Author's Note: This is a story by reader's request. This reader lives in India and some of the story is more culturally appropriate to that region. This is a 5 part story and all chapters are included in this publication.
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Chapter 1
Frustrations grip Indranidebi as she stares at her body in the mirror and the signs of aging cannot be hidden. She still gets compliments, but not as often from the young men that used to linger over her body. Her eyes moved down and went from slight disgust at the lines in her tits, to being happy with the result of her hard work. Her stomach was still flat, which made all those workouts worthwhile.
Getting that major part that will make her the star is getting harder to attain. Her agent keeps promising the stars, but has yet to deliver the chance to play the roles she knows she was born to play. She had spent a lifetime living as close to her dream as she could and still loved acting on stage more than anything else.
They might have been small roles, but even the small ones stood before that audience, just as the greats had done before her. Occasionally, her agent would get her a roe in a movie or series that required her to play the mother to actresses with far less talent than she possessed, but none of the roles paid the bills. Teaching others to dance helped pay the bills, but it was far from that glamourous life she had envisioned in her youth.
Just as her eyes are moving back to looking at all those lines on her tits, to remind her just how much she despises gravity, her sister, Rachanadebi, walks into her room. Her sister was never one for knocking and there was no need to cover up her nakedness. This was not the first time she had been caught looking in the mirror and it wouldn't be the last.
Rachanadebi embraces her from behind. "You need to get dressed. We don't want to be late for the inaugeration."
She pulls herself away from the mirror with one last glance at those damned lines. "No we don't."
As she starts to dress, with her sister's help, she knows her sister is trying to find the right words. There is something she wants to say and being stubborn about her silence. Whatever it is that she is wanting to say will have to wait. The ceremony is far too important to miss and it appears whatever internal battle she is having will have to wait.
Her sister places her hands on Indranidebi's shoulders and looks her in their shared dark eyes. ''Listen, Indranidebi, I have something to tell you, but you have to listen." Her nod was more than enough encouragement to continue. "I know you're a little short this month and I want to help. I know how you can earn more than 30 lakh for half an hours worth of work."
She is stunned into silence at her sister's words. That's more than the highest paid Bengali actress gets for the leading roles, by 10 lakh. There are unwritten rules about actresses finding success in the Bengali film industry, which includes sexual favors for the producer. Had she been invited to the right parties, she would have done so with full knowledge of what would be required.
Her agent had been promising an invitation to those parties for years, but it was far too late now. She would have been more than willing to get on her knees and suck whatever dick she needed to get those roles. Indranidebi knew she was better than any of those stars she saw on the screen, but the time had passed for parties.
The stunned silence wore away and she could find the words. "How is that possible?"
Her dark eyes never left contact with her own. "All you have to do is perform a dance at the Sun Hotel. Do you understand?"
Indranidebi understands perfectly. There was no secret what happened at that place and it would be her shot. Granted, it wasn't the parties her sister had been to, but it was the next best thing. All the dancers that slowly revealed themselves to the most successful men in the industry were all considerably younger than she was.
She smiles, but there is a great deal of doubt in her mind. ''I understand completely. Aren't I little old for the program?"
She smiles and says, "They do a good job with secrecy and not all the rumors are true. The clientele can see those younger actresses anytime they want. Hell, they throw themselves at these men every day in hopes of getting into bed. The truth about the program is very different. The clientele pays a lot of money to see someone just like you. Real acting ability and mature."
I finish getting dressed and laugh at the idea. "Mature. I think I passed that about ten years ago."
She hands her a pair of shoes while her words continue to release themselves from her lips. "You are exactly what they want."
There is no question what her answer will be, but has to give the appearance of something far different to her sister. The money will be of great help and she won't have to worry about not finding roles for a while. Indranidebi also understands this might be her last opportunity to land the leading role.
She looks up at her sister as she places her shoes on her feet. "I need to think about it. I'll tell you tomorrow, alright." She does not wait for an answer. "Promise. Now we have to go."
Chapter 2
Rachanadebi is preparing herself for Bhaiphonta and has been told all of her life just how importance of this moment. In the past, emotionally preparing for the ceremony and prayers to Yamraj was easier than it is this day. Her mind will not reach that point, since it is focused on something very different.
Her 25 year old brother, Jay, is someone she has desired for many years, but always hid it from him. Today, despite the importance of the ceremony, will be the day he finds out. He is not married and has devoted his time to teaching, which makes it easier to have him. Even if her were happily married, it would make no difference to her.
Jay arrives at her home to perform Pranam for his respected Didi, but his eyes cannot focus on anything they should. Rachanadebi has chosen a special saree just for him and there is nothing hidden from his gazing eyes. Her mist touched body adds to the seduction she is already starting.
He is mesmerized by her movements as she slowly spins her body for him. Rachanadebi's eyes move to his crotch and she smiles at the hardness being held back by his clothing. Her large cheeks are presented to him as she slowly bends over just a little, then turns back to see a little drool forming on the corners of his lips.
She knows he has never seen a saree quite like this before on any woman and smiles at the reaction she is getting from him. Jay must have come to his senses from the reddening in his face and attempt to cover his erection. Rachanadebi must have pushed a little to hard with her seduction, since he is heading into a room for privacy to wait for Bhaiphonta.
She quietly follows him to the room where she had taken off her blouse and his eyes are focused on the soaked pits. Rachanadebi has received so many compliments on the hair there and lovely scent that goes with it How many have asked about the perfume she does not wear? None of that matters right now, since the only one that has to enjoy the aroma of her sweat is her brother.
He is breathing in her scent deeply, which permeates the small room and has yet to notice she is there. His hands shake a little as he reaches for her blouse and brings it to his face. Jay jumps a little as Rachanadebi's hands reach his body, but does not pull away.
He is completely lost to the aroma of the blouse as her hands move over his body. His erection is very apparent as her fingers press against his crotch. She releases her touch to face him and smiles as his eyes lock onto her with great desire.
Her hand returns to the hardness he is hiding behind his clothing, while the other starts to explore her pussy through the saree. Jay opens his mouth and presses his tongue to the spot that shows the greatest sign of dampness and his cock is aching for release.
A wicked smile crosses her face as she speaks seductively. "I didn't know you were this perverted, bro?"
He pulls the blouse away from his tongue and tries to find some excuse for his enjoyment. "Now you know my secret. Please don't tell anyone, sis?"
His head drops in shame and she speaks a little more seductively. "You have nothing to be sorry for. Isn't this the day where a sister belongs to her brother?"
He is stunned as she releases her dripping pussy and raises her arm for him. The odor is far stronger and his eyes are fixed on what she has revealed. Rachanadebi knows her armpit is glistening from the sweat and he is at a loss for direction, though his eyes are showing the truth of his desire.
Her words call him back to her face for a moment. "If you like my blouse, you will love the source."
Being unable to contain himself any longer, he presses her tongue to her hairy pit and she sighs from the sensation he is bringing. Her hands playfully press against his hidden manhood and he is searching for sign of the source of what he desires. His hands start to caress her body as his mouth presses firmly against the source of the strange elixir.
Rachanadebi's free hand manages to loosen his pants and free his massive manhood. Her fingers tighten over his shaft and she loves the way he feels. His lips break away from the source and her hand lowers to join the other. Jay reaches out for her tits and they both start to sigh in their shared pleasure.
She glances down to see just how big he is and knows it has to be at least nine inches, which will bring her tremendous pleasure. Jay's hands start to move down her body and presses the saree against her pink lips. As she continues to bring him pleasure, his hands move again, but this time it is to remove the only clothing she is wearing.
Their eyes lock onto each other with the look of lovers and she uses a seductive voice. "Fuck me, Jay. I need you so badly. Please, Jay, fuck me."
While standing together, she feels his manhood start to enter inch by inch and her moans are for him. All nine inches are bringing her to heights of pleasure she has never known and presses her body hard against his. Neither can pull their eyes away and both are losing themselves to this wonderful moment.
His voice is very controlled as he continues to thrust himself inside of her. "Oh my sweet Didi, it's the best gift in my life for the Bhaiphonta. Tell me, dear sister, did you learn to be this good working as a call-girl in the Sun Hotel?"
Rachanadebi knows the secret she has kept from everyone is no longer hidden from her brother. Shame fills her mind as the pleasure continues through her body. Tears start to well in her dark eyes as his pace quickens, which leaves her in an odd state of pleasure and guilt.
