The three sisters gazed at their younger brother Alang with lustful eyes, their minds consumed by forbidden desires. As the eldest, Nurul led the charge, her voluptuous figure quivering with anticipation. "Oh Alang, if only you knew the effect you have on us," she purred, running a painted nail down his muscular arm.
Alang, oblivious to the danger, smiled brightly. "What do you mean, Nurul? I'm just your goofy little brother!"
Siti, the second sister, licked her full lips. "Not so little anymore, is he Nur? Look at that bulge..." Her hand drifted dangerously close to the prominent tent in Alang's trousers.
Aisyah, the baby of the family, pressed her perky breasts against his back and wrapped her arms around his waist. "I bet it's so thick and hard...I want to taste it so badly." Her voice was breathy, desperate.
The siblings were alone in the house. Their parents had gone for a rare night out. "We've been so restrained, but no more!" Nurul declared. "A sister's needs are sacred. Allahu Akbar, I thank you for Alang!"
In a flurry of motion, the three nubile women undressed Alang, their hands and mouths roaming his body greedily. He was quickly stripped bare, his magnificent manhood springing free, long and girthy. Gasps of delight erupted.
"Assalamulaikum, what a sight! Your cock is a gift from the heavens, Alang!" Siti dropped to her knees and engulfed the head, sucking noisily.
"Mmmm, so good," Aisyah moaned, lapping at his swollen balls. "Feed me your seed, oh mighty brother!"
Nurul shoved them aside and devoured Alang's throbbing shaft to the hilt, deepthroating his thickness. Her eyes rolled back in ecstasy at the taste and feel of her baby brother's meat spearing her throat.
Lost in a haze of incestuous pleasure, Alang's eyes rolled back. He had no idea what had overcome his sexy sisters, only knowing their skilled mouths and hands were driving him wild. Unfamiliar urges boiled over and he flooded his eldest sibling's mouth with his virgin release.
They took turns milking him to exhaustion, Alang's spent cock still semi-hard from the constant stimulation. Then, in perfect synchronicity, the trio mounted him, each sister taking a turn on his thick rod. The forbidden coupling went on for hours, fluids flowing freely.
By dawn, Alang lay spent, barely conscious. His sisters napped with satisfied smiles, their earlier supplications to Allah answered. This was only the beginning. They would never let him go, locking their brother away to service their needs for the rest of their lives. And so it came to be...
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