The story is fantasy and never happened and is only written for the enjoyment of the readers. Please read and enjoy Part 1, 2, 3, 4 before reading thi... Part 5.My name is Raj and staying with my mum’s sister Anita (I call her aunty) in Pune since I was a 2 years old. For me aunty is more like a mother to me and I have grown up with my cousin Prya who is 2 years my junior. By the way this story happened three years ago almost to the day. Okay readers, Part 5 starts here.Prya did not reply she. ..it had a covering that held a mini-vibrator snugly against her. It had a control that varied what she was about to experience and I was "asked" to be in charge of that.....(WOW)! She wore it as she "freshened-up" a little and put on more perfume. Then she seemed to take forever lighting several candles she had brought to set the mood.....We cuddled and the kisses were long and deep and I could feel her trying hard to get me to enter her. The butterfly turned on and off as I tried to maintain. I told him “please be a little soft, neighbors might hear if I scream” he said “ I don’t care” and started pinching them harder and biting them wildly. I tried hard not to shout but I could not.He then made me bend over on all my four limbs and spread my ass cheeks. He then spit on my asshole and rubbed for a while. But I knew that will not be sufficient to send his monster cock into my ass and was trembling with fear about what is about to come. He then placed tip of his cock on my ass and. At least nothing that I was aware of before the night my brother fucked my brains out. I started this diary the next day. My brother Carl and I had always been very close, closer than most brothers and sisters ever become. We had always been best friends, confidants. We had no secrets from one another; we had always been able to share our most intimate thoughts and feelings as we were growing up. As kids, we were inseparable. We did everything together short of having sex together. I won’t deny.