Raped by Big sister and her Hairy friend

Growing up in Rural Punjab is not exactly the normal childhood. One is excluded from many of the pleasures of city life. The shopping is limited, you end up seeing the hit movies about a year after everyone else has gotten bored of them and none of the adults seem to care what you do with yourself, so long as you keep busy and out of trouble.

My childhood in this environment was particularly strange - I lived with my two sisters and my single mother (My father died in a traffic accident when I was three years old). Being the only boy in the household, I was constantly subjected and drawn into girly games like house or playing with Barbie’s. Not that I minded - After all, even these could provide some entertainment.

My mother was the head of a small technology company based in Toronto. Resultingly, she often left on business trips leaving us kids at home for several days at a time with a babysitter. When my oldest sister, Tanvi, turned 14 (I was 11 years old, and Chutki was 9 at the time) the babysitter was deemed to be no longer necessary as our mother felt that Tanvi was responsible enough to make sure everything was alright.

One Friday night, Chutki and I found ourselves at a loose end. Our mother was off until Monday on another business trip, leaving us at home to keep ourselves amused. It was January and the chill winds and blowing snow made any outdoor activity quite unpleasant. Tanvi had invited her friend best friend Lakshmi over. With Lakshmi and Tanvi occupied chatting in my sister's room this left only Chutki and I sitting in the living room, staring blankly at the TV. Chutki was obviously growing bored. She would fidget every few minutes, toying with her hair, changing her sitting position on the couch or just annoyingly poking me for her own amusement.

After a while I sighed, shutting off the TV and glancing over at Chutki. She smiled innocently, her hand half-extended, about to prod me in the side again. She was getting really annoying, and I decided that I should probably keep her occupied until her bedtime, or else she would drive me mad.

"Chutki" I said, pushing her hand away from me irritably. "Want to play a game before bed?"

She giggled and nodded eagerly, then asked, "House?"

I groaned. House. I hated house. Usually it involved almost no action, sitting around in a make-believe kitchen cooking, watching Chutki pretend to cry. Still, I suppose it was a better option than boredly sitting there getting repeatedly poked by my little sister.

I reluctantly agreed to play. Chutki immediately scampered off to Tanvi's room, and after a bit of whining and crying, managed to persuade Tanvi and Lakshmi to join in. Chutki always got her way. Mom seemed to favor her, and if Chutki complained when mom came home it was always hell for Tanvi and I.

We all walked into Chutki's room - it was our usual play place for house. There were the necessary plastic dishes for the kitchen, as well as a bed and a fake plastic oven.

Chutki was quick to dish out roles for us, eager to start the game. Tanvi was the mother, Lakshmi the father (Naturally, the oldest two among us got the parental roles), I was the older brother, and Chutki my little sister. Lakshmi, not familiar with the fact that Chutki always got her way, complained that there should be two daughters as boys were 'icky'. Chutki didn't really seem to care - surprisingly - but I was reluctant to play the role of a girl. Not that it made a difference; it was just a stupid game anyway. I started to argue that I should be the dad then, and Lakshmi the mother, but found myself quickly silenced by Chutki's annoying whining - who just wanted to start. I sighed softly to myself, accepting my role as a girl, and we started into the game.

As usual, it was boring. The mom and dad would stand around the kitchen cooking; we kids would sit on the floor playing with toys, Chutki occasionally whining for attention from her 'parents'. Both I, Tanvi and Lakshmi were unenthusiastic, and I think the only thing that kept me from standing up and walking out were the occasional smiles that Lakshmi would cast me. I had a crush on her.

As it neared 8:00 - Chutki's bedtime - there came an argument. I was supposed to be their daughter, yet my clothes were clearly male. Baggy jeans and a white tee-shirt, Lakshmi, a bit of a tomboy was clad nearly the same as me only her jeans were a bit tighter. Her clothing passed as either male or female I suppose. But she has started growing light mustache on her face and her legs were full of hairs. She was hairier than all of us. Naturally she looks masculine in all of us.  Chutki, being her impatient self, whined. She didn't suggest any solution - probably not having one - just hoping that somehow making herself sound irritated would help the problem. Tanvi, Lakshmi and I all glanced back and forth from one another hopelessly, as if each was expecting the other two to come up with a solution to the irritating whines.

Lakshmi was acting as a man of the house took the lead and speak, "Mannu, " she said, facing me, "why don't you go put on some of Chutki's clothes? She's about your size."

Needless to say, I blushed bright red. To play the role of a girl was one thing, but to dress up as one quite another. I opened my mouth starting to object, but was quickly silenced by a hard look from Tanvi as Chutki's crying grew louder again. I ambled slowly over to Chutki's walk-in closet and stepped in, shutting the door behind me. I slipped off my clothes quickly, piling them on the floor, then glanced around and found a pair of little pink panties. I looked down at them scowling. It should have been easy - all that I had to do wasstep into them - but to actually think about doing it brought the blush back to my face.

I stood there unmoving for several minutes, just holding the panties. By the noise outside, it sounded as if the game had resumed. A knock on the door disturbed the silence, "How's it coming Mannu?" came Lakshmi's voice through the door.

"Uhm, I can't figure out how to get this stuff on." I said, "I guess I'll have to just stay in my regular clothes...". I put the panties back down, picking up my navy blue boxers.

"Oh nonsense, here I'll help you." Came Lakshmi's voice.

The door swung open, and Lakshmi, not even taking a second glance at my naked body, stepped in, closing the door behind her. I turned my head over my shoulder, staring at her with a bright pink blush on my face, but she seemed to take no notice.

Lakshmi picked up the panties that I had just dropped moments ago, and leaned down, holding them by my feet. "Ok, just step in hun, like you would for your boxers."

I quickly did as she asked; wanting to hide my nudity and Lakshmi pulled the panties slowly up my legs to cover my crotch. They were pretty tight on me and the silky fabric squeezed in gently around my cock, creating a slight bulge at the front. Lakshmi tugged them up another little bit, creating even more pressure against my cock and I let out a low groan, blushing.

"See, they're not that bad, are they sweetie, you already have no hair on your legs?" Lakshmi giggled, then smiled, and gave me a light kiss on the cheek, feeling her mustache hairs on my cheeks once again drawing a pink blush to my face - A blush that brightened substantially as her hands began to smooth out the panties across my skin, brushing against my rear, then against my cock. Her hands were warm and with the stimulation of the smooth fabric against my cock, I felt myself growing hard. I let out a soft gasp. Lakshmi simply looked at my growing bulge beneath the panties and giggled.

"Enjoying this now, aren't you sweetie?"

She went back to Chutki's drawers, finding a little black skirt, a pink bra that matched the panties and a tight-fitting red tee-shirt. First she had me step into the skirt, pulling it up my legs and buttoning it up, concealing the panties and the bulge beneath. Next she held the bra to my chest, and buckled it around. She looked at it for a moment, and then grabbed a pair of socks, stuffing one sock under each cup to make it appear as if I had breasts. Finally she asked me to lift my arms and she slipped the tight red shirt down over my head, hiding the fact that there were real breasts, and completing my outfit.

Lakshmi smiled at me and say: “you don’t have even started growing hair in your armpit” you should see mine, it has forest of hair”-she giggled again and wordlessly taking my hand, the opened the door, leading me back out to Chutki's bedroom. Upon seeing me, Chutki looked delighted, seeing that her demands for the game had - as usual - been met. Tanvi simply smiled, perhaps holding back a laugh as she looked upon her little brother in her little sister's clothing. I blushed again, but then looked down at Lakshmi's hand strongly holding mine and felt reassured - and hard, I noted, as the panties seemed to be growing more tight on me by the moment.

The game flowed smoothely from then on, and we played for another ten minutes before it was Chutki's bedtime. Tanvi, Lakshmi and I waited as Chutki got changed into her pajamas. The whole time, Tanvi and Lakshmi were talking excitedly between themselves in whispers, occasionally glancing at me and giggling. Finally, Chutki slid under the covers and a walked towards her closet, intending to get back into my clothes. Tanvi walked out of the room at a quick whisper from Lakshmi, leaving only Lakshmi, Chutki and myself.

As I reached the closet, Lakshmi put grabbed lightly ahold of my wrist, stopping me. She smiled, and casting a quick glance to Chutki to make sure she had closed her eyes, Lakshmi's hand darted beneath the skirt, lightly squeezing my cock through my panties. I groaned, blushing and looking back at Lakshmi.

She leaned her head in close to my ear and whispered quietly to me, "Meet me in Tanvi's room at midnight. Keep the clothes on."

Her hand brushed softly off of my breasts, and she stepped away, walking out of Chutki's room. I stood stunned for a moment, opened the closet to collect my clothing I had taken off earlier, and then raced back to my room, my heart pounding.

I locked my door behind me, and lay down on my bed panting. She had touched me. Not even accidentally. She had even invited me to the room where she would be sleeping tonight. My mind reeled with possibilities and my hand slid down beneath the panties, stroking myself as I thought.

I imagined Lakshmi on top of me, holding me down on the bed as she rode my cock. She was breathing hard, looking down at me with eyes filled with lust. Beads of sweat formed on her mustache, she moaned and trembled as an orgasm rippled through her, then collapsed down on top of me, breathing hard.

The illusion broke as I felt my own orgasm commence. I spurted a couple drops of cum onto the red tee-shirt (I had only started producing cum in the past month), but my cock pulsed many times as the orgasm shook me. I found myself lying down, panting as the effects of my orgasm receded, and shut my eyes, continuing to think about Lakshmi.

The loud ringing of my alarm clock woke me ten minutes before midnight. I shut it off after fumbling around in the dark for a moment trying to find the switch. I had set the alarm for some reason then drifted off to sleep.

I yawned and sat up slowly. As soon as I saw the clothes I was wearing, I recalled why I had set my alarm. I grew instantly hard beneath the tight pink panties as I thought of Lakshmi. I had to get ready - In ten minutes I knew I had to be in there and prepared for her.

I walked to the bathroom and gave my face a quick wash. I then brushed my teeth, and still having a few minutes to spare I decided to shave 'down there'. I had heard that she liked boys better shaved and herself to keep hairs and I intended to make this perfect - both for myself and Lakshmi.

Grabbing my mother's razor and shaving cream, I quickly pulled down the skirt and panties and sprayed the cool cream across my balls and around my cock. There was very little hair to begin with down there and the shave was almost unnecessary, but I did it anyway. I then wiped away the remaining cream with a wet towel, dried myself off, ran my hands over the smooth skin and pulled the panties and skirt back up. I was ready.

I walked out of the bathroom, over to my sister's room. I hesitated for a moment, and then knocked on her door.

My sister's room? I had only imagined Lakshmi and myself lying in bed alone, locked in a passionate embrace. I had imagined my lips touching hers, my smooth cock embedded in her hairy big pussy. It had only just dawned on me that my sister would be in there with her and with this realization my entire fantasy died. Surely Lakshmi didn't plan on making love to me with my sister sitting there watching us! It had to simply be some sort of plan to humiliate and make fun of me, laugh at me in my little sister's clothing.

I turned and began to walk back to my room, dismayed.

I heard the door creak open and Lakshmi's soft voice, "Where ya goin' cutie?". She spoke fondly and softly, not at all the mockery I had expected.

I turned to face her, reconsidering my options - perhaps she was serious about it. As soon as I saw her, I gaped in awe. She had almost no clothing on! Other than a skimpy red bra and a matching pair of panties, Lakshmi was entirely naked. Her body was very beautiful but she looks stronger than me and hairy also, with full rounded breasts like a grown woman, well curved hips and tanned skin. At her crotch I see a moist hairy patch on the panties her hair was spread to her thighs and going till her muscular legs. I was frightened by seeing her well-built hairy body. She could rape me easily. Removing my fear by my lust, then I looked back to her breasts I noted that her nipples could be seen through the bra, poking out noticeably - She was obviously as aroused as I was.

Without saying another word, Lakshmi turned and walked back into my sister's room, her plump ass swaying forth tantilizingly. I followed her in, my eyes glued to her hairy legs the whole way. I felt my cock twitching under the panties, still straining against the fabric needing release. I smiled, knowing my craving would soon be satisfied.

As I looked up, I noticed Tanvi for the first time, sitting on the edge of her bed. Like Lakshmi, she was clad only in a bra and panties. Hers were white and looked to be made of silk - a material which couldn't have suited her better. Above the panties she had on a strap-on. This surprised me, and my mind reeled - was Tanvi a lesbian? She was blushing as I stared at it. It was about seven inches long - well over the length of my little undeveloped cock of 4”. It was made of some sort of smooth rubber, and my sister's hand worked slowly up and down the shaft, spreading lube over it.

My eyes were fixed on Tanvi with interest, but snapped quickly back to Lakshmi as I felt her hand rubbing up against the crotch of my panties again. She led me over to the bed, had me lie down, and then started to grind her hand against my little cock through the panties. I quickly grew hard beneath them, squirming in a slight discomfort as the tight fabric had its usual effect of holding my cock in, preventing me from getting a proper erection.

I could feel Tanvi's eyes on me, and heard her giggling softly as she watched. I was breathing a bit harder than usual, thrusting back eagerly against Lakshmi's hand as it teased my cock. I shut my eyes, concentrating on the wonderful feeling. Lakshmi's hand slowly rode up beneath my skirt to the top of the panties then slipped underneath. Her fingers gently squeezed in around my cock and started to stroke up and down the length of my shaft. My breathing continued to hasten as I trusted up into her hand.

I felt Lakshmi's other hand pushing beneath me as she masturbated me, pulling down the backside of the panties exposing my little plump butt. A single finger slowly traced down between my cheeks, rubbing against my rear entrance. I found this rather stimulating and my thrusting hastened even more into her hand, my body on the verge of orgasm.

As quickly as her hand had arrived upon my cock, it departed, letting the tight panties pull back down over my cock, encasing it back in it's prison. Lakshmi momentarily removed her other hand as well, lightly licking her finger. I was left as I was, my eyes still shut, my hips gyrating against the open air as if I was still thrusting into her hand.

Her hand returned, rubbing against my little puckered rear entrance a few times more, then applying a gentle pressure until the now moistened finger began to push into me. While the finger was not unpleasant, it was strange. I enjoyed it, yet my erection started to subside slightly. I blushed as I thought about what Lakshmi was doing to me with her finger, yet I did not resist. I wanted it. It felt good.

Lakshmi grinned mischievously up at me as the finger probed into my rear deeper. The finger swirled around in slow circles within me, stretching out my little hole a bit, while pleasuring me internally. Every so often I would feel her finger brush past a very sensitive spot (Which I later learned was called the prostate) which would cause me to shudder involuntarily, nearly triggering my orgasm each time. The finger continued to slowly rotate around my interior for a few minutes, driving me mad with lust. Eventually it's rhythm changed and it began to move in and out. As she fingered my ass, I panted with each thrust her finger made into me, so near to an orgasm, constantly almost being driven over the edge.

A second finger forced it's way in. It was a bit painful, but not too bad, and the two continued their assault. I opened my eyes, looking at Lakshmi pleadingly. I needed to orgasm. She seemed to understand the look in my eyes, and her fingers both brushed against my prostate, then curled in, pressing against it hard. She began to massage it lightly in circles, her eyes locked on mine, watching.

I squirmed and bucked, my cock no longer even hard, but the pleasure overwhelming. I breathed in hard, a soft moan escaping my lips as my cock pulsed in the panties, leaking a few drops of cum. My entire body seemed to shudder helplessly as waves of pleasure overtook me, my hole contracting around the invasive fingers, only adding to my pleasure.

As I came down from the orgasm, the fingers continued to move slowly in and out of my rear, fingering my hole causing the entrance to stretch slightly. The feeling was pleasant and I spread my legs slightly, welcoming them to venture in deeper. I was motionless other than my fast but rhythmic breathing, still panting softly from the pleasure that Lakshmi had given me.

Lakshmi's fingers slowly withdrew from my hole, leaving me feeling empty but satisfied. She smiled, rubbing my limp cock through the panties. "Did my little girl like that?" she cooed, grinning at me. "Does she like having her little pussy fingered?".

I blushed. What she said was embarrassing to me to say the least. At the same time however, I enjoyed what she had done and wanted to let her know. I gave a slight nod, my face flushing pink with embarrassment.

"Good girl." she cooed again. Her hands slid slowly up my sides to my smooth armpits, and she pulled me up, and then hugged me tightly against her body. My face pressed in against her bra-covered breasts and I felt my erection quickly returning.

Lakshmi stepped to the side and Tanvi came to me and took me in her embrace for five minutes and then half-carrying me, although I'm sure I could have moved on my own. I felt another pair of hands take hold of my hips and looking back over my shoulder, I found Tanvi. My older sister was pulling my body down to sit in her lap. Seeing no harm in sitting there, I let myself be pulled down. I had long since forgotten about the strap-on which earlier Tanvi was wearing and I jolted as the smooth lubed tip suddenly pressed up against my hole. Assisted by Tanvi, Lakshmi continued to lower my body down. The head of the strap-on was large and I whimpered softly as it forced its way in.

It was painful, and my whimpering grew louder as it stretched out my hole. A few tears rolled from my eyes down my cheeks as I looked for help from Tanvi, hoping she would not let Lakshmi do this to me. Her eyes showed only lust and her mouth a slight grin as she kissed me and continued to push my body down onto the big rubber cock.

I tried to stand up, but Lakshmi's hands was quite strong on my hips and Tanvi's on my shoulders kept me moving slowly downwards, encasing the strap-on in my rear.

In all honesty, after the initial penetration, the feeling was not at all bad. It was much like having her gentle fingers in me only much larger, causing a bit more stretching at my hole. However, given the circumstance, I was panicked. I squirmed as she slowly pulled me down on her cock, wanting nothing more to stand up and run away.

At last the arduous penetration came to a halt. I felt my legs against those of Lakshmi’s hairier one. It was looking like that I am really sitting on a man’s lap. I felt the massive rubber cock embedded fully in my rear. Lakshmi's hands reached around me in a tight embrace, making me lean back against her. I still continued to squirm slightly, much Tanvi's delight, who was giggling at my obvious discomfort.

Now Lakshmi seemed a bit more sympathetic, turning my face towards her, she kissed me on the lips, her fingers running down my neck, beneath the shirt to one of my nipples and giving it a squeeze. She smiled. "Mannu. Be a good little girl and sit still for me, okay?"

I hesitated.

"For me?" She said, clasping my hand in hers and looking up into my eyes.

The pleading look on Lakshmi's face at that moment was all I needed for persuasion. She really wanted me to behave, I knew. I really wanted her to be mine. I would have obeyed anything.

I nodded, trying to get over the discomfort, letting myself relax in her lap, leaning back against her with a sigh. She, sensing that I was a bit more at ease, took hold of my hips once more. She slowly began to rock her own hips, lifting my full weight with her muscular thighs, thrusting the strap-on deep into my rear. I panted softly, staring at Lakshmi still, who smiled back as she watched.

"Good girl." Lakshmi cooed again, squeezing my nipples by both of her hands.

With each thrust, she pushed the strap-on deeper into my rear. After getting over the initial shock of having it used on me, the strap-on was becoming very pleasant, it's sides constantly giving a soothing, pleasurable massage to the inside of my rear. She would also give occasional slaps to my butt cheeks, causing me to make sudden startled movements, while both girls giggled at me.

As lakshmi filled my butt with the lovely strap-on, My sister pulled down the front side of my panties. While normally I would have been rock-hard from the very thought of this, the penetration of my rear as well as my recent orgasm, made that impossible. Tanvi was instead presented - much to my dismay - with my little limp cock. She didn't seem to mind at all, as she grasped it in her hand, and slowly began to jerk me off.

The double stimulation was intense. The strap-on sped up quickly under the command of Lakshmi and my sister was just as eager with stroking my cock. My breathing grew steadily faster and louder, interrupted by intermittent moans as the strap-on made an extra-deep thrust, or aimed just right so that it would brush against my prostate.

As I neared my orgasm, my cock began to pulsate in Tanvi's hand. She made a gesture to Lakshmi, who immediately stopped thrusting. Tanvi's hand also stopped, leaving me a few seconds short. I wiggled my butt, trying to bounce it upon the strap-on, but lakshmi held me down, not letting me finish it.

I heard Lakshmi say from behind me softly, "Aww, does my little girl need to cum?".

I nodded, blushing again as I continued to squirm, managing to get the strap-on pushed up against my prostate, but not really able to derive much pleasure from it without being able to make it move in and out.

Lakshmi smiled, "Do you need to cum sweetie?" she repeated, using the same light teasing voice that Tanvi had used.

I blushed and nodded.

"Aww, isn't she adorable." Lakshmi said again, watching me squirm.

Both girls grinned. "Mannu, " Lakshmi started, "tell us what you want sweetie."

"I want to cum." I groaned out, blushing red. What were they, stupid? Of course I wanted to cum!

"Oh, that's nice." Said my sister dully.

I sat, squirming, unsure of what they wanted to hear. Both girls were giggling at me in my helpless state, only adding to my embarrassment, Lakshmi giving an occasional thrust into my ass just to keep me well-stimulated and near the orgasm but she now forcefully squeezing my bra covered chest like a breast.

"I need to cum!" I whimpered, trying hard to move up and down on the cock, although Lakshmi's powerful hands still prohibited my movement.

"Aww. Our little girl needs to cum." Said Lakshmi again in that teasing voice that was driving me mad. "But what does our little girl want?"

"I want to cum!" I repeated, feeling as if I was going to die either from embarrassment or from being kept on the edge of my orgasm so long.

"Mannu, " Said Tanvi, in a sightly less mocking voice, "What do you want Lakshmi to do?"

It dawned on me. Why they wanted me to say it, I don't know. Perhaps just to embarrass me more. It made no difference. I wanted to cum, and I would. "I want Lakshmi to fuck my ass." I said, my face flushing pink.

Tanvi nodded, she took hold of my cock in one hand, cupping the other hand just below its tip. I felt the strap-on quickly begin to move beneath me. Lakshmi almost lift me now in her lap and worked quickly, thrusting almost half of the length of the strap-on in and out of me each time. It took only moments for me to shudder, collapsing limply back against her full breasts as another orgasm washed over me. My cock spurted a tiny bit of cum again, which landed in Tanvi's hand. The thrusting stopped quickly soon thereafter, leaving me panting breathlessly with my eyes still shut, resting my head against my Lakshmi’s breasts.

Tanvi smiled, she lifted her cum-covered fingers to my mouth. "Open up sweetie." she cooed.

I did as she asked. Her fingers quickly found their way into my mouth. "Good girl. Now suck and swallow it all up."

Once again I obliged, tasting a salty liquid, not caring too much about what it was. Tanvi removed her fingers from my mouth, and I opened my eyes. "Good girl." she said again. Lakshmi kissed me forcefully on the lips  with her mustached lips, and then lifting me slowly from her lap, the strap-on pulling out of me with a soft 'pop'.

The two girls left the room, giggling, leaving me on my sister's bed, still panting softly from my orgasm. I shut my eyes, and within a few minutes, sleep overtook me.

Being a girl certainly was exhausting.