In Store Room With Father In Law

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">Iam Suganya, a house-wife aged 30. I reside with my husband and our four children, at Chennai in India. We are a middle class South Indian family. My husband is a nice man and takes good care of my children and myself. Though I have four children with him, yet somehow, my private relations with my husband is not so fulfilling. That is because, unfortunately, my husband is a physically weak man. He is short, thin and very timid in nature. Though at least once a week, I do satisfy his husbandly needs, I get quite frustrated during those times. That is because, neither does he have the proper sized apparatus, nor does he have the stamina as a husband, to keep me happy. But since he is a decent man, I did not mind this. Our lives went on normally, until a rather shameful incident occurred recently.</span><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">My husband's family resides in a village called, Pappapatti, in Dindigul district of Tamil Nadu in South India. In November 2008, the wedding of my sister-in-law was fixed. We went for the wedding. My in-law's house, was full of relatives and their families. The house was noisy and crowded. My Father-in-law, Mr. Veerapandi Thangavelan, was the Sarpanch (head man) of the village. He is a very conservative and strict man. He was 62 years of age. Physically he was dark and very tall. More than that, he was heavily built and had a huge mustache. He was a short tempered man and all of us were scared of him. I usually kept myself at a distance from him, as he never spoke to me -- except when needed. My mother-in-law, Prema, was a kind lady. We settled in the festive atmosphere of the house and the day passed quickly. At night, with so many guests in the house, there was a bit of a problem in the sleeping arrangements, due to lack of space. </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">My Father-in-law decided that all the men would sleep in two large rooms and all the women and children would sleep in the other two smaller rooms. But the space for women was still too limited. So, my Father-in-law ordered my mother-in-law, to sleep in the tiny space, which they used as a store room in the house. The room could hardly accommodate one person. My mother-in-law obediently took her mattress and spread it in that room to sleep there. But one of her cousins requested her, to sleep along with the other women, so that they could chat in the night. My mother-in-law, asked me to go and sleep in the store room. As instructed by her, when all the guests went to bed, I went to the store room to sleep. There was hardly any ventilation there and it was quite warm and humid. I removed my saree and panty. Keeping my blouse, bra and petticoat on, I closed the door - without latching it, switched off the light and lay down on the mattress in the darkness. Gradually I drifted off to sleep. </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">Around mid-night, I awoke in the pitch darkness. I was lying on my left side and found myself being hugged from behind! In my half-sleepy state, I thought that my husband had come to me, to satisfy his lust. As I felt too sleepy, I decided to simply lie there and let him do whatever he wanted. He pushed his left arm under me to encircle me. I slightly lifted myself off the mattress to allow his arm to encircle me. His arm encircled me and cupped my left breast. His right arm cupped my other breast. He kept caressing my breasts for some time. He put his leg over me and pushed his groin in between my buttocks. He loosened my plaited hair to let it fall free. He hugged me passionately. I was a bit surprised at his passion. With his encircled arm he un-hooked my blouse and spread it open. He began pumping my breasts over my bra. He then pushed up my bra, over my breasts and began fondling my bare breasts and tweaking my nipples. His hairy chest was rubbing against my back. Despite my sleepiness, his fondling of my breasts and nipples, made me edgy. He started licking me on my back and again biting the back of my neck. </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">Gradually, he began pulling up my petticoat. Obviously he wanted to fondle my private parts. As I was now twitchy, I too wanted that. I slightly raised myself off the mattress, to make it easier for him to pull up my petticoat. He pushed it up to my tummy. He put his hands between my thighs and clasped my vagina! As I do not shave my pubic area, I have a very thick growth of hair over my vaginal area. He twirled and pulled at my pubic hair and pushed his finger into my vagina. I spread my legs to give his fingers better access to my vagina. He pushed one more finger into me and began massaging my vagina. Suddenly, he put his face close to my ears and whispered in our Tamil language, </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">" Prema, you are feeling so different today. Your breasts seem so much more firmer and your vagina feels so much more tighter! " </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">I was shocked at hearing this whisper! That too referring to my mother-in-law's name! This man next to me was not my husband! It was his father. My father-in-law! I panicked. I guessed that, as my mother-in-law was supposed to have slept in the store room, he had come here to be with her. Since it was pitch dark, he did not seem to know that it was me sleeping there, instead of her. And thinking that it was his own wife, he had even begun fondling me! Lord! Here I was -- sleeping beside my own father-in-law, who was roughly pumping my breast with one hand and had his other hand between my legs with his fingers pushed into my vagina! I was horrified! I did not know what to do. I was too frightened to talk. I decided to lie there silently, until he himself realized his mistake. My Father-in-law kept thrusting his fingers in and out of my vagina, making me sexually excited. His fingers were rougher and manlier than my husband's and I was actually enjoying them -- despite my fear. My vagina became wet. With his fingers still in my vagina, he suddenly pushed another finger into my anus. I was stunned. Involuntarily, my anus closed itself and he was unable to insert his finger further.  <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI441XuOkITQRyeUc64Pmy0mV52w9fWtLB0Th6sDTeawqJqMdZDYUYAsPaeZ01zao5gDQDrPxK9qghWRctl2PbVlZYz5Tw-Q7v6r-2oJ7giLBY1PLNV8OUUOMcWLtgVNIBl1kzECL7mbM/s1600/1reiOFNoyV.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI441XuOkITQRyeUc64Pmy0mV52w9fWtLB0Th6sDTeawqJqMdZDYUYAsPaeZ01zao5gDQDrPxK9qghWRctl2PbVlZYz5Tw-Q7v6r-2oJ7giLBY1PLNV8OUUOMcWLtgVNIBl1kzECL7mbM/s1600/1reiOFNoyV.jpg" /></a> </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">He said, " Prema, what is wrong with you today? Why are you closing your anus? Relax it. You know that I love to play with it! You too love having my finger inside there! " </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">Lord! My father-in-law wanted to play with my anus. Silently, I tried to relax. Gradually my anus relaxed and he thrust his full finger into my anus. My father-in-law now started massaging my anus and vagina simultaneously with his fingers. His action was so crude and vulgar, that I was mortified. But, I was getting more excited. He kept moving both his fingers in and out of my vagina and anus for a long time. He squeezed my buttocks roughly with his other hand. My Father-in-law then pushed up his own dhoti (A kind of cloth worn around the hips by Indian men) and began rubbing his swollen penis over my bare buttocks. I was astonished! I could feel that his penis was simply mammoth. I felt that it was maybe eleven inches in length and perhaps three inches thick! I got more excited as a woman, to be feeling such a massive organ on my body. He kept marauding my body, while rubbing his penis on me. After rubbing his huge organ on my buttocks for some time, my Father-in-law caught hold of my thigh and raised it. I grew more panicky, as I realized that he was going to push his monster penis into me, from behind. </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">I wondered whether to tell him, that he was fondling me and not his wife. But I was too scared. My father-in-law was a hot-tempered man. Maybe he would shout at me, for not pointing out his mistake earlier itself. I did not wish to provoke his anger. My own sexual excitement was running high, due to his fondling and the feel of his amazing organ on my buttocks. I wanted to take that lovely organ in me, to experience its pleasure. I decided to pretend. When he realized his mistake, I would tell him that as I was asleep, I thought it was my husband who was having sex with me. I kept silent and raised my leg further, to give him better access to my vagina. </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">I shut my eyes and anxiously awaited to receive his huge organ. My father-in-law positioned the thick head of his organ against my vaginal opening. He rubbed it in between my slits and began pushing the huge bulbous head, into my vagina. I gasped! He pressed it forward into me. The bulbous head slowly parted my vaginal lips and drove itself into my vagina. He plunged his organ into me a little more. My vaginal lips closed around the crown of his organ head. He tried to force his organ further into me. Though he pushed, he was not able to proceed further! That was because my vagina was simply too small for his gigantic size. As his lust grew, my father-in-law began talking vulgarly in our language. </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">He exclaimed, " Prema, what is this? Why is your cunt feeling so different and so tight today? My cock is not even able to go inside smoothly! " </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">Now, obviously I could not be silent any longer. I looked backwards and quietly whispered to him, " Appa (Father-in-law), you are making a mistake. I am not your wife - Prema Amma. I am Suganya. Your son's wife. Your daughter-in-law " </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">He was shocked! He quickly withdrew his penis from me. He turned me on my back to face him. He positioned himself between my thighs over me and said, " Suganya??? How did you come here to this room? Oh God! I seem to have made a terrible mistake. I am so sorry -- I could not see in this darkness. I thought that you were my wife. But Suganya, it was my wife, who was supposed to be sleeping here in this room. How come you have come and slept here? " </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">In whispers, I explained to him how my mother-in-law and myself, had interchanged our sleeping places. My Father-in-law listened to me. Though he now knew that I was his daughter-in-law, yet, he did not try to move away from me. As a matter of fact, I could feel that while talking to me, he was rubbing his throbbing penis, on my vagina! I too wanted to experience his powerful penis. So, discreetly, I began spreading my thighs further apart. Our situation was quite awkward. He was hesitant as he did not know how I would react. So in his confusion, he simply knelt in between my thighs, his erect penis simply throbbing and touching my vaginal lips. Suddenly we heard a noise, outside the store room. Apparently, someone was going to the wash room. Both of us panicked as we could not afford to let anyone see my father-in-law and me semi-nude, on the mattress, in the tiny store room and that too in pitch darkness! </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">My Father-in-law whispered, " Suganya, did you hear that? Someone has come to the washroom. Lie still and don't make a noise " </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">I whispered back, " Yes Appa, we cannot t let anyone see us semi-naked together, like this " </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">My Father-in-law whispered again, " Suganya, if I kneel like this I may make a noise and the person will come to know I am here. I am going to lie down on you -- to avoid that” </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">I whispered, “Yes Appa. That may be better” </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">He bent over to lie down on me. As if by accident, he clenched my breasts and lay down on me. As my father-in-law is a tall man, my face was crushed against his hairy chest. His hands now started kneading my breasts slowly. His erect organ was again brushing against the folds of my vaginal lips. I could feel him trying to rub his penis into my vagina. We again heard the person leaving the wash-room and go back to his room. I was simply sexually too excited now. </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">My father-in-law said, " Suganya, I think the person has gone back now. Should I leave? " </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">I quickly pretended and said, “No Appa. Not yet. That person may not be asleep now and may hear you, if you leave. It may be better for you to stay here for some more time” </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">He said, “You are right Suganya. Maybe I should remain here for some more time” </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">He simply lay on me like this for a few seconds and cautiously once again began rubbing his huge organ head on my vagina. </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">My father-in-law whispered, “Suganya, it will be a scandal in the family, if people come to know what happened in this room tonight” </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">I replied, " Yes, Appa. I understand. I am the daughter-in-law of this house. It is my duty to keep the family honor. Please do not worry. I will not tell anyone about what happened here in this room, tonight” </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">He asked, " Are you sure that you will not tell? Not even to your mother-in-law and your husband? " </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">I said, “No Appa, Please do not worry. I shall not tell anybody” </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">He said, “I am happy Suganya. Now I am relaxed. I think instead of leaving now, I shall spend some more time here, so that everyone in the house is fast asleep and no one can hear me leaving " </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">I encouraged him discreetly, “Yes Appa. It is better” </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">He said, " Suganya, this space is not enough even for one person. Let us try and change our positions in the opposite direction to each other and see if we are comfortable” </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">So saying, he turned himself and adjusted his legs over me in such a way, that his head was between my thighs and my head was between his thighs! My face was close to my father-in-law's wonderful organ and his face was on my hairy vagina! Due to the humidity in the room, both of us were sweating. I could get the manly pungent scent of his huge penis and could also feel his warm breath against my pubic hair. I was getting more excited. My vagina became very moist. Pretending to adjust himself, he clutched my vagina again. His finger was on my vaginal folds giving me a unique thrill. I too pretended to adjust myself and brushed my hands against his incredible organ. </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">Gradually, I could feel my father-in-law's finger pushing itself into my vagina. I spread my thighs more to give him access. After a few seconds, he inserted more fingers into my vagina and began touching my clitoris. I could not control my excitement. I slowly touched my father-in-law's mighty organ and began stroking it. I used my other hand to feel his massive testicles. They were the size of coconuts! He groaned at my touch and pushed his organ close to my mouth. I took the hint and opened my mouth. He then pushed his organ into my mouth. The taste of his sweaty organ was almost heavenly and my vagina began watering! His huge organ inched its way through my mouth almost into my throat, choking me. My father-in-law could not control himself. He put his mouth into my vagina and began sucking it. He pushed his tongue into me and flicked at my clitoris. I shivered with excitement. He kept thrusting his penis deep into my throat. We kept sucking each other for a long time. Suddenly to my disappointment, my father-in-law abruptly withdrew his organ from my throat and also his tongue from my vagina. </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">He said, “Suganya, I think that our earlier position was better. Let me lie down between your legs silently. Separate your thighs, so that I can get more space to lie in between your thighs” </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">Now since it was clear that both of us were pretending to one another, to justify to ourselves ways to have sex, I became bolder. I pushed my thighs up over my breasts and spread them wide apart to encourage my father-in-law. To make it easier for him, I too positioned my hips in such a way, that my vaginal opening was directly at the tip of his organ head. My father-in-law now laid down on me. His huge penis head was touching my vaginal opening. </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">My father-in-law said vulgarly, " Suganya, you can see that my erect cock is a creating a problem for both of us, as I am unable to lie down properly on you. I think if I push it in your tight cunt and keep it there, then both of us can relax on the mattress properly” </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">Though I wanted that very much, yet I pretended and shyly whispered, “Yes Appa, that would be more comfortable. I understand. But Appa, is it right? I mean, you are my father-in-law after all. How can I take your penis into my vagina? Being your daughter-in-law, I will feel very shy to take that. Only your son has a right to do that to me, is it not? " </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">He replied crudely, “Yes Suganya, you are my son's wife and he has the right to fuck you. But if you don't tell anyone, no one will know. Now come on. Do as I say. Just lift your thighs higher and push them wider apart” </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">I lifted my thighs higher and spread them more wider for my father-in-law. He positioned the swollen head of his organ at the opening of my vagina and firmly pushed it into me. I gasped as the huge head slipped into me. He began to thrust his organ, into my vagina with slow, gentle jabs. I was loosening up slowly now. My father-in-law's bulbous head was stretching the walls of my vagina, wider with every stroke. With a huge forward thrust, his organ head slammed up against the back of my vagina, right up against my cervix. My eyes almost popped out of their sockets as I stared at him with my mouth open, at his power. He put his mouth against mine, sucked my lips and roughly thrust his tongue into my mouth. I too kissed him lustfully. </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">My father-in-law gradually increased the speed and power of his strokes into my vagina. He became violent in his thrusts. My body was being flung about, up and down on the mattress. I groaned at the onslaught of his penis in my vagina. I hugged him tightly to keep rhythm with his strokes. He pushed up both my arms and licked my arm-pits. He kissed me deeply again and this time bit my lips. My vagina was stretched to its limit and was being pounded again and again by his gargantuan penis. My father-in-law roughly grabbed my breasts and bit them. He bit my neck in lust. He began to chew upon my nipples. I was feeling proud that my body was exciting him so much and was happy to have him fiercely bite me. </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">There was mad lust in my father-in-law's eyes. The speed of his strokes increased more. He was thrusting his penis deeper and deeper into me. I moaned whenever my father-in-law's bloated penis bumped against my delicate cervix. Gradually his organ head, began piercing through my deepest openings and spreading my cervical ring apart. I was panting. Both our bodies were covered in sweat. My father-in-law was relentless in propelling his organ into me. My body was swinging up and down with his thrusts. I gritted my teeth, as I felt my cervix surrender to his manly organ. He thrust his tongue into my mouth. As his engorged organ head forcefully drove itself through my cervix, there was a slight sound, as my cervical sphincter was forced apart. I stared at him with shock and gasped, as his mighty organ went through my cervix! I closed my eyes tightly, as it drove past my cervix, inching its way deep into my womb. With one forcefully violent shove, my father-in-law slammed the rest of his eleven inch penis into me, until his testicles slammed up against my swollen vaginal lips. </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">I stared at my father-in-law with wonder, on his astonishing manliness and kissed him. What an amazing lover! He had managed to push his organ right through my vagina, and through my cervix into my womb itself! I knew that very few men could ever do such a thing to a woman. He began pumping his penis deep in and out of my womb. It was rubbing against my sensitive nerve endings there! I closed my eyes closed and dug my hands into his muscular shoulders. Locking his mouth into mine, he kept brutally thrusting his majestic penis in and out of my womb. I braced my hands on his shoulders and grunted as his penis repeatedly ravaged my womb. I was in ecstasy and could feel my orgasm building up. I too started propelling my vagina upwards onto his penis, to meet his brutal thrusts into me. He noted that I was getting into my peak. He began to drive his penis all the more violently into my womb. My excitement was climbing rapidly. Sweat was pouring out from both of us and we were gasping with our lips locked on each other and his tongue deep in my mouth. My climax was building up faster and I could not control myself any longer. Finally my orgasm burst out of my vagina. </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">I yelped, " Appa, Appa, I am releasing - Aaaaah, Aaaaah! " </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">I let myself go completely and went on releasing my vaginal secretions. He went on viciously pumping in and out of my womb, when I was having my orgasm, making it more intense for me. My secretions began bubbling out of my vagina. I was completely out of breath. I threw my arms around his neck and thrust my tongue into his mouth. My whole body was quivering and shaking. My father-in-law stopped thrusting. He stroked my hair and tenderly kissed me. We lay still, until my orgasm subsided and we could recover our breath. My father-in-law put his hands into my vagina to feel my secretions and juices. I shyly parted my thighs to allow him to feel me. Now that he made me get my orgasm, I could see that he wanted his. I caught his arm and pulled him to me. </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">Without another word, my father-in-law slammed his organ into my womb again. He again locked his mouth into mine and began riding me. He began cruelly thrusting his magnificent organ in and out of my womb. Gradually his speed increased. I put my hands on his shoulders and hugged him tightly. I grunted as his penis repeatedly ravaged my womb. I thrust my vagina upwards onto his penis, to meet his brutal thrusts into me. He began to impale his penis all the more violently into my womb. I wanted to feel his hot semen in my womb. He was sweating and gasping. I began squeezing my vagina as tight as possible, to give him more friction, as I thrust against him. I could guess that he was about to ejaculate his virile seeds directly onto my eggs. I could feel the head of his penis swell, all the more. I moaned deeply as it spread me even wider apart. And then at last, my father-in-law's mammoth organ began shaking with incredible force, and he murmured from his throat, </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">“Suganya, I am going to ejaculate into your womb now - aaaaaah - aaaaaah” </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">The first gush of his boiling hot semen tore right through into my womb. I felt his semen directly shoot into my eggs, deep in my womb. The sensitive linings of my womb were bathed in a shower hot sperms. My father-in-law must have blasted at least a quarter liter of hot sperms into my womb. I could feel their heat right through my vagina. He was breathless. After emptying himself into my womb, he collapsed on top of me. I hugged the amazing man to my breasts. My Father-in-law lay on me breathlessly for a long time. He then got up and stood. </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">I too got up and stood in the darkness. My father-in-law used his dhoti to wipe all the sweat from my body. Now that he has used me so thoroughly, I was proud to stand naked before my father-in-law displaying my body. I stood shamelessly before him, with my thighs apart, as his semen was still oozing in huge globs, out from my vagina over my thighs. He pushed his dhoti into my vagina to sponge out the leaking semen and cleaned my thighs. I used my saree to wipe all the sweat from his manly body. I then caught hold of his penis lovingly. I cuddled and caressed the magnificent organ like a pet. My father-in-law groaned in pleasure at my caressing. I knelt before him and lovingly licked and sucked off all the semen from his penis. I then licked his testicles and his pubic hair, to make him clean. My father-in-law helped me to wear my bra and lovingly hooked it up for me. He then helped me wear my petticoat and saree. He then ran his fingers through my hair to smoothen them out. I tied my hair in a bun. My father-in-law wore his dhoti and kurta. </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">He looked at me admiringly in the darkness, for a long time. I bashfully stood before him. Both of us were feeling shy at what had happened between us. I understood that he was feeling guilty now on what he had done to me. After all I was his daughter-in-law! His own son's wife. I wanted him to be happy. Not to feel guilty. We stood in silence looking at each other, not knowing what to do, or say. Though he was ready to leave, he was very reluctant to do so. I too did not want him to leave. I wanted to remain with this incredible hunk of a man. He was like a magnet to me. Though he had completely satisfied me, yet, I wanted more of him. There was a kind of electric current passing between us. I felt like hugging him and kissing him. I felt like once again taking his mind-boggling organ and kissing it all over again. As he was so hesitant, I went and stood close to him. He still did not move. So, I encircled his neck with my arms and hugged him tightly. I pressed my face against his barrel chest. He lifted my face and tenderly kissed me. We stood in the pitch darkness, hugging and kissing each other silently. </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">I shyly whispered, " Appa, I shall not latch the door from inside - just in case you feel lonely at night and wish to see me " </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">He stared at me and quietly said, “You want me to come and visit you in the night, Suganya?” </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"></span><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">I replied, “Yes Appa, after what has happened tonight, I shall be waiting for you each night, that your son and I are here” </span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><br /> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">He smiled at me and walked back to his room. I lay down on the mattress, fully contented, thinking of what happened between us. I was happy that my father-in-law was going to come back to me the next night. I thought about what he would do to me with anticipation.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /> </div></div>

In Store Room With Father In Law

Iam Suganya, a house-wife aged 30. I reside with my husband and our four children, at Chennai in India. We are a middle class South Indian f...

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Female Author Sex Stories | Unexpected Encounter With My Son-In-Law

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I am about to narrate to you something that happened between me and my Son-In-Law one night which was completely unexpected but very thrilling. Just to introduce myself I am a widow aged 43 years with one daughter who is married to a very handsome Punjabi Jat. I will not say that I have an hourglass figure but I am definitely on the plump side with quite huge breasts and ass. I lost my husband about a year after marriage and I got busy with my life just bringing up my daughter who was just born at that time.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">This episode happened about a month ago when both my daughter and her hubby were at my place staying overnight. Now it was quite late in the night and my daughter bid us good night and was off to bed saying she was tired and requested me to stay around and give My SIL Company because he was still having his drink. To describe him he is quite tall with the usual huge Jat body quite similar to a wrestler. We were both sitting in my living room on the sofa watching TV and chatting generally at the same time. I was in my night suit with nothing underneath because I can never sleep with my under garments on. He was also in his track pants with a body hugging t-shirt. While he was sipping his drink and cracking a lot of jokes we both laughed and went on for a very long time. Then after about 3hrs I could see that he was drunk surely more than moderate and was now slurring in most of the things he was talking.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">He emptied his glass and asked me to pour him another one, now I knew he could handle it so I poured him one. Then he insisted that I give him company having one myself. I told him that I had tried it once but never liked the taste of it. Then he insisted that he will make it differently for me and I should try it and will surely like it. He was forcing me quite a lot so looking around that we were the only two there with my daughter off to sleep I thought I could have one quietly without anyone finding out. Then he poured me one and we both started drinking. He asked me to come over and sit next to him since he found me sitting very far away and watching TV in that position will surely give me neck pain. I saw that he was making sense so I moved in next to him on the sofa. Then we continued with the chatting and drinking and before I realized I was on my 3rd one and was surely feeling high.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I saw him and he was very drunk now and still not any mood to stop while all his jokes and conversations had moved to the adult masala kind. While I did enjoy them I was feeling uncomfortable at the same time due to our relationship. Now when he asked me to pour him another one I bent forward and did that and then passed him his drink and sat back on the sofa. I realized that he had his hand behind me now and it was around my waist as if holding me next to him. I knew he was drunk and I did not mind and just sat quietly sipping my drink. Because of his drunken state he was constantly leaning on me and very often falling on me also with his face frequently landing on my breasts everytime. I was constantly pushing him back to his upright position and during all this movement his hand which was around my waist earlier was now firmly resting against my right breast. I was now crushed between the arm rest of the sofa and him. This constant body contact especially my breasts which are very sensitive was arousing me and in the back of my head I was already planning to go masturbate myself once I got in bed tonight.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I didn’t have much energy to stop him because he was so huge and strong. Then suddenly on the tv a scene was playing where the hero starts kissing the heroine very passionately all over and love making starts. Now I don’t know what happened to him but he suddenly turned to me and with his strong hands just lifted me and placed me across his lap and started kissing my lips holding my head with one hand from behind. His other hand was fondling my left breast and kneading my nipplefrom over my clothes. I tried breaking out of his grip but he was very strong and he very easily put both my hands around his neck and softly told me “tu meri darling hai, aaj tu itni naughty kyun hai?”. Because he was completely drunk now I thought he had mistaken me for my daughter and I did not know what to do. But his fondling my breasts and kissing me all over got me very aroused now and my body was on fire so I did not want to stop him.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Within seconds he opened the buttons of my top and it spread apart off my shoulders and was sucking my naked breasts with his mouth and chewing my nipples with his teeth. I thought to myself that since my daughter was off to sleep and we were alone no one would find out about this episode and since he was drunk he wouldn’t remember anything in the morning and for my selfishness I could enjoy sex with him which I have missed for so many years. He lightened his grip on me and asked me to pour up two large pegs one for each of us. I did as told since I know after I too got drunk it would be much easier to get over the guilt of having done this. He said both of us go bottoms up on this drink since there was much more to do. I joined him and we emptied our glasses within seconds and kept it on the table. Then he kissed me very passionately and holding me in his hands stood up and very slowly laid me on the sofa on my back. My top was almost off and he took it off completely.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Then he reached down to my pajamas and in one swift jerk he had that off too making me completely naked. I just shut my eyes unable to bear the shame. Then he started removing his clothes and was down to his briefs within seconds. He stood next to the sofa in his briefs and grabbed my hand and kept it on his dick and said “kahe ka interzar darling”. I wasn’t sure what I was supposed to do next but from his bulge I could see that he was surely well endowed. Then I with both my hands pulled down his undies and revealed what I would call a horse’s dick. He was very long and thick and I just froze right there at the sight of it. Then he got out of his undies and again stood in front. Then he grabbed me by my shoulders pulled me up and made me sit on the sofa and placed both my palms on his dick. Then he grabbed my head and pushed it towards his dick. Now while I had heard of oral I had never done it so did not know where this was going. Then he pushed his dick against my mouth and I had no choice to open my mouth to make it easier.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">He was now slowly stroking my mouth in the same way like fucking. He was luckily not going deep and I had now firmly grabbed his dick and was also stroking it with my hands. After about 5 mins he released me and pushed me back on the sofa on my back. Then he spread my legs wider than I had ever opened all these years and started fingering my dripping wet vagina while his hands kept kneading my breasts. While I knew whatever was happening was not right in a part of my mind I also did not want this to stop and was dying for him to have intercourse with me and make this moment last forever. Then after a few minutes he replaced his fingers in my hole with his tongue and it drove me mad with pleasure because this was the first time I was experiencing this. Then he pushed his same fingers into my virgin asshole now without warning and it really hurt but I was beginning to enjoy it because at the same time his tongue was lapping up my love hole and brought me on verge of my orgasm.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Then he got on top of me and positioned his massive manhood at my love entrance and kept rubbing it there and then very slowly started pushing it in very little at a time not in any rush. Mentally I had already surrendered myself to being his sex slave for life because he was so good and he surely knew how to please a woman and also how to make her beg for more. After a few minutes he was very slowly pistoning in and out while going deeper at the same time and was almost all the way in. Then he stayed motionless deep inside me for some time while he kept kissing me all over while he also got me in position for the final assault. He lifted me by my ass and placed two cushions underneath my butt to raise it further and he now penetrated deeper into me. While this feeling was incredible and beyond anything you can put in words I was feeling stuffed to the hilt. Now he locked my lips again with his and at the same time started his to and fro motion of fucking me. Over the next few minutes he kept increasing his speed and was rocking me and the sofa now with every stroke while he assaulted my breasts with his tongue and teeth. I have no idea how many times I had orgasms during this but surely this was the best fucking of my life.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">After he had been riding me for over 10mins he suddenly pulled out and got off me. I thought he was going to ejaculate but I was wrong. He pulled me on my feet and made me climb onto the sofa holding the backrest for support while he immediately penetrated me from behind and was now riding me doggy style. In this position I could feel him much deeper inside me and his thrusts were much more powerful literally rocking me in the air everytime he pushed into me. During all this time he was constantly finger fucking my asshole which by now was not hurting at all and he easily had three fingers buried deep inside. After fucking me in this position for another 5 minutes he pulled out and now positioned his rod at my asshole. While he was about to enter me he in the same position grabbed me from behind by my tits and also turned my face sideways and started kissing me with burning passion. Now with one hand he started rubbing my clit furiously and that made me relax my muscles slightly and sensing it he immediately started penetrating my virgin ass from behind. Since he had got me so prepared for this I did not experience any pain even though this was my first anal experience.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="color: black;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoWRP_5QTPjo4b4T-t0XEsjl-fy_2UBRz5S8pGPWojQmFWLXKYEXeSgJql9dcKgLBEygpXKyDUqiNxNbez8phNA1_T3iiT2f6UVt8q4pNEtwrMRV_VN-JkGf9Qg6lkm-cJhfa9vhRwJwI/s1600/8149.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; line-height: normal; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoWRP_5QTPjo4b4T-t0XEsjl-fy_2UBRz5S8pGPWojQmFWLXKYEXeSgJql9dcKgLBEygpXKyDUqiNxNbez8phNA1_T3iiT2f6UVt8q4pNEtwrMRV_VN-JkGf9Qg6lkm-cJhfa9vhRwJwI/s1600/8149.jpg" /></a>By now I was very tired and was not used to a fuck session lasting so long because even when my husband was around everything used to be over within 5-7 mins and I thought that is how it was. Today this guy was fucking me with endless energy and I didn’t see any signs of him being close to ejaculating since I was sure once he did he would be off to sleep and so would I. He had been fucking my ass for quite a longtime now while one of his hands were playing with my clit and honey pot while with the other hand he was still rubbing and squeezing my tits and not to forget all the licking and kissing he did with his tongue. I was so close to my next orgasm and I could also sense him also thrusting harder and faster. Then he whispered in my ear asking “andar chaiye?” I immediately nodded in affirmative and he literally had me in the air now while he rocked me violently and then groaned and held me tightly against him while he flooded my ass. We remained in this position for some time and I could feel his juice shooting in spurts. Then he turned around and with his tool still in my ass sat on the sofa with me still on top of him. Then he told me “ darling, do aur bade peg banao”, I had completely sobered down because of the crazy fuck session I just had with this raging bull so I had no qualms of drinking another one.</span></div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">This was anyday the best fuck of my life and also the longest. I was so desperate to ask him if he could fuck me every day like this for the rest of my life but did not have the guts to do it. I also did not want to mess up my daughter’s marriage because after all he was my daughter’s hubby. I got off his lap and poured both of us two stiff pegs thinking that we were done and bed time now. He grabbed the glass from my hand and emptied it in a few seconds and told me to pour another one. I did and he finished that too and grabbed me by my waist and pulled me towards him seating me on his lap. Then he again started sucking my tits which were at the same level as his face and with the other hand he was finger fucking my love hole. I told him that I was very tired now and if we could hit the bed now. He said ok and also said that he would sleep right there on the sofa itself. Then he put on all his clothes and went off to sleep and I too got dressed and went to my room and slept. Honestly I couldn’t sleep and was reviewing all the events and thinking how much I enjoyed it even though I knew it was wrong but now this was a new desire born inside me making me crave for a lot more sex. Then I drifted to sleep and woke up in the morning when my daughter woke me up because I had overslept. Then she enquired if he was normal last night etc. and I told him everything was ok. I just looked at my daughters face and imagined to myself that how lucky she was to get a husband who is so good in bed.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I went and checked in the living room and he was just waking up. Then my daughter told that she was heading for a bath now. I went to the kitchen and started preparing tea for both my SIL and me. All the events from last night were still fresh in my mind and constantly flashing thru my head getting me aroused again and when I came to my senses my one hand was rubbing my breast and the other was rubbing my clit and dripping love hole. I corrected myself and then suddenly I felt two hands from behind me grab both my breasts and squeeze them hard and then my SILs familiar whisper in my ear asking me if we could do it once more. I was flushed with shame because even under the influence of alcohol he knew what exactly he was doing. I really did not know how to react or what to say when he again said that “agar mujhe pehle patah hota kit u itna garam maal hai toh mai tere se hi shaadi kar leta” he kept fondling my breasts with one hand while his other hand was inside my night pants finger fucking my pussy. I was as desperate for the fuck as much as he was and I thought to myself since now he knows everything what the heck I might as well enjoy while it lasts and god only know when and if I will get another chance with him. I bent forward and confirmed my daughter had gone for her bath but the shower had still not started and she generally took a long time bathing. Then I reached behind with both my hands and freed up his monster which was already erect and stroked it a few times while I whispered to him saying “job hi karna hai jaldi karo kyunki meri beti abhi kisi bhi time aa sakti hai”.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">He did not waste even another second and simply pulled down my pants to my knees and dug into my pussy with his mouth. I was feeling very week in my knees and spread my legs as wide as I could and I bent forward holding on to the kitchen platform for support. After a few mins he came up and now started rubbing his tool along my opening. I begged him saying “ abh aur kitna tarsao ge? Jaldi karo varna mai mar jaungi” he said “aajse tujhe mai apni randi bana ke chodoonga” and he pushed his hot rod inside my love hole from behind and started rocking me furiously with his thrusts as if there was no tomorrow. This time he went on in this position only nonstop for about 15mins and flooded my vagina with his seed. Both of us were profusely sweating and heavily panting. We quickly cleaned up and I got back to making tea when my daughter emerged from the bath room. I was so relieved for not having got caught. Then I served the tea and sipped in quietly.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">After this event my SIL used to frequent my house daily in the morning on his way to work and fuck the living daylights out of me for the next few years till they got transferred to another nearby town. Now both of them still come every second weekend and our late night sex sessions continue. Let me know how you like my experience and based on your feedback I will post more.</span></div><br /> </div>

Female Author Sex Stories | Unexpected Encounter With My Son-In-Law

I am about to narrate to you something that happened between me and my Son-In-Law one night which was completely unexpected but very thrilli...

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<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Hi I am a fan of N8story for last 5 years and I would like to write a story for N8story.  You all defenitely love my story to read again and again and get inspired to write stories like this many more.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">On an auspicious day Kumar (30 years) landed in the town railway station with his wife Sailaja(25) and mother in law Sulochana(40) to receive them Super visor of Orchard name, Abdul Khadir (38) came with a car. His father was looking after the orchard for 40 years, after his father retiring due to ill health; Abdul Khader is the only person looking after the orchard, its works and its accounts.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">He is so loyal that Kumar’s father has a big faith on him, so he personally recommended looking after him with respect and stepped out out of the train. They have a daughter (8 yrs) who is studying in the school for mentally retarded children, in the city. It is a big shock to her that her daughter is mentally retarded. They used to visit at least once in a week. Kumar loves his daughter Divya very much.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">They are very much worried about her. Kumar shows much care towards his wife and daughter. Kumar treats S very delicately even while making lv. In car he asked Khadir to drive slowly. Sailajas very proud lady for her beauty but she is modest, unwise and careless; Kumar gave her much lenience. She likes to have a luxurious life with servants, but after getting big loss in her husbands business.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">He sold their house in the city to avoid sentence, and decided to live in his ancestor’s bungalow in a village near by the city. I was disappointed to live in small town. Moreover, she is not much satisfied with her sual life with Kumar. Car approached the bungalow after crossing all the houses and streets of the village and majority of the people in the town are workers and labor in the nearby factory and city who leave their houses at morning and reach at late evenings.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I felt some relief after seeing the bungalow and its premises and small garden behind with compound wall, and rest of the place is completely with very big orange orchard which takes at least 2 hours to walk around. It is very peaceful and away from disturbances. Kumar introduced Khader and other workers to s and his mil, and praised about Khader as good person and loyal worker. Khadir stared at S and she is looking so homely and respectful with a tika on her forehead.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Gold rings for ears and with smiling face but below her neck she is sosexy, she is wearing a low neck blouse, feasting to the viewers. Her mother Sulochana is also equally beautiful to her daughter. Khadir is feasting on the beauty of S and her widowed mother Sulochana, he wondered to the beauty of S and her shapes and sizes. S too observed Khader casually while his husband introducing him (she doesn’t know at that time that he is going to be the most important person in her life.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">He is going to fuck her and changes her life completely as she never expected). Khader is with well built body of about 6.2 feet, he might be doing exercise everyday, so he is having very strong body. Though he is older than Kumar, (may be 35 years age) he looks like Kumar’s (30 years) age. He is wearing a small cloth hat, shows that he is very religious person. Sulochana mother of Sailaja is equally beautiful lady, like her daughter.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">She aged 44 living with her only daughter Sl, her husband was passed away 3 years ago. That afternoon after having lunch, in bed Sailaja hugged Kumar and started caressing her body and kissing him all over his body, Kumar also started kissing her but with care. S puy became wet with anticipation of sex. Sulochana started squeezing his penis but he refused to fuck saying that he got tired but she was not able to control she started forcing him for after so much pressure.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">He started to fuck her very delicately and cummed soon outside on her belly. She is not satisfied with him and scolded him, and slept turning other side. Kumar smiled at her and soon started snoring in sleep but Sailaja not able to sleep. Next day after Kumar gone outside on his business work, Sailaja slowly reached to the place where all labour working. Seeing her Khadir approached her and offered a chair. She sat on it.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">K: Why did you come to this distant madam, you should take rest (in himself: come come my angle, what a sexy bitch you are darling what a lovely face, your sizes are making me mad, Kumar is a lucky bastard)</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Sailaja: I came to see the orchard and you people working. I got bored. Doctor advised to go on walk in evenings.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Khadir: I will show the entire orchard madam.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Now and then he is watching her back and chest. He led the way telling all the details about orchard. He said that he is also looking after the orchard besides which belongs to village head, who is a big Jamindar.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Sailaja: Don’t call me madam. You are much elder to me, call me Sailaja.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">K: No madam you are my owner how I can I call you by name. While walking she observed Khadir very closely, he is having strong body his face cute with nice mustache. She started liking him, his way of talking and his voice.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Sailaja: How many children do you have?</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">K;I am having a daughter(18) but I got divorced madam.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">S: Oh! Why Khadir.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">K: Leave it madam, she is very arrogant and very desiring lady, she needs car bungalow and gold etc. which I cannot able provide, so she quarreled with me and asked to divorce which I have to accept, due to her persistence. She married a wealthy person and living at city with children.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">This answer made her much relief while walking, Suddenly Sailajal slipped her leg in a pit, and about to fall down, and soon Khadir caught her by her waist and saved her from falling. She thanked him shyly after that he accompanied her up to bungalow and returned back by the time when she reached bedroom Kumar is leaving outside to meet village head. He kissed her passionately asked her to take rest. Sailajal did’nt wants to reveal about scratch on her leg to him.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Due to lenience given by Kumar, she started neglecting him. She went to bed room and applied some ointment on wound and lay on bed on her back. In the night at 10 pm Kumar came to her and fucked her with passion. She is thinking about Khadir and imagined that he is fucking her. She was not able to sleep that night. She remembering Khader again and again, his strong hold on her shoulders, his hand brushing her boobs. She liked his handsome body, his voice way of talking.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Moreover he is a divorcee and he is in need of a woman to avoid his loneliness. Her puy became wet due to the thoughts of Khadir. Suddenly she realized that what she was thinking is wrong, she cursed herself, and tried to forget him, which she couldn’t. Next day Khadir came to Kumar to talk about their business. While they are discussing Sailaja walked there with coffee cups for both, while her anklet jingling. She gave a little smile on Khadir.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Khadir watched her from the corner of eye while sipping coffee. Her beauty and body shapes size of boobs are making him mad. Hiscock became hard and trying to tear his pant. Then Sailaja called Kumar to other room and asking about something. Kumar came out saying that he is not having any time to take her to temple, and suggest going with her mother. She answered she should not come to temple now (due to menses)</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Kumar asked Khadir whether he could take her to the temple in car. Khadir accepted immediately. Though Sailaja felt happy, but pretended that she is unhappy. Kumar convinced her, that he can accompany her next time definitely. Khadir kept open the back door. While she entering into car, she dropped her chappal on the ground. Immediately, Khadir lifted it and touched her feet to wear chappal. She felt that some current passed through her body. Her pussy became wet immediately. Khadir started driving car carefully on the road and started conversation with her,</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Khadir: How are you feeling in our village madam?</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Sailaja: It’s ok. I like this atmosphere, How far is the temple.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">K: It’s About 2 kms from here. There will be huge crowds as today is a festival.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Sailaja: Why are you driving car so slowly, it gets late for us to return.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">K: No madam, your mother ordered me to go slow.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Sailaja: I am younger than you, so don’t call me madam, call me Sailaja.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">K: No madam you are my owner, I cannot call you by name.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">She compelled him again and again to call her by name or otherwise she won’t talk to him. So he accepted to call her by name, but only in the absence of his husband and mother. She accepted happily, she too needs the same.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">K: Sailaja what about your studies?</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">By hearing her name from his mouth she felt like a cool breeze touched her and Sailajastartling) I completed my plus 2 and stopped due to marriage.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">K: I heard that yours is a love marriage, are you happy with Kumar?</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Sailaja: Yes, of course, but now he is very busy in his business, so I am feeling alone. They reached the temple, Sailaja asked him to come into the temple but refused that he is Muslim he don’t want worship other gods after returning, he purchased jasmine flowers to wear in her long hair; she accepted and kept in her hair.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Sailaja offered prasad which he accepted after so much compelling and replied that he would have not taken if any other person in the world offered it other than her. She felt happy as he said that he liking her. On the way, she asked to stop the car. When he asked for reason, she shyly turned her face and answered in low voice to urinate’. After stopping car, Khadir opened the car door and she came out and walked towards the bushes and squat on the other side of the bushes and started to pee making hssss sound.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Khadir heard it very clearly and imagining her pussy while peeing, he got aroused and pressed his penis over pant. After urinating she walked towards car, when she is about to board she acted as she fainted and about to fall. Khadir holded by her waist carried and slowly laid her on the back seat and tried to awake her by calling her name and shooking her shoulders, but she kept closed her eyes to test him. He started gazing at her face, as her saree displace from her boobs and he is feasting his eyes.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">He slowly touched her cheeks and rubbed her lips. Sailaja felt happy that he fallen for her and acted like she is becoming conscious and hurrily covered her boobs with saree, blushing with shy for what he has done to her when she is laying. On seeing her smile Khadir felt relief and happy, he thought that she yell at him (in himself: what a horny bitch you are Sailajal are you not annoyed with me for what I have done to you,being a family lady? So you fallen for me. Thanks to be continued on Part II</span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcMVMJqDMBb0-maHGTdrBQoeAXL24rMN4edDwD5HJJtn7DX3SP5sMVmsiyWgeGfMsXGvDKKNhqyrHwEtXPX26RvLhi5g6Xa0xiZ_50544wFvZYRYmwamqqZZZiICmB5XUAQi48Vcum1QI/s1600/VJdH2kMtH3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcMVMJqDMBb0-maHGTdrBQoeAXL24rMN4edDwD5HJJtn7DX3SP5sMVmsiyWgeGfMsXGvDKKNhqyrHwEtXPX26RvLhi5g6Xa0xiZ_50544wFvZYRYmwamqqZZZiICmB5XUAQi48Vcum1QI/s1600/VJdH2kMtH3.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><br /> </div>

Sleeping With Wrong Man

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Bhabhi Next Door

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: left;">When I was in my twenties, we lived in a small neighborhood in BENGAL, two rows of low houses with a narrow road in between. All the families were friendly, and we generally celebrated all festivals together. Mr A lived in the house to our right. He was almost fifty, but still single. He owned a large factory nearby and spent most of his time there. Everyone said that he'd been very busy doing business when he was younger, which is why he had never married. Imagine all our surprise when he came back from a visit to his native village with a young bride. Not only was she young, she was hot! She was barely 22 years old, as tall as me with a slim waist and tight firm breasts that jiggled when she walked.</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnQ7Qh2pOwyd9_4mLBCvG5f_bQv65vJUQstx166p0zLSg6VB4DASNJvOIaoF1zYuhGP8VnUW3RZ9IRZgf6TwZrWOsNpkzXkyVz3cJhStovYMiqtT-8B1olyj2GxFu3wdPtggvq7HImm4c/s1600/8129431498.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnQ7Qh2pOwyd9_4mLBCvG5f_bQv65vJUQstx166p0zLSg6VB4DASNJvOIaoF1zYuhGP8VnUW3RZ9IRZgf6TwZrWOsNpkzXkyVz3cJhStovYMiqtT-8B1olyj2GxFu3wdPtggvq7HImm4c/s1600/8129431498.jpg" /></a>She carried herself with a lot of grace. Like most of the other young men in the locality, I glanced at her whenever I thought I was not observed. However, unlike many others, as her immediate neighbour, I had more chances to exchange pleasantries and chat with her. During the Puja season most of us went in a large group to see the pandals and the processions. This time she was also part of our group as we went around in the evening. She was wearing a tight ghagra choli type of dress, that fit her snugly and left her back bare. I decided that this was my chance. It had become darker by the time we reached the pandals. While we were on the roadside waiting for the procession to go by, I positioned myself just behind her and 'accidentally' brushed against her back and ass a few times. She didn't react so I started getting bolder. I let my hand hang down and touch her ass cheek.</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: left;">She turned to look at me and instead of saying anything, just smiled and looked back to the procession. I let my hand push more firmly against her ass. Instead of moving away, she adjusted herself so that my hand slipped to her curving ass crack. I moved my hand to her hip and let my crotch brush her ass. I was having a full erection by now, so she could feel my dick pressed against her. She pressed back, so that her ass was fully against my body. I let my right hand stay on her hip and gently touched her breast with my left hand. </div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: left;">We were now standing pressed close to one another. My dick was throbbing against her firm fleshy ass, my hands caressed her tits and stomach and I gently nibbled at her ear. We remained like that for maybe ten, fifteen minutes before she broke away "lets get out of here", she whispered,"I can always tell my husband we got lost in the crowd". We quickly ducked out of the crowd and went back to our locality. </div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: left;">Although the houses were nicely lit up, there was no one around. We went to her house and locked the door. She was up against me almost at once, her lips hungrily kissing my face. I pulled off her top and skirt so that she was dressed only in her skimpy bra and panties. I was groping at her body, trying to feel it all over. I slipped a finger into her panties and started rubbing her cunt, which was already very wet. She tore off my shirt and dug her nails into my back holding me close to her. We stumbled into the bedroom, and fell on to the bed.</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: left;">She rolled over me and sat up, straddling me. I reached up and felt her breasts through the satin material of her bra. She was running her fingers through my chest hair. I could feel the heat of her cunt through my jeans. She bent down and unbuttoned my jeans, pulling them down quickly. My dick was fully erect, the top portion poking over my briefs. She bent down and started licking the tip of my dick, at the same time pulling my briefs off. My dick sprang up, released from the confines of the brief, and almost without my realizing it, she had swallowed most of it. I could feel it banging against the back of her neck as she moved up and down, sucking hard. I moaned with pleasure, but somehow managed to hold on from cumming immediately. I reached down and dragged off her bra, grabbing her large pendulous breasts. Her nipples were like large brown coins, with firm erect tips. I pulled her up, and started licking her tits. She gasped and arched back. I slipped off her panties and pushed two fingers into her tight cunt, flicking at her clit with my thumb. </div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: left;">It took barely minutes before she was cumming hard against me, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm. Ruthlessly, I continued rubbing her clit and licking her tits and nipples, forcing her into a second continuous orgasm. She had barely finished, when I moved my fingers out of her cunt, and instead started licking it. She was beyond any form of control by then. I don't think she could have stopped even if her husband had walked in on us! I gently bit at her clit and started licking it. Her back was arched, she was pushing her crotch into my face, one hand pressed my head into her cunt and the other rubbed her nipples.</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: left;">Just as she started cumming for the third time, I moved my mouth away, spread her legs and jammed my dick into her cunt. She screamed with pleasure as I stretched and filled her cunt. Her hands dug into my back pulling me closer, her legs were up in the air. I held her thighs, forcing them apart hard and continued hammering into her. Time seemed to slow down: I could hear my balls slapping against her ass with each stroke, every breath of hers seemed to echo around the room, I could taste her salty juice on my lips and smell the muskiness of her womanhood. I could not hold on any longer and came in pulsating waves, my dick deep into her body.</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: left;">I just collapsed on top of her, sweat coating our bodies, my slowly softening dick still inside her. After a long time, she stirred and looked up at me "You didn't even bother wearing a condom you bastard!" she said. "Did you want me to stop and put it on?" I asked teasingly. She sighed "No, not really." I rolled off her. "I think we still have some time before the others come back" I said. She looked quizzically at me "What did you have in mind?"  I reached up and grabbed her hair, pulling her up and then pushing her face into my crotch. "I think your mouth needs some exercise" I said. She moved down and lay across my stomach. With her left hand she started fondling my balls, even as her tongue started playing with my limp dick. I reached down and grabbed her ass and started squeezing it.She gradually started licking my dick and balls, her saliva cool to my skin. My penis jumped a little at all the attention. And then she was sucking it hard into her mouth. Within minutes I was hard again.</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: left;">She used her tongue to trace the tip of my dick, even as her mouth went up and down on the shaft. Her right hand grabbed the base of my dick, rubbing it up and down. She would sink down on me, swallowing all of it into her throat and then gradually slide up, until only the very tip remained in her mouth. "Faster" I gasped, but she didn't listen. Instead she kept the slow pace going until I was almost blown out of my skull. She paused as I started cumming, and swallowed every drop. She kept my dick in her mouth until I stopped spasming and then, very delicately licked it clean all over. We lay naked in each others arms, savouring the minutes we had until we heard noises out on the street. We knew it was the start of a lovely relationship.</div><br /> <br /> </div>

Bhabhi Next Door

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Surprise In Goa

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: left;">I had one this 4 days trip to Goa in a contest. And the targets were so huge that in entire country I was the only one who qualified for this. I was happy for I would get to drink in bar and being served on my table, otherwise it’s always self help whenever drinks happen in Gujarat. I took my flight reached Goa and was 2 beers down even before I reached hotel. It was late evening, so I freshened-up and directly made it to the bar in the reception area. India-England match was going on I was enjoying it with chilled beer. I drank huge, ate hefty and fell asleep as soon as I reached my room and hit the bed.</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Next morning I woke-up with a hangover and took a strong coffee. Next moment I was about to enter the shower when I looked my self in the mirror and appreciated the way I had maintained my muscles even after having such tight work schedules. Such full mirrors always motivate me for the workouts. I decided to hit the gym and then plan for the day. In fact, there was no plan except for drinking.</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">When I entered the gym I found there were only a handful of people there. Apart from mr there was a foreigner running on treadmill and a lady on the cycle. I did my warm-ups and started my workout with pull-ups. Neither was there any music, hence I just cracked a conversation with that lady. I asked her if she is working-out as per her schedule or just burning some calories. To which she replied without even looking at me that she is just killing time. I was shocked and asked her with same amusement that I have never heard of some-one hitting the gym just to kill time. She did not answered. Then I asked her further if she was on vacation  or on business trip ? To which she answered ‘none’. I felt bad and told her bluntly that, ‘I am sorry if I am bothering you but you can tell me if you don’t want to answer. Anyways I was asking it casually, and such cold replies are being rude.”</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">To which she turned and saw me for the first time. Then she scanned me from top to bottom and replied. She told that she is accompanying her husband who is on a business trip here. She came along thinking that she would get bored back at home for entire week, but now she realises that she is getting more bore here, at least back in her town she had some friends. Then interrupting her own narration she asked me on why I was in Goa. Was I on a business trip or vacation. And I told her that it is supposed to be a vacation but I am alone here and described her the entire contest thing. Soon, we were talking to each other and decided to keep in touch at least till we are in the Resort. We exchanged out room no. and cell nos. After finishing the workout we decided to go for water sports which were arranged in the Resort itself. Resort was built on a private beach, and only resort’s guests were allowed for all the facilities arranged on the beach to keep the nuisance and non-sense away.</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Soon we caught up on the beach. I was wearing a grey Sandoz and white cargo three-fourth. She was wearing a half-thigh covering comfort fit white shorts and red sleeveless t-shirt. She also wore glasses as she had a weak eyeside. We played around and took turns doing water sports and clicking each other pics. After couple of hours we got tired and called it up. When we handed over our life jackets back to the organisers I realised how drenched we were. I could see the glimpse of her black bra through her red t-shirt, immediately my eyes went down to her shorts. From the back side I could see her floral print panty through the white shorts. After handing over my life jacket we both started walking back from the beach, when she asked for what next. I suggested to relax and have some sun in the pool, and if she likes maybe a few drinks too. I was not sure if she will agree with the pool idea but she agreed without any hesitation.</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">We both confirmed to be there at pool after changing in swimming clothes. I was just guessing how this 5fet 5 inch milky white lady will look in bikini with her awesome figure of approximately 38C 30 38. I reached soon as my room was very near since I had taken a pool view room. I was in my swimming trunks and in the water with a can of beer. The pool had a mini bar in the centre of the pool. In no time she came but with a disappointing costume. She was wearing a one piece knee-length spandex costume. It was sleeveless and not even deep from the neck to give even a millimeter of the cleavage view. The only good part was that it a totally backless and this confirmed that she was not wearing bra under it. Also she had tied a cloth on her waist so that the sticking spandex does not reveal any of her curves at least a 6 inches below her waist. She removed that cloth only after entering the pool. She joined me and called for a breezer.</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">We took our drinks, talked about all the non-sense like weather, movies, politics, economy and also swam in between. Now sun started moving towards west and loosing it’s heat. It was time for us to say good-bye to the pool and move back to our rooms. As soon as she was out she tied her cloth back but I waiting for the opportunity managed to see those pantylines. Another disappointment. But I was more happy to have a company than being disappointed for it being not so spicy. While moving back we saw there was a tarot card reader sitting in one corner of the lawn surrounding the pool. We went their had some fun with few cards predicting our future and all. When we started off from their we saw a big poster of the Kerala massage. We went on to enquire and found it interesting. But when we decided to go ahead with it we were told that we should not have taken alcohol for at-least 4 hours while going in for the massage. We were not happy but then I made the plan for the next day. We agreed on my suggestion that we would get the massage after our morning gym session.</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">We came back to our rooms and I dosed off for a nice sleep after the tiring sports and pool, not to forget the help of beer in making me sleepy. We again caught-up at night for the dinner, where I met her husband too. After a brief formal introduction I left the couple with their privacy and moved towards the casino. I lost only thousand bucks in casino which were given to me complimentary as a corporate guest. Again a started drinking and last night’s schedule was repeated. Next morning I woke-up by the ring of telephone in my room. It was the same lady on the other side and we finalised to meet in the gym in next 10 minutes. That day I was scheduled for legs workout, so I wore my tight shorts and a full sleeves dry fit t-shirt. She met me wearing a full track pant and a Sandoz. This time instead of just killing time she worked-out her legs as per my instructions. And I just jokingly made her work-out a bit more as I knew that she would be having a relaxing massage post gym.</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">We both reached and they were waiting for us as we had already booked our appointment the previous day.  First the showed us their facilities of the massage rooms, steam, Jacuzzi and shower facilities and then we both were guided to our respective massage rooms by our respective therapists. Being myself a professional massage therapist I knew that abhyangam is one of the best Kerala massage, I confirmed the same for both of us. The massage relaxing and equally exciting is it is done with only a langot on your body but what happened after massage was the shocker and most unexpected. After the massage I was in the steam when the door opened and this lady also entered. I was sitting nude as I had taken my towel off but soon picked my towel and kept it over my thighs covering my bareness. She was also wearing a towel around her body which was covering her bust fully but her entire thighs were visible. Since the steam was there and was not guessed she also entered without being aware of my presence. It was when she was taking her seat she saw me and busted in embarrassing laughter.</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"></div><div style="text-align: justify;">She said, “ Oh my god… you are here ??? I didn’t knew that they allow males and females in the same steam..”</div><div style="text-align: justify;">I replied with a similar embarrassing laughter, “no. it’s not that. They don’t allow males and females together. I think since we both have been together for the enquiry, booking and the session they have put us together. In-fact they don’t take appointments of 2 clients at the same time.”</div><br /> <div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">She settled herself on the other side of the wooden bench I was sitting and said OK in a long sound as if she understood what happened. Then I handed-over her another towel napkin from stack of towels and told her to cover her head with it. She asked surprisingly for what. Then I explained her that while having steam head should always be covered with a cotton towel or something otherwise the head gets over-hydrated and you may feel dizzy. Then she asked as how come I know so much, and I told her that I am a trained massage therapist myself and exactly know all these things. She asked if I used to work in some massage parlour before this current work of mine. And I denied it saying that I still work as a part time massager and also as personal fitness trainer during the non-office hours.  After five minutes we started sweating and the warm steam started relaxing our skins.</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">I moved to the other bench just besides the bench we were sitting. This other bench was a bit down as probably was made for kids to sit. I sat down on the lower bench with my legs stretched fully covering the entire length of the bench  and adjusted my towel to expose the maximum possible skin to the steam. She looked at me and said that she too wants to enjoy the steam fully and will I mind if she takes off her towel from her body, and promised in continuation that she will keep her crotch covered. I replied with an affirmation that it’s perfectly ok and lets both of us feel free like matured ones and not be shy like some teenagers. Saying this I completely took off my towel and sat their nude with half erection. She also gave a mature smile and took off her towel and matched my nudity. I don’t know where her eyes has scanned me, but my eyes immediately caught her dark brown nipples and her dark but clean shaved pussy.</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">She had a mark of stitched from her pussy to her navel. Must have been under scissors for her delivery. Soon her glasses were off and eyes closed. She was relaxing as I saw that her folded legs were spreading apart bringing her pussy lips to the glory. I started stroking my cock slowly enjoying the gradual excitement building in. Then I shifting stroking my cock to the left hand and placed my right arm on her bench exactly under her folded legs with my palm very near her pussy. I ensured that I am not touching her anywhere. Now my cock was full erect and I left stroking. I did not wanted to take chance of her waking up in the middle of my ejaculation and making the entire thing a mess. There were still 4 more days in Goa to be spent. The next thing happened was she moved herself a bit forward or maybe it was just re-adjusting herself after sitting in the same position for long and her pussy touched my fingers. She froze for few seconds and then quickly grabbed her glasses. As soon as she grabbed her glasses I closed my eyes completely. Nothing happened.</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">As soon as I heard the noise of her glasses placed back on the wooden bench, I opened my eyes. She was laying in the same position but now her eyes were not closed. I moved my finger on her pussy very slowly. I knew she would know it immediately but her not moving back away from my fingers was some sort of signal for me. she asked me if I was ok and comfortable.</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">I told her that yes I am ok and why she asked so. I was still rubbing my fingers over her pussy but very slow. She replied that my erection and my actions does not match my words, and she told me to tell her like mature people and not shy as some teenagers. I told her that I was feeling bit excited and it’s just the effect of the massage and steam relaxation. I also added that I always get a hard-on in the steam after massage and masturbate myself. Then she said that I can go ahead with my masturbation and she will not mind it. I re-confirmed that is she sure of what she is saying. Me masturbating in her presence is no issue with her. And then she replied that she know that I am a gentleman and what’s happening with me is quite biologically normal. And she understand it completely.  She also added that her presence in nude in front of me is also one of the reasons for my excitement and I should relieve myself instead getting frustrated and feeling helpless.</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4v5VJiUwO2UIatc674qEEfWwIlBwIvwW35VBf7wJkDOK3TL79RZXrEXSR4H4cOhv3wgHmRvHMt9FNYTbh6_5hwGGkxkBNYyPAaoltrapRIgYS6SpfJdi_NpLmPK60hnDFzHkvo4AOY28/s1600/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4v5VJiUwO2UIatc674qEEfWwIlBwIvwW35VBf7wJkDOK3TL79RZXrEXSR4H4cOhv3wgHmRvHMt9FNYTbh6_5hwGGkxkBNYyPAaoltrapRIgYS6SpfJdi_NpLmPK60hnDFzHkvo4AOY28/s1600/3.jpg" /></a> </div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">I thanked and appreciated her. I moved up myself on the same bench she was sitting and sat exactly opposite to her. I kept my folded legs apart and started stroking my cock gradually. While stroking I asked her as how come she can be so open, frank and understanding. And she replied that though she is a housewife but have a good understanding of people. And she agreed to spent time with me in Goa only because she found me a good straight forward person. She was impressed when in the first meeting I had told her that if she doesn’t want to talk she can say that and giving cold replies was rude. Then when she touched my hand in the steam she knew that I had placed my hand intentionally there but at the same time I had the decency of not touching a girl without her consent. Now she placed her palm on her pussy rubbing it slowly and said that I will also understand that when a hunk sitting nude in front of a girl is stroking a massive cock the girl also gets excited and needs to relieve herself too.</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">With that last sentence of hers were both busted into laughter.</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">I said, “ if we keep on talking so maturely then it will be evening by the time I will be able to relieve myself.”</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">She said with a wink,” Need some help ??”</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">I said, “It will be helpful.”</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">She spread her legs wide and while rubbing her pussy started moaning. I also started moaning, but we both knew that our moans were fake and did not help much.</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">I again said, “why don’t we rub each other ? this fake moaning is very comic and not at all seductive.</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">She replied, “ I agree that it is not helping but I am not sure if touching each other will be ok.”</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">I replied, “the one who massaged you also touched you all-over. Is it that being touched by an unknown female on bust is ok but by a male friend on the crotch is not ok ?”</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">She replied back in agreement, “ you have a valid point. Also we can’t sit here for entire day hopelessly rubbing ourselves.”</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Now she cam near me and we were like in L shape position. She started stroking my cock and I starting rubbing her pussy. With-in seconds we both were in ecstatic world and cherishing each other’s  touch. Now I made a move and while rubbing inserted one figure in her pussy and started rubbing her inside her too. She also moved ahead and took my cock in her mouth. Her warm wet mouth took me to the pinnacle of excitement and cum started building in. I also started finger fucking her with one figure and rubbing her clits. But before I could she reached her orgasm and shivered with real moans and left stroking me almost when I was about to cum. She took more then a minute to be back and normal and my erect cock was waiting. She looked at me, said sorry and again started sucking me now with more vigour and also cupping and stroking my balls. Now I was about to cum and told her to back off, but she signaled me to cum in her mouth itself. And I did exactly the same.  She took all my cum in her mouth and stroked with her lips tightly on my cock not to leave any drop unattended. Then she got up and spit the entire semen of mine on the floor in a corner.</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">We thanked each other not by words but by a small lip sucking kiss. And then wrapped our towels and went out of the door. The passage lead us to another room where the a south Indian lady was waiting. When she saw us she came to us with a tray having lemon juice. Then she told us that warm water was placed in the bath tub body wash mixed and covered with rose petals. And once we are through we can enjoy the hot water Jacuzzi and get ready. She showed her where our clothes were placed properly in a hanger. We looked at each other and thanked that lady and she went off. She also told us to bolt the door from inside. As soon as she went off we both again laughed on her statement of bolting the door. Now we knew that they were misunderstanding as a couple. But none of us bothered. We looked around the room. It was all wooden and the only light in the room was of the number of candles lit. We both moved to the bath tub, removed our towels and entered the tub one by one in the same stark nudity.</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">I went first and then she followed. But this time instead of sitting opposite to me, she sat towards me with her back resting on my chest. I had kept my hands on the side of the tub, which she held and by her hands and wrapped it around her waist. We both were silent for few seconds and then she broke the silence by saying that she didn’t knew that warm water would feel so good even after a hot steamy session. I pinched her stomach by repeating the words with emphasis on steamy session. Then she started telling me about how nice the room is decorated, the fragrance of scented candles and all. And then she said that she now understood why people come to Goa for honey-moon. I asked her where did she went for honeymoon and she told that they went Singapore for honey moon. Then she kept on telling about the Singapore, different different things, places etc etc etc…</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">During all these talks I was continuously embracing her stomach, her arms and her thighs but did not touched her pussy nor the boobs. Once she was done with Singapore she told me how nice a person I am. How I respect a womanhood and how nice she feels to find a friend like me. I also appreciated her of being so understanding and helping out in embarrassing situation. Then she told me that I am the only person except her husband who has seen and touched her like this. When she said this I kissed her on her neck and held her tightly in my arms. Then she moved a bit up and turned her face sideways and kissed me  on my cheek. But when she moved up her ass started touching my cock and sending the sensations to my mind. Now she held my face and turned it towards her and we both were smooching again.</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">While smooching I moved my right hand up and groped her left breast gently. After some smooching she turned above me completely and hugged me. her breasts crushed against my chest and cock started coming alive. Then slipped down and rested her face over my chest, I wrapped my arms around her and started rubbing her ass cheeks. Nice ass is my weakness and with in seconds of my rubbing her ass my cock become fully alive again. She moved her hand down and started playing with my cock again. I bent my face down and we started smooching again. After few minutes she went under water and started sucking my cock under water and came out after sometime. Now, I told her that I also want to taste the glory.</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">She understood and stood up in the tub and brought herself near my face. I placed my mouth in between her legs and started sucking her pussy, and sucked her wildly with my tongue, lips and teeth. I kept on till she reached her orgasm and made my mouth salty with her juices. Now waiting for nothing she moved in the centre of the tub and positioned her pussy over my cock. My tip was touching the entry point. Then she told me that her husband’s cock is quite small compared to mine and they were not one of those daily having sex. She told me that this would be painful and she want to go slowly. I nodded in complete agreement and held her face with my both hands. I think her husband had a smaller and thinner cock because just the half of my cocking going in made her eyes clinched and her lower lip bit. She started moving up and down on the half cock itself and everytime she moved down she took more some more part of the cock in her. After few strokes she sat completely making a sigh sound and hugging me tightly.</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Now she started moving her hips to and fro making my cock touching every corner of her pussy interiors. Then I told her that let’s move out of the tub as it is too small and we might get hurt or injured. She said ok and clinged to me like a monkey sticks to the mother. I rose up out of the tub taking her in the same position. Threw towels from the sack on the wooden floor and made her lie on her back and started stroking gently in the missionary position. Now I was changing gears of my thrusts. I started pounding her stronger and deeper. Every time I stroked deeper the tear filled her eyes and when I started stroking faster the tears started rolling and she said started repeating my name with an ‘oh’ everytime. Now I started fucking her faster and her moans turned into sighs. In between I kissed her lips, pressed her breasts, licked her nipples and kept on stroking. I was no where near to my cum but I turned out of breath. Then I moved my cock out and brought it near her mouth. She started sucking my cock and I started playing with her cunt.</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">I gave her slow slaps on her pussy and she started getting heated more. Soon I got my breathing normal I moved her into my favourite doggy style. Went behind her and inserted my cock in one single stroke completely inside her. She screamed and then suddenly buried her face in the towel on the floor and took towel in her mouth. I was not stooping now. Her big round ass in that position was good enough to get a dead man masturbating. I started pumping her hard and fast, soon I realised that she was crying but I kept on.  I was fucking like mad but the cum was not building in. I needed more excitement. I spanked her ass hard and as a reflex she pushed herself forward and my cock came out of her pussy.</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">She said, “Oh Darshan.. bahut dukhta hai… I won’t be able to walk if you do like that…”</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">I said, “don’t talk like a virgin yar…. You won’t even feel anything once it is done…. And you know that’. Saying that I again pulled her back in the same position and again started pumping with same velocity. She kept on crying, and again I spanked her but this time harder. And again the same reflex happened. I took a view around in the room, there was a table with flowers, comb, hair oil etc lying. I took her in my arms and placed her in the table in the bent position. Now I started sucking her pussy again pressing her ass cheeks. Juices were flowing and getting mixed with my saliva, while licking these juices my tongue touched her asshole and my brain captured it. I started licking her asshole also. She realised it later as what I was having in my mind when I started poking my tongue in her asshole. </div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">She immediately turned around sat on the table and started saying, “nahi nahi nahi nahi nahi nahi…”</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">I asked her why.</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">She said crying , “baht dukhega yar… aaj nahi… fir kabhi karenge… but aaj nahi…”</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">I inserted my cock in her pussy as she was sitting on the table facing me and said, “abhi dikh raha ha ?”</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">She replied, “nahi, abhi nahi dukh raha.”</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">I replied, “isi tarah starting me dukhega fir nahi dukhega. Trust me. I won’t do anything to hurt you baba.” And the kissed her.</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">She agreed reluctantly. Then I said lets try some fun. Use tumhe dard ka pata bhi nahi chalega. She asked what ?. I replied waxing.</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">She quizzed me, “ Waxing ??”</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">I took a candle in my hand and dropped few drops of wax on my hand. She almost tore her eyes in amusement and shock.</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">She said, “ Are you sure you want to try it ?”</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">I said, “YES.”</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">She herself turned reverse and got into the bent position, but I moved her on the floor in the doggy position and further her hands put behind her back. Now her asshole and pussy lips were openly exposed to my view. I took 4 candles with me on floor. These were thick candles and had lot of melted wax. Instead of dropping wax I poured the melted wax on her both the holes. She would have jumped if I had not held her hands behind her back. She creamed but very next second she said she liked it. Now the pain and burning had been so much that she was talking with shivering voice. Then I started dropping wax on her bare ass. Every drop would make her sigh loudly. After some time her entire ass was covered with wax. She got so excited that she stood and saw her wax covered ass in the full mirror and then embraced it.</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Then I spanked her ass hard and some of the wax fell down. And then I looked at her and asked, does she want this wax to be removed. She said yes. Now I made her stand bending down fully and started spanking her hard and wax started falling down. Now all her screams had made my cock so hard as it would bust with the adrenaline flow. I then spanked her 10 to12 times in continuation to which all wax from her ass cheeks fell off and she also fell on the ground crying like small kid. Then I told her that wax in the ass crack is still there. I again made her stand in same position but this time with legs full apart. Now I starting spanking her asshole and pussy. Spanking on her asshole was still physically bearable with her but my first slap on her pussy made her jump with pain and she lied down on the floor folding her legs and caressing her pussy with her hand.</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">She told me that she can not take the pussy spanking. And I replied I have other way of removing wax from there. I laid her missionary position and the raised her legs over my shoulders and started pounding fiercely. This time it was less of pain and more of pleasure for her. Continuous stroking again took me out of breathe but with no cum. She asked me teasingly with tears dried on her face that what will I take to cum. I said, “ I don’t know. Maybe your ass.” And smiled sheepishly.</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">She said, “ thik hai baba… thik hai… even I want to have it today only… abhi ka abhi…” and smiled.</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Now we both entered the Jacuzzi. She placed her asshole in front of forceful waterflow and I started fingering her asshole. I had taken the hair oil with me and kept it near the Jacuzzi. I started with one finger then two fingers and then three fingers. Once she was taking three fingers in her, I applied oil on my cock and entered her asshole in one single stroke. Believe me the coconut oil works as a fantastic lubricant. She was placed on the side of jacuuzi with her upper body out of Jacuzzi and her her lower part bent inside the Jacuzzi. She again started crying and I kept on fucking her ass. I also kept spanking her ass cheeks, which were half in water. Every spank splashed water and we were in the position where the hot water flow was directly hitting the area from side where my cock was going in and out of her ass. Her ass was very tight, oil made the rhythm smooth and hot water made the tingling excited. Finally I came inside her and I came a lot. I got so exhausted that I fell on her in the same position.</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Now cock went limp inside her ass, and she said that she was enjoying so much that she still wants more. I told her that we have still lot of time and lot of things to do. Now let’s relax as we came for this massage to relax only and not tire ourselves. We both sat in there just relaxing. I placed my cock directly in front of the one water force and she placed her holes in front of the other. We both relaxed there and then got ready and left.The most humorous thing was when we were leaving the receptionist asked, “ how was the session ? I hope you had a good time.” We both laughed and she was confused. She again asked, “if she had asked or said something wrong ?” And we both again laughed and then thanked and assured that the massage was very good and very relaxing. We also signed their feedback book and did mention about the privacy and interiors were few things which made that place more beautiful.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /> </div></div>

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