In the quiet hum of their modest Indian home, Arjun watched his 19-year-old sister, Priya, sink deeper into her depression. "Priya, you've been a ghost in your own life," he said one evening, his voice laced with brotherly concern. "Let me fix this. My friend Rohan is staying over. He's got that sharp wit that could light up a tomb. Give him a chance to cheer you up."
Priya, curled on her bed in a tiny crop top and shorts that hugged her petite frame, smirked weakly. "Your friends, Arjun? What, is he going to tell jokes until I forget I'm a virgin with these small breasts that no one notices?"
Arjun grinned, sending Rohan to her room. "Make her happy, man. Whatever it takes." From the cracked door, Arjun watched, heart pounding.
Rohan entered with a cocky smile. "Priya, right? Your brother says you're in a mood. I'm here to tease it out of you." He sat close, eyes sparkling. "Small breasts? They look perfect for teasing. Mind if I... test that theory?"
Priya raised an eyebrow, her strong gaze meeting his. "Tease all you want, but I'm not some damsel. Make it witty or get out." Rohan laughed, his hand brushing her breast through the thin top—no bra, just soft skin. He pinched her nipple lightly, feeling it harden. "Witty enough? This nipple's saying hello like it missed the party."
She gasped but didn't pull away, her voice sharp. "Bold move, stranger. My brother's watching from the door, and you're already making me wet? Horny much?" Rohan leaned in, kissing her lips fiercely, then trailing to her neck. "Panting already? Let's see that pussy get dripping."
Priya lay back, pulling him on top, her strong hands gripping his shoulders. "Eat my breasts till they're red, then. Show me what you've got." Rohan devoured them, sucking and biting until they flushed, her moans mixing with witty retorts. "Harder—don't hold back like a coward."
He yanked off her fancy panties, tongue diving into her tight pussy. "Virgin territory, but you're so wet and dripping. Tastes like trouble." Biting her butt and neck, he growled, "This ass is mine tonight."
Priya's eyes flashed with fire. "Force it in if you dare—my vagina's tight, but I'm no weakling." Rohan thrust his hard cock forcefully, her cries loud but laced with pleasure as he stretched her. Arjun stepped in, comforting, "You okay, sis?" She covered her face with her top, panting, "I'm more than okay—keep going, Rohan. Make me cum."
His cock stuck deep for what felt like an hour, her pussy releasing water as she came hard. Rohan followed, flooding her with cum, both sweating and gasping. "Witty enough for you?" he teased. Priya smiled fiercely, "Better than your jokes, brother. Now leave us—I'm not submissive tonight."
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