Then he tapped on my shoulder, saying, “Leave it, you are useless.”Then he walked inside. For the rest of the journey, he didn’t speak a word wi...h me. Meanwhile, I was left with this new word called ‘incest’. Out of curiosity, I looked on the internet to know what is incest.While surfing, I stumbled upon a website called Indian Sex Stories, ISS, for short. While sleeping in the top bunk, I read a few stories. I was shocked and surprised to read how many young Indian boys have sex with their. When she had gotten ready and come out of the bedroom in our house in Bombay, she had twirled very fast, making the dress balloon up to waist level, giving me a nice look at her thong-covered ass. She looked so sexy, I got hard instantly and had expressed the desire for a quickie right then, but Puja refused, saying it would mess up her make up.Reluctantly, I limited myself to some fondling, and finally we got going.Puja really was looking amazing that night. Even when we were on the way to the. Somewhere my inner soul was saying, no, this is wrong but at the same time somewhere I was curious to know more about incest. From there, my journey towards incest started.I became damn obsessed with this website and started to bunk college, and spend more time on the cafe to read all the sex stories. When I started to read the sex stories some four years back, there were not many stories available here. Maybe just 20 to 30 stories.I read all of them and I started to imagine myself there in. He started giving me a body to body massage his sexy boxy slixing over me feeling his cock gliding up my back to my neck and down againmmmmm.I started rotating my ass and he grabbed my bootycheeks and puled them apart , kneading my booty and letting his now half hard dick slap against my asshole, suddenly he buried his head between my asscheeks and started kissing and licking my anus, Hmmmmm don't stop I mumbled as he continued to rim me and massage my cheeks smacking them sometimes as he.