Deepa Seduced – Part I free porn video

By : Jamesh8080

Hi friend’s what can I do? I get half filled story which excites me I think it will be completed but its doesnt get completed by the real author. Anyway this too I am sending is not mine, It Belongs to one Deepa Patil as per what she chatted with me. I like it as it’s a first insect story that I liked, I hope you too will like the same.

Next morning, my cunt was sore. I felt a little discomfort while walking. However, as the day progressed the pain was replaced by a gentle tenderness. Even after the painful experience of last night, I eagerly waited for the next night. I was longing to go through that experience again, wanted to feel my Dinkar’s cock sloshing in my tender pussy and then ejaculating his seeds inside my depth.

As I waited eagerly, I sensed a wetness seeping between my pussy lips. It was very strange; I had never felt like that before. I was dying to get laid again. I felt ashamed of my lustful thoughts.

That night, I took the entire length of his cock inside my pussy. My cunt was still sore from the previous day’s adventure, but I didn’t stop Dinkar. He continued ramming his cock into me and after some effort it was completely buried in my hungry depths.

Dinkar fucked me in a slow rhythm until he erupted inside my cunt, like a hot lave filling it with his hot seed. I rather liked the feeling of his hard cock jerking and erupting inside me.

After that day, for a just 2-3 weeks we fucked almost daily. But his work and late hours has already tired him as after a month it was once a week hardly he felt like touching me. He gets into bed and goes in to deep slumber even before I enter the bedroom.

It was almost after 6 months I noticed one day Sunitha our maid going as usual to meet my stepfather in law. I was thinking of sex and was curious to know what was going. I tip toed and went to the terrace hiding myself and was near the window to peep what was going inside. We were on the first floor but our terrace was covered with Asbestos cover.

I just peeped in to see and was mad seeing Sambhaji my father in law seated in a big single sofa couch with his lungi opened on either side or Sunitha our maid was on her knees on the soft fur carpet sucking of my father in law’s prick, while he was playing with her huge tits. The sight of my father in law’s prick, greatly excited me. It was so big and thick and so proudly standing at attention as the maid tried to take as much of it in her mouth.

I never thought in my wildest dream that men have such kind of penis. Before my marriage I thought seeing young kids prick and feeling Dinkar’s prick which was just half of what his father was having. I could not believe cock is something that you take in our mouth to pleasure a man. The maid was sucking him furiously. I was wet like anything. I could see my father in law gripping her hair and making her suck it fully.

Within 5 min he yelled “ahhhh chuutttdddd leeee ahhhhh”. I could see his prick spitting of cum in her mouth face and he kept on cumming for a half a min or so and then again she sucked him off dry licking his balls and cock for another 5 min. I rushed back to my room and was in my bathroom straightaway. I finger fucked for the first time in my life.

For the next 2 weeks I began to notice changes in my step father-in-law’s behavior. I don’t know why I began to notice the way my stepfather in law looked at me. I caught him, a number of times, staring at me in a peculiar way. He began to seek excuses to visit the kitchen every now and then. I normally spent most of my time in the kitchen or in my bedroom. Often, I found him coming to the kitchen on one pretext or another and trying to talk to me.

At times, I found him staring at my bosom with a lecherous look in his eyes. There were certain occasions when I felt his eyes boring into my cleavage. Sometimes, when I passed near him, I had a strange feeling that he had been ogling my buttocks. He started talking which in the beginning were just with respect to some work now days he was talking about me my family my sisters and all that stuff. I was afraid and got suspicious what made him change.

One day as I was working in the kitchen I tripped and fell because of the access water on the floor. My father in law was next to me immediately. I was sitting on the floor and my buttocks were hurting as I feel slam on it. I felt his hands came from behind and gripping me by chest he lifted me. I immediately tried to free myself telling him, “babuji I am ok”. But he didn’t let me go and immediately his hands were underneath my legs and he lifted me so coolly and took me to my bedroom.

I always taught in my dreams that Dinkar could be lifting me in the same way and making love to me. He tried to press my legs I immediately pulled my legs telling him that I am ok. After that day father-in-law often use to call me to play cards with me in his room. He would purposely touch my hand; arm while playing and I could feel his glimpses were on my breasts thru my nighty. I could see a erection between his legs. After seeing his cock get sucked by Sunitha our maid I always started getting wet sitting in front of him.

The third week after the incident things changed more rapidly, as it was a holi. Poor Dinkar left for his work at his petrol pump, Father in law too had gone out. Some of our neighbor came to our house and made me wet and colored me with all the colors in their hand. They were all women’s and at the same time I saw father in law climbing up the stairs and he too was drenched in color. Seeing him I went in. I was in a nightie and that was wet.

I was about to go in to my bathroom for a change he called me, and started applying color to me. He hugged me and I could feel his hugging a bit tight and for the first time I could feel his hard-on on my stomach and squashing my heavy breasts in the hug. He then kissed my forehead. I was wet instantly and could not control. I just excused and rushed back to my room. That was the first incident I literally felt his huge manly body.

It was a hug I ached from Dinkar for a long time. My stepfather in law was getting close to me every now and then on some pretax or the other. There was an invitation from my father’s place that my second sister was going to get engaged. It was an instant engagement. As usual Dinkar gave his lame excuse of work as his manager too was on leave and I was surprised to come to know that father in law said that he would accompany as it doesn’t looks good to send me alone.

We left immediately with my stepfather in law the driver and me. I was bit relaxed as he was sitting in front. My father was happy to see Sambhaji and they went out for something. There were lot of relatives and so I forget about my father in law till late night. With the function going on I was dead tired with the long journey, so I went to sleep in my bedroom, back where I left almost half year back.

We had separate beds for all 3 sisters. I didn’t cared about others or even my father in law. I just need a deep sleep. Even before I could have come out of my slumber, I felt hands all over me cupping, fondling and caressing me intimately. I was surprise and shocked it was my father in law lying beside me on my bed “Babuji kay kar rahe ho pleaseeee”. I hissed, fighting to free myself from his embrace but he was too strong for me and somehow my inner strength was not there.

The sudden impact of my craving lust was just too much for me handle at that instant. But somehow I managed to bring my hands to his chest and pushed with all my strength, but again of no avail. I think that he realized that it was a comprising situation for me I can’t do anything right now but just to murmur for him to stop. I didn’t want to do any kind of drama and that too in my own house with so many relatives around knowing that my father in law was mauling me.

He looked into my eyes as he slid his arms around my waist and tried to pull me close to him, but I managed to put my backside to him. I could feel his hard cock against my ass. I could visualize the same cock when Sunitha our maid was sucking it. I knew it was big but didn’t know it was rock solid as a hot iron rod. As I tried to pull away from him, he reached up and gripped my hair and pulled my head back and kissed my lips as I struggled against him.

He slid his tongue into my mouth as I tried to turn my head away but he held my head in place as chewed me on my lower lip. As he broke off the kiss to look into my eyes, I was filled with lust but controlled the same and said to him, “Babuji Pls Aap kya kar rahe ho? Bhagwan ke liye aisa mat karo! Please stop.” Mein apke beta ka patni hoon hoon.” But he was like an animal at that time.

He pulled my head back and gripped one of my arms and held it behind my back and said to me. Kay karu jab tere maa aur pitane mujhe is kamre sone bola mujhe kay pata tu yeh pe yeh. Aur teri nangi tange dekhe mera lund ne mujhe baichan kar diya abhe tu hi bol” Saying the same he leaned over and kissed me hard and slid his tongue into my mouth.

He then broke off the kiss and turned me on my back and got over me with out warning and while I was facing him, kissed me hard on the lips for the next 10 minutes. As I was gasping for breadth, I tried to take away my face from his hold, he quickly put all his weight on me pinned my arms over my head and continued the kiss. I was suddenly drowning into the world of desires, desires that were never full by my husband, but I was also feeling shame as after all he was just like my father, who was twice my age.

Suddenly he stopped kissing me but kissed down my body from my blouse, over my nipples and to my navel. This was breaking all my limit and I again pleaded him babuji please yeh kya kar rahen ho aap”. But more than half of me wanted this more than anything else as he kissed and licked my navel. He then kissed me down on the outside of my left leg to my toes, moving slowly up and down my leg kissing and licking my leg.

I forgot I was married to his step son and was trying to tell me that its just harmless and after all he has done so much for my family, what’s the harm if just wants to kiss and lick me. But at the same time I just couldn’t believe what was happening. His hands were on my buttocks, feeling them, squeezing them – he was actually caressing me back there! I didn’t know what to do. Till now I had though that I was in control.

Should I order him to stop, or should I just ignore it? If I would have got angry and shouted the whole house will come down there. Then, I was in two minds and said to myself I am no slut and couldn’t stand it no longer, it was now or never or else he will not let me even sit in the house when we come back to Pune as if I am all alone most of the time. “Please babuji stop, nahi to maine chilaungi” I said breathing heavily.

I could only stare in horrified amazement at his grinning face in the dark. “Please babuji” I said in a bit harsh tone of quiet command, but he only edged forward, and then suddenly, grabbed me by the wrist, pulling me close to him. His other arm closed tightly around me, and I was paralyzed with lust for the hug I always wanted. “Cahlo chilao aur jor se chilao call everyone aur sabkho dekhne de mein tere sath kay kar raha huw”

He taunted. “Mein teri pati ko achi tarha se janta huw, teri jaise sexy ladki ke liye vo chutad to bana hi nahi. Aur tune to mera lund dekha hi” I said “kay”. He said “Deepa abh ban mat, maine to ghat ghat ka pani pe chuko huw, kuch hafte pahele tu meri khidki ke bhar kay kar rahi ti I knew my stupidity and I couldn’t believe that he knows about my husband and me very well what is our weakness.

Hearing no words from me after humiliating me his hand slip down along the curve of my waist and once more pressed my buttock, squeezing it intimately in a lustful gesture. I felt totally devoid of control over my own body and mind. I realized that’s no point in making him afraid as in fact he was the one who was dominating me completely.

I was barely aware of his hand caressing my tummy, insinuating itself into my navel, inching slowly towards the folds of my sari. I was feeling so much shame and also his fingers were really tickling me so much on my tummy that I just let my head burry in his naked chest and my eyes were closed. I could feel his erect cock touching my stomach over my sari. I again felt his wandering hand press against the softness of my belly and move downwards toward my sari folds.

My sari’s folds were getting undone and I was in no position to put them back on. Then he pulled on my sari and pushed it to my thighs. I thought wildly, really aware for the first time that someone was taking off my sari, not even my husband had done this for me. His hand was actually inside my petticoat now and was edging upwards towards my now trembling wet cunt. I was taken aback by this and I said to him mumbling weekly, “Babuji, please yeh sabh mat karo Babuji, koi a jayega,”

He ignored my please, “itne rat mein kaun ayega, aur darwaza andhar se mein teekh tarah se band kiya hai, tu us bat ka chinta mat kar”. He raised both my hands above my head and pinned them firmly with one hand. With his other hand, he pulled on my sari till it was just a pile of cloth at my feet. Now, I was lying there in my thin blouse and petticoat. I was so ashamed my stepfather in law taking advantage of me, but there was nothing I could do.

Then he pulled on the strings holding my petticoat. Pretty soon, my petticoat was also on my thighs. “Oh, babuji mat pleaseee ruk jao” I again hissed, struggling wildly. My startling thoughts had thrown me off balance, putting me off guard, and now, this revolting man was trying to fondle me down. “Chinta mat kar Deepa beta, tunhe to mera lund dekh hi liye, is andhere mein main dekh to nahi sakhta magar sung to sakhta huw

He took advantage of my immobility and eased his hand inside the flimsy nylon protection of my panties and slipped down to the soft, hair-covered vagina. The fingers hesitated there for a moment before slipping inward and teasing slowly into the warm moist furrow of my pussy. A shudder coursed through me as I felt his hard insistent fingers down between my thighs on my naked genitals. I felt powerless to move.

He had forced his hand inside my panties – I had allowed things to get this far – and now, there was nothing I could do about it! I felt broken, but my mind was telling me that I am just a victim of events because it’s all the fault of my husband who was just not a man enough to satisfy me. On top of that this is the first time someone else was cajoling my vagina so gently. His fingers probed and searched in my cunt folds, exploring the smooth, slightly pulsating lips, teasing them.

I was surprised at my own reaction to another man’s hand between my legs, but couldn’t deny that the strange fingers didn’t feel bad down there. No, it can’t be! My mind screamed, it couldn’t be happening to me. But there was no doubt about it – I couldn’t deny it. I was beginning to Enjoy his fingers in my pussy, and in spite of my mind’s horror, my traitorous body was beginning to undulate gently in time to his insistent fingers between my thighs.

My stepfather in law felt a surge of triumph on sensing my submission to him. There was no denying that I was beginning to like it – he could feel sensuous flexing beginning inside my trembling vagina, and my whole body was beginning to shiver in anticipatory pleasure. Tiny moans of pleasure began to erupt from my lips and I leaned more into him. I was being subjugated by the betrayal in my body, my will to resist curbed by the greater mastery of desire.

His other hand was working for the first time on my firm rounded breast, squeezing and tweaking the hard turgid nipple through me blouse. Then, with a sudden upward movement between my legs, he ground his fingers hard into the wetly throbbing opening of my cuntal passage and wormed their stubby tips far up inside me. “Oohhhhh I moaned, jolted by the searing entry of his hard fingers.

His fingers continued their wild rotator plundering inside me, and I felt weird new sensations flow through my body. Oh this is better than when I did it myself… I thought helplessly in the daze of my passion, as I pressed my now hungrily pulsating clitoral bud down on the relieving hardness of his hand.

And suddenly, I was there, in that unreachable nest, gliding down into a feather soft resting place. “Oooohhhhh I chanted by pressing my mouth on his hairy sweaty chest, I’m cumming babujiiii ohhhhh my hips were jerking in a heated rhythm, and I was smashing my vagina down onto his tiring hand in ceaseless motion, and my hotly seeping pussy juices simmered down onto his fingers and lubricated them completely as they continued to instigate new and exciting pleasure inside me. Then, finally, when the heated sensations of passion had subsided and my body was reduced to convulsive twitching, a blanketing peace came over me.

My body was telling me that I deserve to be loved. After all I never what was a orgasm it was just because of my stepfather in law who gave me my first orgasm but at the same time my mind was just not ready to go down to such level, that too getting a orgasm being nude with my husband’s father as I knew it was real trouble once I am back in Pune. Before I could come to my senses I could see in the dark as he started removing his clothes. I was lying on my back with my leg slightly bent at the knee.

He then lied close to me started to kiss my neck, ears and nipples over my blouse. I was not aware of it when he eased on me. I realized this was not over when he lifted my hips, and started pulling my panties down and over my hips and slid down my legs. Slowly, father in law parted my thighs apart, bending and raising the right knee to give him even easier access to my sweet young un-fucked pussy by a real man.

Then, with quickening breath, he knelt between my ankles and stared with hungry eyes at my soft pubic hair and my cunt. I felt as if my cunt called out, begged to be touched, to be kissed, and to be eaten. The hardness of his throbbing bare prick rubbed against my ankles and I thought my! Its certainly is so hot and hard. I could feel the warmth of his palms on my inner thighs as his hands pushed them even further apart.

It was not until my smooth young legs were completely widespread that I began to regain some semblance of consciousness, and even then I was incapable of evaluating completely what was happening to me. I knew my naked body has surrendered to my husband’s father, and my legs were spread wide apart, that warm hands were stroking the insides of my thighs. Everything felt wonderful.

He paused a moment, waiting for some protest, then felt my momentarily stiffened legs relax and fall limply open again. He grinned and licked his lips as if I either knew or I didn’t know what he was about to do. Either way, I was permitting him to go ahead. He stroked my inner thighs gently but didn’t say anything in my response. He only knelt above me now, his face twisted in hungry passion. My eyes first time trailed down his broad chest and flat stomach to his erect penis that stood out like a pole from his dark curly path of pubic hairs.

His hand began to stroke his cock,Ab meri bari yeh, meri jaaan, Father in law said, watching my face with distress. “I’m going to fuck you, aur jab mera lund puri tarah teri choot ki andhar jayega tujhe satva asman ke kushi meh sus hogi, His obscene words both frightened and excited me. I was shocked when he took my both hands and placed it on his cock. Oh gawd it was such a hot monstrous rod just by feeling it, he parted my legs further and told me, “Chal ise apni chut ki darshan karwa de”

I was terrified just hold it and said “Oh, no babuji no Please maine nahin kar sakthi”
“Do it, jaldi” he said, softly but firmly. I started to protest, but when I encountered his hot throbbing rod I just felt like leaving it, “Ohhhhh Gawdddd, I moaned, as my fingers tightened around the thick fleshy hardness “Go on Deepaaa,” he whispered, lowering his hips between my widespread thighs. Jis tar se dalna chati yeh us tarah se dal de teri choot mein.”

I didn’t think any more about what was happening as I guided the fleshy shaft to the drenched mouth of my wet pussy. The thick, bulbous head surged between my cunt lips, then pressed slightly inward, causing shivers of new unwanted pleasure to surge through my abdomen. I didn’t move as I felt the pressure increase and my small, wet cunt opening starting to stretch.

Perhaps the sensation I felt could be called pain, but it was pain with an indescribably sweetness, so gooooood, not really pain, but killing pain with pleasure. Oooohhhh, Deepaaa you’re so tight,” Father in law breathed. “Dinkar ne abh talak tumhare sath kuch kiya ki nahin, He pushed again, and the ponderous head slowly pressed into my wet, hot opening. I was so well lubricated from his finger fucking and on my own that he knew it would be good for me too.

It was wonderful as I felt the full length of his hardness scraping at every hidden spot of delight within my pussy, and felt his cock head hammering at the portals of my untouched little womb. Slowly he thrust into me, inch by inch, until he just jerked his hips forward in one final thrust and his hard hot cock roared into previously untouched territories of my most sacred; treasure what my religious mother had always called my most precious sanctuary which was going to be just for my husband.

Aaaahhhh, I moaned loudly, as the lust-hardened pole of father in law surged deeper into me than I could have imagined. My father-in-law led me almost to the bursting point and I could actually feel every muscular edges of his cock through the hot moistened walls of my vagina, while I could hardly feel anything when his own son’s cock was in me.

He lay still for a moment as my passage became accustomed to his barbaric rod, the whimpers of pain and protest gradually changed to little chants of pleasure. Father in law started rotating his hips, grinding his cock against my vagina until the mushroomed head was beating relentlessly against my hot pulsing cervix. He rocked above me, thrusting with long, smooth motions, rising and falling, rising and falling.

I had begun moving my hips in unison with his simultaneous harmony. Already I felt tremendous jolts of pleasure arcing throughout my abdomen. Already my body was feeling more than I had ever dreamt possible. My mouth opened and closed in wordless moans. My neck tendons swelled, then grew taut, with the hoarse panting of carnal joy. His giant throbbing cock buried deep inside my pulsating cunt.

No longer did I think of anything, of my husband, my parents who were under the same floor my sister who was going to get engaged in the morning or any morals or anything. I just loved his cock moving in and out of my cunt which my body reacted and greedily sought more and more pleasure, and the obscene words boiled out of my, ohhh babujiii ahhh. I found my knees clenching and unclenching around his muscular buttocks with each powerful thrust of his wonderful cock.

He reached down and wrapped his arm under my head and pushing his sweating face down toward mine, and his tongue shot deep into my mouth, in a wild semblance of oral tongue flickering.

He jammed me with ever increasing force as my tightly locked young vagina continued to pour out hot lubricant, lengthening his stroke, drawing his huge rod almost out of the fleshy, moisture drenched sheath, and then plunging downward in quickening strokes as my cunt hungrily devoured it aaaaaggghhhhhhhh,” I moaned as his cock slammed into and brushed past the cervix, gasping and coughing with each inhalation into my tortured lungs.

The wildly fucking Babuji’s sperm inflated balls slapped hard down against the nakedness of my anus. He began ramming me with increasing fury, wanting to bring me to orgasm before he himself, came.

I screwed my tongue into his throat in unison with each new thrust that buried his burning cock deeper. I pulled my legs back even higher, offering him more and more of my greedy little cunt.

I was uttered surprised when his hand slipped down beneath my buttocks and teased at the flexing hole of my tiny puckered anus. “Aaaaggghhhh oh, yes! I just couldn’t believe till that time if that too was that pleasurable for men’s.

I have heard when I was in school about double cassette player but knew that you can play both side of the cassette that gives you pleasure. I rotated my ass down hungrily against his finger as it surged inside my asshole, which was a totally new pleasure for me. My first impression was again of that same sweet pleasure pain as I felt his finger sink into my rectal passage and begin moving in and out in time with the thrusts of his penis. The pain became pleasure, pure pleasure.

I began grinding up and down on impaling instruments, my toes flexed and splayed out, my full firm breasts heaving beneath him. Then my eyes opened wide in disbelief as I felt the first beginnings of the second orgasm of my life. Father in law grunted and hammered even deeper as he felt the walls of my vagina seeping the warm, sticky fluid of my climax. Then I was screaming, “Yes oooohhhh yyyesssss. “

I convulsed beneath him, my mouth and cunt both sucking furiously, my panting rasping breath breaking into great gasping sobs, my pussy clenching and actually milking him and my asshole expanding and contracting against his already deeply imbedded finger. Father in law was caught unaware of my sudden climax, and he thrust deeper into my vagina and anus, forcing my tortured crotch even wider. He fucked into me wildly now, as if ready to explode at any second.

Then, blessed relief. He gasped as I felt the sudden surging waves of his boiling sperm shoot like a hot lave bursting from his penis, and he was instantly lost as powerful surges of his semen spewed deep into the hot dark heart of my womb, contracting my little belly to the bursting point. The walls of my vagina continued to suck his penis milking, squeezing, massaging, clasping and unclasping to drain out every drop of his hotly cascading semen.

My wildly fucked young body suddenly fell back on to the bed, my belly still rippling from the aftermath of upheaval. Never had such blissful experienced that too by my own father-in-law who led completely from start to end making me a woman finally. We lay there in quiet contentment in each other’s arms for along, long time. Then Father in law looked over at me. I had a pained expression on my face.

“Kay huwa Deepa. Mujhe tere ma ke sukhriya karna chaiye jo mujhe is kamre sone ke liye bola. Warna yeh rat itni jaldi nahi ati ti, kuy deepa,”. I had question mark thinking was he thinking, of fucking me from that day when I saw him getting sucked by our maid Sunitha. I didn’t knew when I slept and when I got up early in the morning, I was full nude might be for the first I could see my father in law sleeping on my sister’s bed on the other side.

I quickly wore my clothes and rushed out to avoid any contact. I knew this was just the beginning but still I knew it was not correct. All through the day I dint made an eye contact with him at all. Around 3 when the function was over he told my father that we have to leave. I was terrifying to the fact what next. My father pleaded to wait but, father in law said that he has to leave and could take me along and after I didn’t believe what he said.

I heard him saying that there is some important meeting with a lawyer and I too also have to be present out there. My father had no alternative to let us go. I got a bit relief when he sat with the driver but all through the way he started looking back and talking to me various things which had no resemblance to anything teasing me about the night saying something else in a double language. While looking back I could look into his eyes mauling my body from each and every angle.

We started at 3:35 pm from Satara and where back at Pune at 6:00 pm. I was hungry and told him if we can have something out as there won’t be anything in the house. He teasingly told me, “what I want I cant have it here Deepa beta, you know that”. Hearing that I was shocked and was really tensed, as I knew it was going to be more then 3 to 4 hours before Dinkar comes back from the Petrol pump.

He never came before 9:30 pm till date and some time as late as 11 pm. He took me too a restaurant near our Apartment and hurried me to eat soon. At 7:15 pm we were in our Apartment. The moment door was opened I rushed to my room and closed myself in my bathroom. I took my bath and was trembling to get out. I could hear my father in law calling me. The sound became louder as he was close to my bedroom. I said to him, “I am taking a bath”.

I said reluctantly. I stayed in the bathroom for some time hoping that he would not call me again. I came out and wore my Salwar suit instead of a gown so that I didn’t want to tempt him for any reason. I heard him scream again “Deepa.” “Yes?” I replied unwillingly. “Can you come over here? I came out and was shocked to see him just outside my bedroom door in a lungi and t-shirt. Out of my whole time in this house I saw him just few times in his lungi.

He came near me and said, “I want to talk to you.” Yes babuji.” I was frightened as I could see in his ears what he wants to talk. His hands came over my shoulder. I immediately rushed the other side and he said to me, “Kya huwa, Please babuji, don’t do thing, its wrong,” I pleaded him. I could see he was about to attack me, but he controlled himself.

Listen, Deepa what is wrong, if it was wrong then it could have never happened right beta.”

“Please babuji ap mujhe beta bolkar yeh sabh karna chata hai, maine apka beta ka patni is ghar ki bahuw. He gave a mean look at me and said “he is not my son you know that, tu is ghar ki bahuw jaroor yeh, use pahele tu ek aurat aur maine ek mard, aur asal mard kal rat ko tujhe pata chala yeh.

Aur ek bat bolta huw tujhe yeh ghar mera hai aur mujhe mere ghar pe jo karna hai koi use koi rokh nahi sakhta, Taken aback by his sudden change in his style, I was shocked. He lunged at me. I tried to dodge him, but he was fast. He grabbed my arm. “Babuji please Dinkar a jayega.” I pleaded, struggling to get free from his grip.

He lifted my petite body in his arms and I was stunned as he took me to his bedroom, which was, almost 15-20 steps from where we were standing and dropped me on his bed. Now Deepa, kay bok rahi ti? I like a fool said to him “Please babuji abhi mat Dinkar a jayega” He gave me a lewd grin “are tu uska chinta chodh 9:30 10 baje se pahle to kabhi aya nahi aur abhi to 8 bhi nahi baja hai”

I was stunned that such crude words were coming from the mouth of my step father-in-law. No, mera vo matlab nahi ta, mujhe jane do babuji yeh samband tikh nahi”. I tried to get off his bed; but he grabbed me again and pushed me back on his bed. Babuji mein Dinkar bol dungi.” As a final resort, I tried to threaten him hoping that it would work.

Abhe rand” his voice suddenly filled with menacing tone, “Terko kay lagta vo rand ka beta mera kuch ukad sakhta hain, Dinkar to khud bhigi bili tarah chup kada rahta hainaaa vo mera kay ukadegaaaa aur tera pita to khud mere karz mein dube pade yehaaa aur jayda nakre kiya to dono ko ghar se bhar kar dunga kal rat koi nakhra nahi kiya jab mere lund apni chutiya se chudwate waqtaaa abhi kuy nakra kar rahi yeh tik nahi yeh aur vo tikh nahi hai”

I was shocked and couldn’t understand I gave him a terrified look; nothing came out of my lips and just wondered about my foolishness about last night. A fear began to grip me. Dinkar’s kuch kam ka nahi yeh, you know that very well;” Step father-in-law chewed every word he spoke. “If I kick you out, do you think he’ll be able to look after you? Tears began to stream down my cheeks. I knew there was nothing that could stop from what happened last night.

His eyes were burning with lust, ” God knows how long I’ve been dreaming about you, aur jis dinse tujhe kidki pe dekhaaaa¦ usi din maine Sunitha ko bola ta yekin nahin to puch ke le useaaaa tujhe to roj chodunga. I stared at his lust filled face. I was shocked he talked about fucking me to our maid. Dekh Deepa mujhe tu chaiye, ladikya to bot milte haie tujhe pata hai, par apne bahu yeh dost ke beti ko chodne ke maza hi kuch or yeh”

His voice was suddenly softer. “Dekh maine tujhe achi college mein bhi barti karne kar soch liye, ekin nahi ata yeh to apne pita ko phone karke puch lena. Maine yeh nahi chata ki to us khute ke barose mein Zindagi bita. College jake pad likhe apne pairo pe khadi ho ja aur mujhe yeh to barosa hone de meri itna badi jaydad kisi kabil hathon mein soupah du”

I didn’t believed a single word of what he was saying, but deep in my heart, I was aware that he was probably correct in one thing. My introvert and meek husband was no match for his father’s dominance. I didn’t understand why he called him a rand’s son. With my husband’s position I doubted that he would be able to look after us if thrown out of his stepfather’s house. I dared not think what would happen if I had to move out of the house.

So kay soch rahi ho, apne ageka khoobsurat zindagi khi bar mein? Babuji phir bhi yeh tikh nahi?” I gave him a resigned look. His lips spread in a leering smile. “Come on deepa kuy nakhre kar rahi ho.” He pushed me back on the bed. He reached his hand between my legs. I felt his hand groping between my thighs, roaming over my pussy. He fumbled to locate the cord of my Salwar and when he found it, he undid it. He then grabbed the cloth and pushed it off my thighs.

No please babuji.” I gave him an undesired pleading. I closed my eyes in utter shame. He pulled the Salwar off my leg and tossed it aside. His hand was now moving over my naked thighs. I felt his hands groping at my panties. Without waiting, he pulled them off too. He then lifted the hem of my Kurta and exposed my naked cunt. His bulging eyes were glued to my exposed pussy telling me, “kal andhere mein ise dekhne nahi mila”. He was slowly wetting his lips with his tongue.

My face turned red with utmost shame and disgust. I was so assured that not even once Dinkar saw me the way his stepfather was looking at my naked body. I was lying on my step father-in-law’s bed with my lower half completely bare, my step father-in-law lustily gazing at my hairy pussy. He yanked off his lungi and held his cock looking in my eyes directly and then looking at his cock raising his eyebrows and telling me how it is.

My heart was beating seeing his thick rod in light and so close, with his pink cock head gleaming with his white cum. He watched this with an amazed look in his eyes. His removed of his t-shirt and gawd he was handsome with all that muscles he looked a true man to me after seeing the saggy body of my husband. He was just 38 or might be 39 and was pretty young. In no angle I felt as if he was stepfather of my husband.

I felt his hand roaming over my pussy slowly. He forced my legs apart and spread them wide. Then his fingers touched my pussy. He spread my cunt lips. My body twitched when his index finger touched my inner labia. Come on, Deepa kay huwa abh” I felt his hot breath over my cheeks as his lips touched my lips. “Mujhe malum hai tumh kal rat ko buli nahi, mujhe malum yeh teri choot tadap raha yeh mera lund ke liye. He whispered in my ear and then laughed lecherously.

His fingers continued rummaging through my bushy cunt. “Oh gad, what a wet cunt you have He muttered to himself. He withdrew his hand from my cunt and positioned himself between my wide spread legs. He took his cock between in his fist and began running the inflated head over my slit. My mind began to revolt again, just like last night. This place was reserved only for my beloved husband, and now none other than his own father was violating it so wantonly.

He laughed like a maniac and parting my legs he positioned himself between my thighs. I felt his cock head nudging between my pussy lips. He gripped his cock, and placed the tip at the entrance of my cunt. I felt my pussy lips spread to accommodate the intruding organ yet again. He pushed forward. His cock entered mercilessly inside my cunt. I felt a sharp twinge of pain between my thighs; and I cried loudly.

It was paining, last night he made me cum and there was a lot of lubrication, today he was tearing me into two with his mighty cock. The pain caused tears in my eyes. I found his face grinning just above mine, staring into my eyes. When he found me looking in his eyes, he smiled lewdly and gave a massive thrust. His mammoth hardness tore into me. It felt like a burning rod entering between my thighs.

No please,” I wailed with pain please nikal do babuji dukh raha hai aaj. He laughed instead of caring for me “Stop crying, agar nakre nahi karti ti to abh talak tere choot meing ungliya dal ke mast gila kardeta ta, tujhe taqlib bhi nahi hota. Ahhh bol kal rat koi taklib huwi ti kay. He bent his head and kissed me. He held still for some time enjoying the feel of his long thick tool resting inside my hurting pussy. Then he withdrew his cock until only the tip remained inside. The pain eased a little.

He pushed again ramming his massive hardness deep into my pussy. I yelled again. “Aah Deepa what a tight cunt.” He gave me a lecherous grip, He began fucking me with long strokes. Realizing that he would not listen to my cries; I resigned myself to my fate. He didn’t relent and continued plundering my pussy with hard strokes. With every passing second, his humping got wilder. He fucked me harder and harder, and my crying turned to moaning and my heart was lustful just like last night.

Slowly the pain began to ease off; my cunt got adjusted to his savage thrusting. His rough thrusting cock made me so wet and gave his prick the lubrication it needed. My body began to respond to his humping. He was groaning and grunting. He continued fucking my pussy, with every stroke, his humping got more and more ferocious. Finally, he cried loudly, and plunged his cock all the way inside my pussy.

I felt his cock swell inside me, jerk violently and spurt his hot molten seed inside the soft folds of my cunt yet again. It yet felt like hot lava surging in my cunt inundating my soft enclave. He slumped over me; his face pressed between my breasts, which were still hidden beneath the kurta. He was panting with the effort. Surprisingly, I could also hear my own heavy breathing at the same time and on top there was the telephone ringing. His cock was till in me and he made no attempt to take it out.

I pushed him back. His cock came out with a loud popping sound. His thick cock juice that was till now trapped inside my cunt began to ooze out of my hairy cunt. I got off his bed hurriedly and rushed out to pick the phone. It was Dinkar I was breathing heavily and he asked me what happened. I told him a lie I was on the terrace and came running that’s why I was breathing heavily.

He told he just checked to see if we are back and whether to get food. I told him that we had our food just before we came and he can get his. He told that he is going out with his friend have his food with him and come home around 11. I pleaded him to get his food also told him that I will cook for him and all that stuff. He just ignored the same telling me that he will be back as soon as possible and to ask Father in law if he wants something. I told him he is already sleeping.

He kept the phone and I just came to sense that my Pajamas and panties where in Father in laws bedroom. I rushed to my bathroom. I undressed removing my kurta and bra. I started the shower and stood underneath, letting the shower’s cold water pour over my heated body. I could feel my step father-in-law’s cum rinsing off my thighs with the water. I realized that my body was still trembling of fear and lust. I was in fear to know how to spend rest my life with him.

I knew that I could not tell Dinkar of what had happened with me. No matter he was a jerk but still he was my husband. I felt I was fool to see what the fuck was going in his room. Still I was shocked to know that I allowed him to do all that stuff in my own house. I should have told him on the first occasion itself; no matter all my family coming to know what was going on after they were the one who sent him, my so called fucking father in law in my room. I cursed myself.

I came out of my bathroom just tugging my towel and was shocked to see that my stepfather-in-law was lying on the edge of the bed, facing the bathroom with his legs on the ground. His legs were wide open, and he was sporting another massive erection. I told you Deepa, and sorry to say that your jerky husband has no respect love for you, teri tadap ka usse koi matlab nahi yeh,” He smiled lecherously. “Aur ise dekh he still needs you.”

Life is really strange. I was reading a story in ISS about Nilofer. How she was sleeping with both her husband and father in law. Wondering how can a similar incident happen so similar in others life too. Similarity out here for me was just in the beginning and then I had to change and adapt to the society.

There were many stories about Father in law fucking their daughter in law, this one really impressed me and I am writing it down regarding a 60-70 % similar incident about me. My name is Deepa Patil before marriage and even after marriage it is Patil. I am from Satara born and brought up in poor family of farmer. I was the eldest and had two sisters. We hardly had anything what I call it as a life style, but my upbringing was very strict.

The moment I finished my 10+2 and I was just 18, I was married off to Dinkar Patil who too was just 19 years of age. He was from Pune. I got married in 1990. The moment I came to Pune then only came to know that there was no women in the house other then me. The house was lavish it was double flat made into one by Mr. Sambhaji Patil who happens to be my step father in law who like to spend lavishly and live a life.

My Father in law Sambhaji Patil or stepfather in law was a widower and he happened to be the one who helped my father with lots of money, which I already knew the same before marriage. In spite of knowing Dinkar has not even cleared 8th std I was married off just because there were rich.

Dinkar was very introvert person and top of that he happened to be the stepson of Sambhaji my father in law who was very shrewd mean person at least with Dinkar and even with others. He made a living with rent and investment. He had 12 shops in prime location and 7 flats and a petrol pump.

In fact Sambhaji was working at my husband’s fathers office 10 years back and Dinkar’s real father met with a car accident. Dinkar too was there and his father’s loss has made him somewhat mentally unfit for anything and everything is what he told me. Dinkar hardly finished his school. Sambhaji married my mother in law and took over the company and all her property in his name.

To tell about Sambhaji Patil he was just 38 years of age and I was really surprised that a middle aged man with no family and just a stepson, never wanting to get married was always a question mark for me. I came to know he was a very mean person because he was sexually involved with lot of women and even later on I came to know why our maid dressed very modern. I was shocked to know from Dinkar my husband she wasn’t a maid she was coming just to satisfy him.

For him women were just for pleasure and nothing else. In fact this I came to know slowly and steadily after convincing Dinkar regarding the same. I also came to know that he was very much afraid of him. Dinkar himself with a 2 months of marriage was telling himself that he was just a jerk as his stepfather has kept him in his control fully. He was afraid because he didn’t have anything; and he just completed 7th std

And always afraid of his father which was close secret which he never told me in spite of convincing him a lot. Dinkar goes early in the morning around 9 to 10 am to manage the petrol pump. He uses to come pretty late in the evening around 9 pm or 10 pm. Then our maid Sunitha around 11 am come, hardly does any work and spends most of the afternoon in my father in law’s room. I never dared to enter the same.

But just like Nilofer, I had nothing that a woman needs to call herself happily married. I was living first coming to know what my father will tell every evening once he comes from his work his ethics principal and now thinking what my husband will come and tell as he was very emotional coward and making a loss even by a penny was getting yell of scolding from his dad and was always afraid and all that stuff what you don’t feel your man should be called.

But till 6 months of marriage I too never ever in my wildest dreams imagined having an affair with another man in spite of the entire problem I faced with my husband. After all as per my mother he was God and he is the one who can do tell anything to me. As per her mentally physically financially I belonged to him, and all that stuff.

In my wildest dream I never thought I could have an affair that too to begin with my own step father-in-law. Here too I would like to add that it was kind of forced onto me initially, but later on I must admit I too began enjoying it. My relationship with my step father-in-law and is still continuing as on today that is after 18 years.

Dinkar too knows about it as my step father in law had fucked me in front of him might be more then 100 times till now. But in my life this, weren’t the two men who ravished my body. There were others who had fucked me in the presence of my stepfather in law who loved to see me getting humped by others.

This all happened because of my Dinkar my godly husband. The first night of our marriage was unthinkable event. When I was in our bedroom for the first night I was really excited. Dinkar hugged me on the bed. He kissed me; we talked in slow whispers for some time, I still remember the feeling of utter shame when he began to strip me. I made him switch off all the lights before he proceeded to undo my clothes.

After removing my clothes, he stripped hurriedly. In the complete darkness of our bedroom, I heard the rustling of his clothes and felt his presence only when he got between my legs. Then his cock poked at my virgin pussy. Both of us were virgins. Dinkar tried to insert his cock into my pussy clumsily. After some fumbling, he was able to insert his cock head into my pussy and I cried with pain.

He stopped pushing further, but didn’t pull his cock out of my pussy. After waiting for my pain to subside, he began to move his hips gently in and out of my pussy. Dinkar fucked me with only his cock head inside my pussy. It was painful at the beginning, but soon the pain began to recede, and an unusual feeling of rapture began to overwhelm my body. Dinkar didn’t push his cock further. I could feel his cock head moving in and out of my cunt and then all of a sudden he erupted.

His hot cum spilled mostly over my cunt lips and soaked my thick bush. It was a thick hot sticky liquid, and on that first occasion it didn’t appear very pleasant. Dinkar immediately withdrew his cock and rolled off me. I grabbed my clothes and rushed to the bathroom. I washed the thick gluey liquid that was sticking to my pussy and my dense bush. There was also some blood mixed with cum that oozed out of my pussy. Before coming out, I put my clothes back on. Dinkar has already dozed off yet to be continued do like the story mail me about your comments at