I'm 23 and have been married to Vinay for 3
years now. As far as I know, Vinay has always been a faithful husband and I have
no reason to believe that he has ever cheated on me.
I, on the
other hand, cannot say the same about myself. I've been fucked by many other
men since I've been married and Vinay never knew anything. That is until he
caught me last month.
My husband has
always been a great lover, but I could never resist the advances of strange
men. I have to tell you that I've never had a shortage of admirers. My
measurements are 39-30-36 My hair is long and full and drapes to the middle of
my back, but I usually wear it in pigtails. Vinay thinks I look like a teenager
that way.
The first
extra-marital sexual encounter I had was with Vinay's dad, Krishna. We hadn't
been married long and were living with Vinay's parents until we could find a
place of our own. I was 20 and Vinay was 25. Vinay's father had always been
sexually attracted to me. I remember as we were leaving our wedding reception,
Krishna felt-up my tits as he kissed me, his new daughter-in-law, good-bye! No
one noticed his behavior and I didn't mention it to my new husband.
We had been at
Vinay's parents house for about a week and every night we would fuck like crazy
from about midnight to 2 in the morning. Vinay's mother and father slept in the
room next to ours, and I'm sure that they could hear us going at it.
One day I was
home, doing some laundry, when Krishna came home for lunch. Vinay's mother,
Shanta, works at the local hospital and I usually have the house to myself
until about 5 o'clock.
I wasn't
expecting anyone so I took off my house robe and threw it in with the rest of
the wash. I was bending over the washer with only my bra and panties on when
Vinay's dad walked into the washroom. I hadn't noticed him and was startled
when he said, "Oh! Excuse me, Roopa! I didn't know you were in here!"
I quickly
straightened up and looked over my shoulder with a red flush of embarrassment
on my face. When I managed to speak, I stammered, saying, "I was doing
laundry -- I didn't expect --expect anyone home."
Then Vinay's
dad blurted right out, "My! My! You've got a beautiful ass!"
The compliment
made me feel nice but coming from my father-in-law it made me feel guilty. I
didn't say anything, but as I looked down to his crotch, I saw he had a
hard-on.
He was silent
for a few seconds and then said, "Turn around so I can see the front of
you, Roopa."
I hesitated,
but the words seemed more like an order than a request so I slowly turned and
leaned back against the washer.
Krishna drew
in a deep breath and smiled. He was staring at my tits and I knew he was
removing my bra with his eyes. His gaze went down to my panties and the view of
my dark pussy hair, visible through the thin, white nylon. He was breathing
more heavily when he said, "Oh! Roopa! You are so damn lovely! Seeing you
like that has got my bone harder than it's been in a long,long time!"
I gave him an
embarrassed grin and said, "Thank you, Krishna. I think I really ought to
put something on now, though." I started to leave the small wash room and
Krishna blocked my path. I stared, silently at him, waiting for him to move.
He said,
"Please take off your bra and show me those big, beautiful breasts!
Please, Roopa!"
I told him
that I didn't think it was a good idea and asked him to let me pass. He refused
to move until I consented to removing my bra for him.
I backed up
against the washing machine and reached behind me to unfasten the hooks to my D
cup bra. I pulled the straps off my shoulders and let the bra fall away,
exposing my boobs. Krishna's hard-on was pushing at the front of his pants and
there was a small wet spot in the center of the bulge. I was starting to get
hot. My pussy was starting to cream up as I stood there, bare-chested, in front
of my drooling father-in-law.
As Krishna
ogled my titties, he said, "Oh shit, girl! Those tits! So big. So firm. So
fucking smooth! I've never seen nipples like those before. They're such a
beautiful shade of pink!"
I smiled and
said that I had shown him what he wanted, and that I really should go. Krishna
didn't even look up to my eyes when he said, "Now the panties, Roopa, take
off those panties!"
I was getting
so hot and wet that I didn't care anymore.
I looked sexily
into my father-in-law's eyes and said, "You want to see my pussy too,
Krishna? OK. I'll show it to you." I clutched the waist band and pulled my
panties down revealing the bushy, black curls on the mound of my cunt. As I
continued to pull the waist band down my thighs, the wet crotch of the thin
panties clung to my sopping cunt. Krishna's eyes were bugging out of his head.
He watched, frozen as I lifted first one leg and then the other, pulling the
wet underwear off of my feet.
I held them on
the end of my index finger and said, "Look what you made me do, Krishna.
My pussy juices have leaked all over my panties. Here look!" I tossed the
damp garment to Krishna and he held it to his nose, still staring at my naked
cunt. His breathing was very rapid as he said, "I found a pair of these
panties in the bathroom yesterday. The smell of your pussy drives me crazy! I
jacked off with my face buried in your soiled underwear, imagining that I was
fucking you."
I couldn't
restrain myself any longer. I ran a finger up the slit of my cunt and said,
"Now let me see your cock, Krishna. ake 'your' pants off."
My eager
father-in-law removed his pants and shorts, revealing his stiff hard-on. I
reached out and took his hot meat in my hand. I licked my lips and said,
"Ummm! This is a nice cock that you've got here!" Krishna hissed as I
gently stroked his hard dick. He held my tits in his hands and then squeezed
and released them, repeating the motions continuously. I asked, "You like
my tits, don't you?"
He grunted.
I then asked
him, "Do you want to smell my wet cunt, Krishna?"
He groaned and
I pushed myself up to sit on the edge of the washer. I opened my legs and
Krishna moved between my thighs and bent over to put his face in my hot pussy.
I leaned back, raised my legs rested them on his shoulders while he licked and
sucked my boiling cunt. I humped against his mouth and brought myself to a
screaming climax.
Sweat was
running down my heaving tits. I panted, saying, "Want to fuck your son's
wife with your big dick, Krishna?"
He moaned,
"Oh yes!"
I slid off of
the washing machine and turned my back to my father-in-law. I looked back at
him and pleaded, "Slide it in me, Krishna! Come on, fuck your
daughter-in-law, Krishna!" He moved up behind me gently pushing me forward
over the washing machine and put his stiff cock between my pussy lips. I felt
him easing into my slippery cunt and I gasped, "Yes! Oh Yes! Fuck me! Fuck
me now, Krishna!"
He held my
waist and drove his cock deep into me. He fucked me in slow, even strokes and
as he drove me to ecstasy, he said, "Oh fuck, Roopa! Your cunt is so
fucking good! I'm going to cum in you!" When his dick started pumping his
hot semen into me I screamed with another fantastic orgasm. Krishna left his
cock buried in my cunt until we had both caught our breath. When he pulled out
of me, his sperm dripped from my cunt onto the floor.
The smell of
my cunt juices filled the wash room. I was collapsed across the washer when
Krishna picked up my panties and wiped them across my oozing cunt. He said,
"If you don't mind, Roopa, I'll keep these so I can smell your lovely cunt
when I jack off again."
For the next
month, or so, I'd get fucked by my father-in-law two or three times a week. And
finally he made me pregnant.
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