll narrate that in my next story.

Please tell me how you liked my real story (I swear it’s real).