I quickly walked over to her and turned her around. She shrugged me off, and said, "Don't touch me. I have never been so humiliated in my life. I love you with all my heart, brother. Why did you shame me like this?" "But I didn't mean to, Sarita." I compel her to turn and look at me. I pulled her in my arms, and said,"My dear sister, there is no one in this world I love more than I love you. You must believe me. I stopped because what we were doing would have taken us down the forbidden path. You are incredibly sexy, darling, and I am so proud to be your brother. But I couldn't spoil and violate your beauty and purity out of forbidden lust. Surely you can understand that." Sarita clung to me, and sobbed in my arms. Her tears were making my shirt wet. I just held her and let her weep. Finally she stopped and looked up at me.

I kissed her on the nose and wiped her tears. "Feel better now?" Sarita nodded, and smiled. "Now I love you even more than I did before, Pradeep. You love me so much that you wanted to protect my virtue even when I was asking you to violate it. I know you were aroused. But you did not take advantage of me. Anyone else would have. Even daddy." "What?" "Yes, Pradeep. Last year, he tried to seduce me. I slipped out of his arms and locked myself in my bedroom." "My God. What happened?" "Well, don't get mad at him. It wasn't his fault, really. Remember when mummy was in the hospital for a month recuperating from the nasty fall she took last winter? One night, daddy brought home a video movie. He said it was a classic from the fifties or sixties, something like that. It was called 'And God Created Woman'" "I know about that. It starred Brigit Bardot, the French sex siren." "Right. Only this one turned out to be a remake, starring Rebecca De Morney. We watched it together.

God, it was sexy. There was one scene in it from the prison where this fugitive girl - Morney - finds herself face to face with a handsome contractor doing some work in the prison gym. She is buck naked, caught in the middle of changing her clothes before showing up in her barracks. They hear some footsteps, and she runs and hides with this guy behind a bunch of tall partitions. She gets horny, standing close to this hunk, and tells him to pull his pants down. She jumps up and straddles him, riding him hard until she comes repeatedly." "Did they show all that?" "Well, not quite. They never showed the genitals of that contractor guy. They did show her buck naked, though. You know, there is discrimination in these foreign movies. They show naked women with the shots of their pubes, but not men with their pubes and cocks. Anyway, I got so horny watching that, without realizing it, I had my hand under the skirt, and was rubbing myself.

Daddy was sitting across from me, and he had a full view of my crotch and hand. His organ was very hard and was making a tent in his pants. He looked at me like he was seeing through me, and before I knew it, he had pulled his pants and shorts down, and was pumping his cock. He came at me, and grabbed my hand that was under the skirt, and pulled me down to the carpet. Her grabbed my panty and ripped it, and then fell on me. It happened so fast, I couldn't react quickly enough. But as soon as his organ poked me between the legs, I pulled my knees up and got him right on his balls. That slowed him down long enough for me to squirm out from under him and run to my room. I locked the door, and sat down against it, blocking it in case he tried to push it open. I was trembling all over, partly from fear and partly from the excitement of that woman riding this guy standing up." "My God, he tried to fuck his own daughter. The bastard." "Don't talk like that, Pradeep.

He didn't follow me or anything. After a while I slowly opened the door and went to the kitchen to get some water. The TV was still on, but there was no sign of daddy. I turned the TV off, and went looking for him. He was nowhere in the house. I was tired and went to bed. Next morning, I was making breakfast, when he came in from outside. His face was ragged, his eyes were red shot and he looked totally out of it. I ran up to him and asked him where he had been and why he looked like that. He shook me off and went to the bathroom. Much later, he came back to the kitchen. He had shaved, showered and was dressed nicely, as he always is." "What did he say?" "He started weeping, and apologized for what he had done. He swore he would never touch me again, and cried even more. I felt so bad that I had kneed him in the groin, that I apologized to him for it. He shook his head, and said, 'No darling, you did the right thing to fend me off. I was like an animal. There is no excuse for what I did, even though your mother being in the hospital hasn't been easy for me.'" "That's pathetic." "Pradeep, don't talk like that. He's our father.

I know he didn't mean to hurt me. He just lost it for a moment. I was also turned on by that movie, and was rubbing myself. He saw me, and may be that triggered it for him. I had pulled my panty down and had my hands all over my pussy. He must have seen it, and with the woman riding that young stud on the TV screen, I can understand how he could have lost sight of the fact that I was his daughter. I was immodest before him. So don't blame him. See what we just did, or almost did. You reacted to my body just the same way. Should I condemn you the same way you want to condemn him?" "Sarita, on top of being so incredibly beautiful and sexy, where did you pick up the qualities of an angel?" "You call having the hots for her own brother angelic quality? You are blinded by your love for me, brother. And I love you for it. Anyway, how did we get started on this subject? Never mind. What are the lovebirds up to?" I got up from our hiding place and looked in the direction of Karuna and Bashir.

They were still lying in each other's arms on the sand. From the condition of their clothes, and the look on Karuna's face, I suddenly had a hunch that they had gone all the way while Sarita and I were engrossed in our own little incestuous fling. I told Sarita that it looked like they had just finished making love. "Oh, darn. I wanted to watch that. How do you know?" "Look at your friend. Her face is that of a woman who has just experienced her first mind-blowing orgasm, don't you think?" "I wouldn't know, brother. I've never had a mind-blowing orgasm, especially as a result of sexual intercourse. I am still a virgin, in case you have forgotten." "I haven't. But take it from me, she had her fill of him. Ask her tonight when we return to the hotel." "I will, and I'll let you know tomorrow. If it looks like they are done for the day, let's get out of here.

I am feeling itchy with all this sand in my clothes." "I can help you clean it off if you like." "The same brother who was mortified a few minutes ago for having poked his stiff cock at his sister's pussy?" "That is different. I am offering to carefully wipe and wash off the sand from your body, and giving you a luxuriating bath in the tub in our hotel room." "Are you, really? You are not kidding me, right?" "No, I am serious. I have to make amends for making you feel humiliated earlier. This will be my penance." Sarita burst out laughing. "You are so nutty. Some penance. I bet you will be sporting a spectacular stiffness all the time your are pawing my naked body." "Well, that's beyond my control. What do you say?" Sarita looked at me steadily for a moment, and said, "You are serious. Oh, I'd love it, brother.

But how will I explain it to Karuna?" "I suggest we leave them alone, and go back to the hotel now." "I can't leave my friend alone with that man. I promised her I would watch out for her." "Look, they already made love. What are you going to watch out for now?" "We don't know they did." "Then ask her. Go ahead. And then tell her that you need to go back to the hotel for a while." "How can I intrude on their privacy?" "Then we'll both go and ask them." "Ask them what? 'Did you guys make love just now?' Is that what we should ask?" "No. Just observe their condition, their state of mind. Activate your sense of smell. There are many ways to tell if a woman has just been laid. She smells of sex." Sarita punched me in the ribs. I pulled her to me, and kissed her on the nose. "Come on, sister. Don't waste any more time before your bath." That did it. Sarita's eyes sparkled at the thought of experiencing an erotic bath from her brother.

We made our way to Karuna, making as much noise as we could to warn them. Karuna quickly sat up, and hurriedly straightened her clothes. But she forgot that her panty was lying on the sand behind her, and that we could see it. It was obviously wet, because lumps of sand were sticking to the crotch panel. Sarita took a deep breath as if trying to smell the fresh air. "It sure smells exotic here, doesn't it, Karuna? Did you have a good time?" Karuna blushed hundred different shades of red, and threw a cautious glance at Bashir. He just grinned with a silly look on his face. We knew they had done it. Sarita looked at me quickly, and said to Karuna, "Listen. Pradeep and I are going back to the hotel. How long are you planning to stay here? Don't rush or anything. Do you want me to come back here in a couple of hours?" Karuna looked at her lover. Bashir sat up, and said, "You go ahead. I can drop Karuna off at the hotel in about three hours, if that's okay." "That's fine," Sarita said, "Don't do anything mummy won't approve, Karuna. Do you hear me?" "Yes, Sarita," Karuna replied in the same mocking tone, and they both laughed. "I'll be a good girl, and tell you all about it later, okay?" We waved them goodbye, and headed back to the hotel.