Making money with sister

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"So you must have made a couple of lakhs (It is a typical Indian expression for hundred thousand) by now, that is good money." I said thoughtfully.

"Around that. But it is easy money. Only once I had a difficult customer, who after having sex wanted his partner in a threesome with me. And he was offering me double the amount." She stopped.

"Did you do it finally -- threesome?' I asked.

"Yes, and it was not bad, I think it was rather fun. I had done it before during one of the orgies Vicky took me to. Moreover, I have a high sexual drive and I do not get satisfied that easily. I am multi-orgasmic. The threesome actually satisfies me sexually." She was giving me a description of her sexual exploits. "You saw the dildo today, that keeps me company otherwise, particularly when I am home. And I have few of them in different sizes and shapes."

"You can dispense with the dildo; you have a live one now." I said and my cock was regaining its life. It was again getting harder and I started moving behind her, trying to hump her ass.

"Once you have a website, I am sure you will be very busy and you will get plenty of cock to keep your pussy happy." I explained.

"Not really. In the past, I do not think I got my big O with any one excepting during the threesome. These guys are usually old and they come too quickly. Some of them even have erectile dysfunction and some of them get spent after a blowjob. Every time I have to get back to my good old dildo." She complained.

"We can work it out. May be you can go out fifteen days a month. And once a day. That would make you over four lakhs (hundred thousand rupees) a month." I thought for a while," And if we can get some foreigners who pay in dollars, it would still be better."

"And as such we shall charge extra for additional services like threesome or anal sex. But you got to be careful about AIDS." I gave my expert opinion in a business-like voice.

"Excepting oral sex, I insist that the man must use condom. I play it safe. And I do not have any ulcer or cuts in my mouth. So it is safe sex always." She assured me. "And mostly I choose elderly men with family. I make it sure those guys are forty year old or more. That is much safer, though sexually frustrating. They leave me high and I have to always feign I am coming."

"Didi, I was really horny imagining you having sex with others; and when I saw you changing your clothes, I was excited and it did not matter to me you are my sister. I am very happy about what happened with us, but I did not ever imagine you would let me make love to you. I did not know what I was missing. You are not only beautiful, but your body is smoking hot and you know how to satisfy a man." I confessed

After a while she spoke, "Not very often I get the chance to fuck to please myself.

"Are not there male escorts, do not ladies require escort services?" I inquired. "In that case I also can join in the same trade. We can participate in foursomes, group sex and even swap with other couples."

"I am not sure, but definitely there will be ladies who would like to have sex -- there must be a lot of unsatisfied females whose husbands are busy making money. We shall try in the internet and see. Now, let us go to sleep.

"Many men have fantasies for women in sexy lingerie, women playing with sex-toys and we can buy those things for you. You can charge them extra for this." I was mentally picturing my sister in baby-doll nighties like fashion TV models. She was no way inferior to them. Rather she had a suppler and fuller body than many of those flat and skinny models.

"And you look better than many of those FTV models. You are sexier with larger breasts and fuller and bigger butt." I complimented her lovingly. "I am quite proud to have you as my sister and fucking partner."

"I always use sexy under garments. But when I go to hotels, I have to dress conservatively; cannot afford to make hotel staff suspicious. I cannot go to them in baby-dolls or similar sexy wear." She replied.

"You can carry them in your bag or else, if we can line up clients properly, say have two of them in a day for special services like sex-toys or lingerie fetish, you can check into a hotel and stay there for a day. You need to serve two clients in a day and you can make enough money to cover the cost of the hotel. Secondly, this service will not be a regular one; it will be at a very high price and will be available for very selected client." I proposed.

"That sounds fine. But where do we get sex-toys? Other than few dildos, which I got from Rachna, I have no more sex-toys.... I do not think you get them that easily here." She replied.

"We shall try the internet or may be the once fly down to Bangkok and buy every thing from there and come back. Bangkok being the sex-capital of Asia must have stores selling everything." I suggested.

"Yes, that sounds wonderful. We can see new places. In fact some of the lingerie I bought was from the market of imported items. I shall show you next time -- some of them are very naughty." She smilingly told me.

"I do not want to see them like that. I want to see you modeling them." I replied.

She spoke first, "Let us go to sleep now. Tomorrow we shall work out our business plan."

***

"How did you turn into almost an insatiable slut? You are the sort of girls who would even enjoy three guys to fuck at the same time!! I never ever imagined my own sister is such a slut, ready to take any cock -- even his brother's. Were you always like this or was it after you started working as escort? You are damn sexy... and anyone you fuck will need it more and more...Not very many girls please men with all there three holes and even some of them may do it passively, but not initiating it like you and enjoying this too." I finished in one breathe.

She did not reply but just prodded hard.

"How frequently do you get to fuck Vicky? How is he?"

"Whenever we get the opportunity, we fuck. He is quite adventurous. He only introduced me to anal sex and rimming. He loves to fuck as much as I do and we have tried almost everything from threesome to group orgies. He only introduced me to swinging lifestyle." She replied.

"Who do you swing with?" I was inquisitive.

"His very close friends only. There are three more couples -- only one couple is married and the rest are like us. We had the swinging parties in a farmhouse." She responded.

"You did not feel awkward -- even the first time?" I inquired.

"Of course I did. Actually one day Vicky took me to the farmhouse for a party. His other friends were there. We all drank and smoked some joints. I did not know how it happened, but I came to my senses when I found myself lying on bed and my mouth was getting fucked. I was startled when another cock entered my pussy; and I could not see whose cock it was as my view was blocked by Vicky ramming into my mouth. I could not protest as mouth was full, and before I could really protest, I started enjoying it. With that all my reticence was gone. Subsequently, in my drunk and stoned state, when I saw Vicky was fucking someone else's girlfriend, and that guy was approaching me. I spread my legs for him." She responded. "A few moments later we changed positions and I started riding him. While riding Vicky's friend, I saw Vicky approaching and he bent me forward exposing my ass for him and that was my first double-penetration. I cannot remember how many climaxes I had that day. From that tie onwards, we fuck whenever I get a chance. But after I started this escort services, sex has not been fulfilling mostly. And I could not get hold of Vicky as he is out of Calcutta for last three months. I have been perpetually horny and resorting to my vibrators."

"Do not fret over his absence. Now you got me. If he is not around, I am always there for you. Fucking you is such a welcome change from fucking Anita -- my girlfriend. She is one cold boring fuck."
When I looked at the clock on the wall, I saw it was two hours past noon. We have to go out, get some lunch and take a new mobile phone number for our business.

"But how can you keep this number a secret? If you call someone he will see this number." She questioned.

"There are ways. I can even call the person using Voice over internet. That would not reveal the number. But I shall contact the person after I study him and find him genuine." I assured her. "Let us go now."

"Ok. Let me get dressed." She picked up her shorts, t-shirt and underwear and went to her room. She came back dressed in a loose skirt and a lacy top. We locked the house and took the car to the nearest shopping mall. She was looking very pretty in the long skirt that flowed down in frills right to her ankles. She had her hair tied in a loose casual pony-tail. She had a small gold chain around her neck with a pearl pendant and matching pearl ear-tops. She was looking demure and homely far from her sexy and slutty self.

We bought a telephone connection and a mobile handset. We wet to the Pizza hut in the corner to eat pizza. Then we loafed around the mall window shopping. When I saw a pharmacy, I remembered I would need cialis, a more potent version of Viagra. I asked my sister to wait outside and bought a couple of strips of the medicine. While walking out of the pharmacy I popped in a couple of tablets as I knew it would require an hour or so to exert its effect. I came and joined my sister. As we were finding our way out of the mall I saw a liquor shop and stopped in front of it and asked her, "What would you like to drink in the evening?" "Either Vodka with orange juice or Bacardi with coke, whatever you can get, would be fine." I got a bottle of Bacardi and some cans of coke. After an hour of wandering in the mall, we headed back for home to finish the unfinished work of making her website.

I had my eyes on the road, and the afternoon time it was not very crowded. I switched on the music system. I was humming with the song.

"Wait till we reach home. And do not forget you got to model for me some of your naughty lingerie."

In a few minutes we reached home. I parked the car and opened the door for her. I followed her and closed the door behind me. I dropped our shopping bags on the sofa and rushed to her, I bent forward and caught the hemline of her skirt and lifted it up completely. "Waoo: I exclaimed seeing her undergarment, The front of the thong was made of three thin strips all originating from another tied around her waist. One was going on one side of the pussy, the other going on the other side -- making a framework inside which her glorious pussy was enclosed. The tight strip or rope pushed the pussy lip inward making it appear puffier and the same on the other side too. Only the central strip ran on the slit but rest of the area or most of her pussy was left bare. All the three strips joined one another at the base and come together just below her pussy lips, from where a lone ultra thin strip passed through the crack of her ass to meet the strip around her waist. She herself took off her top. "Ohhh Nooooo" I almost screamed in disbelief. There were again only three thin strips, they were making futile attempts to cage her boobs, as they never could cover them. The strips ran from below her breasts upward converging at one point; from where a solitary string went upward and to her back. My mouth hung open at this sight. The bra cups had been replaced by these three strips, which neither covered her breasts; and was not sure if they could provide any support to her boobs like a bra. Even her nipples were fully exposed with the central strip on her breast passing by its side. The strips did leave a depression on her soft flesh, and were possibly trying to push her breasts up. But her breasts were spilling out and completely exposed.

"This is a peek-a-boo bra and thong, she announced. You wanted to see them, didn't you?"
"All fine with me. We shall go slowly. There is the whole evening. Let me fix you a drink first." I went to the refrigerator in the kitchen to get a can of coke and some ice; and picked up two glasses. I came to my room. I poured the Bacardi in two glasses and mixed it up with coke. I gave one to her. "Cheers, for the success of our new venture" I toasted with her. "Cheers!" She joined me and gulped down the drink in one go. I followed the suit. "Let me make one more drink." I said and got up to make another round of drinks. This time I made it quite stiff. I mixed it with coke, added a dash of lime and few ice cubes and brought the glasses to my room. She was sitting on the bed, her feet dangling down. I sat by her side and started sipping my drink handing over her glass to hers.

"Let me get a joint. That will give you a high. By the way, have you ever tried it?" She asked as she got up.

"No, never tried one, but would not mind experimenting once." I answered.

She returned with a joint. "I got some from Vicky and this is the last one I am left with." She commented and placed it between her lips. "Since when did you start smoking hash?" I asked inquisitively. She lit it, dragged on it hard, her cheeks sucked in. It was an erotic sight. The room filled with a sweet acrid smell. She took a couple of drags and passed it to me. I took a drag. "Hold the smoke inside." She suggested, "I am not regular. I just take it once a while, when I really want to get high." After few puffs I passed on the joint to her. "This is great stuff. You will realize it in half an hour." She said and took the joint to her lips. She presented a very erotic sight sitting in her daring undergarments smoking the joint. She sipped from her glass in between the puffs. I was nursing my glass. "What do we do when dad and mom return? I asked worried. "We will behave normally when they are here and you know they will retire to their bed soon after dinner and we shall continue from where we leave it." She answered offhandedly. She passed me on the joint and after two drags, it had burnt completely.

"When do you plan to settle down?" I asked her rather seriously.

"What do you mean by that?" She looked with surprise written in her eyes.

"When do you intend to get married?" I asked her plainly.

"Shut up, do not ask me the same question which mom and dad got tired of asking me." She said in mock anger. "I love my independence. I am not going to marry, at least for another five years. I do not want to be tied down with responsibilities of running a home and raising kids. I want to enjoy myself and make hay when the sun shines. Why should I buy a cow when I get milk so cheap?" She said very assertively.

"What about Vicky? He does not want to get married?" My questions probing her personal life continued.

"He is my friend, just like I had Jay, Raj and even Amit. They all were my boyfriends. I had fun with each of them. Now it is Vicky. He takes me to discos, spends on me and pampers me. Above all, he is good in bed and very adventurous about sex. He knows it as much as I do, we are not going to marry." She finished.

We got dressed in what we usually dress at home and waited for our parents like two normal siblings.

I helped her in the kitchen as she cooked some dinner for all of us. When our parents came, dinner was being served on the dining table.

"My kids are just wonderful." Mom said in a beaming voice. "So, how did your day go?"

"Very hectic Mama" Sis replied. I was laughing to myself -- really hectic -- the day could have never been more hectic for my slutty sis. "I went from pillar to post to gather few materials, and give them to those men who do the embroidery. I did not want to go to those dingy places alone, so took Kumar with me. We had a field day. Then we got back and prepared the dinner."

"I am feeling very sleepy ..." I said

We all got up, mom stayed back to clean the table and plates. Dad left for his room. Sis and myself walked upstairs to our respective rooms. I needed a good sleep.

I opened my door and took off my pants and t shirt and fell flat on my back on the bed, my cock drooping down in a flaccid state. I was feeling very sleepy as the effect of hash and booze had worn off.

I was about to close my eyes, my door opened. It was my sister in a light pink lacy robe standing at the door. I could see her silhouette there. Her robe was quite long, flowing luxuriously down to her feet. She came in, turned to bolt the door and silently climbed up my bed and snuggled close to me.

"I am too sleepy ......" I whispered

"Do not worry .....

"Are you always like this, insatiable and horny?" I asked.

"I am a total slut when it comes to fucking." She said as if she read my mind. "I fuck for money, and I fuck for fun. I saw in the web a vaginal, clitoral and anal stimulator; but did not know how to get one. Its advertisement said it could be put inside and one could even travel with that in place. I got to have one to take care of my perennial horniness." She confided. "You can use real cocks to do that. You get your share of fun and make money as well." I suggested. "We can advertise as a couple in one of those sites and get into some orgies or foursome. You can then have two cocks in you as many times as you need. But that way, we cannot make any money though we can have fun."

"It is not that easy. You got to get people who you can trust. And people whom you do not know or know too well -- like couples who are into this already. I would love to do it if only we get real decent and trustworthy groups or couples." She said
"This bra makes the cleavage prominent and still my nipples poke through the cups and one would think seeing my nipples through my tops or shirts that I am going bra-less. And the panties actually rub my clit and though they do not cover anything, I still feel I am wearing something. Is not it sexy?"

"Sexy? That is an understatement. This is real slutty. This is 'come-on-fuck-me' invitation to all erect cocks." I said.

" Bright light of the autumn sun woke me up. I got up quickly washed myself and climbed down the stairs to the kitchen. Mom and dad were as usual getting ready to go to work. My sister was in the kitchen preparing breakfast. She had woken up earlier. Dad was reading the newspaper and mom was sitting by his side. "Good morning Dad and Mom" I said cheerfully and sat opposite to my dad. "Good morning son. Are you coming to the shop?" Dad asked. "I got to send some mails to Patel and follow up with some of the formalities. I have to send him few documents. I think I will use the computer at home to do every thing. It will be easier as I will not be disturbed by customers." I replied. "I am sure it will be much quieter at home to do the documentation. You finish them at home. In case you need any thing or any details, do call me." Dad answered.

"Mom, help me serve the breakfast please..." My sister yelled from the kitchen.

"Coming sweetheart..." My mom replied as she went to the kitchen.

The two ladies came with the plates, bowls of cereals, tea-pot and milk, scrambled eggs and toast. The breakfast was served on the table. Sis came and sat by my side and mom by dad's side.

"What are your plans for today?" Mom asked my sister.

"Same thing. I have to get some clothes stitched and embroidered. I have to go to different shops to pick up lace and embroidery materials." She said.

"Take Kumar with you; or start off when Kumar is through with his preparation of contracts; and he can drive you to all the places." Mom suggested.

"I can manage on my own Mom." Sis quipped, "But if he can come along without interrupting his work, that will be a big help." She replied as she looked at me.

I just nodded.

We finished our breakfast. Dad and mom left for work and as I locked the main door I looked at my sister, who was smiling a know-all smile.

"So you had to wake up early and make the breakfast." I started our conversation.

"Yes. I woke up early and I was still sleepy, but could not afford to let the old folks suspect any thing. So had to take a shower and changed to this." She replied pointing to her pajama suit that was loose and concealed all her charms.

"But I am sure inside them you must be wearing your naughty undies." I said cheekily.

"For your eyes only..." she chuckled and lifted her shirt at the hem in a flash and brought it down. She was wearing nothing underneath.

"Let us go and check emails, if some horny guy is waiting to fuck you." I said and started taking the stairs. She followed me. "Is not it too early? We just posted the ad yesterday and I do not think it might have caught attention of people."

"There are always lots of horny guys browsing sex sites and looking for escorts. Moreover how many Indian listings are there? And most of them even do not have the photographs; and if they have, they are borrowed from common porn-sites which any one can make out. I am sure there would be some mails...." I replied. I went to my computer. I opened the mail box; and exclaimed, "Oh no .... It cannot be true ......" I could not believe there were over fifty emails.

My sis was just looking at the screen. "Being your secretary is going to be a tough job." I said jokingly, "if I have to check so many emails and contact them, I have to work overtime."

"You will be paid for over-time; and your wages for those hours will be double!" she said with mock seriousness.

I started opening one mail after another. Many of them had given their phone numbers and some of them appeared to be time-wasters. I took a sheet of paper and started noting down the names, contact details of the gentlemen. Few of them had given hotel numbers and interestingly, there were three respondents to the advertisement staying in the same hotel -- one of the five star hotels in Calcutta.

"I think trying these guys who are staying in the five star hotels would be safe. They must be outsiders and most importantly rich!" I opined. "Let me first reply their mails and see when we can fix up your appointments. Or it may be worth taking a room in the same hotel and invite them to your room. It will be even safer as no one can use hidden cameras. You can possibly have one overnight client and two or three clients for two hours fuck." I said in one breath as if I was making a business presentation.

"But how can I take a room and stay in Calcutta itself?"

"Leave it to me. I will manage it." I assured her patting on her shoulder.

There were two foreigners, who had sent their photographs, one was middle aged, and the other was in his fifties. The older man wanted to spend the whole night with her. Then I replied to the three clients, asking them their available time options.

"We got to tell Mom and Dad that we are going out of station. May be you tell them you are going to Ahmedabad. Obviously they will ask me to accompany with you. Then we can check into the hotel at about ten o clock in the morning and possibly take care of two clients in your room in the whole day, You can spend the whole night with that oldie and if you feel like, you can have one more client the next morning. I have written them very specifically what kind of services they will get." I said.

"What about money?" she asked.

"You think I shall under-sale such a hot property -- even though it is for time share!!!!!" I laughed aloud and she laughed in unison. I have quoted the same rates we mentioned in the advertisements. I have specified that time cannot be extended. In case they want you for longer time, they need to book again. But remember for God's sake never give your address or locality details or your field of work or any contact numbers to them. And your name remains same -- Neha."

We also replied to some other in different cities for their details and wanted to know when they will be available in Calcutta.

She dragged her chair, rolling on its wheels close to the computer table. Let us see the profile of the oldie. I clicked on it. "A British Aristocrat who travels to India frequently on business needs your services. I am disease and drug free. I am kind, passionate and very experienced in pleasing a lady. I want the lady to dominate me on bed. I enjoy receiving oral sex (but do not perform it myself), anal sex and vaginal sex with woman-on-top position. I would love the girl to seduce me with a striptease. Money is no problem -- tips can even exceed her charges if she satisfies me completely."

I continued reading the next one after opening his mail, "Hi sexy! This is Jim. I am African American. I am half Caucasian and half black and possess a monster of a never-say-die pecker which can satisfy any girl. I have been with many girls of many countries, but every one gives one compliment -- I fuck their brains out!! Had I not been in business of software I could have been a successful gigolo. Nothing is an inhibition in sex with me." I stopped. I think I made a mistake. I should have put this guy for the entire night and the oldie for few hours. Then you could really get a good fuck."

"No, you did the right thing. She interrupted, "This guy does not promise to pay any thing more. The other guy at least sounds to be generous. We are in this for money -- not fun."

"So, you need to pack up and prepare for tomorrow and we shall go off tomorrow morning and check into the hotel." I reminded her.

"But what will you do when I am fucking inside the room? You have to take another room and stay there." She said thoughtfully.

"That will be very expensive. I shall go out and stay with a friend or a nearby lodge. Anyway, you have your mobile and you can call me any time. These hotels are very safe and no one will ever suspect and bother. As I shall be checking in with you as a hotel guest, in case I have to come at odd hours, the management would not suspect any thing. She got up and said, "Let me select the things I have to carry. Want to come along and help me?" I was more than willing to do so.

She brought out a suitcase, and opened it. She opened her wardrobe and from one of the large drawers took out three pairs of robes for her night-dress. One was a babydoll -- a short one, which possibly would not even cover her thighs. The second was a long light blue colored silk robe, very feminine; and the third one was a lacy transparent red long one piece with thin spaghetti straps. Then she opened the top drawer and brought out her panties and bras. She took a white set of peek-a-boo bra and panty set out, "This will got with the teddy -- the guy will be excited quickly and come quickly; and even can fuck me without removing any thing." Then she took out a red under-wired lace bra and thong set and keeping it in her suitcase said, "This is for the red gown, for slow seduction at night." And then a black half-cup bra and string thong -- "this is for the blue night-dress, it will be visible from inside." She placed them in the suitcase and then took out the two vibrators. She opened it from the back and took out some new batteries and replaced the old ones with them. "Who knows, if they leave me high, hot and horny -- I shall need them." She then packed a couple of trousers and tops, a skirt and a matching top and a tube of lidocaine anesthetic. "I got to apply this in advance in my ass. It is going to help if they are rough or they do not lubricate my asshole properly."

I said, "I wish I could see you getting fucked by those guys. I want to see you fucking three guys at a time in a threeway."

It was almost two in the afternoon. "Let us check the emails. We need to call up those guys if they have replied, otherwise, we may have to send mails to some more. We also have to book the hotel accordingly."

We went up to my room and switched on the computer taking our chairs in front of the computer table.

The inbox had four replies. "Hey sis, I never thought these guys would respond so quickly." I opened the first mail. It was from Jim. He wanted her in the evening, any time between six to eight o'clock. The next mail was from a Delhi-based businessman. He wanted her any time during the day. So was the next mail, which was from a Bombay-based businessman. The last mail, which was from the old English man wanted her to come at nine pm and stay till the next morning. Unfortunately the two Indian clients did not reveal their age. Three of them confirmed they were staying in the same hotel where we wanted to check in. The fourth man was going to stay in his guest house. "I do not think you should go to any guest house. You never know ...." I said as I was going through the mails.

"Obviously, I do not go to any guest house. They may not be safe. We can ask him if he can come to the hotel. Otherwise, we can see if there is someone else or we can leave it at that, three will be enough." She affirmed.

"I do not think three fucks will be enough for you the whole day!!" I joked. "Now that we have their contact numbers, let us talk to them and confirm the appointments and also send them emails confirming it." I said and started replying to them. "Why do not you first call the guy from Bombay? Check if he can come to the hotel. But I think I should first book a room before I confirm them by mail." I opened the online booking web-page of the hotel and booked a room with a king-sized bed. I filled in my arrival and departure details and gave my credit card details.

"It is all done. Our business venture starts tomorrow." I declared.

Sis took the mobile phone kept on the computer table and I passed on the number of the man from Bombay. "Just ask him if he can come to the hotel, and tell him it is not possible for you to go to any guest house. We shall reconfirm the room and time tomorrow morning at about ten thirty. His name is Kishore Agrawal." I took the phone and deactivated "own number sending option" and gave the phone to sister to make a call, she took it and dialed the number. And kept the phone in the speaker phone option. Sister started, "Sir, This is Neha. I am a part time model and escort and you wrote to me to which we have already responded, but I regret to inform you that I cannot go to any guest house. Will it be possible for you to come to the hotel. I shall give you the room number any time later. But tentatively -- your time is booked at eleven am to one pm." There was a long silence. And I could not know what the other man was saying. After a long pause, she said, "So it is fixed in the hotel sir. I shall wait for you sharp at eleven."