Hello Readers, this is Sanjay, married for a couple of years, living in Pune with my wife; Shriya, and my sister-in-law; Divya. Divya has shifted with us for the last 6 months as she got admission to MIT college. This story is inspired by a true event, so please don\u2019t get overwhelmed by the detailing.<\/p>\n
\u201cJiju (brother-in-law)\u201d Divya shouted from the balcony. She wore a black colored spaghetti-strap bodycon dress today, for her 19th birthday. It was a deep-neck, backless gown with a thigh-high slit. \u201cI need some photos for my Instagram birthday post. Can you please do the favor?\u201d, Divya requested in a low voice.<\/p>\n
Whenever she uses this low tone, she sounds extremely seductive, nobody can deny her request with that tone. I was more than happy to take my sister-in-law’s pictures as I was searching for an opportunity to ogle her stunning look.<\/p>\n
\u201cAbsolutely. You look like a ticking bomb today. I will try to do justice to your looks,\u201d I said without revealing my excitement.<\/p>\n
Divya dreams of becoming a supermodel and looking at poses, I was fully assured that she was going to slay it. She is 5-foot 7-inch tall with a milky white skin tone. She strives to maintain a slim but curvaceous body for her modeling career. She hits the gym daily and she knows which parts to work on. She has a small but tight and curvy ass.<\/p>\n
Her boobs are firm and perfectly grown for her age and with a flat stomach, they look extremely tempting. Her 32c-28-34 size body looked extra curvy in this dress which stuck to her like a second skin.<\/p>\n
She was wearing a no-makeup look (she doesn\u2019t need one though) with bright red lipstick. Her dense black hair was flowing down to her lower back. Today, she was dressed to kill, and I was the first one to die of her looks.<\/p>\n
\u201cJiju, Jiju\u2026Jiju\u201d Divya snapped in front of my face to bring me back to my senses. \u201cWhere were you lost?\u201d Divya asked.<\/p> \n\n
\u201cNothing,\u201d I said with a sheepish smile. She was smart enough to understand that I was caught in her bodily spell, knowing this she became bolder in her photo poses.<\/p>\n
My teen sister-in-law slid her leg out of the slit and raised her hand above her head and held her breast high. She was wearing a pushup bra which raised her breast to form a deep cleavage. I could see that she had got her legs and armpits waxed. I was pretty sure that she had shaved her pussy as well.<\/p>\n
\u201cLooks like you have some naughty plans for your birthday,\u201d I said with my eyebrows raised. \u201cYour boyfriend would be the luckiest guy today\u201d saying this, I winked at her. She blushed.<\/p>\n
\u201cOk bye, I got to go, my friends are waiting for me\u201d saying this, she shied away immediately. While she was opening the door, I went behind her and whispered in her ear, \u201cDivya, don\u2019t forget to use protection.\u201d She left without looking behind.<\/p>\n
After dinner, I went to bed with my wife, Shriya. Shriya and Divya look alike, in fact, Divya opens Shriya\u2019s iPhone with her face. Shriya is no less than Divya, her 34c-30-36-shaped body makes the heads turn when she walks down the road. She was wearing a red satin nightie today.<\/p>\n
My testosterone levels had shot up while clicking my sister-in-law’s photos and I had to release this heat. I turned off the lights and started kissing Shriya. My wife was surprised as usually, I like it with lights on. I wanted to imagine my wife’s hot sister today while fucking my wife. We generally do role-plays about many known people but today, I couldn\u2019t tell Shriya about my attraction for Divya. I slid my hand into her panty; it was wet already.<\/p>\n
Shriya: Where were you for so many days, asshole? I have been longing for this for many days. Don\u2019t waste time now. Fuck me!<\/p>\n
Whenever we have sex after a long time, Shriya liked to be treated like a fuck machine. She was surprised by the animal in me that night. I fucked my wife really hard with my eyes closed, imagining Divya in her black bodycon dress.<\/p>\n
Shriya (moaning loudly): Ahh\u2026.Ahh\u2026. What has gotten into your head today?!<\/p>\n
I couldn\u2019t tell her, instead, I started pounding her harder. She exclaimed in pleasure.<\/p>\n
Shriya: Ooh my God, doesn\u2019t matter whatever it is, please don\u2019t stop.<\/p>\n
I just kept ramming her pussy like a wild horse.<\/p>\n
Shriya: Yes\u2026Yes like that\u2026. fuck me harder\u2026. make me your slut.<\/p>\n
Shriya knows that her naughty talk makes me wilder. For me it was Divya doing this dirty talking, it fired the animal more.<\/p>\n
Me: Such a whore you are\u2026always craving for a cock.<\/p>\n
Saying this, I pulled my cock out and pushed back with full force.<\/p>\n
Shriya (screaming in pleasure): Ohh my God\u2026.your cock feels longer today. Feels like it is hitting my intestine. I am loving it.<\/p>\n
Tears of joy started flowing through her eyes as I gave long thrusts hitting my wife’s G-spot.<\/p>\n
Me: Do you like being my personal slut? I think we should hire a couple more cocks to fill all your holes at the same time.<\/p>\n
Shriya (excited): Yes please, I need cock which will soak me in their cum as I am a dirty bitch.<\/p>\n
Imagining these words from Divya\u2019s mouth made me go wild and I increased my pace.<\/p>\n
Shriya(groaned): I am cuming\u2026..Aaaarrrgggghh..<\/p>\n
As soon as I pulled my cock out, she squirted her love juice with screams of pleasure. Her grip over me loosened and I knew that she was completely exhausted and couldn\u2019t take anymore. I got off her with my cock still erect and craving for more. I didn\u2019t utter even a single word while fucking here today. Shriya knew this was very unusual of me, but she was too tired to ask, and she dozed off.<\/p>\n
I was unable to sleep as my cock was still itching. I started scrolling Instagram, and my SIL was posting stories of her Birthday bash. She was the hottest lady on the dance floor. I could see some boys dancing around her, trying to get closer to her but she was interested in one particular guy. He was tall, handsome, well-built, and well-dressed. I immediately came to know that all this preparation was for this boy. \u201cWhat a lucky asshole,\u201d I sighed.<\/p>\n
I thought of going through Divya\u2019s photos which I had clicked tonight, it gave me an instant hard-on. I started rubbing my cock thinking about Divya, fucking her from behind on our balcony, in the same dress with which I had clicked her photos.<\/p>\n
I liked some of her photos on Instagram in the heat of the moment. As I was scrolling more, I got a text from Divya.<\/p>\n
Divya: Jiju, If possible can you please pick me up from Koregaon Park (a place in Pune)?<\/p>\n
Me: Sure, why not, at what time?<\/p>\n
Divya: Right now.<\/p>\n
I rushed to Koregaon park immediately thinking that she might be in trouble. I drove as fast as I could to reach her location within 20 minutes.<\/p>\n
Me (pinged): I am here.<\/p>\n
Divya: Come inside.<\/p>\n
I entered ‘PUBLIQ’ (a bar and restaurant in Koregaon park) searching for my wife’s sister. Bouncers stopped me in between. I tried to convince them that I already had friends inside, but they were very stubborn.<\/p>\n
Me (over the phone): Divya, I cannot come inside, you come out.<\/p>\n
Divya: Wait, I am coming to pick you up.<\/p>\n
I didn\u2019t understand why she wanted me to come inside. She told bouncers that I was with her and then we went inside. We reached the table where her friends were seated.<\/p>\n
Divya introduced all of us, \u201cSanjay, meet my friends.\u201d<\/p>\n
She introduced each one of them one by one. I was more interested in knowing the boy to whom Divya was trying to get close, his name was Karan.<\/p>\n
\u201cEveryone, please meet the most special person in my life, Sanjay\u201d She held my arm and leaned on my shoulder while introducing me. I thought maybe she was drunk but the reactions of her friends told me that something was cooking here.<\/p>\n
Divya shot a couple more tequila and pulled me toward the dance floor. Divya started dancing closer to me, closer than she was dancing with Karan. Divya kept her hands on my shoulder. I held her waist and pulled her closer.<\/p>\n
I could feel my sister-in-law’s boobs on my chest, I got intoxicated with her alcoholic breath and I just forgot that I am her Jiju. I started moving my hands over her bare back and kept looking into her eyes. She could see the hunger in my eyes. To my surprise, she smiled.<\/p>\n
She kept her head on my shoulder and hugged me tighter. Now not even air could pass between us! She could feel the monster in my underwear with her thighs. I felt a bit embarrassed by the way I was getting carried away. I tried to look away to divert myself and saw that Karan was looking at us.<\/p>\n
He was burning with jealousy. Now Divya\u2019s intentions were clear to me, so I decided to play along with Divya.<\/p>\n
I lowered my hands to Divya\u2019s lower back toward her curvy ass. Her tight dress gave the perfect feel of her body. I placed my hand over her buttocks and looked at Karan with a smile. Karan looked away with regret.<\/p>\n
Meanwhile, I heard Divya sobbing on my shoulder. Her tears on my shoulder brought me back to my senses and I felt guilty about whatever I had done. I immediately moved away from Divya and brought her out of the crowd to clarify.<\/p>\n
Me: Please, let me explain.<\/p>\n
“Can we go home please?” she insisted.<\/p>\n
My heartbeats became fast with all the possible questions in my mind. Was she crying because of my actions? Did I hurt her by touching her inappropriately? What if she tells about my behavior to my wife?<\/p>\n
To be continued.<\/p>\n
Thanks for reading. This being my first story, I apologize for any mistakes or if this story was not up to the mark. Your feedback and suggestions are valuable. Please email me at <\/p>\n \n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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