Intense Masturbation

She quietly slipped out of the room, closing the door behind her. Her heart raced as she hurried to the safety of her own bedroom. Locking the door, she collapsed onto her bed, her mind reeling with forbidden thoughts.

Unable to distract herself from the lingering image of Deepak's manhood, Radha found her hand drifting between her legs, rubbing herself through her thin cotton panties. She told herself she was just trying to take her mind off things, but deep down, she knew she was aroused by her taboo encounter.

Lost in thought, she fired up her computer, seeking a distraction. As her mind wandered, her fingers moved on autopilot, clicking through websites until they landed on a section she had never dared to explore before: **** porn. "Oh god, what am I doing?" Radha gasped, even as a shameful part of her felt a thrill of excitement at the forbidden content before her eyes.

She clicked on a video of a "step-sibling" related name. In it the Sister just wearing a bathrobe was seducing her brother.

Radha's fingers flew over her clit as she watched the incestuous video, her imagination running wild. She pictured herself in the sister's place, wearing nothing but a skimpy towel that threatened to fall off at any moment. She envisioned "accidentally" dropping the towel, giving Deepak a fullfrontal view of her naked body as she bent over to "pick it up."

Lost in her taboo fantasy, Radha's hand reached down, snatching her cum-stained panties off the floor. She brought them to her nose, inhaling deeply. The pungent scent of Deepak's dried semen filled her nostrils, mixed with the faint lingering aroma of her own perfume. The thought of her brother feverishly rubbing his hard cock on her panties, staining them with his essence, sent a shockwave of forbidden pleasure through her body.

"Fuck me, Deepak," Radha whimpered, the obscene words falling from her lips for the first time. She pressed the soaked fabric against her aching clit, fingering herself harder and faster. Her mind reeled with the dirty image of her brother masturbating with her underwear, and she could no longer hold back.

"Ahhh, I'm coming!" Radha cried out, her pussy clenching and spasming as she reached an earth-shattering climax. Her hips bucked wildly against her hand, a flood of girl cum gushing out and soaking her panties even more. Wave after wave of intense pleasure crashed over her, unlike anything she had ever experienced before.

Radha slowly came down from her intense high, panting heavily as she gazed at the absolutely drenched panties in her hand. The realization of how soaked they were from her juices mixed with the lingering evidence of her brother's climax made her shudder with a confusing mix of shame and excitement.

"This isn't enough anymore," she muttered to herself, sighing wistfully. Masturbation, no matter how creative, couldn't quench the growing thirst for real, intimate contact that she felt. Radha longed to lose her virginity, to experience the feel of a man's touch, his weight pressing down on her... but her shyness and insecurities held her back from pursuing anything serious with some stranger.

Her gaze drifted back to the computer screen, where the hardcore **** scene continued to play out. The young pornstar's wanton moans of "Yes, harder!" and "Fuck me, big brother!" filled the room, and Radha found herself captivated by the taboo eroticism of it all.