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Temptations Unveiled: A Daughter-in-Law's Forbidden Arousal - Part 9




(Today)
I was listening with intense curiosity as my father-in-law slowly detailed the first time he fucked his daughter Priya. The fact that all this had happened in his household years before I even married Arjun filled me with immense surprise. Forgetting that my father-in-law was sitting right in front of me, I slipped my left hand under my saree pallu and began fondling my breasts. I could feel my nipples starting to harden.

He must have noticed my arousal slowly peeking through because he watched me with appreciation as my hand started teasing my breasts. He began rubbing his hand over his dhoti where his cock was beginning to stiffen. I watched him do it and asked, "So... that very night, you saw Priya's full body?"

"Yes, sweetie, Shyamala... that night was when I first saw my precious daughter Priya's entire body completely."

"Ravi went out saying he'd be back—did he not return that night?"

"He did come back, Shyamala... Your mother-in-law had set up that night for me and Priya like a real first night in our bedroom..."

(19 years ago)



Rajan entered the bedroom and glanced around, calling out, "Kamala..."

"What is it, hon? What's wrong?" Kamala asked.

"What's this? Flowers all over the bed?"

"I did that... Why?"

"Kamala, what we're doing is for our daughter's good... like helping her out, that's how I'm thinking of it... But you're treating it like some tradition... What is all this?"

"Quiet down... This is to create an heir for our daughter... Whatever traditions we followed when Ravi did it, we do the same now when you do it... You just focus on enjoying and fucking our girl properly..." Kamala said with a laugh before going to get Priya ready.

Priya was already dressed in a silk saree, waiting.

"Why haven't you put on the flowers yet?" Kamala said as she arrived, grabbing all the flowers and adorning Priya's hair with them.

"And Priya... remember everything I told you... If you do what your dad likes... just wait and see how he fucks you... Okay?"

"Mmm... but still... Mom..."

"What now, dragging your feet?"

"No, Mom... it's just... I don't even suck Ravi's cock that much. About sucking Dad's..."




"Listen here, Priya... Sucking like that is to make the man fuck you with wild passion. It builds up that intense drive in him. That's when our pussy gets the ultimate satisfaction. Just try sucking your dad's cock once... after that, you'll be craving to suck it again..."

Priya nodded understandingly, and Kamala cupped her face with both hands, lifting it to kiss her forehead.

"Alright, get going... Dad's in the room..."

"I'm feeling a bit shy and nervous, Mom..."

"It's nothing... come on..."

"He's gone out... hasn't come back yet, Mom..."

"If Ravi comes, I'll handle it... okay?"

Almost like a bride heading to her wedding night, Kamala led her daughter Priya to the bedroom. Leaving Priya inside, she stepped out...

Rajan was sitting on the bed, head bowed in slight tension. He suddenly looked up... his daughter Priya stood like a beautiful golden statue. He slowly stood and began admiring her beauty, while Priya lowered her head shyly.

Neither knew what to say, standing there in silence for a bit... Rajan broke the quiet.

"Priya... why are you standing there, sweetie? Come sit here..."




She came over, head still down, and sat on the bed. Rajan sat a little closer to her.

"Priya... is it really okay with you for Dad to fuck you?"

Without opening her mouth to reply, Priya just nodded "Mmm..." as her answer.

Now he turned to look at her properly. She sat with her hands clasped in her lap, on the edge of the bed, a little tense. He gazed up at her. The thickness of the silk saree made it hard for Rajan to gauge Priya's breast size. If she removed the saree, his daughter's breast size would be revealed, he thought, then looked higher at Priya's face. Even six months after marriage, she still had that unchanged innocent face. Small mouth... pursed lips. If his cock went into this mouth... would Priya like it? Or hate it?

Pondering, he gently touched her clasped hands with his. Priya squirmed a bit. Unclasping them, he took Priya's right hand between both of his. Then, bending down, he kissed her palm. Priya now closed her eyes and turned her head to the left, while Rajan, on her right, used his hand to turn her face toward him. Priya's eyes remained closed. Rajan couldn't hold back seeing those small pursed lips. Leaning in, he softly pressed his lips to hers.

At that moment, the unlocked bedroom door slowly opened. It was Kamala entering. Rajan, about to taste Priya's lips, turned...

"Started already? Nothing... Ravi's back... He wants to watch you and Priya do it... that's why..."

"Shh... what is this, Mom?" Priya turned away...

"But... Kamala... in front of Ravi, how...?"

"What's the big deal... You just fuck our girl like normal... Why think about him being there? I'll turn on the bedside lamp and go... okay?"

Immediately Priya said, "Mom... I feel weird..."

"Your husband agreed to you doing it with Dad, Priya... What's the hesitation in him watching?"

"No, Mom, still... then... you stay too... let him stay..."

Kamala laughed. "Good girl... okay... I'll bring Ravi..." She said, turning off the light, switching on the bedside lamp, and leaving.

Kamala returned right away with Ravi. Seeing Ravi, Priya lowered her head.

"Hey... why so shy, Priya? Before coming to your dad's house, you said all sorts of things? If Dad doesn't agree no matter who talks, I'll bring him around myself, you said... and here you are standing like this...?" Ravi laughed...

"Oh god... look at him, Mom..." Priya whined, hiding behind Kamala.

"What Ravi says is right... okay, no more wasting time... come stand in front of Dad like this..." Kamala said, grabbing Priya's hand from behind her and pulling her in front of her husband. Then, looking at Rajan, "And why are you just standing there?"

"But... with you two here..."

"Mmm... right... now I have to teach you what to do too?" Kamala said exasperatedly.

"If you teach, what's the harm now...? You and I can show them how," Ravi said, and Kamala, Rajan, Priya all stared at him in shock... "What are you looking at like that? What we need right now is for Priya to get pregnant... Dad, you have to do that... You and I will help with that... that's all?"

"I think it's okay, Mom..." Priya, who had been shy till now, said, and Rajan and Kamala exchanged glances... Ravi took Kamala's hand. "Say yes, Mom... our family... what we're doing is for our happiness and good... nothing to hesitate about..." Turning to Rajan, "Dad... you say too... I really like Mom... every time I come here, I've checked her out like that..." As Ravi said it, Kamala's cheeks flushed red. It gave Rajan a new feeling too. He agreed with a smile... Unable to wait any longer, Ravi hugged his mother-in-law Kamala.

Kamala, who had never been hugged by a man other than her husband, closed her eyes and savored the moment as her son-in-law embraced her.

(Today)
As my father-in-law told all this, it sparked even more surprise in me. The fact that his daughter being fucked by him, his son-in-law wanting to watch, and Ravi fucking Mom had all happened 19 years ago in this family gave me a certain thrill. My hand was now fully kneading my breasts. The pallu had slipped almost completely, revealing my breasts barely covered by just the blouse.

Kneading my tits, I asked breathlessly, "So... you were fucking Priya while Mom and Ravi were fucking right there too?"

Dad, staring at my breasts, said, "They didn't just fuck, Shyamala... For me to fuck Priya, Mom was the one who grabbed my cock and guided it into Priya's pussy that first time..."

That image flashed before my eyes—Mom holding Dad's shaft, pressing it into their daughter Priya's cunt. Just thinking about it started making my pussy wet... Without realizing, my other hand began rubbing my pussy over the saree.

As he spoke, my anger toward him faded, and my mind started craving him again. "Dad... is everything you're saying real?" I asked, eyes wide, lust overflowing in them.

"Yeah, sweetie, Shyamala... you got mad thinking I hid stuff from you, so I'm laying it all out—everything that happened, everything I'm about to tell... on my cock, I swear it's true."

"Oh god, Dad... what the hell... I believe you," I stood up now, my pallu dangling loose, tits heaving under the blouse in front of him. "Makes me wish I was born into your family, Dad..." As I spoke, the doorbell rang.

Quickly, I said, "Dad... that's probably your son. Go to your room... I'll get the door." As I turned, Dad closed in. "Shyamala... when will you give yourself to me? I've been aching since last night..." He yanked me close, mouth crashing on mine in a sloppy, saliva-swapping kiss, his hand squeezing my tits over the blouse, cock grinding against my pussy mound through the saree, fingers groping my waist, then rubbing my slit fast over the fabric. In under a minute, he had me on the edge of lust again, then pulled back, stroking his cock as he headed to his room.

That intense assault left me shaky—I steadied myself before opening the door.

It wasn't Arjun. (To be continued)

 

[Syamala_39]

Temptations Unveiled: A Daughter-in-Law's Forbidden Arousal - Part 10



Opening the door gave me a slight shock, but it was a happy one. It was my dad, Sundaram. From behind him, suddenly peeking out and going "Boo..." to scare me was our family's little devil, my younger sister Lakshmi. She's fourteen years younger than me.

Eyes wide in surprise, I said, "Hey... what's this? You two showing up out of nowhere without a word? Hey, you little rascal... when did you come from Mumbai? Every time I call you to visit, it's always 'no leave, no leave'... Come in, Dad..." I took the bag from my dad's hand as I spoke... Seeing my joy, Dad smiled happily too.



"Yeah, sis... swear, every time you called, I really couldn't get leave... They said no leaves for the first year after joining work... My project manager was super strict—no leave for the first one year... Every time I saw him, I'd flirt a bit, smile, chat, but the guy wouldn't budge... Hmmm... so I waited out the year..." she said, winking and giggling mischievously.

I playfully smacked her shoulder, "Ugh... look at how she's talking... What, Dad? Your little girl seems to have grown up a lot..."


Dad laughed looking at us... "Yeah, Shyamala... after going to Mumbai for work, she's got way too much freedom... no one there to question her..."

"Dad... women should be free... treat them equal to men... you've said all that yourself... now when it's your daughter, it's advice time...? Mmm..." She fake-fought with Dad a bit, then turned to me, "Where's bro-in-law, sis...? Not home? I was thinking of hugging him first thing and asking how he is..." she winked... I fake-glared at her, "Mmm... you have that much affection for your bro-in-law? Back in school days, whenever he came, you'd run away like that..."

"That was then, sis... Our dear Dad put me in an all-girls school... no chance to hang with boys at all... Now, in this one year, I'm making up for all of it..." she said laughing, then plopped down on the sofa... "Okay, tell me, sis... where's bro-in-law? And where are your little ones?"

"He's gone to his sister's place... should be back any time..." I told her, then to Dad, "Dad... wait, I'll get some water..." I said and went to the kitchen, brought water and gave it to them.

"Mmm... his sister more important than his wife now? Goes there every Sunday or what?" my sister raised her eyebrow teasingly.

"Hey... not like that... His sister's son wasn't feeling well... she called him for help, so he went... I'm important to him too... chatterbox..."

"His sister's son? Oh yeah... saw him at your wedding... mmm... Deepak... right?"

"Yeah... that's him..."

"He's five or six years younger than me... what does he study now?"

"If you saw him now, you wouldn't call him a little boy... he's grown up so much... in plus two... good sportsman too..."

"Oh... if even you say that... he must have a great physique... five or six years difference... that's fine... Mumbai guys are total duds... I'm drying up here, sis..." Lakshmi whined.

"You brat... what are you saying... Dad doesn't say anything, but does that mean you can talk like this...? I'm here... I'll tear you apart..."

Dad finished his water, gave the glass to Lakshmi saying "You drink..." and asked me, "You said your father-in-law is staying with you now...? Where is he, dear...?"



"He's here, Dad... in his room... I'll go tell him and bring him. Wait... The girls went to play at the neighbor's... I'll call them too..." I said and went toward Dad's room, pushed the door open a bit—there he was, fully naked, hand furiously stroking his long dark cock. When I opened the door, he turned to me and kept jerking it. Forgetting about Dad because of my father and sister's arrival, seeing him now made me feel sorry for him. From last night, he's been suffering without fucking me—it stirred pity in me.

Glancing back from there, my father and sister were engrossed in something on TV in the front... I didn't open the door fully, squeezed my body sideways through the gap and went inside, "Dad... give it, I'll jerk your cock for you..." I whispered softly. No sooner said than done... he came right up to me, captured my mouth with his, tossed my pallu down, grabbed my hand and placed it on his cock, then started squeezing my breasts over the blouse. I gripped his cock fully and started pumping it back and forth.

The intensity and pressure of his kisses, the way he mauled my tits—it showed how much he's been yearning for me. Still, with my father and sister here, this wasn't the time to fully satisfy his desires, so I pulled my mouth away, "Dad... my father and sister are here... please... I'll jerk you off quick... come out... Dad's asking where you are..." I said and started pumping his cock faster. He enjoyed it while slipping three fingers into my mouth, taking my saliva and smearing it on his cock. Now I pumped his cock again, that glistening shaft slick with my spit, even faster.

As I pumped, he squeezed my breasts hard over the blouse. Suddenly stopping, he reached for the blouse hooks—I gestured no... Dad, sister are there. He made a pleading face, no choice but to allow... he quickly unhooked all, opened the front of the blouse, and started kneading my heavy breasts with his hands. "Dad... quick..." I whispered low... he bent a bit and started sucking my nipples. That got my pussy starting to flow with juices.

My father-in-law sucking with such frenzy, while pumping his hand in the air like jerking off fast, I understood... his cock was about to spurt. Getting it, I sped up pumping his cock even more. He was sucking my nipples, I was jerking his cock. In the next 30 seconds, his cock erupted with cum, squirting five or six times with splat splat sounds, splashing on the floor. I said, "Enough? We'll definitely fuck when we get time... okay? Don't worry..." and pecked his lips. Then, smiling at him, I fixed my blouse and saree... "Okay... come quick... You were sleeping... I'll say I woke you and told them they're here..." I said and squeezed sideways through the slightly open door without noise and slipped out. Outside, I went to call the girls who had gone to play.

(To be continued)

 

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Temptations Unveiled: A Daughter-in-Law's Forbidden Arousal - Part 11




Having Dad and my sister show up felt like such a huge joy to my heart. Arjun and the girls came home too, and they were all thrilled chatting happily with my dad and sister. Dad and my father-in-law were deep in conversation about family matters and all sorts of other things. My sister Lakshmi played with Sindhu and Manju, making them super happy. Every now and then, she'd tease Arjun playfully.

In the middle of all that excitement, I didn't forget about Dad. Every so often, I'd adjust my pallu just for him, giving him quick glimpses of my tits. He'd try to hide his hardening cock by fixing his dhoti or crossing his legs—it made my pussy itch like crazy each time. I was super careful so no one else noticed.

What started as a bitter Sunday full of resentment toward Dad turned around as he shared his 19-year family sex secrets, washing away my anger. With my dad and sister's arrival, time flew by—dinner was done, and now the day's wrapping up. I'm dying to hear the full wild family fuck tales from him. But with everyone around, how can I give my pussy to Dad the way he craves? It's tormenting me.

The house has three rooms. We figured out sleeping spots: Arjun and I in our usual room. Lakshmi with the girls in theirs. That left one room with a single bed for Dad, but he and my dad argued over it—finally, my dad agreed to take it.

Everyone headed to their rooms. Arjun was out cold from no sleep last night. I turned off the lights, put on the bedside lamp, closed the door, and stepped out. Dad was on the hall sofa, watching news. I checked the front door lock, turned off the hall light, and went near his sofa. "Dad, you sleeping on the sofa? Or on the floor? I can set up a bed for you," I asked.

He uncrossed his legs, and his dhoti tented up hard. I glanced, shocked, and whispered, "Oh god, Dad... what the hell... did you take off your underwear?"



He whispered back softly, "Yeah, Shyamala, all for you."

Eyes on his bulge, I said in a low voice, "Fine, I'm going to my room."

He grabbed my hand, pulling me. "Dad, let go. My dad and sister's here now. We'll be ruined if anyone sees," I yanked my hand free.

"They're not asleep yet?" Dad asked.

"Your son's out cold. The girls probably aren't yet. Okay, I'm heading to the room." Fear made me pull away.

In a pitiful tone, Dad said, "Shyamala, come sit here. No one will know you're here."

I hesitated. "Shyamala, come on. Just give me a little milk and go," he begged pitifully.

Feeling sorry for him, my heart softened. My lust whispered to do it. With the milk pot in hand, I gave in despite the risk.

I scanned the house to make sure everyone was in their rooms, then slowly sat next to Dad. The spot was hidden—no one could spot it easily, dim light.

"Dad, please let me go quick," I begged softly.

"You're leaving me suffering like this, Shyamala. My cock's dying to plunge into your pussy whenever I want," he said pitifully.

"Dad, don't I crave it too? But this isn't the time," I said, fear in my voice.

"Shyamala, show me your pussy at least and go," he pleaded pitifully.

It broke my heart. "Okay, wait." I hiked up my saree fully in the back, sitting my bare ass on the floor. Now lifting the front would expose my pussy completely. I sat, and he stuck a finger in my mouth. "Mmm, taste how it is," he whispered huskily.

I sucked his finger. "Mmm, that's from your cock, right? Tastes good. I could pick out your cock's flavor easy."

"My daughter-in-law... Shyamala," he groaned pitifully. "Your pussy taste is still stuck in my mouth."

That got my lust rising a bit. I grabbed his head and hiked up the front of my saree, pressing it into my pussy spot. Pressed his head into my pussy and draped the saree and petticoat over his head. Inside my saree, my father-in-law started his work.

"How's the taste now, Dad? Ssss," I pressed his head harder. My legs were straight out, so he struggled to lick my pussy slit properly—I could tell. I started spreading my legs a little. Pussy juices were pooling. It was swollen with lust. Lust crashed into me wildly, starting to play inside.

My father-in-law now ran his tongue up and down my pussy slit fast. "Dad, shove your tongue in and lick good," I spread my legs wider. My moans fueled his speed even more. He tried to cover my swollen pussy fully with his mouth, sucking. As he sucked and sucked, drawing with his mouth, I could feel my pussy juices going into his mouth. Still, my mind craved his tongue reaching the bottom of my pussy.

"Dad, use your tongue to stir my pussy all the way to the bottom," I babbled in lust.

Now my father-in-law's tongue was trying to enter my pussy hole slowly. I was hugely enjoying my father-in-law's tongue play now. I let my pallu drop properly and started kneading my breasts over the blouse.

Now my father-in-law's tongue was trying to go fully into the pussy hole. Sometimes his tongue touched the bottom of the pussy hole and came back—I could feel it. That pleasure. It was a pleasure even Arjun hadn't given me till now. My mind desperately wanted my father-in-law's cock in my pussy right now. Still, my mind warned that it could turn dangerous at this moment.

My father-in-law kept plunging his tongue into the pussy hole without stopping, stirring. I reached the peak of sexual ecstasy. Unable to control, I lifted my ass up and up, giving it to him. "Aaahh. Ssss." Unable to enjoy this pleasure by making noise, I moaned very softly. Fast, lifting my ass up and up, I was giving my pussy to my father-in-law to lick. I pressed his head with frenzy too.

Has my pussy ever released this much juice before? That's doubtful. "Dad, lick and drink good, Dad. My pussy juices. It's for you. Your daughter-in-law I'm giving it to you. Lick and drink good, Dad. Aaahhh. Suck my whole pussy and draw with your mouth, Dad," I moaned, sound not coming out much.

Having reached satisfying climax two or three times, I suddenly grabbed his head and lifted it. I captured his mouth, soaked and glistening with my pussy juices, with my lips. I tasted my pussy juices mixed with my father-in-law's saliva myself. It was so tasty and fragrant. I licked and savored my nectar even stuck to the corners of my father-in-law's mouth with my tongue. It was satisfying. Bending down, I took my father-in-law's sticking out cock in my mouth once and sucked, pulled back the skin, imprinted my lips on the cock head and gave a kiss before standing up. It was clear my father-in-law was looking longingly.

"Dad, if we stay here too long, we'll both get caught. Please." I adjusted my saree and went into my room, lay down next to Arjun without noise. Arjun was still in deep sleep. I couldn't sleep, lying thinking about Dad. 10 minutes later, my phone vibrated in vibrator mode. Picking up, video call from Dad. With caution that Arjun might wake and see. Plugged in earphones and attended that video call.

On that side. My father-in-law. He was standing in our kitchen with the light on. Since only bedside light is on in this room. My face probably won't be clear to him. He brought the phone camera a bit down. It showed he wasn't wearing anything below the waist. His cock that I like so much now was twitching and throbbing there. I watched it with eagerness, what he's going to do next.

Within that, the sound of some bedroom door opening and someone coming out. My heart skipped a beat. Good thing no one came while I was with Dad, my mind eased a bit. But now, whoever came out better not go into the kitchen. If I could let Dad know that, but my face isn't clear to him. If I gesture, he won't see it. He isn't wearing earphones either. Mind panicking not knowing what to do. He on that side blissfully. Was jerking his cock showing it to me.
(To be continued)

 

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Temptations Unveiled: A Daughter-in-Law's Forbidden Arousal - Part 12




On the WhatsApp video call, Dad was wild with lust, thinking he was fucking me as he jerked his dark, long cock right up close to the camera. He didn't catch my desperate warnings. I kept an ear out for sounds outside while watching the phone. It sounded like someone coming out of a room to the bathroom. Still, I prayed whoever it was didn't head to the kitchen. If only I could alert Dad, but my face wasn't clear to him. Gestures wouldn't work—he had no earphones on. My mind was racing in panic, not knowing what to do, while he was blissfully pumping his cock, showing it off to me.

By then, Dad had reached his peak. His fully hard cock spurted cum. This was the third time today his cock unloaded, but it still looked like a lot.

After shooting his load, Dad ended the video call. I figured nothing bad happened—no one saw him jerking off. I drifted off to sleep.

Monday morning, 5:40 AM.

On weekdays, I have to get to school, so I usually wake at 5:30. Today I was a bit late. Still, I need to finish cooking and leave by 8:30. The events of the last two days flashed before my eyes again. Starting this sneaky, forbidden sex affair with Dad gave me a fresh thrill. My mind craved to enjoy this relationship happily without anyone finding out. Lost in so many thoughts, I stepped out of the room. Arjun usually wakes after 7:30. He'd wake the girls too.

Coming out, I was surprised. Dad, who normally goes for his 5 AM walk, was sitting on the hall floor doing breathing exercises instead. I quietly slipped into the kitchen and started work. In the next 5 minutes, he hugged me from behind, whispering in my ear, "It's me, daughter-in-law... don't make a sound." I freed his hands and turned to him.

"What the hell, Dad... in the morning...?" I asked, genuinely annoyed since he was interrupting my cooking.

Seeing me ask like that, his face changed a bit... "No, Shyamala... I've been thinking about you nonstop for two days... After you cut the video call last night, I jerked off thinking of you one more time..." He hung his head as he spoke, and pity welled up in me for him.

"Sorry, Dad... I've really messed with your mind..."

"What, Shyamala, you apologizing to me? I'm the one who didn't see you as my daughter-in-law... for my desires..."

"Oh god, Dad... we both wanted it... don't blame yourself alone... please..." I grabbed his hand and said.

He took my hand and placed it on his cheek. Then lifted it to kiss my palm. After being married all these years, having this new secret affair to share my bed with stirred something in me. I liked this illicit lust with my father-in-law. As he kissed, I hugged him close.



When I hugged, he buried his face in my neck and held me tight. "Shyamala... I need you, Shyamala... please..." he whispered softly, moaning while hugging me. I felt wetness below my neck. Hugging with one hand, I lifted my father-in-law's face a bit to look... his eyes were teary.

"Ugh... what is this, Dad... why are you now... oh god..." Seeing him teary made me choke up a bit too. I wiped his eyes comfortingly.

He has love for me beyond just lust—that hit me then. My mind ached to give myself to him fully right now. "Dad... it's almost 6 now. Your son won't wake till 7:30. My dad's a heavy sleeper too... I'll adjust cooking today... no one will wake for another hour and a half... do whatever you want with me now..."

My father-in-law, head bowed, looked up at me suddenly... I blinked, closing and opening my eyes to signal my consent...

"No, sweetie, Shyamala... don't... It feels like I'm crying and forcing you to fuck me... no..." he said, trying to pull away from my hug. I let go and,

"No, Dad... I really need your cock now..." I said, staring right into his eyes.

He stood silent without replying...

"Dad... give it or not?" I asked firmly, and when he stayed quiet...

I knelt in front of him. Pushed aside his dhoti and pulled down his underwear to his knees. Emotional and teary, my father-in-law's cock had shrunk. I grabbed it and looked up at him. "Dad... please... when you came and hugged me just now, was your cock like this? What happened, Dad... you're not forcing me... I'm the one begging you to fuck me... when I see your cock, it should be ready to plunge into my pussy... big... long... hard..." I said softly, then took his shrunken cock into my mouth and started sucking.

My father-in-law was still emotional, so his cock in my mouth was only slightly hardening. I dove into the mission of fully enlarging his cock. Sucking his cock, I tossed my pallu down. My heavy breasts strained against the blouse. I unhooked the first two hooks of the blouse, showing off the top flesh of my tits teasingly for my father-in-law. Slowly, he opened his eyes now and looked down at me kneeling, blowing his cock.

From above, my father-in-law must have had a killer view of my cleavage and the spilling top flesh of my tits—it'd drive any man's lust wild. He was now fully bent down, staring at my breasts. I looked up at him while sucking his dark cock. His hand now automatically started stroking my head. As I blew, he closed his eyes and savored it.

This time, I was determined his cock had to go in my pussy. I'd sucked enough—I pulled my father-in-law's cock from my mouth, "Enough..." and placed it between my two breasts, holding them with my hands and moving up and down to titfuck his cock nicely. That must've fueled his lust more. "Ssss..." he whispered softly, enjoying it. I spit my saliva between my breasts to let his cock slide smoothly in and out without friction.

My lust was climbing bit by bit now. "Ssss... Dad... enough... your cock needs to go in my pussy... Dad... please... like you fucked your daughter Priya to full satisfaction that first time... fuck me like that now, Dad... your cock has to hit the bottom of my pussy, Dad..." I babbled in lust.

The morning darkness had fully lifted, light spreading. The milk on the stove for tea sat untouched, stove unlit. Dhoti tossed aside, underwear down to knees, his massive hard cock standing stiff—my father-in-law and I were ready to fully surrender to lust in the kitchen, me with my blouse unhooked, stiff-nippled hanging tits out.

"Shyamala... I want one whiff of your pussy scent..." Standing, my father-in-law asked, and I didn't think twice—I hiked my saree with petticoat up to my belly. "Dad... this is for you, Dad... look at my pussy aching for your cock, Dad..." I said, eyes closed, holding up the saree.

My father-in-law knelt, his hand stroking my pussy hairs. My pussy was a bit swollen and plump with lust. The edges of my pussy slit waited for my father-in-law's cock to rub and enter. My father-in-law now brought his face close to my pussy and took a full, deep breath. Now holding my pussy lips apart with both hands, he spread them lightly and took another deep breath.

"Aaahhh... Dad... ssss..." I stood holding the saree, twisting in lust as he did. "Dad... please... shove your cock in... I can't take it anymore..." I said, turning and hiking my saree with petticoat fully in the back, grabbing the kitchen platform edge, standing bent like a dog showing my ass to my father-in-law, "Dad... please... stick that milk-dripping cock in my pussy..." my mind full of joy, pussy full of his cum like that, with love I told my father-in-law.

He held his milk-dripping cock and rubbed it up and down my pussy slit once from behind. "Ssss... aaahhhh... Dad... mmm... insert it, Dad..." I moaned.

From behind slowly now, he pressed his foreskin-peeled cock, dripping milk, into my pussy. "Ssss... Dad..." I moaned... in one go that first time, my father-in-law tried to shove his whole cock in. I liked that too.

Three-quarters of the cock in, it touched the bottom of my pussy... craving to send the rest in, my father-in-law pressed a bit harder... it caused a little pain in my pussy, I "Aaahh..." moaned a bit loud... "Shyamala... don't yell... someone might wake?" Dad whispered softly.

I bore the pain, "Hmmm... Dad... aaahh..." I moaned. The joy of his cock fully in my pussy once made my father-in-law slap one ass cheek with a smack. "Aaahh... mmm... Dad... slow..." I begged coquettishly. A few drops of milk dripped from my pussy.

Now holding both ass cheeks with both hands, my father-in-law pulled his big long cock out and in again. "Ssss..." I moaned in lust.

"Dad... did you fuck Priya like this too? Aaahhhh..." Asking that must've fueled his lust more. He slapped one ass cheek again with a smack, "Yeah... Shyamala... like this... aaahh... sss..." he said while pulling his cock in and out again and again. Each time his cock fully in and out, I blissfully enjoyed it touching and leaving the bottom of my pussy.

"Dad... your daughter-in-law is yours, Dad... pound good with your cock, Dad... aaahhhh... hhhm... ssss... aaahhhh..." I said, and my father-in-law now increased the speed.

Each time his cock fully in and out, the thigh area below his cock hit my ass cheeks making 'splat splat' sounds. Like a dog, I stood bent, enjoying my father-in-law's lust assault, with my unhooked blouse, hanging tits. Gradually increasing speed, my father-in-law started ramming his cock wildly. Occasionally reaching to grab my plump hanging tits upfront.

"Aaahh... aaahh... aaahh... Dad... aaahh..." Reaching climax again, letting pussy nectar flow, that with my father-in-law's cock stuck, sliding in and out of my pussy. For the third time now as I climaxed, my father-in-law's cock was ready to spurt cum.

"Shyamala.. my cock's gonna shoot cum... aaahhhh..." my father-in-law moaned while ramming his cock fast in and out of my pussy.

"Aaahh... Dad... let it come, Dad... let your cock cum fill my pussy completely... sssss... let my pussy overflow with your cock cum... shoot it, Dad.. aaahhhh..." I went to the peak of lust ecstasy.

As my father-in-law pumped wildly, suddenly he froze, his big stiff cock deep in my pussy... in the next 10 seconds, my father-in-law's big cock spurted cum filling my pussy completely.

This moment is an unforgettable one in my life... my mind was full, like my pussy filled with my father-in-law's cock cum...

Forgetting someone had woken and come out, my father-in-law and I savored that moment just like that, me bent, his cock still in my pussy... (To be continued)