MOM AND DAUGHTERS

I realized in my teens that the only way I could fuck a girl was by getting married to her. I was the usual very gawky, shy, not so smart, not so manly man, growing up in a stuck up, conservative Indian society. I wasn't handsome or cute or rich or any of the things that are girls and found attractive. I had talked to girls some, but was scared to get into any relationship or have any sort of contact, afraid of what society would make of it.

Of course, I fantasized and masturbated a lot until then. But suddenly at 23, I had a degree in engineering and a government job and was a great prospect as a husband with a great future. I found girls' families lining up and girls themselves interested in talking to me though I am sure I came through as a blubbering idiot.

My wedding was arranged to a girl from one of the good families we had known for a long time, as long as I remember. She was the younger of two sisters with the older one being my age. At the time of my wedding, the older girl was married for some years, but had had no children yet. Rumors had started floating that she was barren and the chances were that the second girl (my prospective wife) would be barren too. But a rich dowry put paid to all those rumors in my parents' minds. A new car can make you deaf.

Anyway, as required by society I got married at 25. We had loads of sex during our honeymoon, which lasted about a month. (I will narrate how my wife and I both lost our virginities to each other in another story!). Soon afterwards, she informed everyone that she was pregnant. There was much rejoicing. In some places at least. The news of our pregnancy spread gloom over my in-laws house, with my sister-in-law and mother-in-law getting depressed and the sister-in-law not yet able to produce a child.

Now, as I had said, I knew my mother-in-law before my marriage and our families were familiar but not too close. The summer after the announcement of my wife's pregnancy we were visiting our in-laws' for the break. While everyone was enjoying the summer, I could sense something different with my mother-in-law, and to a certain extent with my sister-in-law.

One hot summer afternoon, when most of the family had planned to go down to the river bank for a picnic, my mother-in-law asked me to stay back to discuss some 'documents'. Thinking that she wanted to talk about some property and excited at the prospect of inheriting some land I agreed and stayed back. What she told me and asked of me was quite shocking.

She started off with some meandering story about offspring and gifts from gods, but finally came to the point. Her first daughter was not barren. She and sister-in-law had consulted with many specialists and doctors and performed multiple test to prove that. they had gone to the doctors on the pretext of getting sister-in-law treated but actually was to get all the tests done. The fault lay with her husband. Who better to talk to the husband but me?

She said, "Why don't you talk to him? Have him go to the doctor and get some tests done to see if he is OK. We need a child from my first daughter soon."

I was in a pickle. How was I supposed to tell a man he is not a real man? But I tried. I took my 'brother' to a local watering hole to discuss, but drink only makes a man boast about his prowess and I could get no word edgewise. So that was a mistake and a failure.

I reported my failure to my mother-in-law and she said she'd expected that, with a sigh and disappointment.

"So now, everything is in your hands, son," she whispered.

"What?" I asked, "What Can I do?"

She looked down and said quietly, again almost in a whisper, "What you gave your wife, you need to give her sister as well. Please think about it." And she looked up at me, expecting an answer.

"What, you want me to be a donor or something? That is something the rich, high-falutin people do. That is not for us. Sorry." I said, dismayed and amazed at what she was suggesting.

"I wasn't talking about donating. Something more direct. Something a man and woman do." she said.

"What? You want me to bed your older daughter while I am married to your younger one?!"

"A man marrying two sisters is not uncommon in our culture," she continued.

"No way I am that man. What will my wife say?"

She seemed to have an answer for everything, "She doesn't have to know".

"What about your elder daughter? Does she have a say in this? And how exactly are you planning to do this?"

"She has agreed," she said quietly.

"What, to sleep with me?" I asked.

"Yes. We see that as the only way. Her husband has work and he is going away tomorrow. I will send the rest of the folks to a movie. She will stay back with some excuse. You should try to stay back as well".

"You have thought of everything," I said "What if I don't want to do it? What if it comes out?"

"No one will know. And I don't think you will not want to do it. I have seen you looking at her. I see you noticing her body, when she is bending down to collect things and working on the yard, even when she is serving food and the like.

She held my eyes, "She may not be very beautiful, but she is willing and able, and will do whatever you ask of her. We have talked about it."

"So, tomorrow afternoon?"

"Yes," my mother-in-law said. "I will keep others out of the house. Not to worry."

She was right, though. I did start noticing my sister-in-law ever since I came here. My wife was pregnant and she had let herself go, eating everything in sight, putting on weight with pregnancy as an excuse. My sister-in-law, though, had a svelte figure, with right sized boobs, a bit bigger than my wife's. The sari she wore did nothing to hide her curves. When she hiked up her sari to work in the yard, I could see her well defined legs up to a few inches above her knees, with a promise of thick welcoming thighs.

Come to think of it, I had also seen her a few days ago hanging her clothes out to dry after a bath and noticed how firm her body was, her nearly flat belly - and most importantly, the pair of panties she left on the clothesline. Left me imagining that on her, the gusset on her crotch, the think waistline of the cloth across her belly. Man, I think I jerked off that night rubbing against my wife's ass after a few minutes of BJ and HJ, but obviously thinking about my sister-in-law. I could make this work. Permanently. I was excited and I realized I had a hard-on, and I could see that my mother-in-law noticed my expression and change in attitude. She had a slight smile on her face as we parted.

I could hardly contain my excitement that night. I knew I had to conserve my cum for the next day, so I did not go all the way with my wife, though she had pulled up her night clothes to have my cum on her bush as I finished after the customary BJ and HJ. But she did not say anything as I complained of a headache and pretended to sleep.

My sister-in-law and mother-in-law tried to avoid me, and I avoided them as well as I could the next morning. But once I almost bumped into my sister-in-law, and she looked quickly at me and hurried away blushing. I almost came in my shorts.

Past noon, I went out 'looking' for my friends. And then came back home, filled with excitement, my cock hard as a rock. I wanted to feel my sister-in-laws hands on my cock, her mouth and tongue on my balls, my hard cock deep in her as I plowed into her repeatedly. Quiet ones are the horniest I told myself. I will make her scream like my wife, as I have her doubled over with her knees next to her ears and me kneeling and pumping. Maybe she likes a finger in her asshole as well. Man, this is great I told myself as I reached home.

My mother-in-law was waiting at the door. She motioned me inside, and closed the door.

"She is waiting in her room. After you finish, please go to the terrace and make like you are reading your newspaper. Others will be back in about 3 hours. I will see no one come in, " she said all at once, breathlessly.

I entered the room and quickly turned and locked it. When I turned back I saw my sister-in-law sitting on the edge of the bed. Our eyes met for an instant and then she dropped hers. It was mid afternoon and bright outside but she had the windows closed and curtains drawn. Some light creeped in though and I could see that she was prepared. Instead of the usual sari, she wore a full length 'maxi' nightgown that covered her from neck to feet.

She fidgeted and looked away slightly as I went near her. I expected to be nervous, but to my surprise I was not. She looked edgy and nervous though, almost scared and I think I also heard a whimper from her, close to a sob. I put my hand under her chin and lifted her face to mine. She held my gaze for a few seconds and tried to smile, and said, "I am scared, I am sorry".

I said nothing. I only wanted to fuck this woman very badly now. I took off my shirt and threw it on the ground. I dropped my pants and I kicked it away. She was still looking down. I then pulled my underwear all the way down and pushed it away as well. As I straightened, so did my cock. Man. it felt so long, it felt so hard, and it was jerking slightly up and down. I stood doing nothing for a few seconds, waiting for her to move. She got the message, and she looked up at me, and then at me cock. She gasped at the sight. Her eyes widened. She put a hand to her mouth to stifle a sound. I grasped my cock and pulled the remaining foreskin from the head and exposed the dark purple tip.

Now, my wife's condition for giving me blowjobs was that I remove every trace of hair from my cock and balls and butt cheeks and asshole. So what my sister-in-law saw was pure unadulterated stiff cock muscle. I could smell my own cock and it smelled like heaven. Her head was closer so I was sure she smelled it too. I took her hand and lifted it. She resisted. I persisted. She gave up and allowed me to direct her hand. Her eyes never left mine. I put her hand on my cock and she immediately took it away. I repeated the process. This time I kept my hand on hers and curled it around my cock and directed her to pump. When I let go, she continued pumping slowly. The smell from my cock was overpowering. I could feel pre-cum oozing out of it. I placed a hand on the back of her head and pushed it towards me.

She took her other hand and placed it on my thigh for support and as I pushed my cock towards her face and her face towards my cock, she turned her face and her mouth missed the tip of my cock and landed on the side. I held her head in place and thrust my cock. Her mouth opened to the thickness of the side of my cock. "Lick it", I hissed. Her tongue came out and licked the side of my cock. After a few thrusts, I moved her head around with one hand, and lifted my cock with the other and her mouth and tongue moved on the thick vein under my cock. I thrust again in this position up and down, up and down. My cock was getting harder, harder than I ever felt recently, like a thick steel pipe.

After some time I pushed her head away, held it in front of my cock, and slowly eased my dick in the direction of her mouth. Her eyes were open now, seeing my cock coming towards her mouth and she knew what was expected of her. She closed her eyes and opened her mouth slightly. As the tip of my cock hit her partially opened mouth, she parted her lips and then allowed the width of my cock to expand her opening to accommodate it and then my cock was in her mouth. I thrust it as far as she could take it and stopped. This was the ultimate heaven for me. A woman opening her mouth to take a cock in it is one of the most erotic things I have known, seen, experienced. This was a terrific turn on, and if I thought I could not get any harder, I was wrong. My cock felt a mile long and a thousand pounds heavy.

I Put both my hands on her head and held it in place while I fucked her mouth. I must have thrust about ten times, when she started moaning. I increased my pace a little and she kept her moaning in sync with my thrusts. I was not about to finish in her mouth. My cum, after all, was needed to make a baby. I pulled out of her mouth and she gasped and panted. Her body rose and fell and she wiped the spit from her mouth using the back of her hand.

Without allowing her a break, I put my hands on her arms and lifted her to a standing position. I bent down and put my hands on her ankles and rode my hands up her legs as I rose. I could feel the soft supple calf muscles turning into hard thick thighs as I stood up. I did not stop until my hands were up to her arms and then she helped the nightgown off of her body. She was naked underneath. No Bra. No Panty. And I noticed - no bush. Her husband didn't like it, perhaps? Her breasts were a little conical.

I recall my wife's being well rounded when we married. I bent and took a nipple in my mouth. It was as hard as a marble. My other hand went to her other breast and started kneading. It was soft and firm and the nipple was hard on that one as well. I transferred my mouth to the other nipple. And I felt her hand cradling my head as I sucked. Her other hand came up between us and cupped the breast I was sucking and squeezed it. I think her second nature as a woman kicked in as she nursed me from one breast to another. After a while, I moved my hand from her back to the front of her body and started dragging it down between her legs. She signed, and a moan escaped her lips as she parted her legs, and I turned my hand and cupped her mound.

She shuddered as I slid my hand up and down. I then slid a finger down her slit. I was looking at her face, her eyes were closed. And as I tried to slide my finger into her hole, I encountered a little resistance. I pushed my finger in a little harder and I felt something wet. The next time I pushed my finger it went in up to my second knuckle. On the next try it went in completely and her juice oozed out onto my fingers and at that she opened her eyes and locked on mine. I pumped my finger in and out, and she grabbed my fist with her hand and followed it as it plunged in and out of her. Her gaze softened and she smother-in-lawed at me. At that moment we were not sister-in-law and BIL. Neither were we strangers. We were just a man and a woman doing what a man and a woman were supposed to do. Her other hand slid from my neck and looked for and found my cock which was as stiff as ever. She fisted my cock and pumped it in rhythm to my finger in her cunt.

When she was sufficiently sloppy down there, I pulled my finger out and gently pushed her onto the bed. She fell on it on her back, lifted her head and pushed her hair above her. She looked at me and went to engulf me in an embrace and simultaneously spread her legs to receive me inside her. But I had something else in mind. I pushed her legs down and bent and took a nipple in mouth. She gasped once more as I bit lightly on the first, then the other nipple. I was not done. I lifted my leg and straddled her chest and slapped my thick cock on her breast. Seeing this, she brought her hands and cupped and offered her tits to my cock. I rolled my thick staff on each of her nipples and slapped them hard. She let out gasps and her breath came out hot with each slap. I then lifted my legs and crawled over and straddled her face.

She knew what was coming as I adjusted the pillow to give her a proper angle. I raised myself and brought my cock down on her face. She opened her mouth almost instinctively and I slid my penis into her mouth. I assumed the yoga plank position with my body balanced on my toes and elbows and I attacked her. My thrusts into her mouth were slow and long and exquisite. I looked down at her face. Her eyes were closed, but her lips slid effortlessly on my cock. I could see the blood thickened veins on my cock. This was my favorite position. My wife liked it as well, and by the look of her it appeared that my sister-in-law also had some experience in this area. Somehow this position did not make us want to cum and I was in no rush.

But after what seemed like 100 thrusts, she put up her hand on my belly and pushed me off. I accepted this and as I pulled out and crawled back down, she let out a heavy breath and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and smother-in-lawed at me. She then spread her legs and reached down and grabbed my cock. I fell down between her legs on my knees and elbows and lowered my waist and looked down as she guided my distended shaft into her. Her cunt was highly lubricated with her own juices and my cock still had her spit on it. It went in effortlessly. I looked up at her and she was looking at me to see my expression. I closed my eyes as the walls of her cunt engulfed the entire length of my shaft. In that position I thrusted a few times and then gently collapsed on her. And looked into her face. She was still staring at me and now she smother-in-lawed. I did too, and after a few seconds of respite, I assumed the position again and lifted myself on my elbows and started pumping. The pleasure was immense. They say that all pussies are the same in the dark. But I beg to disagree. It is more mental. At this moment, at the first fuck with this woman, I would venture to say that it ranked right at the top. May be the best.

I stopped and lifted her heavy thighs and pushed myself into a kneeling position, and from there I pumped into her. I was able to see my cock sliding into her and hear the sloshing sound it made. I grabbed her legs further up and held on to the back of her knees and pushed them down almost to her ears as I doubled her up. I extended my legs back and lifted and thrust into her with increased force. Every grunt and thrust of mine was reciprocated with a grunt and a moan. It was almost poetic. My voice matched hers and we were in rhythm.

I knew I was about to come, but did not want to be in this position. I let go of her legs and she gasped in relief. But that was short lived. I fell on her, put my hands under her shoulders, and grabbed them for leverage and plunged into her with an animal ferocity. Our thighs made the sweet slap-slap sound of sex, and my grunts and her responses melded into a blur as I pumped uncontrollably until my dam burst and I could feel my cum explode into her. I came in immense spurts and with each one I slammed into her and she received me with a painful grunt. I collapsed on her, spent, exhausted and in incredible pleasure.

She said nothing and until after what seemed like an eternity I pulled my semi erect cock from inside her and rolled off her. She immediately looked for her night gown, grabbed it and rushed into the attached bathroom and soon I heard the water running. She had washed herself and when she came back and sat at the edge of the bed I could smell the soap on her. She had put her nightgown back on. I patted her side and went to the bathroom to relieve myself and wash.

When I came back, naked, she was lying on the bed with her face turned away from me. I lay down next to her and pulled her towards me and she turned and looked at me.

"Did you like it?" I asked.

She said, "I only want a baby."

"OK. But did you like it?" I asked again.

She blushed, and said, "You are horrible. No one asks that."

"Everyone does. Your sister likes it."

She tensed, "Let's not talk about others now".

I waited for a few seconds and then asked again, "So, you liked it".

She slapped my hand playfully for an answer. And then said, "You are big."

"Big?"

"Yes," she giggled,

"You mean, when I am inside you?"

"Yes!! Oh my, what do you want me to say."

"Inside where?" I asked, getting a little horny. "Here," I touched her mouth, "Or here?" I put my hand between her legs."Get out! " she exclaimed.

"Say it - cunt or mouth. Say it!" I almost shouted. I was hard by then.

"No!"

"You have to, or else I will get out now."

"I don't say bad words. It's obscene. It's vulgar."

"It's only me. Say it, say it. I like vulgar and obscene," I insisted.

"OK."

I waited. And waited. She then looked at me and held my gaze. "You are big when you are inside me, everywhere... in me, in my...my cu...cu.cunt. and mm... mouth. There I said it."

"Once more."

"oh..k... cunt, cunt, cunt"

"What is big?"

"You.. your thing... cock. Your cock."

"Say 'your cock in my mouth. Your cock in my cunt."

She just giggled and did not repeat it. I took her hand and placed it on my now hard penis. Her eyes widened. I did not wait for her. I just reached down to her ankles and raised her gown and bunched it around her waist. She was ready and opened her legs. She went to reach down to my cock but I held each of her hands in mine and held them away from our bodies. I then pushed her thighs with mine and then lowered myself into her.

My cock was like a self guided missile, targeting her cunt. I missed the first time. I jiggled a bit to get it into the correct spot and missed again. She looked up at me and laughed softly. I gave up and looked down and pointed my cock into her now open hole that was creaming nicely. One soft push and I was inside her.

She was moist and warm and smooth all at once. I pushed all the way in and waited. Our breaths started coming heavy and in sync. I let go of her hands and fell on top of her. She hugged me with her arms and her legs and thighs wrapped around my lower body and we lay like that for a few seconds.

Then she moved, and taking that as my cue, I raised myself on my elbows and knees and started slowly thrusting in and out of her. My thrusts felt long and smooth and unending. I felt I could go on forever. My cock became harder after every thrust. She got hold of the folds of her gown at her waist and pulled them up over her tits. She cupped one with her hand and with the other she pushed my head down on it. I sucked her nipple as she wanted. I opened my mouth and tried to take as much of the tit in my mouth as I could. I bit down, but not hard. She gasped every time my teeth made contact with the soft mound. I lifted my head and switched tits, and she cupped her free tit and fed it to me.

As I sucked, I put my hand down between our bodies, down to her cunt and then up the slit to where I could feel the hard knob of her clit. She moaned a long, deep moan as my fingers made contact. Then moaned in sync with my rubbing her clit. I did that for a long time. My finger rubbing her clit, my mouth sucking her tit, and my cock thrusting in and out of her.

By this time, both of us were drenched in sweat. When I took a break and made myself free from the breast, she lifted her head and pulled the gown over her body and threw it away. She was now completely naked as I was, and was ready to resume where we left off.

I knew that if I continued to be inside her I would ejaculate quickly, so I eased my cock out of her.

"What happened?" she asked, "Why did you stop?"

"Taking a break," I said. "Give me a minute. I am not a machine," I giggled.

She giggled back in response.

I lay down next to her, my penis still hard against her thigh. I put my hand between her legs, inserted my middle finger in her cunt, and my index finger on her clit and proceeded to twirl my fingers and hand and finger fuck her. She knew what I was doing. She reached down and put her hand on my wrist, but not to stop me. Her hand followed my motions and with each thrust she made a soft, sensual, erotic hissing sound from her mouth. Her sounds increased in frequency as she neared her climax, and then as she came, her sound became one long drawn out moan she tried to muffle with the back of her other hand as her body shook once, twice, three times. She continued to gasp and moan and pant as her climax subsided, and she turned away from me blushing.

"Oh god, what are you making me do? What is this you are doing!!" she managed to ask between her panting.

"You just came. Don't tell me this has never happened to you before."

"Never!"

"OK, this is what it feels like then." I said, as I turned her towards me and mounted her.

This time my cock made no mistake and it slid into her sloppy hole with ease. I took my fingers that were in her cunt and that had all her juices from her climax and put it near her mouth. She smelled them and turned away grimacing. But I did not give up. I pressed the fingers to her mouth until she opened it, and then made her suck her juices off of my fingers. She swallowed and closed her eyes and mouth and started shaking her head violently as if to shake the taste and smell from her. I looked down and smother-in-lawed at her, and she swatted at my arms in protest.

I lifted myself and started pumping. She placed her hands on my arms, looked up at me, completely relaxed and giving all of herself to me. We held that gaze as I thrusted, and my thrusts became faster and harder. She was receiving me without any complaints, and matching my thrusts with her own slight upward thrust of her loins and her grunts. I stopped after a while (people now call this edging, but I did not know the phrase then). I only wanted to delay my cumming.

I took one of her hands and slid it between our bodies and placed it on my cock. She held it with two fingers as I began thrusting again and again. When I knew I was going to come in a few pumps, I stopped and moved her hand that was holding my cock down to my balls. She held my small ball in her hand unsure of what to do. I reached down and directed her hand to hold and rotate my balls like, well, like balls. I took her other hand and she did the same. Now she had one ball in each hand and was rotating and massaging them.

I pumped harder and harder. She was grunting and moaning and so was I. Suddenly I could hold it no longer and with one final thrust I spurted into her. She lifted her body and met mine as I crashed on top of her. As I finished my first three spurts, I started thrusting again with the remaining cum spurts and finally I collapsed again on her after about six or seven thrusts. She hugged me tightly with arms and thighs, released me for a moment and hugged me again longer and then finally released me. I rolled off her and went once again to the bathroom.

When I came back she had put on her gown once more. I put on my clothes and looked at the clock. It was almost time for the rest of the folks to come back. I slid out the door and through the back staircase to the terrace. My mother-in-law was there, on the lookout for anyone who might come and interrupt my session with her elder daughter. Our eyes met for a fraction of a second, and then she looked down and away and walked quickly past me down the stairs. I picked up some newspaper that was lying on a chair and pretended to read. I felt spent, fulfilled, satiated and excited. I had a lot to look forward to.

That afternoon fuck session was, unfortunately, the only one we had during that holiday break. The party disbanded the next day with all of us going back to our respective houses. I could not even get a goodbye butt-squeeze in.

Now, she was in a town that was a half a day, if not more, away by train. The obvious choice was to meet her at my MIL's house which was only a short ride for me from my town. So we needed a way for my SIL and me to get to my MIL's house.

My engineering job at Indian Railways required me to travel to 'inspection camps'. I could get one of those and then make a convenient detour to my MIL's house without arousing suspicion. That was it. If I could somehow make this work. I am sure my MIL could arrange (with some coaxing) for my SIL to come to her house.

This was during the days before cell phones. Landlines and snail mail were the only means of communication. As soon as I had set up an 'inspection tour' I called my MIL on a public phone.

"I'll be coming the day after tomorrow. Please make sure she's there. And don't tell anyone! Especially your husband!" I almost shouted.

The plan was to come in late at night, slip into the house, stay in my SILs room without my FIL noticing and then slip out sometime the next day or night. The plan was wrought with danger, but I was thinking with my cock, what can I say.

She vehemently refused, saying, "What do you think you are asking. You think she will agree? How can I stop all the questions people may ask? What if someone finds out? "

I said, "You need to make this happen. Don't you want your elder daughter to have a baby? I don't think 2 times was enough to..."

"Oh please don't talk about the details," she interrupted. "I don't want to know. This is very bad and dangerous. I should have known about this. You are like other men. You just want one thing from a woman. Shame on you!"

"Do you want me to tell your younger daughter what you asked me to do? I will deny anything I did. So will your other daughter to save herself. You will be in a boat load of trouble."

She wailed and gasped, "Please don't do that. I will see what I can do. Just this time, please. No more. I pray that she agrees to seeing you."

I said, "She will. She knows what she can get from me."

"Uff, you are one bad man. You look from a good family, but..."

"See that she is there," I said, and slammed the phone down.

On the appointed day left my home for my trip. My wife, who was about 5 months pregnant at this time did not care much. She had her work, friends and parties and anyway, she slept most of the time when I was at home these days.

I reported for duty and then fudged some papers and claimed sick leave for a day and slipped away to my MIL's house which was about a couple of hours away by bus ( I was cheap. Could have taken a cab but that would have been too conspicuous).

I reached late in the evening, had a quick dinner, and spent some time in the bus terminal. When it was truly dark, I took a walk by my MIL's house. As expected she was on the terrace on the look out for me. As soon as she saw me, she moved away. I saw the lights go on, and I took it as a signal that this was not the right time. I strolled around for about half an hour, had tea at a roadside stall and ventured back.

This time all the lights were out. I approached the house and could see my MIL's silhouette on the terrace. Seeing me she again slipped away, but this time no lights came on but the front door opened slightly. after a few minutes.

I pushed the house gate slowly, but gratefully the sound was drowned in the noise of traffic on the road. I slipped in to the house and immediately saw my MIL standing next to her bedroom door ready to stop anyone (FIL) to come out. She motioned me to the other bedroom with her head and I ran to it.

In my nervousness and excitement to get in unnoticed, I did not have time to get aroused for my encounter with my SIL. She got up from the bed as soon as she saw me and when she realized how nervous I was she put her hand to her mouth and giggled.

I grabbed her and pushed her down on my lap and slapped her playfully. I then washed myself in the bathroom and came out and removed my clothes.

My cock was still not fully erect. She was lying on the bed in her familiar nightgown. I reached down and pulled her to her feet and said, "Take off your clothes."

"My! You are in such a hurry!" she said. But she did not complain and pulled up her gown up over her head. I could see that she still had her bra and panties on. That was enough for me.

My dick was getting hard. I placed my hands on her waist and bent down and kissed her mound through her panties. She put her hand on my head and pushed down. I brought my hand up and tucked it under the crotch of her panties and pulled it aside. I recalled her being bare down here but some time had passed and I could feel cunt hairs on my fingers. I pulled her panty down and lapped at her slit once.

She froze. "Oh! Mmm, what are you doing. Oh! Oh!" she cried out.

I did it again. I could taste her juices already. She was prepared for this, probably even looking forward to this with great anticipation and had creamed very nicely.

"Don't stop! Keep going!" she screamed softly.

This was new to me to tell you the truth. I had never gone down on my wife. Every time I approached her cunt, I could smell her piss and filthy hair. I even broached the subject with her but she did not seem to care for cunnilingus it seemed, And I was left to fantasize.

I lapped at my SIL's almost bare mound. She kept her moaning in sync with my movements. I did not insert my tongue into her hole. I just dragged the flat of my tongue up and down her slit. At the top, I stopped when I felt the hardness of her clit, and rotated my tongue on it.

"Shh, aiyo, ah! ah!" I heard her moan.

My tongue was being tickled and pricked by short hairs but I loved every minute of the taste and smell. She was now humping my mouth, and held my head in both of her hands, pressed it against her mound.

Suddenly a shiver went through her. She raised herself on her toes and went stiff as a board for a few seconds and then succumbed to a second and then a third shiver. Finally she let go of me, pushed away and collapsed on the bed.

"Oh my god! What was that.? I have never done that before," she whispered between gasps.

I lay down next to her and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand. I smelled lovely and I placed it next to her mouth and nose. She grimaced and moved her head away quickly.

I removed her panties, and turned her body to unclasp her bra, and threw both of them down. I crawled to her head and straddled it. She knew what I wanted and was ready.

"Open," I commanded, as I dropped my huge, thick, swollen, wondrously smelling cock down. She opened her mouth and received it with a smile on her lips.

I thrust into her with vigor and she took it in without any complaints. She was moaning in sync with my thrusts. After a while I took my dick in my hand and pulled it out of her mouth. I raised it high, moved my body up a bit and lowered my balls to her mouth. She realized what I was doing and immediately turned her head away and pushed up at my balls and cock. I stopped and looked down at her.

She turned back and looked at me and asked, "What!?"

"Suck my balls," I said.

"No!!" she exclaimed.

"No? Yes, I want my balls in your mouth. Suck and lick them. You'll like it. I WILL like it."

"No way!"

"OK, maybe next time," I said and I crawled down.

She reached for my cock and guided it into her sloppy cunt. I slid in effortlessly. Oh, the exquisite pleasure of having your cock enclosed by moist, warm cunt.

"Mmmm," I moaned. "It's sooo good. Fucking, hell!!"

Man, I wanted to stay like that forever. I did not move and wanted to see her reaction. She had sighed and closed her eyes as I entered her and was anticipating my thrusts.

She opened her eyes when she saw me motionless. "What happened?!"

"I can't move," I said,

"What? What is happening? Is something wrong?"

"Yes. My balls need to be sucked before I can fuck!" I said, with a grin on my face.

"Get out!"

"Really? I will if you want me to," I replied, and made to pull out.

"No, wait, OK, just once, a little," she said. I pulled out and crawled to her head.

"You are disgusting! It smells! Uff"

"Not really. It's the best smell in the world.C'mon!!" I implored her.

She opened her mouth and I lowered my balls onto it. She grimaced as she tasted my balls. I raised and lowered myself.

I said, "Lick them."

She complied. Her tongue came out and swirled around my balls. First on one, and then on the other, and when she had enough she pushed me up and away and turned her head and spit on the floor.

"I am not doing that AGAIN," she protested softly.

"Oh yes, you will," I said.

I pushed her on her back and climbed on top and thrust into her cunt. I fucked her in this position for a long time. I went to he edge and came back numerous times. We were drenched in sweat after about 20 minutes. She was hugging me tightly, her arms around my back and her thighs crunching my waist.

"Don't go. Stay. Don't stop," she panted, as I took one of my breaks.

"OK," I said, and I resumed my slow thrusts after a while.

I then remembered what I did to her the second time we fucked. I slid my hand between our bodies and place a finger on her clit and started rubbing.

"Oh! no, don't, it's too much, oooo, aiiyo!!" she gasped.

I stopped but it was too late. She shuddered into an orgasm and shivered once and then again.

"Oh god! Oh hell! Oooh," she groaned.

Seeing that I felt myself give way too and I pulled up for my final thrusts. They were hard and strong thrusts. I could not imagine how she handled it.

"Oh! oh! aiyo! aiyo! " she gasped, as I pounded her with increasing intensity as I reached towards my orgasm.

I spurted my cum into her. My orgasm was intense and long. I must have dumped my biggest load in her. I knew she could feel my cock pulsing against the walls of her cunt as I ejaculated. Maybe she even felt the cum dropping into her womb.

"Fuck... fuck," I managed to say, as I collapsed on top of her, my cock in her cunt. I stayed there until she pushed me away. We lay there, quietly panting with our hands on each others bodies.

"You are too much, you know," she said. "You are like a mad dog when you do it. You are so noisy and wet and smelly"

"But you like it, though, right?" I asked.

"Shut up!" she said.

"Noisy? It's you as well. It is the fuck-fuck sound we make. fuck-fuck-suck-lick."

"No. Mother says we are very noisy. Thank goodness, father is a sound sleeper or else he would have woken up!"

"I will be quiet next time," I said, and asked, "When is the next time? Sometime tonight, or tomorrow morning?"

She again slapped me playfully.

"I am going to sleep, you do too," she said, as she picked up her clothes and went to the bathroom.

When we had cleaned up, we lay hugging each other. "Oh, I forgot I got you something," I said and got up to open the bag I had brought with me. "Here," I extended my hand with the package.

"I don't want anything," she pouted. But she took the package anyway and opened it. In it I had 3 pairs of panties and matching bra, not of the highest quality but close, with a brand name she recognized and would be out of the price range of most of the women we knew.

"Wow!! So beautiful, such nice material and colors," she exclaimed.

"Wear it," I said.

"What? Now?" she asked.

"Yes, sleep with them on," I said.

"Maybe just the bottom. I don't wear a bra while sleeping."

"OK," I said.

Panties were growing to be a fetish of mine. I had started getting expensive panties for my wife since we got married. And I loved to see her try on new ones in front of me and show me how they fit on her ass and mound. How packed they were around the gusset of her panty. But that was before she got pregnant. Now she wore those generic mommy panties. It would be a long time before I got her one of the new ones.

We fell asleep surprisingly very shortly after she put on her new panties. We cuddled and spooned and found all sorts of new positions to sleep in.

Sometime during the night I awoke up and found myself facing her back. Our torsos were touching. My dick was semi erect and was up against the fabric of her panty.

The dim light in her room was enough to see the cut of her panty, the wedgie made by her ass crack, the gusset crunched between her thighs. It was too hot and erotic and arousing for me to see her panty covered ass even in the night.

Soon enough I was hard as a rock. I was ready to fuck. But before that I wanted to run my cock on her ass. I held her shoulders and started to hump her ass with my cock. It felt so great to feel her panty cloth on my dick and to feel the thickness of her ass. I moved her so I could align my dick with her ass crack and I rode it up and down.

I must have come close to ejaculating about a dozen times. My dick was about to explode every time but I held back. I wanted to rub the crotch of her panty with my cock, so I rolled her on to her back, and spread her legs. I knelt near her crotch and humped her panty's gusset. My! The feel of her cunt hairs beneath the panty and the way they scratched my cock made me delirious.

But suddenly she awoke and lifted her head to see what I was doing. I had grabbed my cock that instant and was trying to put in between her panty and body.

She just mumbled, "oh ..," and then she was sitting up looking at me. Then it dawned on her as to where she was and who I was and what we were up to.

"Go to sleep," she said, and laid her hand on my chest to push me away.

"I can't sleep," I said.

"Well, I am going to," she said, and flopped down.

I had a better idea. I grabbed her up and dragged her out of the bed towards the bathroom. I turned the light on so she could see my engorged dick. I took her hand and made her stroke my dick.

"Stoke it now. I want to watch you do it," I hissed.

I wanted her to give me a hand job and I wanted her to see me cum, see my cum spurting out onto the floor like it did inside her.

I said, "Yes, keep doing it. I want you to see me finish. I want you to see my cum. Oh! Not too tight! No nails!"

She was sleepy but she got the idea. Obviously she had done this before. She put an arm around my waist for support and continued to massage my dick, and I put my hand inside her panty from behind and grabbed an ass check.

I kneaded her ass as she slowly pumped my cock, I let my hand go down between her legs and touch her cunt hairs from behind. My hand traversed her ass crack and my middle finger poked at her asshole.

"Hey, chee, dirty man!" she said sleepily, but did not stop me.

I put my hand and kept it on the cleft where her thigh and butt met, and moved it from one leg to the other. Soon though, I was up to my breaking point. I took my hand away from her panty. I let my arms fall to me side. She was still pumping, oblivious of the fact that I would spurt any moment. I pushed her other hand away and now the only contact between us was her fist around my thick dick, pumping away.

I groaned as i neared my climax and she stopped, thinking she was hurting me. "Fuck, don't stop!" I cried.

And she resumed stroking. My first spurt was small, a dribble on her hand. I knew she'd be surprised and take her hand away, but I held her fist and pumped my dick with her hand. My second spurt was enormous. It landed almost six feet away. My third, fourth, and fifth spurts were huge and long and they came with about 2 seconds of each other and splattered to the ground. I continued pumping till my tenth spurt died down and tricked on her hand.

"Oh my god!! " she exclaimed, in horror or excitement or pleasure or surprise - I did not know.

But she took her hand away and saw my cum on it and immediately went to the washbasin to wash it off. I felt spent and exhausted. I leaned against the wall and watched her wash and dry her hand on a towel.

She looked at me and smiled wickedly and naughtily, "That was too much. You are such a nasty man!" she whispered

"Not nasty enough" I said, and approached her.

"No, enough," she said and escaped my clutches and went to the bedroom.

I washed and joined her in bed. It was still too early, and I knew we would have another session when we got up. I slept peacefully.

I woke up to the sounds of traffic, birds and vendors outside shouting their wares from their trolleys. My sister-in-law (SIL) was pushing me, trying to wake me up.

"What? Wait! What do you want?" I asked groggily.

"Just get up. It's morning time," she said.

'So? Let me sleep for some more," I said and lay back.

She did not let up. She twisted my hair, pinched my chest, grabbed hold of my nipple, massaged my arms until I opened my eyes. She smiled sensuously and slid a hand inside my shorts. I knew what was happening. This girl was horny and she wanted to be fucked!

"What, I can't. Too tired. Too much last night," I said in jest.

She took it seriously and almost whacked my head with her other hand.

"Alright, I know. You want me in you. You want a cock. Say it and only then I will fuck you," I said.

"No. You want it as much as I do. So you can get up and do it or I am going to help my mom in the kitchen"

"OK, I'll be back," I said, and went to take a piss and wash in the bathroom.

I came back and she put a finger to her lips. "Quiet. Father is up, having breakfast. Wait till he leaves."

"Wait for what?" I whispered, smiling.

"Shut up! " she hissed.

I went to her and dropped my shorts. My cock was still limp. "Oh no, I can't get it up! So sorry. Don't know what to do. Man, can't fuck now," I said, not half serious.

" Shut up and get in here," she demanded, pointing to the bed.

I positioned the pillows so I could sit on the bed with me back on the headboard. I parted my legs and my cock flopped to one side.

She had worn her nightgown, and now looked very sensuous, with her hair all over her face, and a sly smile as she looked at my cock. It was starting to stiffen. Without hesitation, she took it in her hand and started jerking it.

"Not so hard, it will come off!" I cried, jokingly, at which she pulled even harder.

I grabbed her hair and then her head and pushed it down on my flaccid cock. She took in in her mouth and her head rose and fell on my cock.

"Put some spit on it" I said, and she did, with my cock still in her mouth.

It was growing thicker by the second. I could feel it and so could she. I realized this was the first time we were fucking in daylight. She lifted her head totally off of my cock, took my cock in her hand and proceeded to lick it on all sides with her tongue.

She moved her head sideways to get to the thickest part of my cock near the base. She lifted my cock and licked and kissed the thick vein that went all the way up. She then lifted her head again and engulfed the entire head with her mouth and slid down and up, up and down on my cock. I could see her spit rolling off the side of her mouth.

"Oh god! It's so good. How hard and thick. I want to keep this in my mouth forever. Mmm, mmm. I love how it smells," she said.

Then she fisted my cock, raised her head so only the head of my cock was in her mouth and started stroking my cock into her mouth.

The whole scene was so hot, erotic and arousing. I almost left my skin. I pulled her up to me. As she came up, she rolled her gown up and over her head and threw it down.

She had no bra on, but wore the panty I'd given her last night. She put her thumbs inside her panties and pulled them down. Then she went to lie down beside me, but I stopped her. I held her waist and lifted her and as she faced me, and I dropped her on my cock. I missed the mark and my cock hit her below her cunt hole and almost up her asshole."Ouch!" she said.

"Why not?!"

"No way," she said. And reached down and grabbed my cock and slid it into her cunt.

"Oh!...mmmm, amma .. my god!! fuck!! fuck!! fuck!!" she whispered. It was the first time she had used the fuck word with me.

At this point she put her hands on my chest, and I cupped her ass cheeks with my palms, and pushed up. And she knew what she had to do. She pumped up and down using her knees, and my cock slid easily in and out of her slit.

She moaned as we fucked. I moved my hands from her cheeks to her waist and held her, and she stopped. I pumped up into her from below, and my thrusts were more ferocious than hers.

And she cried out, "oooh, amma, aiyooo, ah, ah, ah" in time with my thrusts.

Her eyes were closed. Her mouth was half-open, her breast bobbing up and down softly and her nipples were hard. I stopped pumping, and with my hands still on her waist, and my cock still in her cunt, I twisted her and plonked her on the bed and began thrusting. She raised her legs up, I put my hands on the back of her knees and doubled her up and went berserk, plunging into her. Both of us were grunting and moaning and crying out softly.

"Fuck.. fuck.. fuck," she kept repeating as I pushed in and pulled out of her.

I whispered, "Say 'cunt', 'cock', 'cunt'. Come on. I want to hear it."

"Oh. oh k..cunt, my cunt, your cock in my cunt! oooh, oooh."

In the same position, I let myself cum in her. If I had pressed her hard before, now I almost broke her with my thrusts as I came in long, beautiful spurts in her. It was so exquisite to come in her moist, warm, smooth, oiled cunt. I let her legs fall to the bed and she gasped in relief and exhaustion.

Both our bodies were heaving and falling and she managed to say, "Please... enough.. I cant do it anymore..on my, mmmm."

I said, "Enough for now... We will fuck again, and again. I can't get enough. I cant stop...fuck, you are so good."

When our breaths subsided, she looked at me and asked, "Is this how it is with every girl for you?"

"Every girl? What do you mean? I have only fucked you and your sister. No one else."

"Really? Promise!"

"I swear. You sister was like you.. is like you. I was like you. I knew nothing about fucking. All I saw were some magazines, books and blue movies. No one taught me. No one teaches anybody. Men just do it. Your sister likes it, by the way."

"We promised not to talk about others."

"You started it...," I said.

She thought about something for a while and then said, "Not all men are like this. My husband is not like you. He finishes in 2 minutes," she sighed, and looked at me.

"My brother-in-law? Really? He is so manly, his body is much bigger than mine, what muscles. I have seen him in the gym. Whoa, I think you are lying," I said.

"No. Appearances are deceiving. I thought so too when I got married. To tell you the truth, I though you were like him as well when I saw you. A few of my friends also have the same problem with their husband, though some had babies."

"You said we shouldn't talk about others," I reminded her.

"I am just saying," was her response. "Anyway, I don't know if I will have a baby. We'll have to wait for 2 weeks to see if I get my period. Girls stuff."

"Hmmm, ok. We can still fuck though, right," I asked.

She reached out and slapped my thigh.

"What else do you see in magazines and movies," she asked. "What else is there?"

I propped myself on my elbow and faced her, "There are many things people do. Many strange things that normal people don't do."

"Like what?" she asked.

"Wouldn't you want to know," I said, and smiled.

"Yes, tell me."

"Well," I explained, "for starters, a woman has 3 holes. And we have tried only 2."

She let it sink in for a few seconds, "What! You have seen people do that? That big thing up there. No way. I am not going to let anyone do that. Its shit out there. Gross!"

"We almost did."

"Yeah, I stopped you. You are a pervert. What else?"

"Some men like to finish on a woman's body, face, ...boobs..," I waited, "..,ass, cunt."

She slapped me again, "I know you do. Don't lie."

"Yes I do. Your sis..."

"Stop. Don't say anything more," she interjected.

"Some men like to finish in the..."

"The what?" she asked. And I took my finger and placed it on her lips, and slid it in her mouth.

"What? the mouth? Take that stuff and eat it? DISGUSTING, don't you think for a second that I will do it. And don't say anything about my sister, either."

The truth was that I fantasized about coming in a woman's mouth, but my wife forbade it absolutely. So no way I could fulfill my fantasy. Yet.

"There's other crazy stuff. A woman with 2 or more men. Taking in all holes..."

"ENOUGH!" she cried. I don't want to hear anymore. I am happy with what I am doing so far. Ugh..men are pigs. Worse than pigs."

"OK" I said and fell back down.

A couple of hours later, MIL announced the coast was clear and I went and had my breakfast. It was time for me to leave soon after so I returned to the room to pack up. My SIL came in too, to help me.

"So, when next?" I asked.

"Not soon. I can't get way so easily."

"Don't you want to?" I asked.

"Yes, but...," she started to say, but I stopped her.

As I pushed up against her, I knew she could feel my thick cock in my pants.

"Stop it! It's time for you to go," she whispered.

"I can go a little later," I said, as I turned her towards a window.

The window was an old one, with four wood panels, but no glass. It had iron bars in a floral design. the top 2 panels were open and let the mid-morning light in. She turned and saw what I wanted,

"What? Again, so soon?" she said in mock surprise.

I bent her and pushed up against her ass. She reached out and grabbed the iron bars with both her hands. I bent down and placed my hands on her ankles and rode them up her legs. Her Sari and inside petticoat rode up with my hands. I bunched them up above her waist.

She was wearing one of the new panties I'd given her. Man, that panty covered ass, with a wedgie made by her ass crack and the bulge of her cunt from behind was overwhelming. I cupped my hand and placed in on her soft mound from behind. She sighed and let out a soft breath. I could feel the wetness of her hole, and the soft curly hairs of her cunt on my hand.

I pulled down my pants and underwear and my cock jerked up and hit her ass. I hooked my fingers on the waistline of her panties and pulled them down to her feet. She stepped out of them and kicked them aside.

I placed my hands between her thighs and pushed her legs apart. She did not complain. I then grabbed her ass cheeks for support. I bent and pushed my cock into her cunt from behind. She was so ready for me. She moaned and grunted as I pushed in and out of her softly.

This position made for a tighter connection and I felt my cock being grabbed in a vice like hold by her cunt. Gradually she eased, and creamed beautifully. I could see her cream on my cock as I pulled out.

I grabbed her ass cheeks and pushed them apart. I wanted to see her asshole. Seeing a woman's asshole while she was being fucked remains one of the most erotic things for me. To see a clean shaven puckered asshole, or one with hair surrounding it or in it is an immense turn on for me.

My SIL's asshole was a thing of beauty. She had previously shaved her cunt and asshole area but now the hairs were growing back. Her cunt hairs grew on each side of her slit and then joined together into one string below her cunt and then spread again around her asshole and went up her ass crack.

As I went in and pulled out of her cunt with my cock, I could see her asshole expand and contract. This was like poetry in motion. My cock felt huge and I was nowhere near completion. But her position was uncomfortable I guess, and she said, "Uff, finish quickly. It hurts bending like this."

I eased her up, and as I did my cock slipped out of her cunt. I pushed her back against a wall, and made her face me. Her clothes had fallen back down by now, so I bent down to roll them up over her waist again. She held them with one hand, and put the other hand over my shoulder for support.

Then I lifted one of her legs and held it in the crook of my arm and placed my hand on the wall. With my other hand I guided my cock into her cunt, and then placed my hand on her waist, holding her clothes away. She then let go of her clothes and put both her hands around my shoulder.

I pumped away standing, our eyes locked on to each other. We were both panting and grunting in unison. Our thighs smacked into each other making a slap-slap sound. I slowed down so as to not make the sound any louder, until finally I slowed my thrusts down and our thighs made almost no sound except for a 'swish-swish' as they touched lightly.

Suddenly, out of nowhere my dam broke. And I began to thrust hard and heavy into her.

She screamed, "ugh! ugh! ugh!" as I plunged my cock ever deeper into her from my standing position. Suddenly, I spewed my cum into her.

She shuddered as she felt the spurts from my cock. I did not stop pumping. I slowed down my thrusts as my my cum spurts ebbed and died.

When I pulled my cock out, she took hold of her clothes that were around her waist and pushed them away so we could see my cock.

My cock was covered in her whitish cream. A long string of cum extended from the tip of my cock into her cunt, as I started to pull out, and then broke and fell on the floor as I pulled completely away. She took hold of my slick cock and gave it a few strokes, and then examined her sticky palm.

"Man, you never stop!" she giggled, looking up at me.

She bent down and reached for her panty. I grabbed it from her and reached up again under her clothes and wiped her cunt and thighs. She put her hand out for her panty, but I pulled my hand away with it.

"Something to remind me of you," I smiled at her.

"As if you'll forget me," she smirked.

"True," I said. "I will never forget you or this."

I hugged her to me and said, "I want to be with you again. I want us to fuck. Never stop fucking!"

"We'll see," she said, and walked out of the room.

I washed, packed and left through the back door. I was already making plans for my next fuck trip.I was already planning my next visit to my mother-in-law's house. But a few things transpired that prevented me from implementing my plan in the subsequent weeks. I got a temporary assignment in the north and I had to leave my wife at her mother's house and attend to it, and did not come back until it was close to my wife's delivery.

It was/is customary for the wife to be in her mother's house for the delivery of her baby.

I had heard that my sister-in-law would also be there and the prospect of meeting her excited me.

But what I did not know was that our fuck sessions had been very productive. There she was standing, looking radiant, with a flushed face - and a nice little bump in her belly. She smiled as she saw me looking her over. I was elated and sad at once. Happy that she was pregnant, and sad that I wouldn't be able to fuck her.

But she couldn't have been more than two months in, right? We can still have sex. I fucked my wife well into her fifth month. In fact, she was horny as hell throughout her pregnancy. So yeah, I had a chance.

I found her alone on the terrace late one evening. There was a festival in the temple nearby and all had gone, and she had stayed back. She'd said she felt sick, but I had my doubts. It was as if she wanted me to come to her. I walked up and stood next to her.

She looked up and smiled and walked back to where no one could see us from the road. I reached out and squeezed her ass.

"Uff... oh," she gasped. "Can't you think of anything else? I am so happy now. I can't thank you enough, really."

"Don't thank me," I said, not removing my hand. I turned her towards me and, placing both my hands on her waist, I pushed myself against her ass.

"No, mother said to be careful, not to do it again. We should stop." she said.

"What? NO! I want you. This will not hurt the baby, Come on. I screwed your sister till..."

She interrupted, "No, I won't let you."

"What about this?" I asked, and pulled down my pants along with my underwear. My think, swollen cock jerked up. I already had a drop of pre-cum oozing out as I pulled the foreskin all the way back.

"Cheee, put it back," she giggled.

"So you don't have any use for this?" I asked.

"Maybe next year, not now," she said.

I did not give up. I took her hand and placed it on my cock. "Finish me," I said.

"What? Now? Here?" she looked at me.

"Why not? A good time as any. There's no one around."

"Mother is downstairs," she said.

"Fuck that. Fuck her," I said.

I put my hand on hers and started stroking my cock. She relented and positioned herself by my side. One hand went around me for support and with the other she stroked my dick. I squeezed her ass through the layers of her sari and petticoat.

I could feel her panty. I worked my hand around both her cheeks, delighting in the familiar hard ass. I deliberately placed my fingers on her ass crack and dug the layers of her sari into it and rode it up and down, and once tried to poke her asshole with my middle finger.

"You have not changed," she said, giggling.

"I have not fucked in two months," I said. "I need to fuck, come on!" I implored her.

"No way," she responded and started stroking faster.

"OK. then take my cock in your mouth," I pleaded.

I wasn't surprised when she looked around for a place to squat, finally sitting down on the topmost step. I walked around and pulled my pants all the way down. Before I could get completely ready, she took a hold of my cock and put it in her mouth.

She added her spit to it, and soon I was looking down at my blood gorged thick stub going in and out of her mouth smoothly.

"Mmmm, I have missed this," she smiled and said, with my cock still in her mouth.

Her lips went over the lip of the head of my cock and back down in one long, clean, exquisite motion. I reached down and grabbed her boobs through the material of her blouse and bra.

She moaned in protest as I squeezed her tits, "Careful, they hurt now."

After a while, I held her head with my hands and stopped her. I pushed my cock in her mouth this way and that. I fucked her mouth, slowly at first, and then strongly and rapidly. She moaned and grunted with each of my thrusts.

"Oh! My! This feels so good. Come on! Let me fuck your mouth! Use your tongue. Yes! That's how. Do it! Do It! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Ooh!" I couldn't control myself.

"Gosh, slowly! Not so hard!" she gasped.

I stopped and pulled out until only the head of my dick was in her mouth. She took her hand and fisted my cock and started stroking, and her tongue played on the purple head of my dick. She had no problem licking the pre-cum off of it.

"Mmm It tastes so good!" she mouthed.

This was heaven. My cock seemed to be a mile long. Even though I had jerked off almost everyday while I was away, nothing compared to the feel of a woman's mouth and tongue on my cock.

I remembered something else. I pulled my cock out of her mouth, and she reluctantly let go. I stepped forward and raise my cock, exposing the thick vein that went along the underside. She got the cue, and put out her tongue and ran it up and down my vein a few times.

"Yeah. Feel my thick cock. Put some spit on it. Yes. Fuck!" I groaned.

I stopped her once more, and pushed her head further down. I wanted her to suck my balls. She had said she would never again do it after the first time I had her do it. But now, she looked at me, giggled knowingly, and took my balls in her hand one at a time.

"Naughty. I knew you'd want me to do it," she said.

She licked each with her tongue, adding spit, and then taking it whole in her mouth and pulling it away. She switched from one ball to the other. She seemed to not mind it this time. Or she was making up for not letting me fuck her.

I gloated, "You were waiting for this, were you not? You'll like it."

Suddenly, I wanted to come. I knew I had a ways to go, but I wanted to pump my cock with my hands. I wanted her to see my cum spurting out. I pulled away from her and started stroking my cock myself.

I looked at her as I slowly stroked my cock. She first looked at me, then at my hand fisting my cock. This was so hot. Her eyes bulged and her lips were curled upwards in a thin smile.

"What are you doing?" she asked in a whisper.

"This is what I do every day thinking of you," I said.

"I don't believe you," she said. "I am sure you think of a lot more girls than just me and my sister."

"That's true," I agreed. "But this is what I do when I am alone. Show me your cunt."

"What?" she asked, surprised.

"I want to cum on your cunt. Show it to me. I want to see it, Now!" I almost screamed.

"It's not nice down there," she threw back at me.

"I have seen my wife's. Now I want to see yours. I want to cum on your cunt hairs. And I want to cum on your asshole."

"Oh my god! What happened to you? Have you gone mad?" she gasped. "You are talking dirty. Shame on you."

"I am doing what everyone does. Come on, pull up your sari and show me," I demanded.

She was squatting on the steps and she lifted her sari and brought it up to her waist.

"Fuck. Show me more," I demanded.

She raised her butt and pulled the sari and petticoat away and spread her legs. She had mommy panties of the generic variety on. I reached down and hooked my fingers on the waistband of her panties. As I did, my cock brushed her hands and she grabbed it and brought her mouth forward and started sucking.

"Good! Suck it, suck it!"

I let her suck my cock, and also gave her a few thrusts myself. Then she let go, and I pulled her panties up her thighs, then down her legs and off her. She arranged herself again and I placed myself in between her legs.

"Don't put it inside," she begged.

"No, don't worry," I reassured her.

I looked at her cunt. Her hair had grown rampantly there and almost covered her slit. Only a dark line showed where the line of her vagina was. Her hair went below her slit and under her, and I was sure it went into and around her asshole.

I buckled my knees and started pumping slowly. I could smell both my cock and the musty smell from her cunt. I knew she could smell them too.

"Aiyo! Finish fast. People will be back soon," she pleaded.

"The slower the better. It feels so good."

"How much longer?" she asked.

"Not long," I said.

I took my time. I stroked my cock slowly. I switched hands, I formed a cup of my fingers and made like they were sucking my cock. I placed my palm under my cock and slid it up and down. I placed one palm on each side of my cock and massaged it. I rolled one finger around the top of the head of my dick. I cupped my balls, one hand on each.

Then I cupped one ball and with the other hand I stroked my cock. I switched hands many times. My eyes went from her cunt to her face. She was creaming nicely in her cunt, with thick white liquid oozing out.

"Oh god! Finish already. Mom knows I am here," she complained softly.

She took her panty and wiped her cunt, but her juices kept coming out. Her face was flushed and her mouth formed a small 'o' as she blew through it.

Her eyes never left my cock for more than a few seconds, to look up at me to see how I was. I had either closed my eyes in pleasure or was looking at her cunt. And she was observing all my actions with rapt attention. She also licked her lips a few times. She was breathing heavily and was fidgeting.

Looking at a person while that person was watching me masturbate or fuck was one of my fantasies. My wife and I acted on this frequently. It was an immense turn on. I almost came many times and I had to stop myself and restart. It was amazing!

Soon I reached the point of no return. As I reached my climax, I heard myself grunting.

"Don't move. I need to see my cum on you, your cunt. It's fucking beautiful. I smells fantastic, fuck, fuck!" I growled.

I inched closer to her. My first spurt was weak, a precursor to what was come. It seeped out of my hole and dropped on to her cunt.

"Oh!" she exclaimed.

My next spurt was huge and long. It leapt off of my cock in a beautiful stream and smashed onto her belly.

Within seconds, my cock pumped and jerked and the second long spurt hit her belly and cunt hairs.

The third flew all the way up to her belly button.

The fourth sprayed on her petticoat - fortunately it was her inner garment so no damage done. I moved more closer to her so my ending spurts and cum could fall on her cunt.

She was gasping and heaving as each shot hit her.

"Oh my god, what is this? How much do you have?" She exclaimed in shock as I moved away.

I moved back and shook my cock and the last few drops fell on the floor. I reached down and took her panty and wiped my cock with it. She looked at me with false contempt, and took the panty and wiped my cum off of her body.

"What a mess," She said, grimacing.

"Next time I will put it in your mouth. That way there will be no mess," I said smiling.

"Fat chance," She said. "I bet it tastes horrible."

"How do you know what it tastes like until you taste it?" I mocked her.

"I'd rather kill myself. I don't know what I got into agreeing to this," she hissed getting angry now.

"Well, you got what you wanted. I got what I wanted. Fuck, I will get more, you are not going anywhere."

"We'll see," she said, in mock anger, "you are a dirty man with dirty thoughts. You do nasty things."

"But a fucking nice cock, don't you agree?"

"Uff ho," she huffed, and went down the stairs as fast as her pregnant body could carry her.

I followed her downstairs after a few minutes and I saw her whispering to my mother-in-law in the kitchen. I washed up and was sitting in my room when my mother-in-law came in to talk to me with the pretext of giving me some offerings she'd gotten from the temple.

"Thambi," She started, with the generic word for son-in-law. "Please be careful with her. The doctor has said she may have a complicated pregnancy. I don't want any trouble for her. Please control yourself."

I said, "I will. I did not do anything to her today."

She replied, "I know. But for the future. Thank you for what you did. I will be in your debt forever. But this should stop."

I raised my voice a little and said sternly, "I don't think I can. Sorry. Maybe now, but in a year or so when she is OK I think she will not mind."

My mother-in-law was almost sobbing now, and said, "Please. People will find out. It is too dangerous. I will do anything for you to stop."

"No one will find out. I will take precautions."

"What about your wife. Is she not enough for you?"

I did not relent, "I love my wife, and was satisfied being with just her. But you started it by giving me a taste of your other daughter. Did you think I will be done with doing it once? If she was bad I would stop. I am like a cat who has tasted blood. I cannot get enough, really. And what is wrong with this anyway."

I continued, as she started crying, "Ask her truly if she wants to stop. Ask her how her husband treats her in bed."

"I do know all that," she implored. "But let them handle it in their own way."

"You are my mother-in-law. I married your daughter, don't you forget it. I will tell everyone what I did and think of what that will do to your family."

She sobbed, and put a hand to her mouth. She really cried, but wiped her tears and turned and rushed out of the room.

But the gloom and doom was short-lived. The very next day my wife gave birth to a son and I put all the rest out of my mind. I had a son! I am continuing my family line! My wife had helped me do this. It's was a miracle!

For the next few days, my son and my wife were the center of my universe and my only concern. I didn't care about anything else or anyone. I didn't want to fuck or jerk off or cum. I wanted to enjoy these moments.

My sister-in-law in law went back to her town. Other well wishers came and went. And within a week we returned to our house, with my mother-in-law in tow to help us with the new baby.

My wife had a very slow recovery from childbirth, and I was inclined to think a bit of that postpartum depression also hit her. The first few weeks were the hardest. I had hoped for a more eager response from her to my sexual advances but the baby always came first. I was growing frustrated and so was she.

"Why can't you control yourself and wait? Don't you know I am going through a hard time?" she complained loudly. I was sure my mother-in-law heard our conversations as well, though she pretended to not hear.

Arguments arose over very small issues. And it was mother-in-law who had to intervene to resolve them. All of us were looking forward to my wife getting back to work, for her to get out of the house finally and be free instead of being cooped up inside the house like she was the past months. Things rapidly changed once that happened. But not on all fronts.

Something broke in my wife sexually after the birth of my son. This was unusual. I had friends telling me about having resumed normal sexual activity within week of a baby. But also those unfortunate ones like me that bemoaned that changes in their women after childbirth. Is it the sense of miracle, of giving life, that takes the pleasure out of sex? I couldn't tell.

All I know is that I resumed my masturbatory practices. I had sex the first time about 4 weeks after my boy, but that was it for the next couple of weeks. Sometimes my wife gave me perfunctory hand jobs, going through the motions. I also managed to convince her to give me a blowjob once. Other nights, I just used my hands or pulled up her nightie over her waist and rubbed against her ass.

On some occasions, I couldn't control myself and ejaculated on her panty, or sometimes I had my cock between her panty and ass when I came.

My mother-in-law was at home helping with the baby while my wife and I were away working. One day I came back home a little early because my office declared a half-day holiday in honor of a something or someone or the other.

I recall having had a rather bad argument with my wife the previous day and it had carried over to that morning as well. I had all along known that I was wrong in whatever it was I said or did, but it did not matter. I guess I had to blow off steam.

My mother-in-law was quiet when I came home. She laid out some snacks on the table and lingered around me as I started looking through my newspapers and mail.

I noticed her presence and asked, "Is there something I can do for you, mother-in-law?"

"Thambi," she began. "I know my daughter has not been normal since the child. It happens with some women. Please be patient with her."

"How long can I be patient? She is unreasonable in many things, you know that."

She agreed, "Yes. That is also a sign. I went through this with both my girls. Just give it some time."

"Yes, I can be reasonable. Just ask your daughter to be reasonable too. She can't just blow up for small things and for no reason."

To change the subject, I asked, "How is your other daughter?"

Her face lit up. "Oh! she is fine and healthy." Then after a few seconds, "And happy, thanks to you."

"I guess there is no point now in my going to see her or her coming here?"

"Oh no, Thambi," she hurriedly said. "Please don't think of that now. Things are getting back to normal just now. Forget her for some time. Forget what happened."

"How can I forget? How can you ask me to forget? Every time I see you I can only think of that," I retorted.

Not to my surprise, she was taken aback. "I am sorry you feel that way."

"Nowadays I am having to think about those times more and more. Your daughter is to blame. She is not acting the good wife, if you know what I mean."

She was shocked at the meaning of what I was saying, and turned away quickly to the kitchen.

But she put a seed of action and thought in my head. I followed her into the kitchen. She probably had an inkling of what I had in mind and she turned towards me. I did not give her a chance to say anything.

I unbuckled my pants and dropped them to the floor, along with my underwear. I unbuttoned my shirt and threw it on the floor, and pulled my vest over my head and added it to the pile on the floor. Her eyes widened with fear, her chest heaved and she could hardly get any words out of her mouth.

"Wh...what ar . are you do doing? Noooo, aiyooo, please don't ...go away!" She cried. She lifted her hands and covered her face so as to not see me.

"I will not hurt you," I hissed, "I only want you to do what my wife is supposed to be doing... and what your other daughter did!"

"Nooo, this is awful. Please, I am like a mother to you. Would you do this to your mo..."

I almost shouted, as I grabbed her hand away from her face and put my face next to hers, "You are not my mother! Right now you are just another woman! And I am a man."

"Please go away! aiaiyoo, I cannot. Please put your clothe..."

I did not let her finish. I grabbed her hand and twisted it and turned her away from me. I reached down and put my hands on her ankles and tried to pull her sari and petticoat up. But she gave a fight.

"Please don't. I will shout. Somebody will come. Your wife will be here.. no no...," She cried, twisting away from my grasp.

But I was not to be denied. I was filled with lust, and trying to get to this forbidden fruit angered and excited and aroused me even more. I tried harder this time. I bent down, held her legs steady and apart with my knees and this time managed to get a good hold of her clothes and rode them up her legs.

And up above her waist. She was not too bad down there. It took me only a couple of a seconds to notice her beautiful legs, well defined calves, solid thunder thighs, and an ass that was covered with a full-back panty.