Adultery Adventures of my lactating sister

[babasandy]

We had an hour to rest before getting ready for the evening bride anointment ceremony. Arushi and me were lying on the bed as my Rupali didi took some make up kit and went into the bathroom. She felt my eyes on her as she closed and locked the bathroom door. All the ladies would be decked out in their silk sarees and make up, so would she. She had already brought the required shade of nail polish to match the saree she was going to wear. It was a lighter shade of purplish pink to match darker shade of purple silk saree. She knew she wouldn’t have much time to get ready so she brought the quick drying type. She had not brought any of her make up set to look charming for Vikram. When she had left home she didn’t even know such a person existed or was also coming for the marriage. But now as she artfully applied the polish to her finger and toe nails she was having him in mind. She finished her tasks and looked admiringly at her own handiwork. She had to wait half an hour before she could take bath and apply the others after tying saree. My sister knew Vikram’s eyes would be on her. She wanted to look very good for him, better than that Smitha. When she came out i was still not asleep. I looked at her all over but did not say anything.

“Why don’t you get some shut eye Sandy. You can at least get an hours’ sleep. I’m going to lay down too.” she told me.

She went and laid down on the other side of the large bed with Aarushi lying in the middle between me and my sister. She lay with her eyes closed but not sleeping as she didn’t want to smudge the polish she had so diligently applied. Me and Arushi were beside her but my Rupali didi was thinking of Vikram and what happened between them earlier in the afternoon. Thinking of how he had suckled on by breasts made her nipples swell up again. Again, thinking of how his fingers and mouth worked their magic on her pussy she was getting wet and aroused again. She hands yearned to reach for her pussy but controlled herself. She remembered that she had left her panties on the floor in the room upstairs. She have to sneak up and get it later before anyone finds it there she decided. Soon she heard the soft snoring of me. Please brother sleep well tonight. Don’t be aware of anything happening. After tonight I may not be true to your jiju anymore. As long as you don’t know you won’t be hurt. I don’t want that ever to happen. Half an hour later she silently got up to take her bath. She have to get Arushi ready before she dressed up and got ready. I can sleep for longer. Women take more time to get ready unlike men. When my sister was bathing she felt her cunt again. It was still sticky and wet. How much that sweet rascal Vikram had made her lflow … how voraciously he slurped it. Now Rupali don’t keep thinking of that or you will start pleasing yourself she scolded herself. About an hour later we were all ready and about to leave the room. She took one last look in the long mirror in the room. I must admit she looked resplendent in her silk saree and make up. My Rupali didi had naughtily tied her saree a couple of inches lower in the hips than she normally would have. Her conscience was pricking that she was taking all this effort and care just for the benefit of one man … that too a man other than my jiju, but the prompting of her conscience was feeble in comparison to the cascading of lust.

Almost two and half hours later the ceremony was coming towards the end. It was just past eight in the evening. By this time most of the men were loitering outside. Now some of ladies, close relatives of the family, were helping to tidy up. In a short while food would be served. My Rupali didi had talking some items to be kept where the servants would wash it later. As she placed the items outside the kitchen, my uncle’s wife who was in the kitchen called out to her.

“Luckily you came Rupali, I boiling some water. Please wait here and off the stove after the water has boiled. Can you do that? I’ve to go to the hall first.”

“Sure aunty, you go ahead I’ll see to it,” she replied while still standing outside the kitchen. It was quite dark and no one was around. My sister was all alone, what if Vikram were to come here suddenly she thought to herself with a little shiver of excitement.

All of a sudden someone grabbed and hugged my sister. She was about to shout out in fear when a hand covered her mouth. “Shh Rupali, don’t struggle it’s me,” someone whispered in her ear. She instantly recognised the voice and stopped struggling. Vikram took his hand off her mouth and turned my sister around to face him.

“Vikram, what are you doing here, leave me. Someone might come,” she said but secretly delighted that he was here.

“You stunning beauty, you,“ he muttered huskily,” your beauty is haunting me.” He immediately started kissing my sister lips. She let him kiss for a few seconds and then pushed him away.

“Okay, now go before someone comes and we both get into trouble.”

“You looked like an angel … and that low hips … mmm .. any man whose lund could stand would have this evening. I’m no exception,” the rascal said evoking dirty image in her mind.

Even in this rather perilous situation my sister couldn’t help but smile at what he said. Seeing her smile, he pulled my sister hand and placed it on his groin. “See I’m not lying.”

Sure, enough that magnificent tool was rock hard. She pulled her hand away still feigning to be a reluctant housewife.

“You abandoned me there in the room and now seeing you so sexy and beautiful I had a hardon for so long now my balls are aching.”

“Don’t talk so dirty you idiot,” my sister scolded him though liking his talk. He must be having ‘blue balls’ now she said to herself.

“Have you no pity on me … I’m so much in pain,” he said with a pitiful look on his face.
That look awoke her feelings for him but still she said,” If you are so much in pain why don’t you release yourself.”

“Don’t be cruel Rupali , why don’t you do it for me? He said and then without a bit of shame he unzipped and pulled out his big tool. It was dark but my Rupali didi could still see it as he was standing very close to her. The sight of that magnificent rod aroused her own lust. Not waiting for my sister he pulled her hand and placed it on his ramrod cock. Her fingers automatically wrapped around it.


“Listen to me Vikram, we shouldn’t be here like this, someone might come.” Only her mouth was saying this but her hand was slowly stroking his cock.

He knew my Rupali didi was in an aroused state too.

“If that is so then you better hurry up and make me come. If I hear anyone coming I’ll run away first.”

“Where are you going to listen to me,” she said as if reluctant and resigned to doing this without any option but in reality she liked the feel of his hard, hot flesh on her fingers. She started stroking it. It was so long and thick that it was easy to grab fully and pull up and down in long strokes.

As my Rupali didi stroked him she thought this was such a beautiful and enticing cock. In choosing someone to be my first illicit lover I somehow had selected someone with such a wonderfully arousing piece of hard meat. No, that was not entirely true, I didn’t choose him, he chose me. It is bigger than what I’m used to, will it be painful or as wonderful as I think it would be when it first enters my little pussy? My sister thought.
Her hand started moving faster and she resisted the temptation to rub her pussy at the same time. Five minutes passed and he still did not show any sign of finishing.

“Unbutton the first two, three buttons of your shirt,” she told him.

He did it without asking her why. She pulled one side of his shirt aside and took his nipple in her mouth. She knew that sucking on a man’s nipple while shaking his cock was very pleasurable for a man. My jiju would stop her in less than two minutes when she did that for him as he can’t control himself from coming. But Vikram continued to enjoy the pleasure from her hand without any sign of climaxing. Now her hand started hurting. Also, he needed to finish fast. Every minute they delayed was dangerous. She made an instant decision, she had no choice, she had to be decisive. My Rupali didi squatted in front of him and swallowed half his cock. She started bobbing her head fast trying to take him to the edge. He started moving his hips to fuck my sister mouth. My sister held the bottom half of his stem in her fist to prevent him from shoving in his cock too deep inside and down her throat. She pumped his cock with her fist as she sucked at a speed she had never done before.

“Fantastic Rupali … ahhh … you’re a great cocksucker …aahh..”

Then in less than two to three minutes a flood of his thick cream gushed into my sister mouth. She swallowed some involuntarily and then spit out the rest on the ground after he had finished jerking. She got up and wiped her mouth with hand. She could get the smell of his cock in her palm.

“Is your pain gone now,” my Rupali didi asked him mischievously.

“Thanks, Rupali, You suck great.”
“Enough of your praise now go before anyone comes.”

“Rupali, I have a souvenir from you,” he said.

“What?” she asked him.

“You left your panties up in the room, I have it now.”

“Idiot, why are you keeping it … give it back to me.”

“No chance, I like the smell, I have been enjoying that so many times today.”

This rascal was so good at arousing her. “Yech … You dirty fellow, go away now you idiot,” she said with a smile as she turned away.

When my sister went back into the kitchen the water was boiling because of the heat of the flames and so was her body from the flames of lust.


The ladies were gaily laughing, teasing the bride and having a good time as they were engaged in ceremonies of the event. Seeing their happiness and laughter I too couldn’t help but smile. I looked around to see where my sister was as for the last five minutes one of my older uncles had been boring me with details of his illness which I had no interest in, and therefore was not able to see inside the hall. I couldn’t see her but with so many women, milling around, she could possibly be hidden from my sight. I started to look around more carefully to see where she was. Slight panic set in when I was not able to see her anywhere. I made my way past the people blocking the way to go into the hall and have a proper look. Now I was really panicked because it was obvious now that my Rupali didi was not there. I tried thinking hard when was the last time I saw her … it must be nearing twenty minutes now. When did I last notice my sister? A little longer than that. My sister was not to be seen, Vikram was not to be seen. Putting two and two together gave me a very disturbing answer. I felt anger grow within me. How can they be so bold? How can my sister behave so recklessly? Was their lust so strong that even with all the people around they had sneaked out to meet? Where can they be? To the terrace? Not likely, my Rupali didi would want to come back quickly if anyone calls for her. Where then? My sister had not come out through the front, I would have noticed that then. Behind … yes, that is a likely place.

Now if they were together behind I will catch them red handed. It would be unlikely that they would be having sex. It would likely be hugging, kissing and possibly a little fondling. Also, with the people all around nothing more than that would have taken place so far. So, if I catch them while they were engaged in this light petting I can warn them. Scold them there without making a big scene. My Rupali didi would be too scared after that to have anything to do with him. Vikram would be scared off too. He had been caught and he could get into big trouble with his friend’s family if he didn’t behave henceforth. I tried to walk as casually and unhurriedly as I could in trying not to attract attention. As I was trying to make my way to the side of the house so that I can go around to the back one of the men called out to me to ask where I was going.

“Need to go and urine, too many people inside, so I’m going to the back,” I replied.

I walked as stealthily as possible as I made my way around. Though I suspected that I would find my sister and Vikram in a clinch, kissing and fondling each other I was so afraid of what scene would meet my eyes that my heartbeat was racing uncontrollably. Would my sister be hugging that bastard Vikram? Would that son of a bitch be sucking my Rupali didi’s lips? Would my really have lost all senses of her honour and dared to cheat with another man? As I reached the end of the side wall I stood there for a minute, not being able to go further. Do I really want to see what was happening there? Would I be able to take it if I see my sister engaged in a passionate kiss with Vikram? Can I stand the pain of seeing Vikram’s hands on my sister’s body … pressing her tits, grabbing her buttocks? Worse, wouldn’t it kill me if I see my sister rubbing his lund with her fingers .. her hand grabbing another man’s penis in passion? Would it not be better to walk off, pretending everything was okay, or better just don’t believe any thing wrong happened. After tomorrow Vikram being here would have just been an incident in our lives. But no, I can’t do that. I have to be sure. I can’t continue living with my sister with this uncertainty about her behaviour. I stood there but only just peeked around to look behind. It was dark but I still would have been able to see two figures at least as a shadow. But no one was there. I felt so relieved. A big weight was lifted off my shoulders. No one was there but what if they were elsewhere? I silently walked up and peeked into the kitchen. My Rupali didi was there and she was alone. Only now my life came back to me. Nothing had happened. I had unnecessarily imagined the worst. My sister was smiling thinking of something. Probably recalling something the ladies had joked and laughed about. I took another step and my leg slid and I almost slipped and fell. Something was slippery down there, probably spit or mucus. I wiped my slippers on the grass nearby to clean it. There were some jasmine buds there too on the ground but I didn’t think much of it. The important thing was my sister was alone and Vikram was not there. I slowly walked back the way I came.

Vikram was looking at me and in his mind he was tounting me with his eyes.
"Your sister must have loved the taste of my hot seed, there was no retching when I shot my load into her mouth, she gulped some down quite happily. I had only asked her for a handjob but got a blowjob as a bonus. I must say your jiju is lucky. She really knows how to fondle a man’s cock and give him a lot of pleasure. The right amount of pressure, the right amount gentle rubbing as she pulled my foreskin up and down, and how sexy her hands looked. She must have just done her fingernails, how arousing it was to see her nail polish flash in a blur as her hands moved fast. You sister really looked like a doll today. Her very slight paunch in the belly and her small coin like belly button was making my cock restless. If you don’t realise it you are a fool, your sister tied her saree a little extra low only for me not for anyone else. Women do things to arouse their lovers which they never do or make the effort for their husbands. You didn’t know how many times your sister and I had exchanged glances just now. How she had purposely stood showing me her side so that I could see her creamy soft belly, saree tied with the small ‘V’ below the belly button. She wanted me to admire her belly, wanted to show that she did it for me. That is why the lover gets the best sex a wife can give and not her husband. I am going to enjoy all that beauty and you won’t be able to stop me. You don’t know it yet but you have already lost. Your sister has accepted my manhood to be superior to your jiju. It is not only me but your sister too is yearning for the time my cock would penetrate that sweet pussy of hers. In a way your jiju is a lucky bastard. Your sister’s body is so smooth and soft to touch but there is no looseness anywhere. I’m sure her pussy is going to be the same. I already know some but tonight I will find out how every part of your sister’s body tastes. The symbol of marriage around her neck would be bouncing on her breasts as they jiggle because of the force of my rod slamming into your sister’s pleasure hole".he thought by looking at me.
I was afraid to look at him now.

 

[babasandy]

When my Rupali didi got back to the hall one of the younger girls came up to her and asked,” Sis, where did you go? I was looking for you.”

“I was in the kitchen boiling water and getting it ready to make coffee.”

She suddenly looked keenly at her face. “Why sis your lipstick is smeared around a bit. Why did you kiss someone without anyone knowing,” She said as laughed and jokingly teased her.

She got a shock as she didn’t think to check how she looked. She was joking but a guilty one like my Rupali didi being flustered was only natural.

“You are going to get it from me you little wench. Some dust fell on my lips when I rubbed that away it must have smudged,” she managed with a lie.

How would she know the reason for this was because as she first jokingly said a man’s lips had actually rubbed there and then his stiff shaft had subsequently rubbed on my sister lips too. The girl was soon distracted. My Rupali didi quickly got into a small side room and repaired her make up before anyone else noticed. Not everyone would have accepted her excuse as the girl had. Now there was more meaning to it when Vikram and my sister secretly exchanged glances every now and then. The glances showed our yearning for each other. They arrived here as strangers to each other but an intimacy had developed between them that no one else was aware of. How can it not be when he has licked my sister pussy and she had sucked his dick. The event soon finished, food was served to everyone and after some cleaning up everyone was retiring to bed as soon as they can. The wedding was early next morning and everyone wanted to get as much rest as possible. I was still talking to some frnds. My Rupali didi took her daughter to the small room that was allotted to us. It was attached to the far end of the hall. It was now a little over half past ten. She was putting Arushi to sleep. With all the playing and running around she did she was soon asleep. My sister knew it was going to be difficult to wake her up in the morning and getting her ready. I was still not back.

At that time a very soft voice was calling out to my sister near the open window,” Rupali… Rupali.”

She looked up with a little jerk. She could just make out Vikram standing in the dark just outside the window. My Rupali didi immediately looked with perturbation at the hall through the open door. Luckily no one was looking in her direction. She quickly walked over to the window. The good thing was the window was hidden from the view from the hall but the bad thing was she cannot now see if anyone was coming towards the room.

“Why did you come here now Vikram, go before anyone comes.”

“Don’t worry, no one is looking here. Everything is working out as I have planned. Tonight, is going to be our first night sweetheart just you wait,” Vikram said. She could detect the excitement and happiness in his voice.

After saying that he quickly went away. My sister was confused. What he said … how was that possible. She was all excited earlier but as time went on and it became nearer the time when Vikram would try something to have sex with her she started getting nervous. This was risky. She could lose everything. My Rupali didi is after all a woman, a married woman at that. She won’t be able to handle the humiliation if she get caught. She would have no option but to commit suicide. At the same time Vikram sounded so confident. She was sure he was very resourceful when he sets his mind to enjoy a woman and he was not the type to get caught. The opposite emotions of fear and desire was on a head on collision in her. What could she do but to wait and see what happens? In a way she could be relieved if nothing happened tonight but she also cannot deny she would feel disappointment.



When I went back into my room I found that Arushi was fast asleep and my Rupali didi was sleeping beside him on the bed. When I entered the room my sister opened her eyes. “Oh, you’ve come back. Okay, let us go to sleep, we have to wake up early tomorrow morning.”

“Hmm Arushi has slept already. Did she eat his dinner?” I asked.

“Yup, she did. She and the other children had been running around and playing like crazy. No wonder she slept as soon as she laid down. She was really very tired. I’m going to have a problem getting her awake and ready in the morning,” my sister said.

I hesitated a bit before saying,” Mani, Shanker and another friend are going to have some fun. They are asking me to join them.” I wanted to see her reaction to this.

“What?? Are you joking? We will be all alone here. No, not necessary for you to join them,” She said firmly.

I was watching to see if she would be happy for me to be out of the way or at least pretend to be reluctant to let me go but show signs she was glad I won’t be here with her. But I could see her reaction was genuine. She really didn’t want me to go and this is the woman whose fidelity I doubted. I felt a little ashamed that I had suspected my sister. If she really wanted me to be here then she was not wanting to be involved in any adulterous affair.

“It’s only for a short while sister please, I’ll come back very soon.”

“I know you don’t go out drinking regularly. It’s a once in a while thing and because of that I didn’t mind letting you enjoy yourself. But that was when we were at home, this is a different place. I’m not comfortable with you going.” Again, a genuine reluctance for me to leave. I was confident now that I was totally wrong in my thinking of my sister. So I was more comfortable and ready to join Mani and other friends.

“my sweet sister please don’t worry all our relatives and friends are close by, nothing to be afraid of. See there through the window, you can see where Mani, Shanker and Govind are sitting. So, I won’t be very far away.”

My Rupali didi got up to look out the window. She could see the figures of the three men though from this distance she wouldn’t have been able to see their faces. She seemed to calm down a bit on seeing that I won’t be very far away. “I see that you have made up your mind. Go but don’t take too long. I won’t sleep till you come back.”

I was very happy. I had got the green signal to go and my sister wanted me back as soon as possible. Nothing like I had worried was likely to happen. “Don’t get angry sister..thnk u my lovely sister .”

“Okay, okay but don’t drink too much and try and come back as soon as possible. We have to get up early tomorrow morning. Keep that in mind.”

I left the room happily. I was feeling a relief that I hadn’t felt for the last several hours.

Though the excitement was again slowly arising in my Rupali didi she was aware of the dangers too. If caught red handed the consequences would be greater only for her. Under no circumstances must my brother or any of our friends or relative get to know if I had illicit sex, she thought. Yet with all these feelings of caution the desire to experience this thrilling pleasure was so great. Lust had that much of a pull within us. Knowing Vikram he would surely be coming here. She know she have to play her part too if they were not to get caught. My Rupali didi changed from her saree to a housecoat. This was easy to remove or easy to put on in a hurry. She went and washed her pussy clean. She came back and looked at herself in the mirror. Her make-up had not been removed yet. She had been too busy getting her daughter to sleep to do that, or maybe internally she wanted to look good for her lover to be. She was getting ready to cheat . She sat on the bed waiting for a lover who she was sure would come.

Vikram made his way round the side of the house. He had to go where the staircase to the terrace was and then quickly sneak into my sister’s room which was very near that. He have to make sure no one notices. As he was walking his cock already started getting erect.

My Rupali didi was sitting up on the bed. What ever feelings of tiredness she had was completely gone. She was feeling very alert now. Her heart was beating rapidly, she was feeling nervous …. and excited. Will Vikram actually come? Will he … we get caught? This waiting was causing the anxiety. It was like a long time had passed but in reality it had only been five minutes or so since me left. The bungalow was very quiet. Almost everyone was fast asleep. My sister could feel her palms sweating. Another five minutes had passed and that’s when she heard a voice near the window.

“Rupali keep the door open,” It was Vikram’s voice. It was very dark outside the window but from where I was sitting i could see the window. Would me be able to make out the shadow of a person standing there?

My Rupali didi quickly walked to the window but no one was there. Vikram must have seen my sister getting up from the bed and must have quickly gone around to come to the door. My Rupali didi could see me and the others sitting having drinks because there was a lamp over where we were sitting while the area outside the window was quite dark. Now Vikram would be waiting for her to open the door. He would have to remain hidden and can only dart into her room after she open it. Should she do it? All this while my sister had somehow avoided engaging in the ultimate sin but now if she open that door there was no going back. She would lose what no married woman should lose. Yet there was no denying the excitement within her . The emotions caused by all the short sexual play between my Rupali didi and Vikram and the pleasures that flooded her was fresh in her mind. With unsteady steps she walked to the door and opened it hoping there won’t be any creaking sound as it opened. Luckily the opened without any sound. Only part of the hall was visible from the door. My sister could see two servants were fast asleep on their mats. Vikram rushed in silently and closed the door. My Rupali didi stood there with her bosom heaving and legs trembling.

He smiled at her a conspiratorial smile. He looked dashing and handsome reminding her once again why she fell for his charms. “Vikram, no one saw you did they? I’m scared Vikram, will it be safe?” my sister said.

“Don’t worry Rupali, no one saw me. Everyone is very tired and fast asleep. No one will disturb our night of joy baby.”

It was not just a night of joy it was a night of sin … delirious sin admittedly. No further words were spoken as he came to my sister she came into his arms. This was the first time my sister gave herself fully in the passionate kiss they engaged in. All the sexual tension that had slowly built up from this morning was finally getting an outlet. My Rupali didi hugged him tightly, her young, handsome, virile lover. Her arms were around his neck, the palm of one hand on the back of his head grabbing him by his hair. So many hours had passed with anticipation of when they get together with each passing hour increasing the longing for each other. Vikram’s tension too can be seen by the fervour with which he devoured my sister lips. This was a sloppy, wet kiss with my sister softer, fuller lips mashing and grinding against his thinner lips. They were two separate individuals when they came here but now they were united as one as lovers. Luckily Arushi was sound asleep and was not a witness to her mother so shamelessly engaging in an erotic kiss with someone other than his father. My Rupali didi felt uncomfortable that Vikram would be making her his own in the very bed where my innocent daughter would be sleeping at one side. She would be sleeping not knowing that another man was enjoying what only his father had a right to enjoy and what was worse was that his mother was happily letting him enjoy her as she too enjoyed herself. He had his hand on my sister hips as he pulled her to him. Her breasts were mashed misshapen as it rubbed against his chest. One of his thighs were between her two thighs as it pushed and rubbed against her pussy. My Rupali didi didn’t have any panties on and so she could feel the rubbing more keenly.
This time they had more time than the two times they had engaged in heavy sexual foreplay but his needs, and her too, were such that they didn’t have much patience.

He pulled my sister's housecoat off and she helped him to do. He threw it on the bed and stood for a minute admiring the contours of her body. The room too was unlit and in darkness except for the little light creeping in because of the half moon in the sky. But his eyes having been accustomed to the darkness enabled him to still enjoy the erotic sight of a naked woman clad in only a bra. That the brother of the naked woman though close by was not aware that his sister was willingly showing her naked beauty to him added to the eroticism. Only the bra prevented him in seeing my sister fully naked. Even when he can see my sister vagina why should her bra still deny him full enjoyment. My sister hands reached back to unhook her bra. In doing so her breasts were pushed out even more for him to see. Soon the bra too was on the bed along with her housecoat. For the first time in her life a man other than my jiju was seeing my sister fully naked. Even in brief sexual encounter upstairs she was still half clothed. His eyes were appraising her body with appreciation. The only things on my Rupali didi's body now were her jewelleries and ornaments. earrings, the two gold bangles, the engagement ring on her finger with her husband’s initial ‘V’ her silver anklets and toe studs. All these would have added charm to her beauty but only the gold chain symbolising that my sister is a married woman would have been the most arousing for him. She know that she was a few kilos over the ideal svelte figure that she had before she was married, that’s only to be expected after giving birth to child. But she hoped that when he was seeing her fully naked like this for the first time he would not be disappointed. Sometimes a woman looks for beautiful when she is clothed than when she is naked. When naked the flaws become visible. The extra flesh around the belly and the thighs, the sag in the breasts that seemed so attractive when they were held up by the bra. Sometimes the wrinkles on the skin which now become visible. But as far as my Rupali didi was concerned her breasts were still very firm and jutting out proudly from her chest and her skin was still clear and smooth. The only thing she was worried about was that her stomach was starting to have the beginnings of a belly flab.

“Wow …. So beautiful and sexy … you are a goddess.”

 

[babasandy]

He held up my Rupali didi's breasts by the palm of his two hands as if wanting to asses what they weighed. He bent his head and gently kissed each of her nipples in turn. My sister sighed as silently as she could. He struck out his tongue to tease her nipple which was already erect. As his tongue pushed against it her nipple slid around his tongue as if wanting to evade capture but this friction between my sister's nipple and his tongue was causing her to gasp slowly. Finally, his lips captured her nipple. His head moved forward and her soft flesh gave way. The flesh around her nipple and areola was pressed somewhat flat. He started sucking eagerly with his lips pressed against my sister's nipple. Looking down at his lips attached to her nipple it reminded her of how her young daughter, who was serenely sleeping on the bed, would suckle avariciously on her milk filled breast when she was a baby. She cradled Vikram’s head, as she had cradled Aarushi while breastfeeding. Now my Rupali didi was breastfeeding this rascal . He was kneading her other breast as he drank the mother's milk. As he pushed and pulled on her nipple as he sucked, my Rupali didi moaned softly in appreciation of the pleasure he was giving. The nipple was more sensitive and pleasurable now after my niece had fed on it than before she gave birth to a child. As Vikram moved to the other nipple this one was wet, swollen hard and oozing milk. He was transporting my sister to so much pleasure that she wanted to do the same. She pulled his head up and kissed him passionately. Her fingers fumbled as she hurriedly tried to unbutton his shirt. Finally, it was off and he was standing half naked before my sister. Who says only men would appreciatively admire a woman’s body? A woman too would do that especially if a body is well sculptured with toned and firm muscles as Vikram’s body was. My Rupali didi couldn’t but help notice the stark contrast of Vikram’s ‘V’ shaped body to that of her husband’s flabbier body. When she looked at his chest she laughed out softly in amusement.

“What?,” he asked softly not understanding the reason for her mirth.

She pointed to his chest or rather his right nipple. There was a lipstick stain in the shape of a woman’s lips around his nipple. This must have happened when my sister had sucked his nipple as she shagged him earlier. He had been walking around with this smear all this time being totally unaware of it. If he had taken off his shirt in front of his friends it would have shown them what Vikram had been slyly engaging in, only thing they wouldn’t know with which woman. He too smiled becoming aware of it for the first time. This reminder of what had gone on between them earlier was adding to already feverish arousal. She buried her face on his chest as he pulled her to him. His manly scent filling her nostrils was making her wanting more of him. Her lips tasted the flesh of his chest once more. She kissed his chest, tasting every inch of his firm flesh till she came and stopped at his nipple. The same nipple that still had my sister lipstick mark around it. It was now her turn to bite and suck. It was his turn to moan and groan in pleasure. My sister fingernails drew lines on his hard stomach muscles before sliding down over his pants. Her fingers once more grabbed his cock raring to get out. This time when it is released from its confinement it won’t stop till it had plumbed the depths of my Rupali didi's love tunnel. But for how long can they be engaging in this love play. I won’t be sitting there forever. time was limited for them.

“We can’t be too long Vikram,” she whispered with her face on his chest.

“Come,” he said as he led my sister to the window. “Look over there, your brother is there.”



My Rupali didi could see me and my relative and friends drinking from where they were because of the lamp overhead. She could not see any of our faces but only could make out who it was from our body shape. We couldn’t see her as the room was much darker than where we were.

“We’ll keep an eye on your brother as we make love darling.” It was odd but at the same time exciting that as my sister had sex with her lover they both could see me totally unaware brother as they enjoyed themselves.

My Rupali didi too became less scared now. They won’t be surprised by my suddenly returning. If they see me getting up to come here there will be enough time for Vikram to hurriedly wear his pants at least and pick up his clothes and slip away. My sister too only had the housecoat to slip on. Even the bra she can just shove it inside her bag. Now with my sister anxiety somewhat eased she looked at her young lover with desire coming to the forefront. There was no need to gauge his lust she could see that from his smouldering look. This time without fear, without worry they started kissing with renewed passion. dry lips became slowly wet as their saliva made the friction of lips’ smoother. It was as if they were duelling to see who could suck the others’ lips with more vigour. My sister eyes were closed as she savoured the eroticism of the moment. When the long kiss ended she opened her eyes. He looked at my sister and smiled … a smile that showed how happy he was, a triumphant smile that said he had got his prize .. the wife of another man. She returned his smile … a bashful smile, a smile acknowledging a woman succumbing to her desires .. succumbing to his manliness. He stuck out his tongue as his head again moved towards my sister. She know what he wanted. She stuck out her tongue to meet his. After a little clash of tongues as my sister tongue withdrew back into her mouth his tongue relentlessly followed it inside. They again engaged in a heated passionate kiss that only two adulterous lovers could. When this kiss too ended they were gulping in air out of breathlessness and also taking time to see if I was still where i was. She saw me raise my glass to my lips. I was sipping from the glass but Vikram had been sipping directly from my Rupali didi’s lips.

 

[abcturbine]

Superb.....
Brilliant...

 

[babasandy]

My sister's pussy was aching to be touched. As if reading her mind Vikram pushed his thigh between her thighs. As her pussy lips rubbed against his thigh she realised that he still had his pants on. This was not fair. My Rupali didi was completely naked but he still had his pants on. She immediately started opening his belt to remove his pants. This made her aware that she had not even once done this with my jiju. It was my jiju who would undress before coming to her. But here her desire to hold the magnificent love tool was so great that she quickly pulled down his pants. She could see his cock was straining hard against his boxers in an effort to get free. She was eager for it to be free too. My Rupali didi quickly pulled down his underwear and that sex weapon sprang out. It stood up at a slightly higher angle as if trying to look at the ceiling. With veins bulging and flesh as hard as rock it looked intimidating but in a nice way. This was the third time my sister was seeing it but her fascination for it only seemed to increase each time. My Rupali didi held it again admiring its girth and strength, its virility arousing my sister need for it. As her fingers held it she could feel the pulse throbbing in that blood engorged tubular flesh. This was what that was going to take for my sister new lessons in lust that my jiju was not able to do. She lovingly stroked her lover’s cock letting her fingers slide up and down that long hard lund.

“I never expected something this big,” my sister said in wonderment as she pulled his skin in and out.

“You like my cock Rupali?”

“Can’t you tell by how I hold it?”

“Me too darling,” he replied.

My Rupali didi psaid,” What you like your cock too?”

“No, I meant I like the way you hold it Rupali. Those soft, beautiful fingers of your holding it feels like heaven.”

As she stroked his cock she squeezed and rubbed it as my sister asked,” Really, you think my fingers are beautiful?”

“They are already so beautiful but you know I have a fetish.”

“What’s that,” my Rupali didi asked curiously. Whatever his fetish she hoped she can fulfil it.

“If you had grown your nails longer and manicured it, it would even be sexier.”

She laughed softly when he said this. My sister rubbed the reddish bud of his penis as she asked,” You like women to do that do you?
“I’m married now and a mother of a child, all that are gone with my college days.”

“Who said you can’t baby you still look like a college girl.”

His words made my sister feel good. He was noting even the small details of my Rupali didi and complimenting her. It is many years now since my jiju complimented her on anything. Vikram is making her happy. My sister remembered how he had moaned earlier behind the kitchen when she shagged him while she nibbled and sucked on his nipple. She did the same thing now.

“Ahh.. Ahh..,” his soft moans showed how he was enjoying it again. She could feel his cock jerk and throb in her fingers.

“That’s it darling … shake my cock faster, ohh .. suck my nipple .. ah.. don’t bite.”

My Rupali didi sucked and shagged him and slowly started kissing her way down past his flat stomach till my sister was on her knees in front of him. His beefy hard cock was right in front of my sister face staring back at her. The poor thing looked like it was angry that it wasn’t still allowed to enter the warm and wet comfort of my Rupali didi's pleasure pit. Let me console it first she thought. She pulled back the foreskin completely till it was stuck behind the bulbous head of his cock. The head of his cock matched his large girth. She kissed it lovingly, a strand of his pre-cum attached itself like a string being pulled between the tip of his cock and my horny sister lips. My Rupali didi struck her tongue out and pulled it inside her mouth to taste his arousal. Her tongue flicked out again and again tasting his pre-cum till none was left on his cock head. She liked his stalk all the way down to his testes.

 

[Delta101]

Baba ji ke back to back updates.......Outstanding!

 

[babasandy]

As my Rupali didi took those heavy sacs one by one into her mouth she continued to stroke his lund. She tried to think if she had ever done this for my jiju? I’ve sucked his cock, yes but no, I have never taken his balls in my mouth, she thought. But here she is trying to please her lover in all new ways she can think of. His sacs were big and heavy. She remembered when she sucked him behind the kitchen how much of his potent fluid had gushed out from his cock. Vikram was truly a virile young man at the peak of his sexuality. As she sat up again she looked out the window.

Her head was just above the bottom sill of the window. She saw me still sitting and drinking there.she had warned him not to go. She had told me to stay. She did everything that would protect my honour but I didn’t listen to her and now I am paying the price. As pI lifted my glass to my lips to gulp down some whisky my sister opened her lips to gulp the hot cock of her lover. Her head bobbed slowly letting the throbbing flesh slide in and out of her hot mouth. My Rupali didi tongue explored all the contours of that thick rod. If it was a question of who was enjoying more at this moment, I was enjoying the taste of the whisky or Vikram enjoying the friction of my sister tongue on his erect cock, Vikram’s enjoyment would be greater every time. As my sister psucked on her lover’s erect tool she heard him laugh softly.

“Whisky inside the brother’s mouth and my cock inside his sister’s mouth,” he muttered.

My Rupali didi bit his cock. “Aww darling … easy dear,” he said.

“You’re getting too much you know that. Next time I’ll bite harder.” But Vikram knew this was not anger but just playful banter between lovers.

“No whisky however expensive can ever come close to the pleasure you are giving me now. I wouldn’t trade this for anything in the world.” he said.

My Rupali didi saw his face so full of desire for her and she felt special. She wanted to make him suffer, suffer not in pain but giving him so much pleasure must make him suffer in trying to control himself from prematurely finishing in my sister mouth. So, my Rupali didi sucked him … long … hard … deep … Sucked him not out of duty but out of lust. My sister's tongue was like a brush painting the skin of his cock with her saliva. His pre-cum kept oozing into her mouth and she tasted and swallowed it with relish. For the first time my sister was sucking a cock because she was so much aroused. He enjoyed everything my sister gave him and wanted even more as evidenced by him fucking her mouth in rhythm to her sucking. Yet he showed no evidence that he was ready to finish. My sister felt as if his cock’s girth had swollen a round more because of her blowjob. So much of a difference from my jiju. He would never have lasted so long but truth be said my sister has never sucked his cock with this much desire. My Rupali didi would do it for a minute or so and he would stop her as that itself was all he could stand. Vikram would have loved for this to go on but they just didn’t have the time. He pulled his cock, which was wet with my sister saliva, out of her mouth. He hit the top of my Rupali didi's breasts with his hard cock. There was a soft ‘pat’ ‘pat’ sound as he did it. My sister took it in her hand and started stroking it again. It seemed to be even bigger than it was before she had started sucking it. How is my sister's tight pussy going to take this big rascal inside? Her pussy has been used to my jiju’s average sized penis. His foreskin was still pulled completely back. My sister took his cock and rubbed the tip of his red bud on her erect nipples one after the other. His precum was coated on to it. Well when he sucks her breasts he would have to taste it won’t he.

“Sssss,” his cock rubbing on her nipples was giving her pleasure too.

Vikram kneaded my sister's breasts and then pushed his cock in the cleavage between her boobs. My Rupali didi trapped his cock between her two soft mounds of flesh as she pressed them together. He started fucking my sister breasts leaking more of his precum between her breasts. As he fucked my sister breasts he again looked at where i was. Was he keeping an eye on me or was he revelling that he was enjoying sex with my sister as totally oblivious brother me was getting drunk?

“What is happening there? Does it look like they are finishing? My Rupali didi still feared that this thrilling sexual adventure would be suddenly interrupted by me returning.

“Nope, it doesn’t look like your brother Sandy would come back anytime now. You know dear, your brother is such a good boy.”

He saw my sister looking at him quizzically and laughed. “Well what else can you say about a person who has diplomatically moved aside so I can enjoy with his sister and let his sister enjoy herself too.”

He was making fun of me but my Rupali didi was at a point beyond caring. Only the lust she had was important now. His cock trapped by my sister big breasts would slip and slide up to her chin. Her tongue would dart out to lick his cock when that happened. After a few minutes of fucking my sister breasts he made her stand up. They both automatically turned to look where I was before they lip locked in another ardent kiss. Even kissing Vikram was so erotically arousing for her. He turned my sister around and hugged her from behind pressing his cock between her buttocks. He was huskily whispering in my sister ear but he was not talking to her rather he was speaking as if he was speaking to me.

“Thank you Sandy for this gift of your sister’s voluptuous body. I’ve never seen a sexier woman than your sister.” His words were pleasing and erotic to her.

“Your sister’s lips seem to be coated with honey they are so sweet to kiss. I tell you Sandy I drank your sister’s love fluid directly from her cunt, it was so intoxicating you can never get that high with the alcohol you’re drinking.” he said to her.
She reached back to hold his cock and rub it on her pussy moaning her pleasure.

“When your sister sucked my cock that was the best blowjob I ever had. Now I’m going to fuck your sister’s pure pussy. Your sexy sister and I are going to fuck like animals in heat, you enjoy the whisky I gave you.” he said.

The last sentence made my sister jerk up. “What? You gave him the whisky?”

“Yes, my love, I gave it through that man Mani, only then I can be with you naked like this can’t I.”

“You rascal, you planned everything.”

“Look sandy, your sister is scolding me, calling me a rascal but she loves this rascal’s cock. Oh, how eagerly she sucked my cock I don’t think she would have sucked your jiju cock so passionately … isn’t that so Rupali? Tell your brother.”

He rubbed his cock hard against my sister's arse as he kneaded her breast while at the same time started rubbing her clit. He was driving my sister crazy with lust. “Yes dear, I sucked Vikram’s cock and I liked it so much … I’ve never sucked your jiju cock like that.” she said.

“Your sister wants my cock, she doesn’t like your jiju small cock, she is crazy for my big cock isn’t that so Rupali.”

Vikram was biting and licking her neck as his fingers pinched my sister's swollen nipple. “ssss …. Year dear … Vikram has a big one, I want it so much.”

Vikram’s fingers were expertly marauding all over her body making her desire burn like an uncontrollable fever. My Rupali didi was finding it so difficult from moaning out loud. Still her little whimpers showed how much in heat she was.

“Tell him Rupali… tell him how much bigger my cock is.”

She couldn’t play this game anymore, she desperately wanted that love weapon to stab her most intimate part. “Forget him Vikram, fuck me, I can’t stand it.”

“Will do it darling but tell your brother first … tell him why you are cheating and want to get fucked by me.”

Vikram won’t leave my sister till he has his way. He made her stand with her legs further apart so that his fingers could explore the inner walls of her intimate tunnel. He knew where to rub, how to make her shudder in pleasure.

“Fuck me Vikram, please,” she pleaded but he didn’t relent.

“Sandy, your sister is begging me to screw her. She wants a real man to give fuck her. You don’t mind your sister getting pleasure from me don’t you?”

Vikram was sucking on my sister neck, his hand was kneading her breast, his fingers were rubbing her cunt and she herself was rubbing his cock against her pussy lips. My Rupali didi was in a state of delirium by this multi-pronged sexual assault on her body. Her lust was at such a peak that her sticky fluid was dripping from his fingers on to the floor. Words came unthinkingly tumbling out from my married sister's mouth.

“Tell Vikram to fuck me … I want his cock … he is a hunk .. only a virile man like him can take me to heaven ..your jiju can’t. Tell him to fuck your sister.” her words made Vikram lose his control too. Now he took his cock in his hand. He was going to enter in my sister. This is it my married sister's cunt is going to be fucked by a new cock . She would become an adulteress and she wanted to be one very eagerly.

He made my sister stand with legs slightly further apart as she bent and held the railings of the window. He rubbed his cock head on her pussy lips which gave way to the probing bud. “Sandy, your sister is standing like a whore for me to fuck her.” He pushed in slightly an inch of his cock pushed apart her pussy lips as her cunt started accommodating his rod. He pushed some more a third of his cock entered her pussy. My Rupali didi felt her cunt lips being stretched out like it had never been by a cock before.

“Ahh… your sister’s cunt is so tight and wet … her pussy is gripping my cock so hard,” Vikram moaned.

My Rupali didi looked out to where I was. I was totally unaware that a young man’s huge cock was now almost half way inside my sister's pussy. Her eyes blurred, only the pleasure was in her consciousness. He slowly slid in till he was wholly inside of her cunt. My Rupali didi was so wet and ready that she didn’t feel pain, only a little discomfort at her pussy lips being stretched out so wide. He held his cock deep in my sister's pussy savouring the pleasurable feeling. But my Rupali didi was too hot to wait. She was in a literal sense a hotwife.

“Fuck me Vikram darling… fuck me … I want you baby…Yessss..”

“Sandy, my cock is fully inside your sister’s pussy. I can’t believe she gave birth to a child her sweet cunt is so tight. I’m going to fuck her now. I’m going to fuck her long and hard and she’s going to mumble my name as I fuck her married cunt.”

Vikram started moving his hips slowly. My sister could feel his hard flesh pulling out and her wet wall clinging to his flesh as it rubbed and slid out. Then her wet walls would eagerly grasp his hard flesh at it pushed back in. The girth of his cock was so great that it was rubbing against all the sensitive spots inside her pussy. Her swollen protruding pleasure nub too was rubbing against his flesh. Now my sister knew what heaven was. As he started moving a bit faster her fingers tightened on the iron railings of the window.

“Ang … ang … ssss… Vikram … Vikram… ahh…” Vikram was right my sister was mumbling his name in passion as he fucked her.

“Ahh… Rupali … your cunt is so hot darling… wonderful.”


“Faster darling … faster my sister begged him,”

He fucked my sister fast now while trying hard not to thump hard against her body for fear of the noise it would make. My Rupali didi couldn’t look out the window at me now because enjoying an orgasm through another man’s cock was the ultimate betrayal she could do to me and jiju.

“I’m going to cum darling… Vikram … Vikram …. I love you Vikram… Ohhh…. Yesssss…..”

Her body started spasming violently. Pleasure that she had never known before came rushing into her body. For some reason tears started flowing down her cheeks. She pressed her mouth on her upper arm for fear of shouting out loud in pleasure. The few times she had an orgasm through my jiju she didn’t ever feel the need to cry out loud. That orgasm usually lasted a few seconds but now her body was spasming for over a minute and the pleasure was so intense that she felt the strength draining out of her legs. As my sister slowly stopped shuddering she turned around, as Vikram’s cock popped out from her cunt. She kissed him passionately and lovingly for giving her so much of bliss. She could see that he had not finished yet.their sex encounter was just starting.

“Thank you Vikram … that was fantastic.”

“No Rupali, you were fantastic,” he said with a smile.

At that time Vikram looked out the window and froze. Not knowing why, My Rupali didi too looked out was shocked. I was trying to get up. Oh no, i was going to come back before Vikram could finish. She too needed more having tasted such joy for the first time. One of the others there made me sit down. They waited not knowing what was going to happen next. Some words were being spoken. Then I sat back relaxed as another drink was poured for me. They looked at each other and smiled. From experience she knew it would be at least another half hour before I came back.

“I’ve not finished baby, let’s continue,” Vikram said.

“This time I want to see you, kiss you as you fucked me,” she said.

Vikram smiled lewdly at my sister.

 

[babasandy]

It was Vikram's duty to fulfil the wishes of my Rupali didi wasn’t it. She wanted to fuck while seeing his face, indulging in feverish kisses as his cock ploughed her treasure hole. He made her sit on the window sill with her back pressing against the windows iron bars. The sill was not very broad and it could only accommodate half of her luxuriant buttocks. He held my sister with each of his arm, at the elbows hooking and holding her from under her knees. This was she didn’t slip down from the window sill. Her pussy hole was slightly agape waiting for his rod to thrust into them once more. Her pinkish nether lips were wet and glistening and slightly reddish from the pounding by his lund. He moved her legs wider a bit as I moved forward bringing my cock right to that entrance to heaven. My Rupali didi had her hands around his neck holding on to him. She brought her right hand down and took his cock in her fingers. She rubbed it on her hole self-pleasuring herself. Then she lodged the head of cock right at the entrance of her hole with her pussy lips on either side of his cock head held it in place. He looked out over her shoulders to where i was sitting. The poor me was totally oblivious to what was happening. My sister was opening her thighs wide open for her lover (Vikram). She was placing his cock at her hole herself showing how much she desired this sinful fuck. I would have never even dreamt that my sister would be doing this when we left home yesterday. Looking at me as he slid his cock into my sister pussy gave him added pleasure. He was aware now much i suspected him and was desperate to prevent him from seducing my sister but i had failed miserably. Now after he had thoroughly fucked her tonight he wanted her to long to have sex with him again and again. She was too beautiful and sexy her cunt was too sweet and tight for him to be satisfied with just having sex with her this one time. He have to make her his mistress at least for a year or two. Explore all the erotic pleasures of adulterous sex with her before done with her. By that time, she would probably have had sex with him as many times as she had with her husband in all the years of marriage to him.



They looked into each-others’ eyes. Two pairs of lust filled eyes speaking of its yearning for this immoral pleasure. He was surprised that when he pretended to speak to me when he first fucked her she too responded and joined in the role play. Her response too in the first fuck pleasantly surprised him. The way she pushed her hips back, meeting his thrusts with that of her own, the way her pussy muscles gripped and kneaded his hard cock flesh showed a highly libidinous woman with so much of suppressed desires that had been waiting to be unlock and given free rein. My jiju was an ass if he failed to see this in his wife. He deserves to wear the horns we are going to … no, already giving him, he thought .he pushed in and out starting slowly once more. Her tight pussy griping tightly and milking his long and thick stem astonished him again. What a wonderful fuck this housewife my sister was. Even this first fuck with her was so wonderful, how much more pleasurable it would be when they really get when each of them gets to know the other’s body well? She pulled his head by the neck she was holding on to. She wanted to kiss as his cock plunged into her pussy. This lascivious woman continued to astound him by her ardour. lips locked again as his cock went right up to cervix each time he thrust in. This is the most intimate a man and a woman can be. A part of him deep inside her and she holding him inside with great joy and desire. This intimacy that a woman should share only with her husband becomes more intensely hot and pleasurable when shared with her lover. Her fingers were into his hair gripping it as they kissed. tongues fought inside her mouth as their lips ground together. She was moaning too the sounds suppressed by locked lips. His eyes once again looked at me, he wished he could see how feverishly my sister was lip locking with him as he fucked her. He moved much faster now thrusting in hard and pushing her soft back on the iron bars. He hope no red welts were left on her fair skin because of this. Her hand was on his back, moving restlessly, clawing as pleasure wracked her body once more needless to say he was in equal bliss too. We had been fucking for ten minutes now. This was not so comfortable for either of them. They needed to fuck more freely. He looked at me once more. I was sitting back relaxed on my chair. the alcohol had fully taken hold now. I won’t come back now till we polish off the bottle. He has more time to enjoy my sister. He hugged her tightly and lifted her. Her hands wrapped around his neck and her ankles locked behind his hips.



“What dear? What are you going to do.?” She asked .



“It’s uncomfortable here, let’s fuck on the bed.”



“What about keeping an eye on my brother?”



“He won’t come back now. He is sitting back and drinking and I think he is already quite high. Look for yourself.” he turned slightly so she could see too.



This beautiful housewife my Rupali didi who till now had been faithful to her husband now looked at me while she was clinking on to her lover’s body with his cock deep inside her pussy. What she wanted was for her brother not to be a hinderance to her indulging in her first adulterous sexual intercourse. She indicated she was ready to continue fucking when she started kissing his neck. Vikram carried her to the bed. With each step he took his cock rubbed inside her pussy wall giving both of them pleasure. He put her down on the bed. Her sleeping daughter was just three feet away on the bed. For the first time in his life he was going to fuck the mother as the daughter slept soundly nearby.



She opened her legs wide and held her hands out to inviting him on to her body. “Come darling … fuck me,” she said with heated desire. He loved how this housewife was so consumed with lust she had lost all decorum and was just a woman in the grip of delirious sexual fever.



“Wait dear, first I want to drink something that will give a bigger high than the whisky your brother is drinking.” he had only licked her cunt once, that was when he brought her to orgasm with mouth when they were in the room upstairs earlier in the afternoon. He wanted to taste her heady fluid once more. Since he came here to her room she had sucked his cock but he yet to drain her pussy with his mouth.



He bit very gently on her clit and then sucked it along with the hood covering it. “Ohh … Vikram … thar’s it darling..,” she moaned.



His tongue proved her wet walls slurping in her lustful fluid. The tip of his two fingers rubbed her inner wall slowly moving upwards. Her moaning was now mixed with small whimpers. Now he started eating her pussy in earnest. He finger fucked her as he slurped in her arousal fluid. She was pressing his head hard on her pussy. Her back lifted up like a bow as she lost herself in the pleasures of sin. He only licked her for four to five minutes. He was going to make sure that this is only the beginning of a long and torrid sexual affair. There will be time enough to fully enjoy the taste of her cunt. She had not climaxed yet. She was going to get her orgasm only when his hard, long flesh is fully planted deep into her fertile love pit.



“Kiss me …. Fuck me Vikram … my darling illegal husband,” my Rupali didi moaned.

 

[abcturbine]

Superb....
Brilliant....

 

[babasandy]

Her cunt eagerly pulled in Vikram's surging cock. Her hands grasped his back, her calves locked over him. He started pumping the cunt of this deliciously sexy married sister of mine. Her big breasts mashed into his chest. Her mangalsutra rubbed against his chest driving Vikram to greater frenzy. lustful dance of love started again. The force of coupling shook the bed but luckily it did not wake up her sleeping daughter Arushi. Even if she got up, at her age she would not have been able to comprehend what uncle Vikram was doing on top of her mother and why both of them had no clothes on their bodies. She would have been upset to see her mother moaning and crying because uncle Vikram was hitting her body with his body. How was she to know that her mothers’ cries were not of that in pain but cries of uncontrollable joy.



“ahh…ang … Vikram … sss… yes… fuck … ohhh… yes..yes…” her moans of pleasure were the fuel Vikram needed to move faster.

“I’ve had a few women but no one as beautiful as you, no sweeter cunt than yours,” he mumbled because of the intense pleasure he was feeling.



“I know, I’m just one more conquest,” my Rupali didi said accusingly but her hips continued to push and meet him.


“I’m not lying Rupali… humph … humph ,”he grunted as he fucked my sister,” you’re so special, I’ll not leave you my hunger for you will never be satisfied.”



She kissed him passionately now. “Am I really darling ?? I love you.” he knew that this was just sexual passion talking. Their union was more of lust than love but he also said,” I love you baby.”

He was kneading her breasts as they fornicated, She was biting on his chest in passion. “How is this fuck, better than with your husband?”

“Don’t you know,”

“hmm. Hmm … you tell me, I want to hear.”

“I’ve never been in heaven like this Vikram darling …ahhh… faster faster baby.”

For the next fifteen minutes they fornicated with wild abandon. As droplets of sweat formed on bodies their hips moved faster and faster. kissing was wet and sloppy as their bodies. From the increased frequency with which her fingernails were digging into back he knew she was nearing an almighty orgasm. He was there too.


“I’m going to shoot inside you darling,” he warned her. Even if she didn’t want him to I don’t think he could have pulled out. He wanted the pleasure of her pussy walls gripping his cock as he spewed his sperms into my sister's cunt.


“I’m going to come too, douse the fire in my pussy my love,” my Rupali didi gave him the go ahead.


Their movements became frenzied. They embrace frantic. They automatically knew the only way to suppress out roar of unbridled joy was to lock lips. Both bodies shuddered violently as they reached a mind-blowing orgasm. The feeling of ecstasy surged through bodies … on .. on .. and on. kiss went on and on and on. The first time they both were reaching the peak of pleasure at the same time. The first of the many times it is going to happen in the future. He had succeeded where even he didn’t have much hope in the beginning. He had seduced the sister while the brother had tried as much as I could to prevent it. In just one day he had been able to make a woman cheat on her husband as he robbed her of her chastity. His cock had still not lost its erection as it basked in the warm liquid of mutual release.