Exhibitionism Leads to Incest - Incest/Taboo
Exhibitionism exposes to multiple encounters.
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Ever since I gave birth to our daughter at the age of 26, my marital sex with my hubby, Joy became stale. Strangely, I and Joy had only completed two years of our marriage. Even before our daughter was born, we had only intermittent physical intimacy as Joy avoided sex most of the time but whenever Joy was physically and psychologically in the right mood and we indulged in sex, it happened to be quite hot even though Joy couldn't retain himself for long. But both of us played wild and Joy compensated his shortcomings by fingering my pussy and I enjoyed the pleasure his fingers provided.
After the birth of our daughter, Joy seemed to have totally lost interest in sex. My cravings for sexual intimacy with him were still high and I wanted him to atleast finger me to satisfy my cravings. But he was no longer interested. I had crazy and secret fantasy of oral sex with him and we two doing 69 but could never express it to Joy, who even considered the idea of kissing genitals as dirty.
I had a voluptuous body that could make any male turn his glances to watch my curves and my craving for sex was also much higher than Joy. Even though pregnancy and child birth had affected my features, with regular visit to gym, I was able to restore my glamorous body features. By the time our daughter was two years old, I had restored my sexy feature with a fatless tummy, 36" boobs, 32" waist and 36" butts. My friends would often compliment me, "Dola, no one can tell that you have mothered a baby. You have maintained your figure so perfectly that you can be married off again as a maid."
An intimate friend of mine even expressed her apprehension, "Dola, you look so sexy and beautiful with your slender figure and youthful curves that I must advise Joy to keep you away from the eyes of men lest they fall in love with you."
Saddest thing that I had to conceal from my friends was that despite maintaining my body like that, I failed to attract my husband towards me. Yes, we indulged in sex sometimes but it was always I who took the initiative and Joy was rather a passive participant. I discussed once with Joy, who regretted his fatigue and loss of interest in sex due to stress in his job and his long history of medical complications. Mostly Joy had erection but he was not hard enough to penetrate. Naturally, he avoided sex.
Well, what Joy said had basis of it. Joy was a high level executive who had to handle delicate affairs of his company being the in charge of the location where he was posted, and even before marriage, he was suffering from high sugar, thyroidism and high blood pressure. He was sickly from his childhood having suffered from many serious and life threatening ailments in his school days. So I remained happy with the memories of our sex life that we had immediately after marriage till our daughter was born.
However, I secretly started enjoying the lustful glances that men of various age groups would cast on my voluptuous body, an act that previously I considered to be offensive. I derived a kind of self assurance when I noticed that men were watching me with lust in their glances. I noticed it discreetly giving the onlookers the impression that I was not aware of their dirty glances that surveyed my body with desires in their minds. It became such an obsession that unconsciously I encouraged voyeurism in others.
Soon exhibitionism became my favourite pastime and I enjoyed to slightly expose my curves, my cleavage to the strangers and delighted in their voyeuristic glances, the lust in their eyes. The way men of various ages ogled at my youthful body made me discharge my love juice. In the years that followed, I enjoyed the wetness between my legs, caused by the lustful glances of many men to whom I had exposed my luscious body curves at one time or other though I pretended that the exposure was accidental. Those who ogled at me included colleagues and sub-ordinates of Joy, shop keepers, some neighbours, vendors who sold items house to house and the college going boys of the locality. My husband continued to be busy with his career and jobs and had no idea of my exhibitionist nature. Sex between us became the rarest thing.
My in-laws lived in a nearby village and we visited them once in a while. They lived in a double storied palatial house covering acres of land. Apart from my parents-in-law, Joy's elder brother, Jivan, his wife Tina and their kids, Joy's younger brother, Suryya, 22 years also lived in that house. Jivan was around 45 years and his wife Tina was around 40. Since the birth of their second child about seven years back, Tina grew sick and was almost bed ridden.
The palatial house had separate rooms for us and also for Joy's sister Nita, her husband and their kids. Nita was married to Ajay of the adjacent village and visited her paternal home during some rituals.
The most fascinating thing about that house was the large pond inside the campus at the northern corner of the boundary. It was at a distance of about hundred feet from the house. Its water level remained more or less the same through out the year. During scorching summer a variety of birds came to play in it. Many times the family considered about filling it up and utilising the land for domestic cultivation of vegetables. But none in the family could think of the house without the pond and eventually the plan was always dismissed.
When our daughter was 4 years old, my mother-in-law died. We went to the village for funeral rites and once the rites were over, Joy returned to our place while I with my daughter decided to stay a few more days there. My daughter became very friendly with her uncles, aunts, cousins and her grandfather.
It was a week after Joy had left, all the rituals were over and the family was more or less settled after the death of the mother that I decided to teach swimming to our daughter. The kids of Jivan and Tina, and Nita and Ajay were already experts in swimming. Since I was also born in rural area, I too knew swimming though it was perhaps seven years back that I had last swimming. So with the kids of the family I went to the pond to teach swimming to our daughter.
We were in water for about two hours. As I was coming in wet clothes from the pond to the make shift changing room about five yards from the pond, I noticed my father-in-law watching my body clad in wet clothes. Though incestuous, I felt so excited to be observed by him that next day I went to the pond again and just wearing a housecoat without any undergarment. I knew that without undergarments, the wet fabric of the housecoat would give him a better view of my youthful body.
But my father-in-law was not nearby while I got out of the pond. The exhibitionist in me was slightly disappointed. But then I noticed him in the garden behind a bamboo fence and he was not doing any gardening job but ogling at my body under wet housecoat. The fact that he was ogling at me created heat inside me and my nipples got erect. Instead of getting angry or upset at the peeping nature of my father-in-law, I rather enjoyed it and as if unaware of his presence, I lifted the lower edge of the housecoat just above my knees and bent forward on the plea of squeezing water from the wet housecoat. This exposed my cleavage and a fair portion of my big boobs without bra and a portion of my smooth legs. I did it intentionally knowing that my father-in-law was ogling at me.
I then entered inside the rectangular area, formally known as changing room, covered by tightly knit bamboo fences on four sides. The changing room had no cover on the top and had five fences on four sides. It had a distinctive style. The first bamboo fencing was about four feet in length, the second fence that covered the right side was six feet, the third side just opposite to the first fence was longer than its counterpart and covered five feet. The fourth fence opposite to the second one covering the left side was longer and seven feet in length. From the edge of the fourth fencing started the four feet long fifth fencing that ended a foot shorter than the first fence. This junction, where the fifth ended shorter covering the outer part of the first, was the entrance of the makeshift changing room. It was a passage of about one foot width without any door. The height of the fence was five feet so that anyone from outside would know if someone was inside and would avoid entering. Everyone changed dress inside this room after swimming.
As I was changing my wet dress inside the make shift changing room, I was thinking how exciting it would be if someone watched me getting out of my wet housecoat completely nude and putting on my dresses. My exhibitionist self fantasized that somebody was watching me and while I was completely nude, I decided to play bold to fondle my boobs lovingly and to finger my love spot. And lo, my fantasy became a reality.
After dressing properly, as I came out of the changing room, I noticed movement of branches of a nearby mango tree. The man was pretending to pluck mangoes. He could have easily kept himself hidden behind the bushy leaves. But he wanted me to know that he had watched me while I was changing my dress. So when I looked upward, a bit startled at the sound of leafy movement, he clearly revealed his face and smiled mischievously at me. It was Ajay, my sister-in-law Nita's husband. I felt exhilarated at making my father-in-law and brother-in-law (Ajay) to have enjoyed the sight of my luscious body.
I was returning from the changing room to the main house fully dressed. On my way back to the main house, I came across Suryya, my brother-in-law. Suryya surveyed me openly looking from toes to head and smilingly whispered "Bhavi you are wonderful. I can't forget two big raisins I saw."
I blushed realising that Suryya was referring to my swollen nipples. I pretended to be angry and asked, "You peeping tom, ogling at your own bhavi?"
"There was no need too peep," replied Surayya with a wink, "It was clearly visible when the cloth was wet and dripping with water."
I hurriedly moved away from Surayya without any reply. Once inside the house, I found my cunt dripping at the comment of Surayya. Inwardly I felt satisfied. Three male members of the family had enjoyed my exhibitionism. I was wondering whether my elder brother-in-law, Jivan had also had taken his turn or not.
That evening all the adults of the family sat for gossiping over tea as was the regular custom of that household. Kids were busy among themselves in a different room with snacks and Suryya wad supervising them. I was attending that tea majlish ( gathering for gossips over tea) since our arrival there, but on that evening I noticed that in the midst of gossiping, all the males i.e. my father-in-law, and my brothers-in-law Ajay, Suryya and even Jivan were discreetly ogling at me. I enjoyed to see the hidden lust in the eyes of male in-laws of the family.
Something unexpected occurred after the family's evening tea majlish was over. I had asked Tina (Jivan's wife) to take rest as she was sickly and decided to cook the dinner myself. The kitchen, dining room and the toilets of a big palatial house are generally a bit away from the main building having bedrooms and drawing room. So was it in the house of my parents-in-law.
I was preparing dinner when the electricity supply of the area got disrupted plunging the entire house in darkness. Within minutes someone with flash light of the mobile on was coming towards the kitchen to provide me light. But just as it was about to enter in the kitchen, the flash light was put off and I heard someone locking the kitchen door. Before I could understood anything, my body was in the vicious grip of a powerful and stout male. His hands were roughly groping my boobs and asses and whispered to my ears, "I have seen your naked beauty, I could not resist myself."
Though whispering, I could recognise that it was Ajay, groom of house and husband of Nita. I warned him, "I will scream. Go away before someone discovers us in this position. Nobody will tell anything of your lecherous behaviour and only I would be blamed."
"You will never scream," Ajay replied, "I know you're a sexy bitch and was roaming at daytime showing your treasures. I am not to stay here. I just came to tell you that what I saw this morning as you were changing your wet swimming dress turned me crazy. Keep your bedroom door open. I will come to your room after 12.30 once everyone in the house is in deep sleep."
While telling these words Ajay was exploring my privates like a crazy man. His hands went inside my blouse and bra and was kneading my flesh mounds passionately. My last sexual intimacy with Joy was perhaps more than two years ago and naturally Ajay's forbidden advances put my body on fire. But I still reminded him that he was the groom of the house and the consequences of getting caught. Ajay was desperate. Without paying heed to my warning, he pushed me against the wall and his face descended on me. His lips touched my lips most wildly and started sucking my lower lip. Without caring for the surrounding we were in, he forced his tongue inside my mouth. I was whimpering in his mouth. I felt his fingers trying to get inside my petticoat. With much difficulty I managed to say, "Please stop."
Ajay let me go without much fiasco but as if chewing the words said, "I have sparked the fire in your slutty body and it is up to you whether you allow to douse the fire."
And Ajay was right. Though I despised the husband of my sister-in-law to have taken the chance to exploit me sexually, but his sudden and aggressive assault actually ignited the fire in my sex starved body. I could feel my nipples growing hard in excitement. But I maintained calm and just replied, "I'm not a slut as you think, get lost and don't ever dare to come near me. Else I will tell Nita." (Ajay's wife)
The power supply was restored by then. Ajay seemed to have realised the seriousness of my words and looked at me nervously and by unlocking the kitchen door retreated from the kitchen. I was sweating and heaving at the suddenness of the incident. At the same time, I was smiling thinking the impact of Ajay's watching my nude body in the changing room. Joy may not feel attracted to have physical intimacy with me, but my body could stimulate adrenaline in males. It boosted my confidence in my physical prowess. I was in a kind of reverie fantasizing how an aggressive male like Ajay would smash me on bed should he get the opportunity of finding me alone when a hoarse voice broke my reverie.
"What you and Ajay were doing in the kitchen locking the door from inside?" a rough voice of Joy's elder brother, Jivan startled me.
I looked at him with awe and stammered to reply, "No...he...came when light went off..."
Jivan looked at me and I realised that my dress was partially dishevelled due to scuffle I had with Ajay minutes ago. I stammered again and said, "He...he was indecent...I drove him away...he was insisting..."
Jivan gave a sympathetic smile, "I understand. Ajay shouldn't have done this. But with a figure like that, you're bound to ignite passion in men. It is a different case with Joy, who had been sickly since his boyhood, if he doesn't get attracted to you. But Ajay's behaviour is more natural particularly when you display your body like a shameless whore."
I was shocked at his brazen words and protested, "I am your younger brother's wife..."
"So what?" said Jivan as he moved menacingly towards me, "That did not prevent your nipples to get erect when you and Ajay engaged in cuddling..."
Jivan pulled my hand and forcibly pushed it inside his trousers to his crotch and finished his sentence, "Nor your sexy body prevented my cock from getting enraged watching your body."
I was afraid somebody might come and see us, and in our society the entire blame would be on the woman. I tried to take away my hand but Jivan pulled my face towards his and looking at my eyes said, "Feel its hardness. You never got such a tool from Joy. I know a sexy bitch like you will love it."
Jivan made me to take his hard dick in my palm while his lips explored my lips most passionately. I was actually amazed at his hardness. It seemed as if the hard and big rod of flesh and blood was throbbing. Jivan quickly pushed his hand inside my blouse and bra and started mauling roughly and pinching the already erect nipples. I couldn't avoid moaning. Jivan looked at me and said, "Your husband Joy and my wife Tina are weak and sickly. Tina regularly takes sleeping medicine before going to bed and you can't wake her up after she has fallen asleep and all the kids sleep in a different room. So at night come to my room, we will enjoy and cheat our sickly spouses."
The way Jatin groped my privates, the way he made me to hold his dick in my palm, the brutal way he squeezed my boobs, made me wet between my thighs. Jivan groped my asses putting his hand in the crack between the asses and then his hand went to my most sensitive triangle and feeling the wetness there said, "Why don't you kick Joy on his asses for depriving such a hot wife?"
I was still scuffling to get rid of Jivan. He looked at me and said, "Leaving for now, but remember if you don't come to my room by yourself, I will drag you to my room."
As Jivan left the kitchen, the first thing I did was to put my dress in order, to calm myself and tried to get out of the two consecutive traumatic experiences I had that evening. Slowly I completed cooking dinner for all. But all along I was pondering over my fate that night as two horny males, Ajay and Jivan, were after me and I was unsure of my own mind. On the one hand, a self of mine hated the idea of getting to the bed of any of the two men, who were not only my in-laws but were married. On the other hand, my body craved for sexual satisfaction and wanted to avenge Joy's failure to satisfy me physically on bed. In fact, I was totally unsure of the night, how it was going to be and how to save me from the lustful wishes of Ajay and Jivan.
After everyone of the house completed dinner I was actually worried about the course of action I should take. I was looking for my daughter, Rimi, who was with other kids of the house. Suryya came to me and said, "Bhabi (customary address to the wife of elder brother), just come and see how calmly Rimi is sleeping. She fell asleep while on my lap."
I went with Suryya to his room to pick up my sleeping daughter. Suryya's bedroom was on the first floor. It was summer. Rimi was sleeping on a cradle like bed that was hanging on ropes on a bamboo from the backside balcony of Suryya's bedroom. Suryya told me that he had made this arrangement so that Rimi gets night breezes outside. It was a bit odd to hang a sleeping child's cradle like that. I questioningly looked at Suryya, who asked me to look below. What I saw made me freeze. At the ground just below the hanging cradle was the electrical transformer with high tension lines. In case of any accident, Rimi would just fall on that hazardous area nearly twenty-five feet below and there would be no chance of survival. I shivered and harshly asked Suryya, "What an irresponsible thing is this? Should it tear or fall for any reason, nobody can save her. She will die either for falling from such a height or getting electrocuted Bring her inside immediately and never play such games."
Suryya smiled, "Nothing will happen to her. Just be nice to me. Show me those big sized raisins of your, let me taste them, be my slut tonight and take your daughter back."
I was stunned at his cruelty and the meanest way to make me surrender. I was full of tears and pleaded for the life of my daughter. Suryya said, "Nothing will happen to Rimi if you co-oprate. The way you moved around in the house shows that you're an unsatisfied sexy whore. So I thought of giving a trial if I can satisfy you. Now, don't make noise, come to my bed quickly like a good girl and teach me the art of sex like a slut. We should be done before Rimi wakes up."
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I looked at Suryya to find if there was any way to pursue him against his evil desires. But there were only forbidden lust in his glances. His eyes were licking my whole body. I requested him not to keep my daughter in the hanging cradle outside but to bring her inside the room. Suryya agreed to my prayer and brought the hanging crib inside the room but kept it hanging on a sloping bamboo. He said in a dirty way, "Let her sleep in hanging crib so that even if she wakes up, she doesn't see what we are doing on bed. Further, if you try to play smart, I will just unknot the rope and she will slip downward."
I was actually trembling in horror at his cruelty. But came back to the present as he thundered, "What are you waiting for? Come to bed and take off your blouse and bra to show me those dark raisins."
I went on the bed and lowering my gaze unbuttoned my blouse and took it off my body. Then my hands moved to my back and unhooked the bra. My bra cups became loose. Suryya pulled out the bra. My flesh mounds with erect nipples were exposed before Suryya. He cupped both the tits passionately and started fondling. His mouth descended on my protruding dark nipples and he started sucking both alternately. An unintentional moan escaped from my mouth.
Suryya laughed, "I knew you will enjoy. You are a real sex goddess with glamorous body features. Now teach me how nicely you can serve a horny male. It should be nice, gentle, hot and erotic. Remember, your daughter's life depends on your service."
I was extremely ashamed to be in this position in front of a boy, who is not only younger to me but my husband's younger brother. But I hardly had any option. I was like a fear stricken deer in a deep forest where flesh hungry men, dangerous than wild tigers, are roaming for their prey. At that moment I was in the grip of one such wild man, who was kneading my boobs to his heart's content. Soon my lower lip was between the two lips of Suryya and he was sucking it. My passive response to his caress seemed to have made him angry and in a rough voice he reminded, "I want you to guide me like a dirty slut to the art of fucking. So don't waste time."
I started sucking his lip and inserted my tongue in his mouth and was playing with his tongue. Suryya seemed to enjoy it. He guided my hands to the edge of his trousers and gestured me to pull it down. With throbbing hands, I pulled down his trousers and undergarment stripping him altogether. His hard dick sprang in excitement. It was not much longer, could be 6 inches in erected state. But its thickness was enormous. I was thinking the way it would stretch my vaginal muscles like a monster. Suryya pulled down my face near his giant dick and I knew what he wanted. I started using the tip of my tongue to tease the bulbous pink head of his tool. Suryya groaned in pleasure. The girth of his tool was too much for my oral cavity to accommodate it. So I started licking the entire length of his shaft from tip to the base and occasionally moved my lips and tongue sensuously on his long curly pubic hairs. His tool started growing from hard to harder. Suddenly, he caught at the back of my head roughly and started pushing his dick roughly inside my mouth. Slowly my lips parted and the entire length went inside my mouth, its swollen glan touching my throat. My tongue was wriggling his cock and I slowly started licking the complete shaft up and down. Suryya enjoyed it and said, "Bhabi, you're a real slut.'
Suryya's hand had been moving freely all over my body and had pushed my saree and petticoat up to my waist. He was sensually groping my slender legs. There were some scuffle in the process due which the saree I was wearing became completely loose. Very deftly, Suryya had unknotted the petticoat string without my knowledge and I became aware of it only when Suryya hissed like an angry snake and pulled down the petticoat saying, "Slut, why is it taking so much time to strip? I am your master and you're my whore. Show your love spot."
Finding that I was wearing panty, Suryya said, "How much you try to cover your triangle, I am going to see it tonight like a husband. I could see wet patch showing how horny you are for a fuck. Just pull it down like a good whore."
I obeyed his command pulling down my panty to expose my pussy to my brother-in-law. Suryya immediately pushed his finger between the pussy lips and started moving it violently. I moaned uncontrollably, "Ahhhaa... uuuufff."
But my mouth was still stuffed with his meat, and with his fingers working in my pussy, I began to enjoy his dick in my mouth as I opened my mouth wide and sucked him in perfect synchronisation with the movement of his finger in my pussy. Suryya created such sensation in me that I was literally longing for his dick to ram my craving pussy. I had never felt so horny and at one time I was begging to him, "Suryya, you are the boss, please make me your whore."
Suryya responded to my plea by widening my legs and placing him on my thighs. But I never thought that taking his cock would be that difficult. My love tunnel was slippery enough yet when he first pushed the head of his dick, I screamed in pain and pleaded to him to stop, "I can't take it, please stop. It is too big."
"Shut up, you randi(slut)", Suryya responded roughly, "Once you've opened the gate, you must let the invader in. You're capable of taking any cock, you're a hot bitch. Only you're afraid because you're habituated to the small and thin cock of your husband. Only Joy has such a small dick in our family and his sex drive is also weak. I don't know how he satisfied a hot bitch like you so far."
I didn't reply. Suryya was telling the fact. As he exerted more force to invade my pussy, my body arched and I threw back my head lifting up my chest. He took my nipples in his mouth and started sucking them hard. Suryya then slowly pushed his hips and his huge purple head of his cock was almost inside my cunt.
"Unnnhh!!! Nooo." I yelled and said -- "please take it out, it's too painful and I can't take it in more."
Suryya said, "I never thought a sexy slut like you could have so tight a pussy."
I said, "Even I have never thought that a cock could be as big as yours. Moreover, after Rimi was born, your elder brother and I had sex very rarely."
Suryya said, "That's why your cunt is so tight because he has not fucked you enough. Don't worry, I will compensate."
Suryya applied more pressure and the head of his penis was fully inside me. I began to wriggle like a mouse trying desperately to escape from the cat's claws.
I pleaded, "Please stop. It's enough! I can't take anymore."
But Suryya was in no mood to listen to me. He made a strong move and forced his huge cock further inside me. I yelled and screamed and said, "No, please, it's hurting me."
My pleading only made him hornier as he began to thrust his cock deep inside me. I began to shout and moan in pain and another loud aahhhhh nooooooooooo escaped my mouth. He placed his hands under my shoulder and grabbed me tightly, putting his entire body weight on me, so that I could not move at all. His mouth went over mine and he took out his cock till only the tip of his cock was inside and again thrusted his cock into my cunt with a very hard push. This time I threw my head back and yelled. "aaahh...maaa!" and Suryya's cock was once again buried inside my cunt. I once again screamed, loudly this time.
My screams echoed in the air. Perhaps the entire first floor reverberated with my screams and surely my father-in-law heard it as he lived in the same floor. But I hardly cared as pain tore me apart. My vaginal lips were stretched to their limit and he was then forcing the inner walls of my vaginal canal to stretch to accommodate him. I dug my nails on his back and tried my best to push him off but he was too strong and did not move off me. I was babbling incoherently and moaning loudly at the same time. I was sweating profusely. Suryya held me like that for some time and kept kissing me.
I said, "Suryya, it's so painful. I never felt such pain even when your brother took away my virginity."
Suryya grabbed my mouth with his and kept mauling my breasts. My hands came over his back and I was nailing his back and biting his lips. He entered deep inside as my hands encircled his back, guiding him almost involuntarily inside me to avoid pain. His prick began to thrust inside me, back and forth, first slowly and then vigorously. I too began to move my pelvis along with him.
I was calling out his name and pulling at his chest hair, I was wild. In a short while, he began thrusting inside me rapidly and after some time I started to moan loudly and I went on moaning with unintelligible ahhhhhh and uuuuhhhhhhhh ohhhmaaa etc as I was on the verge of coming, and when I did actually come, loud scream came out of my mouth and followed by a loud and long aaaaaaaaaahhhhh. My body went stiff under Suryya for a while, my eyes rolled back and I let out a deep, satisfied sigh. We both held each other tightly and my brother-in-law increased his speed as he made his final force inside my pussy. Moments later, he ejaculated inside me and erupted his hot load deep into my cunt. I could feel seven or eight times his dick sprouting. I felt his thick warm cum shooting deep into my cunt. His thick warm cum shot into my vagina. He collapsed on my breasts with his penis buried in my cunt, his cum dribbling out from my vagina running down my thighs. I had the most intense orgasm of my life.
When we disengaged after about ten minutes, I lovingly kissed Suryya and admitted, "I never felt so full and satisfied."
Suryya kissed me back, licked my nipples and slowly pulled down the hanging crib where my daughter was sleeping. He took her carefully from the crib and after I have put on my dress, gave Rimi on my lap. Suryya escorted me to our bedroom in the ground floor. I was so tired and exhausted that I fell asleep and woke up at the wee hours next morning as Rimi was crying for food. I prepared a bottle of milk for her and gave it to her. Rimi drank happily from the bottle and fell asleep again.
I was still feeling sleepy and tired. But had the urge to urinate. So I opened the door and went to the toilet that was a bit away from the main house. On my way back to bedroom, I saw my father-in-law coming downstairs from his bedroom in the first floor. It was still half dark and brightness of the day had not appeared. My father-in-law was around 68 years looked at me reproachfully and whispered, "When did you come to ground floor? You were in Suryya's room. You're a lecherous woman who seduced your husband's brother and you were hooting and shouting like a bitch. In villages, we don't approve such behaviour and I will call Joy tomorrow to tell him about your amorous adventures."
I was ashamed and angry at the same time and replied roughly, "Yes, you blame me because you don't know how your youngest son hanged sleeping Rimi and threatened to throw her from the top. Don't lecture me about the life in a village. Ajay, your son-in-law and Jivan, your eldest son molested me in the kitchen last evening."
"If you move around displaying your plumpy and curvaceous body," replied my father-in-law, "Is it not natural to get molested? And your screams indicated that you were enjoying shamelessly with Suryya. Women need to maintain their dignity. If you loiter like a slut, you will be treated as a slut."
I couldn't counter. He had a point. I was moving around quite offensively to satisfy the exhibitionist self. So I lowered my gaze. My father-in-law seemed to have softened a bit at my silence. He said in a sullen voice, "I know my son, Joy, can't satisfy you. He was sickly from his childhood and suffered from many serious ailments. The problem is not about either Suryya, Ajay or Jivan. Problem is about Nita and Tina. If they heard your screams of passion, they will definitely know what was going on. Since Ajay and Jivan, as you said, are also after you, I need to warn Nita and Tina to keep the harness on their husbands tight and secured and to call Joy and tell everyone in the house about your illicit affairs with Suryya."
"Why the entire house?", I retorted, "Call the entire village. Let them know about your sons and son-in-law too."
The darkness of the wee hours had considerably faded by then. I could see my father-in-law clearly now. He had a well built body of an athlete. He was about 5'6" with grey hairs on his head, no extra fat even at that age. He was extremely hairy, black and grey hairs had prolific growth on his arms, chest and for a moment the image of a chimpanzee came to my mind. His thick line of moustache under his nose were half grey and half black but nicely trimmed. He was wearing a white trousers and red vests with black borders. I wondered if his pubic hairs were all grey or mixture of grey and black. Even though he had tight undergarment beneath his trousers, I could see the outline of his meat through the fabric of the trousers. Without being fully erect it revealed its size in semi-flaccid state. It seemed to be half erect. A naughty and weird idea came to my mind. This old man was lecturing me about the modest behaviour of woman. I decided to test his morality. I said to him very humbly, "Pitaji, I know I have my faults and that I should not have screamed like that while with Suryya. But please don't make the entire family know about it. It will bring bad name both on me and your family, there will be allegations and counter-allegations by both the side. Let's sit in cool brains in my room and discuss about a solution."
My father-in-law saw logic in my words and agreed. But he said, "I was going to toilet and finding you midway, started talking to you. Let me first go to toilet, then we will discuss. But you must remember one thing, you should stop stretching your hands towards my sons and son-in-law for your carnal desires. Of course, Joy is your husband so I won't restrict anything about him. I don't want to see my family disintegrating over illicit relations with you."
I nodded obediently. However, as he walked towards the toilet, I came beside him and told him that the way to toilet is not smooth and littered with gravels, so I should be beside him in case he stumbled and failed to balance himself. He seemed happy at my sense of responsibility.
When he was halfway, I intentionally stumbled on him and while I maintained my body balance, my father-in-law fell on the rough surface that caused bruises on his legs and right hand. I repeatedly expressed my regrets and helped him to stand up supporting himself against me. I told him to balance himself by putting his right hand on my shoulders and then slowly took him towards the toilet. As he was taller than me and his hands longer, I let his right hand on my shoulder to hang loosely on my right boob, and as we walked, his palm frequently touched my right boob. My nipples grew erect and I was sure he too felt it.
Once at the entrance of the toilet, I asked him to go inside and relieve himself. But when he tried to take away the hand from my shoulder, he groaned in pain. His right hand had contusion from the fall and it pained to move his hand. Keeping his hand on my shoulder, I took him inside the urinal and locked the door from inside. I said to him gently, "I'm like your daughter, don't be ashamed. Can you open the zip by left hand?"
My father-in-law nodded in the affirmative and balancing himself on me by right hand made several futile attempts to unzip the trouser with left hand. Doing some job with left hand is not easy unless you have regular practice. So my father-in-law too failed. I once again assured him, "Pitaji, nothing to be ashamed of. I am like your daughter, I will help you."
Without waiting for his nod, my hands went to open his zipper and it was a rock hard cock of about eight inches that I felt. My pussy was getting wet. It was big enough that its length was not covered by my fist. Since it was hard, I had to struggle to free it from the brief and bring it out through the zipper. In the process, I touched his ox-like big balls, dark jungle of his pubic hairs. I teased him, "Even village bulls get hard at the touch of young daughter-in-law."
My father-in-law was blushing and his hard dick was twitching in my palm. I held it carefully and asked him to pee. His bladder was full but he could not due to erection he had. I moved my hand sensuously on his hard dick and said, "It needs to be released from tension. Did my mother-in-law ever served you like that?"
I asked him as I stroked his tool back and forth. He was too horny by then and instead of answering just groaned that revealed his rising passion. I looked at his eyes; there were lust, desire and forbidden passion in them. I whispered, "Do you still think me to be lecherous? Do you like to tell everyone in the family about me, pitaji?"
"No dear, no," my father-in-law gasped to reply, "You're my wonderful daughter-in-law. I am your slave. Make me do anything you wish."
I looked at his face to take delight in his sexual surrender to me. I knew I could even make him sign the property papers in my name in exchange of the pleasure I was providing. Such is the power of lust and sex. I looked at his eyes and said, "I have locked the door and we are far from the house. Do you want to feel me?"
"Yes," was all that he could say.
I wanted to tease him more and asked, "Do you want me to take up the role of my mother-in-law with you?"
"Your mother-in-law had lost her charm," replied my father-in-law, "You're hot and has a perfect body."
I folded my knees and sat on my feet so that my mouth was at the level of his throbbing meat. I used the tip of my tongue to tease his swollen maroon glan. He moaned in pleasure and excitement. His left hand went inside my blouse cupping my right boob and started mauling and playing with the nipple. His cock had now fully grown in size under my oral caress. I enjoyed the long and curly pubic hairs, mostly grey, playing on my lips and cheeks. I was trying to swallow the entire length of his about eight inches long cock though its girth made me to stretch my mouth to the extreme to accommodate it. From the gestures of my father-in-law, I knew that he was enjoying and he admitted it, "I never guessed that anyone can make an old man like me to feel like that."
Encouraged by his compliment, I started licking the entire length of his massive cock balancing myself uncomfortably on my legs and folded knees inside the small urinal. My father-in-law was grunting now and then, his hands were playing with those flesh balls which had previously received fondling by his sons, Joy and Suryya. I liked the way the old man was kneading my boobs as if handling the most precious things. His hard shaft was drooling in my saliva. I intensified the rhythm of sucking so that he would discharge his load faster, have his cock back to normal and can relieve his bladder. But twenty minutes of fast sucking didn't make him come. I was amazed at his retention power and heaved a sigh wishing that my husband, Joy, had such retention power like his father.
When the old man did not ejaculate even after thirty minutes of oral caress, I brought out his tool from my mouth. A numbness was spreading in my legs due to uncomfortable sitting posture. Planting a kiss on swollen tip of his hard boner, I said, "Naughty boy, he wants more caress. But much time has lapsed and someone may get up and catch us red handed. I will give as much caress as you want tonight. Let us get out of here now."
I looked up to see his reaction. My father-in-law's left hand moved at the back of my head pushing it hard towards his crotch and he said, "You can't leave halfway keeping it hard. It need to be normal so that I can urinate. Keep sucking like a hot bitch till I come."
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He almost pushed his tool forcibly in my mouth. I started sucking again while my hands played with his balls and pubic hairs. Perhaps it took another half an hour when I felt his tool becoming stiff and he was literally fucking my mouth as his hips moved forward and backward. I saw he was looking at me with lust in his eyes. I opened my mouth wide so that he could see where he was pushing his rod and soon he shivered and started to discharge jets of his thick, warm and salty semen in my mouth. I tried to swallow though some drooled through the corner of my lips, smearing my chin with the semen of my father-in-law. I used the pallu of my saree to wipe my face clean and also his dick. Its hardness subsided a bit but it was not limp. I lovingly took it in my hand and helped him like a child with shi...shi to help him urinate.
Once he relieved himself, I escorted him carefully to the main building to my room. I applied first aid on his bruises, pain killer gel on his right hand that had contusion. My father-in-law looked amazingly at me and said, "You're expert at everything."
I smiled and holding him carefully took his to his own room in the first floor. No one in the family had awakened till then. I took him to his bed. Before I left his room, he hugged me passionately, his hands explored my boobs and asses, and then he said, "I am amazed at the hotness of your mouth and was wondering what would be the heat between your legs. Will you let me to be physically one with you the way you let Joy and Suryya?"
I knew I had seduced my father-in-law and casting a seductive smile said, "Only if your sons and son-in-law spare me. I am ready to fulfill any of your wishes provided you keep my affairs with Surayya a secret and never think of sharing anything about me to anyone, including your son, Joy."
I knew that my widower father-in-law had become so horny after his encounter with me that to fuck his own young and sexy daughter-in-law, he would agree to any condition that I impose.
That morning during the breakfast my father-in-law raised the issue very smartly to everyone present that being inhabitants of city life, I and my daughter were afraid of sleeping in the ground floor which is more open and exposed. So he ordered that Suryya should exchange his bedroom with us, so that we would feel more safe and secured as the ground and first floors are separated by collapsible gate. Since all the rooms were almost of same size, the ladies did not bother about it. But Jivan, Ajay could see my conspiracy behind it to avoid them. They were afraid to say anything against the decision of the patriarchal head of the family apprehending that I might have hinted father-in-law about their indecent behaviour. But most confused of all was Suryya. He thought that father-in-law had heard our amorous screams the night before and to stop us from further illicit intimacy, father-in-law had found a way. None of the family had any idea about the intimacy that grew between the father-in-law and daughter-in-law that morning.
Suryya was busy that day changing the room. I could see clear frustration in the glances of Ajay and Jivan. My father-in-law also did another thing. He advised that since during the dusk there were unpredicted power cuts, either Nita or Tina or elderly kids should be around me so that I don't get frightened at sudden darkness. I was amused to see the looks of Ajay and Jivan when father-in-law pronounced his directives.
Later after the things were exchanged, Suryya took me to a corner and asked, "You said you enjoyed with me very much. Why did you then tell the father about your feeling frightened?"
"I didn't tell anything to him about my fear," I told him the truth, though it was not nothing but the truth, "He is elderly and perhaps heard our screams during excitement. So he wanted to take no risk to save Joy and my marriage. I am sorry, Suryya, you had opened a new horizon of sexual passion but I must obey Pitaji and after all, he is the guardian of the house."
Pretending to be a very obliging daughter-in-law of the house, I regretted to Suryya that we won't be able to meet further in the new arrangement. Internally, however, I was getting ready to serve my father-in-law that night in such a way that he would be my slave in the days to come.
I spent a major part of the day in grooming. I waxed my armpits, my pubic area and limbs making them smooth. In the evening after the dinner was over, I applied amorous perfume on my private parts. I retired to bedroom in the first floor with my daughter and my father-in-law locked the collapsible entrance to the first floor. I ensured that my four year old daughter had deep sleep and her stomach was full. It was around 10.30 PM that I confirmed my daughter was in deep sleep. In my bed room I changed my undergarments and wore sexy lingerie, thong bra and panty to be precise. The thong bra and panty, as usual, exposed more than what they were supposed to conceal. I put on a red satin sleeveless sleep doll the length of which ended above my knees. Thus fully prepared, I went to the bedroom of my father-in-law. His door was open. I went inside and locked the door.
My father-in-law was waiting eagerly for me. The moment I entered, he pulled me to his bed and while caressing my slender legs pushed the lower edge of my sleep doll up to my waist exposing my most sensitive zone that was covered with a thong panty. He pushed me on the bed on my back and his face descended on my triangle to sniff. He was amazed to see my hairless pussy and through the unstitched portion of the thong panty at the front pushed his lips to kiss my labia lips. His strong whiskers pricked my tender nether lips sending most forbidden sensation in my body. His hands went under my asses which were exposed because the strap of the thong panty was buried between my asses. I moved my hands to feel his manhood and it was in full form, warm and hard. As my hands touched his tool, it twitched in anticipation. I started caressing his enormous tool and the long curly hairs around it. My father-in-law found my dripping pussy and inserting his finger in my hole said in a low voice, "You're already wet."
I sighed and shamelessly admitted, "Since I felt that monster in the morning, I have been dripping all the day though I am scared at its size."
"Don't worry," my father-in-law assured while moving his tongue on my labia lips, "I will be gentle. You smell so nice and you're so smooth like silk. I never found such erotic fragrance in any pussy."
His tongue licked my nether lips and sucked them harder making me moan. He was slowly pulling down the thong panty and said, "I want to see your hot spot without anything."
"It's all yours tonight," I replied shyly, "You need not ask for permission and do whatever you like."
He pulled my panty out of my legs. My lower part was completely naked before my father-in-law. As he sat on the bed he surveyed the upper portion and started to unbutton the sleep doll. I shut my eyes in shame. I could feel my thong bra was unable to keep my big boobs inside. First came out my erect nipples through the unstitched part of the bra cup. Like a child he took the one in his mouth sucking it most sensuously while he played with the other taking it between his thumb and forefinger. My body was on fire and I arched my body in utter raw sexual excitement.
Though my eyes were shut I could feel his hand moving at my back and unknotting the bra knot near my shoulder. Once it was unknotted, he removed the netted bra cups exposing my milk white flesh mounds to his view and his hands cupped my boobs kneading them softly. I moaned uuuumm... uuuummm. He raised my hands over my head and sniffed my armpits, and soon I felt the wetness of his tongue licking my clean armpits. I never knew licking of armpit by the partner could arouse so much. I discharged fresh love juice and moaned again, this time longer, uuuuummm.uuuuuuummmm.
My father-in-law seemed to be alarmed at my moans lest anybody hear it. His lips descended on mine and our lips were locked in passionate kiss. We started sucking each other's lips in primitive passion. Soon our tongues were exploring each other. His beards created hitherto unknown feelings in me. I embraced him tightly with my nude body. His fingers were nibbling my boobs and nipples. My eyes were shut. He asked me to look at him without being ashamed. As I looked I could see burning passion in his eyes. My father-in-law asked me, "Don't you wish to see the monster you're going to take inside?"
I nodded and got on top, with my face towards his crotch. Slowly, I freed it from his undergarment. Its tip was wet with precum. I licked his juice, moved my face on his curly pubic hairs and holding it in my hands started to suck it. Very soon, from below his mouth touched my pussy and I felt his hot tongue getting inside my love tunnel and licking its walls. I moaned and discharged fresh juice. We played in 69 position for not less than twenty minutes and both of us were moaning in delight and excitement. At one point, leaving all shame and reservation, I whispered that I want him inside me.
We broke from 69. Looked at each other's nude body. My father-in-law said, "You're wonderful. I feel for you that Joy can't enjoy such a voluptuous body as yours and you're deprived sexually."
With a naughty smile I said, "You are here to take care of my needs and compensate what Joy couldn't provide."
I laid on my back spreading my legs showing him my dripping pussy hole to welcome his enormous dick. He was much bigger than Joy, he was even bigger than Suryya. But he was very gentle. Before trying to insert his hard tool, he kissed my lips, sucked my nipples, fingered my rectal hole and in a very caring manner moved his lips and tongue from my forehead to the toes and vice versa. I was shivering in passion, every nerve was on fire. His fingers were doing magic on my body and I felt as if I was floating in the air. My father-in-law brought his face near my quim and as if complimenting to himself said, "I have never seen such a beautiful triangle. You are very soft, tender and warm. You have the body of a Greek goddess."
"Are you flattering?" I asked, "Or you really mean what you say?"
He looked at me and said, "Tell me what should I do convince you."
"I was joking," replied I, "Just go on caressing me with your lips, tongue and fingers. There is a loving manliness in your caress that's turning me crazy. Be a bit passionate and wild. I want to feel the sleeping lion in you."
My father-in-law cupped my boobs quite hard circling around areola so that my nipples peeped through his finger. He gave mild bites on both the nipples making me utter oohhuu oohhuu and he smiled, "Like the hungry lion?"
"Very much," I seductively answered. He turned me on my stomach and slapped my butts, I moaned. His hands parted my ass cheeks and his lips kissed the crack. I felt his mild bites on my round asses and uttered aaahh...aaahh...aaahh and then felt his tongue licking my rectal hole. I moaned like a possessed woman. He turned me on my back and was kissing my inner thighs. In deep passion I caught his grey and black hairs in my fist and made his face rest on my wet crotch. I pressed his head from the back so that his whiskers were pricking my tender love spot.
Like an obedient lover my father-in-law kept his face pressed in my wet triangle. I never knew that oral caress by the horny male partner in my love spot could be so arousing and erotic. His took each of my labia lips in his mouth and sucked them hard. I was moaning without any shame or reservation at his oral manipulations. It was summer and I had enough sweating. Though I had used perfumes, I was sure that my armpits, inner thighs had some odour of my perspiration. But to my surprise, nothing prevented my father-in-law to explore each and every corner of my body with his mouth.
After sometime I grew crazy and wanted to test his patience by dominating him. So I made him lay on his back and got on his top placing my pussy on his mouth and clutching his head between my thighs from two sides. My hands pulled him by his ears and I said, "Just be my slave and take care of my hot pussy if you wish to put your hot member inside me."
Without slightest protest my father-in-law kept using his tongue tickling my pussy rhythmically and after sometime he pulled me by my waist adjusting my position so that his tongue could access my rectal hole too. He did not say a word of protest that I had straddled his face between my thighs. It was such an amazing physical and mental sensation that I was being caressed in this way by my own father-in-law, who even at 68 years had more vitality than my husband. He was submissive to all my wishes in such a humble manner that after about ten minutes of enjoying his service, I moved my scrotum from his face, bent down on his hard pole of flesh and blood, gave it a kiss and said to him, "I want to be its slave now. Do whatever you want, make me your whore. You made me crazy. I want to feel the wild bull inside me."
"Why a slave? I will treat you as a queen, dear," my father-in-law replied, "I am crazy too to play wild primitive game with you."
I laid on my back keeping my eyes shut and waited him to start. He positioned himself on my thighs. He parted my labia lips with his finger and moved the tip of his cock lovingly in the entire pubic area and slowly pushed the head inside. He kept caressing my boobs, kissing my lips and was slowly pushing his hard cock inside step by step. When it was half inside he asked me if it was aching or if I was feeling uncomfortable. I could feel him pressing his pelvis and with each effort making his way gently inside my tunnel. His curly pubic hairs touched my pubic area. With half of his enormous tool inside my tunnel, I could feel my vaginal walls being stretched beyond their limits. I instinctively knew that it would be quite painful to accommodate him completely in my tunnel. But I wanted to experience what it would be like. I pulled down his head by embracing his shoulder, gave a lip to lip kiss and whispered to his ears, "I think you need to apply some force to make my craving pussy to accommodate you in full."
"Are you sure?" asked my father-in-law, "I don't want to hurt or cause pain to you."
"To feel that monster inside me," I replied, "I'm ready to bear some pain. Be a bit rough and abusive to me. I got wet in the morning when you first used abusive language about me..."
"If that's what you want hot bitch...", he left unfinished.
His strong and large palm came roughly on my mouth covering it. He lifted his pelvis slightly. He looked at me with wild sexual passion in his eyes. Slowly he uttered, "You need to take it completely in me, you're going to be my whore, you hot bitch..."
And he gave a violent thrust. I felt as if he was tearing my pussy apart. Tears were in my eyes. I let out suppressed screams of pain as his hand roughly covered my face and his flesh dagger was completely buried in my tunnel, his balls touch my labia lips, I could feel his pubic hairs hard pressed at my pussy entrance. He didn't move and was watching for my reaction. Looking at my tears, he wiped them with his fingers and said, "Wet eyes, wet pussy. I like it."
My pain due to his violent entry had subsided by then. I smiled at his words and asked, "Aren't you happy at the wet cunt of your daughter-in-law? It can quench the thirst of your brutal cock."
"Yes, beti, I'm very happy," my father-in-law admitted frankly, "I was depending on my hands since your mother-in-law died. Now I have the hot pussy of my dear daughter-in-law to take care of my starving cock."
My father-in-law started plumbing. I had experiences of mating with Joy and Suryya. But I never felt my tunnel filled to such an extent with them as was with my father-in-law. I was moaning intermittently at his thrust and hugged his body tightly to mine. My hands were playing with hairs at his back. He was slowly increasing the speed and intensity of thrusting at my cunt. I enjoyed the hairs on his chest and belly which I felt on my boobs and sweating body. I recalled the image of chimpanzee that I had conjured when I first saw his muscular hairy body that morning.
My father-in-law was an expert lover. He went on accelerating the speed and force of his thrust and then would suddenly stop to tease me and I would look expectantly at him and jerk his shoulders to remind him to continue plumbing. He would smile and start plumbing again starting slowly and then went on accelerating speed and force only to stop suddenly when it was about to reach a peak and I was moaning shamelessly in anticipation of a climax. The old man continued this for more than forty minutes during which I had twice faced orgasms and given hard bites on his lips, dug my nails at his back and scratched his back like a wild tigress. His mouth and paws were also busy in sucking, biting, kneading my boobs and asses. But he had never been rough.
With his artistic mating style of leading slowly to the verge of peak and then stopping abruptly, I had grown not only restless but was expecting him to burst and flood my cunt. But he went on playing for, what seemed to me, indefinitely. After nearly an hour of such manipulative plumbing by my father-in-law, I grew so desperate that I pleaded to him shamelessly like a slut, "Don't ever stop...aaahhh... uuuui...aaah...mah, Pitaji... batter me haarder... don't stop...uuii...ooouch...I'm your whore...fuuuck mee brutal...make...mee your slave."
My passionate plea and my excited moans seemed to have encouraged my father-in-law, who with his massive hard cock started to plumb my tunnel like a giant. His hands were squeezing my boobs without any mercy, his lips were sucking mine with bestial passion and I enjoyed every bit of it. In this way the old man ploughed me for about another fifteen to twenty minutes. My eyes were rolling out in amazement and awe at his capacity of plumbing so long and just then I felt him going stiff, biting my lips and releasing jets of his semen drenching my tunnel in his sticky warm cum. The way they shoot on the walls of my vagina led me to another violent orgasm and I hugged my father-in-law in deep passion as we became one in body and mind.
We slept nude embracing each other for about an hour after which I retired to my bedroom. I was in that house for next one week during which I had my regular mating sessions at night with my father-in-law. Since then my visit to our house in the village once a month became a regular practice.
