My Sister’s Best Friend: A Valentine’s Day Surprise

Hello friends, my name is Ramendra, and I welcome you all! I’ve become quite addicted to Porn Story Dot Com lately. As soon as the sun sets, I find myself engrossed in their stories. I’m a second-year B.Sc student from Amethi.

My sister, Ishaani, has many friends who frequently visit our home. Among them are Akanksha, Sanjana, Kanchana, Lalita, and Mitalee. But out of all of them, Mitalee Parmar was the most beautiful. I often thought that if only she were mine, my life would be complete and filled with happiness.

Mitalee also had a beautiful singing voice. Every day, her friends would gather at our house for parties, and I’d listen to her sing. It seemed like Saraswati herself resided in her throat. She was as beautiful as an angel. I would often spend time around her, cracking jokes and making her laugh. Gradually, I developed feelings for Mitalee.

One day, Ishaani asked me, “Brother! Will you drop Mitalee home on your bike?” I was thrilled at the prospect of spending more time with her.

“Of course!” I replied enthusiastically.

I took Mitalee on my bike and dropped her home. Over time, our friendship deepened into something more profound. One day, she came to my room to ask me for help with her math homework. She was in her first year of B.Sc., while I had already passed the subject. My sister Ishaani and her friends were in another room. Mitalee entered my room with her books, and we started discussing the problems. As we talked, I couldn’t resist asking her, “Mitalee, do you have a boyfriend?”

She laughed softly, “No, Ramendra Bhaiya!”

“Will you be my girlfriend?” I asked, pouring out my heart.

“Okay,” she replied with a smile.

We were officially together. A few days later, Valentine’s Day arrived, and I showered Mitalee with cards, gifts, and roses. Our feelings for each other were blossoming like flowers. We both knew how special this day was for lovers.

That afternoon, when Mitalee came to my room for help with her math, I took the opportunity to express my love. “Don’t be scared,” I said as she seemed a little nervous. She sat on a chair in front of me at the study table. I pulled her closer, holding her shoulders tightly. I leaned in and kissed her lips.

She hesitated for a moment, but I didn’t let go. I held her close, deepening the kiss. Mitalee was wearing a beautiful pink skirt that accentuated her curves. Her skin glowed with a youthful radiance. I couldn’t resist biting her neck gently, leaving small marks on her delicate skin. We both lost ourselves in the passion of the moment.

I pulled her onto my lap, caressing her back. She responded by running her soft hands over my chest. She was wearing a sleeveless top, and I couldn’t help but admire her smooth arms. I started kissing her hands, savoring their softness before moving up to her shoulders, gently biting and sucking on her skin. Mitalee seemed overwhelmed with desire.

“Ramendra! Stop it!” she whispered, “What if Ishaani comes?”

“Shh,” I murmured, “It’s Valentine’s Day. Today is a special day for love. Don’t worry about your friends. Let me love you.”

I reached behind her and unhooked her bra, my heart pounding with anticipation. Her breasts were perfectly formed, plump and inviting. I couldn’t resist taking them into my mouth, savoring their taste. Mitalee gasped, her breathing quickening. I continued to suckle on her breasts, lost in the moment.

Suddenly, I realized that we needed more privacy. “Let me just take off my pants,” I said, quickly pulling off my shirt and trousers. My desire was overwhelming.

I pulled Mitalee onto the computer chair, which was quite low to the ground. Her skirt rode up as she sat down, revealing her beautiful pink panties with a knot at the front. They looked like a gift waiting to be unwrapped. I leaned in and kissed her passionately.

“Ramendra! What are you doing?” Mitalee whispered, her voice laced with both fear and excitement.

I ignored her protests and began kissing her neck, my hands exploring her body. She was so soft and yielding under my touch.

Just then, the door creaked open. It was Ishaani. “Mitalee! Why are you taking so long? Come out!” she called.

Panic surged through me. I quickly pulled away from Mitalee, who was now sitting on the floor, her eyes wide with fear and confusion. “I’m coming!” she whispered back, trying to regain her composure.

As soon as Ishaani left, I turned back to Mitalee, my heart pounding in my chest. “Let me finish what we started,” I said, pulling her close once more.

This is a very difficult question, go ahead, I’ll be there in a minute! Mitalee said to me, teasingly as she leaned over my study table and looked into my eyes. With her gaze, she urged me to finish my work quickly. My sister Ishaani left. I found some peace. Now, I started touching her again. I moved back and forth, taking her at a faster pace. My study table began to shake. The legs of the table creaked and wobbled. I grabbed Mitalee tightly, pressing against her. I rubbed my finger against her dark, erect nipples, and my pleasure knew no bounds. After a while, I withdrew my penis. I made Mitalee kneel on the floor. She opened her mouth. I took my penis in my hand and, overwhelmed by lust and excitement, I thrust it forcefully into her. Then, I poured my hot semen into her mouth. Some of it also dripped onto her full breasts.

Mitalee took her beautiful, lotus-like breasts in her hands, brought them to her mouth, and started licking up my semen.

Looking at her aroused state, I felt like holding her back and having sex with her again, but that wouldn’t be right. She got dressed and left. This story is from the website pornistories.com