Scorching & hidden lust : breeding my sister in law
Part 1
https://www.reddit.com/r/sexstories/s/WS1xkaAj9x
continuation from part 1
I am 26 (dever)
sister in law (bhabhi) is 35yr.
After that first day, it felt like a fire had started in the house. Whenever Bhabhi saw me, her eyes would look down, but the heat inside her pussy could not be hidden. I also used to jerk off every night thinking about her wet pussy and big breasts.
After many days, an opportunity came in the evening. Bhabhi's husband (my brother) was at home. He was lying on the sofa in the drawing room watching TV and had fallen asleep because of some alcohol. Mom and Dad were in their room upstairs. Bhabhi called me into the kitchen and said softly, Devar ji… it's been many days. Today Bhabhi's pussy is thirsty again. Come quickly, but don't make any noise… if my husband wakes up, everything will be over.
Bhabhi was wearing the same light pink saree from the first day, which had still not been washed. It still had some marks of our sweat and juices. She took me to the corner of the kitchen. but the heat was so much in kitchen that sweat was dripping from both our bodies.
I immediately pulled down her clothes Her big breasts were pushing out in a baby pink bra. The bra was wet from sweat and the marks of her nipples were clearly visible. I pressed both boobs hard from over the bra and started licking the sweat from her cleavage with my mouth.
Bhabhi was shivering. "Devar ji… slowly… everyone is outside… if husband comes, what will happen… he will see both of us naked…" This fear was making her pussy even wetter. Her breathing had become very fast.
I pulled up her saree and petticoat both up to her waist. She was not wearing any panty today. Her thick, juicy pussy was fully exposed – big lips swollen, the middle slit shining, and a white layer of old juice and sweat collected on top. Drops of sweat were sliding inside her thighs and the salty smell filled the whole kitchen.
I sat on my knees. Bhabhi herself lifted one leg and put it on the kitchen slab. She opened her pussy with both hands.
"Lick it, Devar… lick your Bhabhi's naughty pussy… in husband house while he is sleeping… oh God, how dirty I have become…"
I put my tongue on it. Her pussy had a wet, salty taste like a little urine mixed with sweat. I was sucking both lips hard and pushing my tongue deep inside to lick the inner depth. My nose was rubbing against her clit. Bhabhi was moving her ass, trying to sit on my tongue, and saying in soft moans, "Put your tongue inside… all the way in… ahhh… your Bhabhi's pussy is yours… if my husband finds out he will throw me out of the house… but I cannot stop…"
Her pussy was leaking thick juices, and my whole face was wet. I pushed two fingers inside her and fucked her hard and fast with them. At the same time, I started sucking her clit. Bhabhi's whole body was shaking. She grabbed my head tightly, pressed my mouth hard against her pussy, and came. Hot juice filled my mouth, and some drops went down my throat.
Now I stood up. Bhabhi quickly opened my zip and took out my hard, thick cock. “Devar ji… it is so hard and hot… fuck your bhabhi right here in the kitchen today.”
She rubbed my cock on her wet pussy, then bent forward, placed her hands on the kitchen slab, and pushed her ass up. I stood behind her and pushed my entire cock deep inside her pussy in one hard stroke.
“Aaaaiiiii oooh aaaaaah ,it is tearing me… slowly… don’t make noise…” But her voice had more pleasure than fear.
I held her waist and started thrusting hard and fast. The sound of “Chap… chap… chap…” filled the kitchen. With every thrust, her big ass was shaking, and her breasts were hanging and swinging below. I grabbed her breasts over the saree, squeezed them hard, and pinched her nipples.
Bhabhi was going crazy. “Fuck me harder, devar… tear your bhabhi’s pussy… brother is sleeping on the sofa and you are pushing your cock inside his wife’s pussy… haye, I am enjoying this fear so much… faster… aaaahhh…”
I lifted one of her legs to make a deeper angle and fucked her very hard. White foam was forming on my cock from her pussy. From outside the kitchen, in the drawing room, we could hear brother’s snoring, which was making the thrill and fear even stronger.
Then I turned her around, lifted her, put her legs around my waist, and held her up (standing fuck). Her big ass was in my hands. I kept moving my cock in and out of her pussy. Bhabhi pressed her breasts on my mouth and said, “Suck them… bite them… drink your bhabhi’s milk…”
I bit and sucked her nipples hard while giving strokes
she started moaning ooh aaaaah feeling in heaven ohhhh my baby.....aaaaaahhhh aaaaaiiihhh
Bhabhi had her second orgasm. Her pussy squeezed my cock tightly.
Now I was about to cum. Bhabhi whispered in my ear while breathing heavily, “Cum inside me, devar ji… fill your bhabhi’s pussy with your seed… even if it becomes brother’s child, it is okay… just fill me completely…”
I pressed her against the wall and gave 4-5 very hard thrusts. I shot all my hot cum deep inside her pussy – jet after jet. Bhabhi also shook and came with me. Both of us were covered in sweat, breathing heavily. Some juice had dripped on the kitchen floor.
We quickly cleaned everything. Bhabhi closed my zip and kissed my cock. “Tomorrow morning brother will go to office… you come to my room. I will be wearing only blouse and petticoat. And yes… I will not lock the door… for the thrill. If someone comes… our lives will be finished… but now I cannot live without this fear.”
The next morning, Bhabhi did something even dirtier. She gave me her old panty which was soaked with her pussy juice and sweat, and said,
“Smell this and stroke your cock until I call you.”
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