Kamal and his sister Priya-1
Hello everyone, how are you? Let me start the story. My parents were just pulling out of the driveway heading off on a week vacation. They hadn’t had a holiday in about three years so they were really looking forward to getting away and having some time to themselves. My sister Priya and I had been left alone for the week to look after the house. I was really looking forward to this time – it’s always great to be able to do what you like without having your parents nagging at you to get things done.
My name is Kamal and I’m eighteen years old. My sister Priya is 19, around eighteen months older than me. It was the first time my sister and I had been left alone for such a period of time and I’m happy to say that we’re the kind of people that can be trusted to look after the house without having any destructive parties. Priya and I, while not particularly close, have always gotten on pretty well. We have separate groups of friends and generally do different things do each other. Priya is in her first year of University while I am in my last year of High School.
I guess I should take the time to describe Priya and myself. Priya is around 48 kilograms and 1.75 meters tall. She has what could only be described as a delicate body. Because she has such a delicate frame her breasts are relatively small – but definitely not flat chested. To sum her up – she is not the kind of girl that guys see and mark out as a girl they want to lay. She is more of the kind of girl that guys see and mark out as someone they could fall in love with (or so my friends tell me). She has shoulder length mousy brown hair, fairly fine lips, gorgeous – big green eyes, and the most beautiful smile. Trying to describe myself is pretty hard as most people will tell you – it’s hard to say nice things about yourself (unless you’re pretty arrogant). I’m not a huge guy at around 70 kgs. I’m around 1.78 meters tall so I guess you could say that I’m fairly light for my height, but I am relatively fit – while not being athletic.
Anyway – the first couple of days that our parents were away went by pretty uneventfully. Priya spent time going and hanging out with her friends while I spent some time lounging around home as well as catching up with friends. Both Priya and I spent the evenings at home just watching some television. I should mention here that we were both on a semester break so we both had plenty of time on our hands. Because we spent so much time around each other we eventually got to talking – in fact a whole lot more than we normally would. Through our talking we got to find out that we were pretty much alike – we both wanted the same things in life – liked the same kinds of music and movies – and had the same views on dating and the kind of people we wanted to see. I was pretty astounded that we had lived together so long and had completely failed to communicate like this with each other in the past.
It got to Tuesday night, our third night at home alone, and we were both pretty bored. There was nothing on television and neither of us could think of anything to do. Priya decided she was off to have a shower. While she was showering I went and made myself some coffee and settled in reading a magazine. Around ten – fifteen minutes later Priya came back and planted herself on the sofa next to me. She was dressed in a tank top and shorts and had wet straggly hair. I couldn’t help thinking – god she smelt great. Priya pulled out a nail file and started filing her nails. I asked her why she needed to do this – after all, I don’t file my nails and they look pretty well shaped. She just laughed, wriggled over closer to me on the sofa and grabbed my hand.
Gently pulling up my hand to look at my fingernails, she placed her other hand parallel to my own and commented on the fact that her nails did look far better than mine. I had to agree, her hands and nails looked perfect. Her nails were shiny, well shaped and there were no cuticles. While sitting here in close proximity I couldn’t help inhaling my sisters smell. The gently perfume from her shampoo was slowly exciting me. Priya continued to hold my hand running her fingers between my fingers while we made small talk about the difference about the way guys look after themselves compared to girls. She then asked if she could do my nails and I happily agreed as I was enjoying having my sister sitting so close to me.
In order to file my nails effectively Priya positioned herself even closer to me. Priya pulled both legs up on to the sofa and through one leg over my lap while she pulled my hand close to her breasts. During this little intimate moment I was getting pretty damned horny. I had never thought of my sister in any way other than as a sister but now I was looking at her and thinking about how beautiful she actually was. Just having her running her fingers through mine, and occasionally having her breasts, thighs or hands brush against me was sending the occasional chill through my body.
We continued to make small talk during this time and were both getting along like the best of friends. It was fifteen minutes after Priya began filing my nails for me that she said to me that she was glad we had this time together and that she was really enjoying getting to know me. As she was saying this we both locked eyes on each other – it was a very electric moment – I’m sure I could feel my sister looking deep into my eyes looking for confirmation that I felt the same. I replied that I was also really enjoying this time together and gave her the warmest smile that I was capable of. At that Priya lunged at me and started to tickle me all over my body.
Feigning a fight back I let Priya continue this for a few minutes as I was really enjoying it. Eventually Priya tired of the tickling and collapsed herself over me. For the next while we just sat there sprawled over each other, with Priya’s back pressed against my chest, and watched some television. I couldn’t keep my mind on television as Priya still held one of my hands in hers and softly rolled it through her fingers continually. This was really getting me excited and I couldn’t help beginning to get really aroused by these goings on. I was really glad that Priya wasn’t pressed against my growing erection. Just when I thought I couldn’t take this intimacy any longer Priya let go of my hand, turned around to face me and told me she was tired and heading off to bed.
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