Losing our virginities [END]

"Do you think of me when you jerk off, Deepak?" Radha asked, a knowing smirk playing on her lips.

"No, of course not!" Deepak lied, his face turning an even deeper shade of red.

Radha's smirk only grew wider. "Do you want me to tell Mom, then?" she threatened, clearly enjoying the power she held over her brother's embarrassment.

"No, no! Okay, yes... sometimes I do," Deepak admitted, his voice barely above a whisper as he hung his head in shame.

Radha laughed, a wicked gleam in her eye as she took a step closer to the already flustered boy. "My little brother is such a pervert," she teased, her voice dripping with mischief.

She walked closer still, until she was standing right in front of Deepak, invading his personal space. Deepak squirmed uncomfortably, his heart pounding in his chest as he gazed up at his sister.

"Why do you do it, Deepak?" Radha asked, her voice low and curious as she reached out to lift his chin with her finger, forcing him to meet her gaze. "Why do you think of your own sister when you... play with yourself?"

Deepak swallowed hard, his mouth suddenly dry. "I... I mean, you're really cute, Didi," he stammered, his eyes roaming over her curves appreciatively despite himself. "You have such a nice figure, and I... I can't help myself from fantasizing about you sometimes." He blushed hotly, realizing he had just admitted his deepest, darkest secret to Radha herself.

"Just cute, huh?" Radha smirked, leaning in even closer. Deepak's eyes widened as he got a direct, up-close view of his sister's ample cleavage, her tits threatening to spill out of her thin T-shirt with each breath she took.

To his shock and embarrassment, Deepak felt his cock starting to stir and tent the sheets once again. Radha noticed immediately, her eyes flickering downwards before meeting his gaze with a knowing grin.

"It seems you really do like my pair, don't you, Deepak?" she teased, reaching out and suddenly yanking the sheets away, fully exposing his hardening cock to her view.

Deepak gasped and started to protest, instinctively trying to cover himself. But he paused when he noticed something unexpected - a faint flush on Radha's face, a hint of pink on her cheeks that matched his own blushing skin.

"Didi, I... um..." Deepak stammered, unsure of what to make of his sister's reaction.

Radha grasped Deepak's hard, throbbing cock in her hand, stroking it slowly up and down its impressive length. Deepak gasped and moaned softly, his eyes fluttering shut as he lost himself in the incredible sensation of his sister's touch. It felt like a dream come true, better than any fantasy he had ever had.

She worked his shaft with skillful movements, bringing him closer and closer to the edge embarrassingly quickly. Within mere minutes, Deepak could feel his balls tightening, ready to explode and unleash a massive load.

But just as he was about to reach his peak, Radha suddenly stopped her movements. Deepak's eyes flew open in confusion and mild frustration, only to widen in awe as Radha quickly pulled her thin T-shirt up and over her head, tossing it carelessly to the side.

There, before Deepak's amazed and lust-filled eyes, were the most perfect breasts he had ever seen. They were full and round, with dusky nipples that strained against the fabric of Radha's bra. Deepak gulped, his mouth going dry at the sight.

"Didi," he breathed, his voice filled with sincerity and wonder. "You have... really beautiful tits. Almost like a model's."

Radha laughed, a mischievous glint in her eye as she responded to Deepak's sincerely compliment. "Thanks, I've seen you staring at them all summer, so I know you like them," she teased, her voice playful.

"Do you want to touch them?" she asked, a hint of suggestion in her tone. Deepak nodded eagerly, his eyes glued to Radha's perfect breasts.

Smirking, Radha shifted her position, straddling Deepak's lap. She pushed her chest out, bringing her tits closer to his face. "Go on then, touch them," she purred, encouraging her brother to explore her forbidden fruit.

Deepak didn't hesitate. He moved his hands over the soft mounds, marveling at how silky smooth and pliant they felt beneath his fingertips. He kneaded the supple flesh, savoring the sensation of his sister's breasts in his hands.

Emboldened, Deepak began to press and squeeze more firmly, his teenage hormones urging him to touch and explore. Without warning, he suddenly pinched and rolled Radha's stiffening nipples between his fingers.

"Ahhhn!" Radha gasped, a sharp moan escaping her lips at the unexpected jolt of pleasure. Her pussy clenched, a sudden gush of arousal dampening her panties.

It didn't take long for the passionate touching to escalate into a heated make-out session. Radha and Deepak kissed each other frantically, their tongues intertwining and exploring each other's mouths with growing hunger. Deepak continued to grope and squeeze his sister's perfect tits, tweaking and tugging on her sensitive nipples, while Radha stroked and squeezed his hard, throbbing cock with practiced movements.

"Mmm, Deepak," Radha panted between kisses, "you're going to make me cum just from playing with my tits." She could feel her juices dripping down her thighs, her pussy aching to be filled.

Deepak groaned in response, his hips bucking up into Radha's touch. But then, with a suddenness that took him by surprise, Radha pulled back. She swung her leg off him and stood up on shaky legs.

"Now it's my turn," she declared, her voice husky with desire. With quick, impatient movements, she yanked down her panties, baring her most intimate area to Deepak's wide, amazed eyes.

Deepak's breath caught in his throat as he took in the sight of his sister's unshaved pussy, glistening with her arousal. The musky scent of her excitement filled the air between them, making his already rock-hard cock throb with need. Radha smirked at the blatant desire on her brother's face, pleased by the effect she was having on him. "Like what you see, Deepak?" she purred, spreading her legs a little wider, giving him an even better view of her dripping slit. "Why don't you come closer and take a closer look?"

Deepak's eyes widened as he stared at Radha's exposed pussy, his mouth watering at the sight of her glistening folds. "Fuck, Didi," he breathed, his voice thick with desire. "You're so fucking sexy."

Radha captured Deepak's lips in another heated kiss, their tongues dancing and exploring each other's mouths with growing passion. As they made out, Radka slowly crawled back onto the bed, bringing her body closer to Deepak's until she was poised above his throbbing cock.

Breaking the kiss, Radha gazed down at her brother with lust-darkened eyes, her face flushed with arousal and a hint of nervousness. "Deepak," she whispered, her voice trembling slightly with emotion and anticipation. "You're the lucky man who's going to take my virginity."

With that declaration, she reached between her legs, grasping Deepak's hard shaft and lining it up with her tight, untouched entrance. Deepak gasped as he felt the head of his cock notch against Radha's opening, his heart pounding in his chest.

And then, with a slow, deliberate motion, Radha sank down onto him. They both cried out in unison as Deepak's cock speared into his sister's virgin pussy, her tight walls stretching and fluttering around his invading length. The sensation was unlike anything Deepak had ever felt before - hot, slick, and incredibly tight. Radha threw her head back, moaning wantonly as she was finally, finally filled by her brother's cock.

"Oh fuck, Deepak," she gasped, her hips instinctively starting to roll and grind against him. "You feel so good inside me. I'm so glad it's you, my first..."

Radha took the lead, having watched enough porn to have a basic idea of what to do. She began to slowly roll her hips, grinding her tight, virgin pussy along the length of Deepak's hard cock. Deepak groaned and moaned beneath her, his hands gripping her tits, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh.

They moved together awkwardly at first, both inexperienced but eager to please each other. Radha set a steady rhythm, lifting herself up until just the tip of Deepak's cock remained inside her, before slamming back down, taking him to the hilt. The wet, obscene sounds of their coupling filled the room, mixing with their increasingly loud moans and cries of pleasure.

Deepak could feel his balls tightening, his orgasm building rapidly as Radha's pussy fluttered and clenched around him. He'd never felt anything so incredible, so perfect. With a final, hard thrust, he came deep inside his sister, his hot seed spurting and painting her insides white.

They collapsed together, both panting and flushed in the aftermath. Radha leaned down, capturing Deepak's lips in a soft, sweet kiss. "Mmm, little brother," she purred, a satisfied smile on her face. "That was amazing. Your first time was with your big sister's pussy."

She grinned wickedly, trailing her fingers down Deepak's chest. "And I think you've got enough left in you for round two, don't you? Mom will be gone for hours...".