My first impression was again of that same sweet pleasure pain as I felt his finger sink into my rectal passage and begin moving in and out in time with the thrusts of his penis. The pain became pleasure, pure pleasure.
I began grinding up and down on impaling instruments, my toes flexed and splayed out, my full firm breasts heaving beneath him. Then my eyes opened wide in disbelief as I felt the first beginnings of the second orgasm of my life. Father in law grunted and hammered even deeper as he felt the walls of my vagina seeping the warm, sticky fluid of my climax. Then I was screaming, “Yes oooohhhh yyyesssss.”
I convulsed beneath him, my mouth and cunt both sucking furiously, my panting rasping breath breaking into great gasping sobs, my pussy clenching and actually milking him and my asshole expanding and contracting against his already deeply imbedded finger. Father in law was caught unaware of my sudden climax, and he thrust deeper into my vagina and anus, forcing my tortured crotch even wider.
He fucked into me wildly now, as if ready to explode at any second. Then, blessed relief. He gasped as I felt the sudden surging waves of his boiling sperm shoot like a hot lave bursting from his penis, and he was instantly lost as powerful surges of his semen spewed deep into the hot dark heart of my womb, contracting my little belly to the bursting point.
The walls of my vagina continued to suck his penis milking, squeezing, massaging, clasping and unclasping to drain out every drop of his hotly cascading semen. My wildly fucked young body suddenly fell back on to the bed, my belly still rippling from the aftermath of upheaval. Never had such blissful experienced that too by my own father-in-law who led completely from start to end making me a woman finally.
We lay there in quiet contentment in each other’s arms for along, long time. Then Father in law looked over at me. I had a pained expression on my face. “Kay huwa Deepa. Mujhe tere ma ke sukhriya karna chaiye jo mujhe is kamre sone ke liye bola. Warna yeh rat itni jaldi nahi ati ti, kuy deepa,”. I had question mark thinking was he thinking, of fucking me from that day when I saw him getting sucked by our maid Sunitha.
I didn’t knew when I slept and when I got up early in the morning, I was full nude might be for the first I could see my father in law sleeping on my sister’s bed on the other side. I quickly wore my clothes and rushed out to avoid any contact. I knew this was just the beginning but still I knew it was not correct. All through the day I dint made an eye contact with him at all.
Around 3 when the function was over he told my father that we have to leave. I was terrifying to the fact what next. My father pleaded to wait but, father in law said that he has to leave and could take me along and after I didn’t believe what he said. I heard him saying that there is some important meeting with a lawyer and I too also have to be present out there.
My father had no alternative to let us go. I got a bit relief when he sat with the driver but all through the way he started looking back and talking to me various things which had no resemblance to anything teasing me about the night saying something else in a double language. While looking back I could look into his eyes mauling my body from each and every angle.
We started at 3:35 pm from Satara and where back at Pune at 6:00 pm. I was hungry and told him if we can have something out as there won’t be anything in the house. He teasingly told me, “what I want I cant have it here Deepa beta, you know that”. Hearing that I was shocked and was really tensed, as I knew it was going to be more then 3 to 4 hours before Dinkar comes back from the Petrol pump.
He never came before 9:30 pm till date and some time as late as 11 pm. He took me too a restaurant near our Apartment and hurried me to eat soon. At 7:15 pm we were in our Apartment. The moment door was opened I rushed to my room and closed myself in my bathroom. I took my bath and was trembling to get out. I could hear my father in law calling me.
The sound became louder as he was close to my bedroom. I said to him, “I am taking a bath”. I said reluctantly. I stayed in the bathroom for some time hoping that he would not call me again. I came out and wore my Salwar suit instead of a gown so that I didn’t want to tempt him for any reason. I heard him scream again “Deepa.” “Yes?” I replied unwillingly.
“Can you come over here? I came out and was shocked to see him just outside my bedroom door in a lungi and t-shirt. Out of my whole time in this house I saw him just few times in his lungi. He came near me and said, “I want to talk to you.” Yes babuji.” I was frightened as I could see in his ears what he wants to talk. His hands came over my shoulder.
I immediately rushed the other side and he said to me, “Kya huwa, Please babuji, don’t do thing, its wrong,” I pleaded him. I could see he was about to attack me, but he controlled himself. Listen, Deepa what is wrong, if it was wrong then it could have never happened right beta.”
“Please babuji ap mujhe beta bolkar yeh sabh karna chata hai, maine apka beta ka patni is ghar ki bahuw. He gave a mean look at me and said “he is not my son you know that, tu is ghar ki bahuw jaroor yeh, use pahele tu ek aurat aur maine ek mard, aur asal mard kal rat ko tujhe pata chala yeh.
Aur ek bat bolta huw tujhe yeh ghar mera hai aur mujhe mere ghar pe jo karna hai koi use koi rokh nahi sakhta, Taken aback by his sudden change in his style, I was shocked. He lunged at me. I tried to dodge him, but he was fast. He grabbed my arm. “Babuji please Dinkar a jayega.” I pleaded, struggling to get free from his grip.
He lifted my petite body in his arms and I was stunned as he took me to his bedroom, which was, almost 15-20 steps from where we were standing and dropped me on his bed. Now Deepa, kay bok rahi ti? I like a fool said to him “Please babuji abhi mat Dinkar a jayega” He gave me a lewd grin “are tu uska chinta chodh 9:30 10 baje se pahle to kabhi aya nahi aur abhi to 8 bhi nahi baja hai”
I was stunned that such crude words were coming from the mouth of my step father-in-law. No, mera vo matlab nahi ta, mujhe jane do babuji yeh samband tikh nahi”. I tried to get off his bed; but he grabbed me again and pushed me back on his bed. Babuji mein Dinkar bol dungi.” As a final resort, I tried to threaten him hoping that it would work.
Abhe rand” his voice suddenly filled with menacing tone, “Terko kay lagta vo rand ka beta mera kuch ukad sakhta hain, Dinkar to khud bhigi bili tarah chup kada rahta hainaaa vo mera kay ukadegaaaa aur tera pita to khud mere karz mein dube pade yehaaa aur jayda nakre kiya to dono ko ghar se bhar kar dunga kal rat koi nakhra nahi kiya jab mere lund apni chutiya se chudwate waqtaaa abhi kuy nakra kar rahi yeh tik nahi yeh aur vo tikh nahi hai”
I was shocked and couldn’t understand I gave him a terrified look; nothing came out of my lips and just wondered about my foolishness about last night. A fear began to grip me. Dinkar’s kuch kam ka nahi yeh, you know that very well;” Step father-in-law chewed every word he spoke. “If I kick you out, do you think he’ll be able to look after you? Tears began to stream down my cheeks. I knew there was nothing that could stop from what happened last night.
His eyes were burning with lust, ” God knows how long I’ve been dreaming about you, aur jis dinse tujhe kidki pe dekhaaaaÂ¦ usi din maine Sunitha ko bola ta yekin nahin to puch ke le useaaaa tujhe to roj chodunga. I stared at his lust filled face. I was shocked he talked about fucking me to our maid. Dekh Deepa mujhe tu chaiye, ladikya to bot milte haie tujhe pata hai, par apne bahu yeh dost ke beti ko chodne ke maza hi kuch or yeh”
His voice was suddenly softer. “Dekh maine tujhe achi college mein bhi barti karne kar soch liye, ekin nahi ata yeh to apne pita ko phone karke puch lena. Maine yeh nahi chata ki to us khute ke barose mein Zindagi bita. College jake pad likhe apne pairo pe khadi ho ja aur mujhe yeh to barosa hone de meri itna badi jaydad kisi kabil hathon mein soupah du”
I didn’t believed a single word of what he was saying, but deep in my heart, I was aware that he was probably correct in one thing. My introvert and meek husband was no match for his father’s dominance. I didn’t understand why he called him a rand’s son. With my husband’s position I doubted that he would be able to look after us if thrown out of his stepfather’s house. I dared not think what would happen if I had to move out of the house.
So kay soch rahi ho, apne ageka khoobsurat zindagi khi bar mein? Babuji phir bhi yeh tikh nahi?” I gave him a resigned look. His lips spread in a leering smile. “Come on deepa kuy nakhre kar rahi ho.” He pushed me back on the bed. He reached his hand between my legs. I felt his hand groping between my thighs, roaming over my pussy.
He fumbled to locate the cord of my Salwar and when he found it, he undid it. He then grabbed the cloth and pushed it off my thighs. No please babuji.” I gave him an undesired pleading. I closed my eyes in utter shame. He pulled the Salwar off my leg and tossed it aside. His hand was now moving over my naked thighs. I felt his hands groping at my panties. Without waiting, he pulled them off too.
He then lifted the hem of my Kurta and exposed my naked cunt. His bulging eyes were glued to my exposed pussy telling me, “kal andhere mein ise dekhne nahi mila”. He was slowly wetting his lips with his tongue. My face turned red with utmost shame and disgust. I was so assured that not even once Dinkar saw me the way his stepfather was looking at my naked body.
I was lying on my step father-in-law’s bed with my lower half completely bare, my step father-in-law lustily gazing at my hairy pussy. He yanked off his lungi and held his cock looking in my eyes directly and then looking at his cock raising his eyebrows and telling me how it is. My heart was beating seeing his thick rod in light and so close, with his pink cock head gleaming with his white cum.
He watched this with an amazed look in his eyes. His removed of his t-shirt and gawd he was handsome with all that muscles he looked a true man to me after seeing the saggy body of my husband. He was just 38 or might be 39 and was pretty young. In no angle I felt as if he was stepfather of my husband.
I felt his hand roaming over my pussy slowly. He forced my legs apart and spread them wide. Then his fingers touched my pussy. He spread my cunt lips. My body twitched when his index finger touched my inner labia. Come on, Deepa kay huwa abh” I felt his hot breath over my cheeks as his lips touched my lips.
“Mujhe malum hai tumh kal rat ko buli nahi, mujhe malum yeh teri choot tadap raha yeh mera lund ke liye. He whispered in my ear and then laughed lecherously. His fingers continued rummaging through my bushy cunt. “Oh gad, what a wet cunt you have He muttered to himself. He withdrew his hand from my cunt and positioned himself between my wide spread legs.
He took his cock between in his fist and began running the inflated head over my slit. My mind began to revolt again, just like last night. This place was reserved only for my beloved husband, and now none other than his own father was violating it so wantonly. He laughed like a maniac and parting my legs he positioned himself between my thighs.
I felt his cock head nudging between my pussy lips. He gripped his cock, and placed the tip at the entrance of my cunt. I felt my pussy lips spread to accommodate the intruding organ yet again. He pushed forward. His cock entered mercilessly inside my cunt. I felt a sharp twinge of pain between my thighs; and I cried loudly.
It was paining, last night he made me cum and there was a lot of lubrication, today he was tearing me into two with his mighty cock. The pain caused tears in my eyes. I found his face grinning just above mine, staring into my eyes. When he found me looking in his eyes, he smiled lewdly and gave a massive thrust. His mammoth hardness tore into me. It felt like a burning rod entering between my thighs.
No please,” I wailed with pain please nikal do babuji dukh raha hai aaj. He laughed instead of caring for me “Stop crying, agar nakre nahi karti ti to abh talak tere choot meing ungliya dal ke mast gila kardeta ta, tujhe taqlib bhi nahi hota. Ahhh bol kal rat koi taklib huwi ti kay. He bent his head and kissed me. He held still for some time enjoying the feel of his long thick tool resting inside my hurting pussy.
Then he withdrew his cock until only the tip remained inside. The pain eased a little. He pushed again ramming his massive hardness deep into my pussy. I yelled again. “Aah Deepa what a tight cunt.” He gave me a lecherous grip, He began fucking me with long strokes. Realizing that he would not listen to my cries; I resigned myself to my fate.
He didn’t relent and continued plundering my pussy with hard strokes. With every passing second, his humping got wilder. He fucked me harder and harder, and my crying turned to moaning and my heart was lustful just like last night. Slowly the pain began to ease off; my cunt got adjusted to his savage thrusting.
His rough thrusting cock made me so wet and gave his prick the lubrication it needed. My body began to respond to his humping. He was groaning and grunting. He continued fucking my pussy, with every stroke, his humping got more and more ferocious. Finally, he cried loudly, and plunged his cock all the way inside my pussy.
I felt his cock swell inside me, jerk violently and spurt his hot molten seed inside the soft folds of my cunt yet again. It yet felt like hot lava surging in my cunt inundating my soft enclave. He slumped over me; his face pressed between my breasts, which were still hidden beneath the kurta. He was panting with the effort.
Surprisingly, I could also hear my own heavy breathing at the same time and on top there was the telephone ringing. His cock was till in me and he made no attempt to take it out. I pushed him back. His cock came out with a loud popping sound. His thick cock juice that was till now trapped inside my cunt began to ooze out of my hairy cunt.
I got off his bed hurriedly and rushed out to pick the phone. It was Dinkar I was breathing heavily and he asked me what happened. I told him a lie I was on the terrace and came running that’s why I was breathing heavily. He told he just checked to see if we are back and whether to get food. I told him that we had our food just before we came and he can get his.
He told that he is going out with his friend have his food with him and come home around 11. I pleaded him to get his food also told him that I will cook for him and all that stuff. He just ignored the same telling me that he will be back as soon as possible and to ask Father in law if he wants something. I told him he is already sleeping.
He kept the phone and I just came to sense that my Pajamas and panties where in Father in laws bedroom. I rushed to my bathroom. I undressed removing my kurta and bra. I started the shower and stood underneath, letting the shower’s cold water pour over my heated body. I could feel my step father-in-law’s cum rinsing off my thighs with the water.
I realized that my body was still trembling of fear and lust. I was in fear to know how to spend rest my life with him. I knew that I could not tell Dinkar of what had happened with me. No matter he was a jerk but still he was my husband. I felt I was fool to see what the fuck was going in his room. Still I was shocked to know that I allowed him to do all that stuff in my own house.
I should have told him on the first occasion itself; no matter all my family coming to know what was going on after they were the one who sent him, my so called fucking father in law in my room. I cursed myself. I came out of my bathroom just tugging my towel and was shocked to see that my stepfather-in-law was lying on the edge of the bed, facing the bathroom with his legs on the ground.
His legs were wide open, and he was sporting another massive erection. I told you Deepa, and sorry to say that your jerky husband has no respect love for you, teri tadap ka usse koi matlab nahi yeh,” He smiled lecherously. “Aur ise dekh he still needs you.” Life is really strange. I was reading a story in ISS about Nilofer. How she was sleeping with both her husband and father in law.
Wondering how can a similar incident happen so similar in others life too. Similarity out here for me was just in the beginning and then I had to change and adapt to the society. There were many stories about Father in law fucking their daughter in law, this one really impressed me and I am writing it down regarding a 60-70 % similar incident about me.
My name is Deepa Patil before marriage and even after marriage it is Patil. I am from Satara born and brought up in poor family of farmer. I was the eldest and had two sisters. We hardly had anything what I call it as a life style, but my upbringing was very strict. The moment I finished my 10+2 and I was just 18, I was married off to Dinkar Patil who too was just 19 years of age.
He was from Pune. I got married in 1990. The moment I came to Pune then only came to know that there was no women in the house other then me. The house was lavish it was double flat made into one by Mr. Sambhaji Patil who happens to be my step father in law who like to spend lavishly and live a life.
My Father in law Sambhaji Patil or stepfather in law was a widower and he happened to be the one who helped my father with lots of money, which I already knew the same before marriage. In spite of knowing Dinkar has not even cleared 8th std I was married off just because there were rich.
Dinkar was very introvert person and top of that he happened to be the stepson of Sambhaji my father in law who was very shrewd mean person at least with Dinkar and even with others. He made a living with rent and investment. He had 12 shops in prime location and 7 flats and a petrol pump.
In fact Sambhaji was working at my husband’s fathers office 10 years back and Dinkar’s real father met with a car accident. Dinkar too was there and his father’s loss has made him somewhat mentally unfit for anything and everything is what he told me. Dinkar hardly finished his school. Sambhaji married my mother in law and took over the company and all her property in his name.
To tell about Sambhaji Patil he was just 38 years of age and I was really surprised that a middle aged man with no family and just a stepson, never wanting to get married was always a question mark for me. I came to know he was a very mean person because he was sexually involved with lot of women and even later on I came to know why our maid dressed very modern.
I was shocked to know from Dinkar my husband she wasn’t a maid she was coming just to satisfy him. For him women were just for pleasure and nothing else. In fact this I came to know slowly and steadily after convincing Dinkar regarding the same. I also came to know that he was very much afraid of him.
Dinkar himself with a 2 months of marriage was telling himself that he was just a jerk as his stepfather has kept him in his control fully. He was afraid because he didn’t have anything; and he just completed 7th std. And always afraid of his father which was close secret which he never told me in spite of convincing him a lot. Dinkar goes early in the morning around 9 to 10 am to manage the petrol pump.
He uses to come pretty late in the evening around 9 pm or 10 pm. Then our maid Sunitha around 11 am come, hardly does any work and spends most of the afternoon in my father in law’s room. I never dared to enter the same. But just like Nilofer, I had nothing that a woman needs to call herself happily married.
I was living first coming to know what my father will tell every evening once he comes from his work his ethics principal and now thinking what my husband will come and tell as he was very emotional coward and making a loss even by a penny was getting yell of scolding from his dad and was always afraid and all that stuff what you don’t feel your man should be called.
But till 6 months of marriage I too never ever in my wildest dreams imagined having an affair with another man in spite of the entire problem I faced with my husband. After all as per my mother he was God and he is the one who can do tell anything to me. As per her mentally physically financially I belonged to him, and all that stuff.
In my wildest dream I never thought I could have an affair that too to begin with my own step father-in-law. Here too I would like to add that it was kind of forced onto me initially, but later on I must admit I too began enjoying it. My relationship with my step father-in-law and is still continuing as on today that is after 18 years.
Dinkar too knows about it as my step father in law had fucked me in front of him might be more then 100 times till now. But in my life this, weren’t the two men who ravished my body. There were others who had fucked me in the presence of my stepfather in law who loved to see me getting humped by others.
This all happened because of my Dinkar my godly husband. The first night of our marriage was unthinkable event. When I was in our bedroom for the first night I was really excited. Dinkar hugged me on the bed. He kissed me; we talked in slow whispers for some time, I still remember the feeling of utter shame when he began to strip me. I made him switch off all the lights before he proceeded to undo my clothes.
After removing my clothes, he stripped hurriedly. In the complete darkness of our bedroom, I heard the rustling of his clothes and felt his presence only when he got between my legs. Then his cock poked at my virgin pussy. Both of us were virgins. Dinkar tried to insert his cock into my pussy clumsily. After some fumbling, he was able to insert his cock head into my pussy and I cried with pain.
He stopped pushing further, but didn’t pull his cock out of my pussy. After waiting for my pain to subside, he began to move his hips gently in and out of my pussy. Dinkar fucked me with only his cock head inside my pussy. It was painful at the beginning, but soon the pain began to recede, and an unusual feeling of rapture began to overwhelm my body. Dinkar didn’t push his cock further.
I could feel his cock head moving in and out of my cunt and then all of a sudden he erupted. His hot cum spilled mostly over my cunt lips and soaked my thick bush. It was a thick hot sticky liquid, and on that first occasion it didn’t appear very pleasant. Dinkar immediately withdrew his cock and rolled off me. I grabbed my clothes and rushed to the bathroom.
I washed the thick gluey liquid that was sticking to my pussy and my dense bush. There was also some blood mixed with cum that oozed out of my pussy. Before coming out, I put my clothes back on. Dinkar had already dozed off.