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My new and finished story..
Incest - TABOO: A MOTHER'S SINFUL SURRENDER [COMPLETED]
TABOO: A MOTHER'S SINFUL SURRENDER;
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That day, after classes ended at school, I went to the staff room and found an envelope with a stamp on my desk. In this day and age, who writes letters? Wondering that, I picked up the letter. Surprise! It was from Dad. Why would he, who was right at home, write me a letter? Pondering that, I turned it over.
My name was written on it, stamped "Purely Personal." There were 'X' marks on both sides as well. I realized he had written something important that he couldn't discuss over the phone or in person. What could it be that he couldn't talk about face-to-face? Wondering that, I opened the letter.
It was written in Dad's own bold, affectionate handwriting.
To my dear Shyamala,
This letter comes with Dad's endless blessings. You're probably surprised that Dad wrote you a letter from right here at home. What can I do? I was very hesitant to discuss in person what I've written here. It's something a father shouldn't talk about with his daughter. I even thought I shouldn't write this to you.
But my mind is restless and tormented. Sleep doesn't come properly at night. I have no appetite for food. After hesitating for days on how to ask you, I've finally mustered the courage to write this. If you think it's wrong, forgive Dad. And forget about it.
A few days ago, in the early morning, do you remember when I asked you for my glasses in the kitchen? Without my glasses, I couldn't see clearly what happened in the kitchen. But I vaguely saw that someone else was with you. I realized he was naked.
I also saw him lifting your saree above your waist and hugging you from behind. From his movements, I understood what you two were doing. Still, to avoid putting you in a moral dilemma, I pretended not to notice clearly.
As I read the letter, sweat broke out on me suddenly. Oh no, had Dad found out about my relationship with my father-in-law? My hands trembled holding the letter, and wiping the dripping sweat with my pallu, I continued reading.
When I said I couldn't see, he boldly grabbed and squeezed your open chest, and sucked it with his mouth—that sinful father of yours was watching it all. Ever since I saw that, I've been tormented without peace of mind. Memories of flirting with your mom when I was young keep coming and going. You were 12 then. You hadn't reached puberty yet. Your mom and I thought you were asleep, so we removed all our clothes and flirted in the kitchen.
When we finished and looked, you were standing at the kitchen entrance, watching us. When you asked what we were doing, your mom said, "Dad caught a cold there, so I was rubbing it." "You only rubbed with your hand—why did you put it in your mouth and rub, and then Dad put it in one of your holes and rubbed?" you asked back. "The doctor said to do it that way. Look! Dad's cold is completely gone!" Your mom showed you my semen dripping from her organ to console you.
You went away satisfied then, but later one day, when your mom had gone out somewhere, I couldn't satisfy my lust and was holding my organ in my hand, shaking it. You saw me then too. "What are you doing, Dad?" you asked. "Dad caught a cold again, dear. Mom's not here! So I'm fixing it myself," I said. To that, you said, "If Mom's not here, Dad, I'm here. Do you need this?" and I can't forget how you lifted your petticoat, bent down, and stood there. I patted your hips and said, "No need, dear. Dad's fine now," and shook vigorously before spurting my semen out. You too went away satisfied, saying it's okay, Dad had a cold.
Why is he telling me this? It happened, it's true. I still remember it. Later, when I understood details, I laughed thinking about my actions. I recalled the situation between Mom and Dad. What must Dad have thought seeing me and my father-in-law in the same situation?
Dear Shyamala! When I half-saw you and Arjun turning the kitchen into a bedroom and flirting, I regretted coming without my glasses. My mind is pounding that I let slip a rare opportunity in life.
Oh Dad! I let out a deep sigh. Dad thought the one who fucked me in the kitchen that day was Arjun. Luckily, he hadn't suspected my father-in-law. Relaxing a bit with peace of mind, I continued reading the letter.
Since coming here, I've noticed a slight change in your sister Lakshmi's behavior. I think she's taken your father-in-law into her hands. One day, I saw her and your father-in-law secluded near the stairs outside the house. Your sister was holding and sucking your father-in-law's organ. I didn't want to blame her. I should arrange her marriage soon.
She's the one who wants to experience life a bit before marriage. She said to wait a little. Is this what she meant by experiencing? What can I do? Women these days are eager to know everything before marriage. I'm worried she might get pregnant before marriage. It's your responsibility to advise her properly and tell her to definitely use a condom during relations.
What, Dad? If I thought he'd scold her, instead he's accepting her actions and telling her to use a condom? Thinking that, I continued reading.
Dear child! These two incidents have affected me deeply. I feel my mind drawn to contradictory relationships. I'm even ashamed to say it. Every night, you and your sister come to me in dreams and torture me! Both of you, naked, lie clinging to me and invite me to flirt! If this continues, I'm afraid I'll go mad soon or force myself on your sister when alone in the village. As a solution to all this, I think I need to quench my lust a bit. For that, you have to help me. How many more days will I be here! With faith that you'll fulfill this old man's desire, I'm making this request to you.
My whole body was itching. Was Dad inviting me for a relationship? Like what Uncle did with Mullai, does Dad want to do the same with me? Should we agree to this? What would Arjun's reaction be? I felt sure Arjun would be happy about it. With various thoughts, I turned the page and continued reading.
Shyamala dear! Don't think wrongly that Dad is asking like this. I don't know another way, so I'm asking you for this small help. Seeing you and Arjun happily in the kitchen, I desire to watch you do the same at least once in my lifetime. If you're not okay with it, no need. Forget this and tear up this letter. Forgive Dad too.
Yours,
Your father, struggling to find a way to suppress his lust.
After reading the letter, I felt a bit disappointed. Is this all Dad expects from me? If he asked, I'm ready to give myself. Who else would I do it for but the father who gave me life? Sighing deeply, I folded the letter and put it in my bag.
My mind was confused after reading the letter. I felt I should show it to Arjun. But the next second, he didn't know yet about my ongoing relationship with his dad. And recently, Arjun and I hadn't done anything in the kitchen. There was no chance Dad saw that. So, if he asked who was with me, what would I say?
If I told the truth, he'd be the first to be happy. Still, my guilty heart pricked. How would he take that I secretly fucked his dad? Would he go calmly like when he learned about my relation with Mullai, or would he be heartbroken over me?
After much thought, I finally decided. If I said my father, who saw my father-in-law and sister in the kitchen, mistook it for me and Arjun...? Yes... that seems right. As the school bell rang affirming my thought, I picked up my bag with peace of mind and headed home.
*****
At home, only my sister was there. Dad and my father-in-law had gone out somewhere. The kids had gone to play as usual. I placed my bag on the bed and went to the bathroom to freshen up. Warm water flowed over my naked body; I soaped and squeezed my breasts, and thoroughly soaped and washed inside my pussy. How would it feel if my father-in-law did this now, right beside me? How would it be if Dad watched and enjoyed? The thought made water gush in my pussy.
Thinking of him, I fingered my pussy until water came, then tasted my sticky fingers in my mouth. After bathing well, I tied a towel around my chest and came out, only to be shocked. My sister had upturned my bag and was searching for something. In her hand was the envelope Dad had sent me. She was turning it over, front and back.
"Hey, what are you doing? Give that!" As I pounced on her, she raised her hand with the letter above her head and leaned against the wall; I fell on her. My hand was half a foot from the letter. As I rubbed over her to reach up and snatch it, the cloth on my chest slipped, and my breasts rubbed over hers, landing right in front of her face. The moment I snatched the letter from her hand, her mouth captured my breast. Her hands hugged me.
"What is this! Let me go!" As I struggled, she tightened her grip and started sucking my breasts alternately in her mouth. I freed myself and stood up; my towel had vanished from my body.
"Sis.... super sis.... If only Uncle saw you in this color, that would be it!" she said, and I froze. Had she found out about my relationship with my father-in-law? For a minute, I panicked, then remembered she calls my husband "Uncle" too and laughed.
Hiding my body seemed less important than safely securing the letter. So, fully exposing my beauty, I walked toward the cupboard. As I opened it to place the letter inside and lock it, she came from behind and hugged me. She rubbed her breasts on my back and squeezed both my breasts with one hand. With the other hand on my pussy mound, she rubbed, and at a time I least expected, she inserted two fingers into my hole.
"Mmm... Sis, you seem super horny..." She took the water leaking from my pussy onto her hand and tasted it in her mouth.
"What is this, it's embarrassing...." As I said, "Why, doesn't your husband do this to you?" she winked, squeezed my breasts, sucked her hand that had tasted them, and wiped it with saliva on my hips.
"Your pussy hair has grown a lot...." I said, and she replied, "Yes sis, my pussy hair has grown a bit thick. Should Uncle reduce it a little with his cock?" As she asked, I turned to slap her, raising my hand. She suddenly knelt down, buried her face in my pussy, and started licking. I held her head and pressed it to my pussy; her tongue entered inside, giving me a thrill. After satisfying me one way or another, she pulled away when she heard the kids coming and went. I took the cloth, covered my front, and watched her go.
She suddenly turned back and asked, "Sis, what did Dad write to you? It says 'Purely Personal'? Is it a complaint about me?" "No, it's nothing general, just about your marriage," I said. She went away, looking back suspiciously.
******
That night, after finishing a fuck session with Arjun, as we lay naked hugging and enjoying, I slowly broached the topic. When I summarized the letter Dad wrote, he was overjoyed with surprise.
"Shyamala, just hearing this gives me a huge kick. We can definitely do it one day like he's watching."
"Yes! Purnima said the kick is more when showing our bodies to others. Shall I tell you something?" As I said, he hugged me and said, "Tell me, baby." That's what he calls me when he's very happy.
"We can include your dad in this too."
He hugged me tightly and said, "I was wondering how to tell you. But you said my desire yourself. As a first step for Dad to fuck you, we can take this."
His face buried in my breasts, teasing them, and we started another round. Our long-lasting play ended, and we were both exhausted.
"Shyamala... I really want to read the letter your dad wrote. Bring it, let's see," he said.
"Mmm... mmm... you're so tired...." As I pouted, he hugged and kissed me, pleading, "Please, dear...." I got up naked, walked to the cupboard, and opened it. Searching the cupboard, a shock awaited me. Even after turning it completely upside down, I couldn't find the letter I had placed there.
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Part 26:
That wretched Lakshmi! Did you sneak away with the letter I hid without knowing? Hastily slipping on my nightie, I rushed to her room. I shook her awake as she slept and asked, "Where's that letter?"
In her sleepy haze, she said, "What letter, sis? I don't know!"
I raised my hand and smacked her hips. "Where's that letter? You had it in your hand this evening?"
"Oh, that one? It's with Uncle," she said, rubbing her hips.
"How did it get to him?"
"That? I read it and tucked it into my blouse. When Uncle removed my blouse, it fell into his hand."
"Why did he remove your blouse?"
"Go away, do I have to tell you every detail? Even Dad said okay. Why are you against it?"
With that, she lifted her leg, placed it on my breasts, pulled them close, and went back to sleep.
As I turned to leave, my father-in-law was sitting up on the bed. "What, dear? Did you come looking for this letter?" He held up the letter in his hand. Without a second thought, I said, "Yes, Dad."
"Come here, dear," he called me affectionately and made me sit beside him. "It seems your dad knows all about Lakshmi's matters," he said.
"Yes, Dad, that's what's worrying me," I replied.
"Why worry about anything, dear?"
"This Lakshmi has ruined your reputation, Dad."
"Even your dad doesn't see it as wrong. Then why do you worry? Anyway, leave that... What will you tell your dad about his request?"
"I talked to Arjun, Dad. He said okay too."
"So, you've decided to fulfill your dad's desire..."
"Yes, Dad..."
"Then, if you fulfill one more of his desires, he'd be very happy."
"One more desire? What's that, Dad? Did he tell you anything?"
"Dear, didn't you read the letter properly?"
"No, I read it well...!"
"In it, he wrote about you two hugging him naked..."
"Yes, Dad, he said that comes in his dreams..."
"What do dreams mean, dear...? They're the desires and thoughts in our subconscious."
"You're saying that?"
"Yes, dear."
"Okay, but Lakshmi has to agree to this too?"
"Dear, why wouldn't she agree? She'd come happily...!"
I looked at Dad gratefully, and he gently hugged me. His hands squeezed my breasts over the nightie. I slipped my hand into his veshti and grabbed his penis; it rose erect. At that moment, thinking the light in our room meant Arjun was looking for me, I gently freed myself from Dad's arms, took the letter, and went to my room.
******
When I gave the letter to Arjun, he read it and said exactly what I thought. "Yes, Shyamala! It's been a long time since we did it in the kitchen. And since your sister and dad came, we haven't done anything there. Besides, your dad wrote that he saw you and me fucking."
"Hey husband, read carefully! He only saw a vague figure. It doesn't have to be us."
"Then... maybe it was your sister and my dad?"
"Who knows? I've been watching her for a while. Her behavior isn't right."
Arjun pondered for a moment. Then, "So, we can include your sister Lakshmi in our game."
"Look at your lust. You're not wandering for a virgin."
"Hey! Where did I say I want to fuck a virgin...!"
"Tell me touching your heart! You don't desire to fuck her...?"
As I leaned on Arjun's chest, he hugged me, squeezed my breasts over the nightie, and captured my lips.
"Shyamala..."
"Mmm...."
"If I fuck your sister, would you agree...?"
"Do you desire her a lot?"
"Mmm...."
"Then fuck her....."
"She has to agree.... You have to make her agree."
"Hey artist! You're too much! Asking me to bring my sister for you...!"
"When I bring my dad to you, what's wrong if you bring your sister to me...."
After that, no more words were spoken. I was overflowing with emotion, and Arjun started fucking me wildly too.
*****
In the morning, when I woke up, sunlight was falling on my face. Arjun and I lay hugging each other naked. As I slowly removed his hands, he pulled me close. My breasts pressed against his chest.
"What, artist! Didn't last night's all-night fucking satisfy you?"
"Even if I fuck you all day, it wouldn't satisfy me." As he grabbed and pressed my pussy, I playfully pushed his chest with my hand. "Ouch, let go! It's time for school."
"Shyamala! We didn't talk about your dad's other desire last night..!"
"Other desire? There's no such thing...!"
"He said he dreamed of you two hugging him naked. That must be his desire too!"
"Instead of dreaming, let's talk about making it happen..!" I pushed him away, got up, tied my hair into a bun. His hand wrapped around my waist, fingering my pussy.
As I was getting dizzy and showing him my pussy, "Shyamala, your sister read this letter too! I'll talk to her! Poor thing, let him get this pleasure in his old age."
Water started leaking from my pussy. If I stayed longer, he wouldn't let me go without fucking, so I pulled away, slipped the nightie over my head from the top, and went to the kitchen. As I went to the kitchen to light the stove, Dad came from behind and hugged me. He lifted my nightie, grabbed my breasts, and squeezed them with his hands. His cock was poking my hips. I held the kitchen platform and bent down; Dad removed his veshti, took out his cock, and thrust it into my pussy.
Chug-chug, like a train engine, his cock went in and out of my pussy. Holding the platform, drifting in waves of emotion, I started moaning and enjoying what he was doing.
He explored my pussy for a long time; by then, my milk had boiled over. Turning off the stove and forgetting me, with eyes closed in enjoyment, as he was thrusting his cock, "Sis, can I get coffee...." My sister Lakshmi entered, saw our position, and froze in shock at the kitchen entrance.
As Dad pulled out his cock, I dropped my nightie down. Dad moved away from there.
"Sis..... This pussy looks like it's drinking milk, what all are you watching...?"
"Tch, go away... What about you... You didn't suck his cock holding it..."
She hissed through her teeth. "Did you know...?"
"Know that my father-in-law got your consent before behaving like that with you..." I said proudly.
"Oh... Is that so... Using this matter, I'll blackmail you and get my work done..."
"What work do you want to do?"
"I told you I'd tell brother-in-law and fuck him using you...."
Just yesterday, he said he desired to fuck my sister. I was glad my task was easy.
*****
For two days, Dad avoided even looking at my face. After I left for school, he stayed out; after I returned, he shut himself in his room. That evening, after school, I entered Dad's room. Seeing me, he flinched and lowered his head. A long silence hung between us. Then, clearing my throat, I started speaking.
"Dad, I saw your letter," I said.
That's all it took! He broke down and started crying. "Forgive me, dear! I wrote and posted that letter in a rush. Sinful... sinful..." He hit his head and cried. I went and sat near him. I buried his head in my open chest on one side. He sobbed and sobbed against my chest. The tears from his cheeks soaked my blouse.
"Daaaad... Stop crying first....! Your son-in-law has agreed to your desire."
He sat up straight at once. "What... what are you saying, dear?... He agreed...! Are you telling the truth?" He lifted his head from my chest and asked, facing my face.
I pressed his head firmly back into my chest. "Yes, Dad...! He truly agreed to this. But he put one condition."
"What's the condition, dear?" Enjoying the softness of my chest, unwilling to lift his head, he rubbed it there and asked. His mouth yearned to taste my nipple. He was restraining himself with effort.
"That his dad will be there with you," As I finished, he looked at me in disbelief.
******
That wretched Lakshmi! Did you sneak away with the letter I hid without knowing? Hastily slipping on my nightie, I rushed to her room. I shook her awake as she slept and asked, "Where's that letter?"
In her sleepy haze, she said, "What letter, sis? I don't know!"
I raised my hand and smacked her hips. "Where's that letter? You had it in your hand this evening?"
"Oh, that one? It's with Uncle," she said, rubbing her hips.
"How did it get to him?"
"That? I read it and tucked it into my blouse. When Uncle removed my blouse, it fell into his hand."
"Why did he remove your blouse?"
"Go away, do I have to tell you every detail? Even Dad said okay. Why are you against it?"
With that, she lifted her leg, placed it on my breasts, pulled them close, and went back to sleep.
As I turned to leave, my father-in-law was sitting up on the bed. "What, dear? Did you come looking for this letter?" He held up the letter in his hand. Without a second thought, I said, "Yes, Dad."
"Come here, dear," he called me affectionately and made me sit beside him. "It seems your dad knows all about Lakshmi's matters," he said.
"Yes, Dad, that's what's worrying me," I replied.
"Why worry about anything, dear?"
"This Lakshmi has ruined your reputation, Dad."
"Even your dad doesn't see it as wrong. Then why do you worry? Anyway, leave that... What will you tell your dad about his request?"
"I talked to Arjun, Dad. He said okay too."
"So, you've decided to fulfill your dad's desire..."
"Yes, Dad..."
"Then, if you fulfill one more of his desires, he'd be very happy."
"One more desire? What's that, Dad? Did he tell you anything?"
"Dear, didn't you read the letter properly?"
"No, I read it well...!"
"In it, he wrote about you two hugging him naked..."
"Yes, Dad, he said that comes in his dreams..."
"What do dreams mean, dear...? They're the desires and thoughts in our subconscious."
"You're saying that?"
"Yes, dear."
"Okay, but Lakshmi has to agree to this too?"
"Dear, why wouldn't she agree? She'd come happily...!"
I looked at Dad gratefully, and he gently hugged me. His hands squeezed my breasts over the nightie. I slipped my hand into his veshti and grabbed his penis; it rose erect. At that moment, thinking the light in our room meant Arjun was looking for me, I gently freed myself from Dad's arms, took the letter, and went to my room.
******
When I gave the letter to Arjun, he read it and said exactly what I thought. "Yes, Shyamala! It's been a long time since we did it in the kitchen. And since your sister and dad came, we haven't done anything there. Besides, your dad wrote that he saw you and me fucking."
"Hey husband, read carefully! He only saw a vague figure. It doesn't have to be us."
"Then... maybe it was your sister and my dad?"
"Who knows? I've been watching her for a while. Her behavior isn't right."
Arjun pondered for a moment. Then, "So, we can include your sister Lakshmi in our game."
"Look at your lust. You're not wandering for a virgin."
"Hey! Where did I say I want to fuck a virgin...!"
"Tell me touching your heart! You don't desire to fuck her...?"
As I leaned on Arjun's chest, he hugged me, squeezed my breasts over the nightie, and captured my lips.
"Shyamala..."
"Mmm...."
"If I fuck your sister, would you agree...?"
"Do you desire her a lot?"
"Mmm...."
"Then fuck her....."
"She has to agree.... You have to make her agree."
"Hey artist! You're too much! Asking me to bring my sister for you...!"
"When I bring my dad to you, what's wrong if you bring your sister to me...."
After that, no more words were spoken. I was overflowing with emotion, and Arjun started fucking me wildly too.
*****
In the morning, when I woke up, sunlight was falling on my face. Arjun and I lay hugging each other naked. As I slowly removed his hands, he pulled me close. My breasts pressed against his chest.
"What, artist! Didn't last night's all-night fucking satisfy you?"
"Even if I fuck you all day, it wouldn't satisfy me." As he grabbed and pressed my pussy, I playfully pushed his chest with my hand. "Ouch, let go! It's time for school."
"Shyamala! We didn't talk about your dad's other desire last night..!"
"Other desire? There's no such thing...!"
"He said he dreamed of you two hugging him naked. That must be his desire too!"
"Instead of dreaming, let's talk about making it happen..!" I pushed him away, got up, tied my hair into a bun. His hand wrapped around my waist, fingering my pussy.
As I was getting dizzy and showing him my pussy, "Shyamala, your sister read this letter too! I'll talk to her! Poor thing, let him get this pleasure in his old age."
Water started leaking from my pussy. If I stayed longer, he wouldn't let me go without fucking, so I pulled away, slipped the nightie over my head from the top, and went to the kitchen. As I went to the kitchen to light the stove, Dad came from behind and hugged me. He lifted my nightie, grabbed my breasts, and squeezed them with his hands. His cock was poking my hips. I held the kitchen platform and bent down; Dad removed his veshti, took out his cock, and thrust it into my pussy.
Chug-chug, like a train engine, his cock went in and out of my pussy. Holding the platform, drifting in waves of emotion, I started moaning and enjoying what he was doing.
He explored my pussy for a long time; by then, my milk had boiled over. Turning off the stove and forgetting me, with eyes closed in enjoyment, as he was thrusting his cock, "Sis, can I get coffee...." My sister Lakshmi entered, saw our position, and froze in shock at the kitchen entrance.
As Dad pulled out his cock, I dropped my nightie down. Dad moved away from there.
"Sis..... This pussy looks like it's drinking milk, what all are you watching...?"
"Tch, go away... What about you... You didn't suck his cock holding it..."
She hissed through her teeth. "Did you know...?"
"Know that my father-in-law got your consent before behaving like that with you..." I said proudly.
"Oh... Is that so... Using this matter, I'll blackmail you and get my work done..."
"What work do you want to do?"
"I told you I'd tell brother-in-law and fuck him using you...."
Just yesterday, he said he desired to fuck my sister. I was glad my task was easy.
*****
For two days, Dad avoided even looking at my face. After I left for school, he stayed out; after I returned, he shut himself in his room. That evening, after school, I entered Dad's room. Seeing me, he flinched and lowered his head. A long silence hung between us. Then, clearing my throat, I started speaking.
"Dad, I saw your letter," I said.
That's all it took! He broke down and started crying. "Forgive me, dear! I wrote and posted that letter in a rush. Sinful... sinful..." He hit his head and cried. I went and sat near him. I buried his head in my open chest on one side. He sobbed and sobbed against my chest. The tears from his cheeks soaked my blouse.
"Daaaad... Stop crying first....! Your son-in-law has agreed to your desire."
He sat up straight at once. "What... what are you saying, dear?... He agreed...! Are you telling the truth?" He lifted his head from my chest and asked, facing my face.
I pressed his head firmly back into my chest. "Yes, Dad...! He truly agreed to this. But he put one condition."
"What's the condition, dear?" Enjoying the softness of my chest, unwilling to lift his head, he rubbed it there and asked. His mouth yearned to taste my nipple. He was restraining himself with effort.
"That his dad will be there with you," As I finished, he looked at me in disbelief.
******