I am Vidya Singh from Arrah,Bhojpur,Bihar. I am a 22 year old woman living with my father in law. I got married a year ago. Last month my hubby went to Haryana looking for work. He will be back only after six months.
I want to narrate an experience of mine which I had with my father-in-law. Of course, it was an arranged marriage and I am a house wife. My father-in-law is a widower and is doing small business. He lost his wife long back. Anyone could easily notice that he is sexually starved.
For about a year we were a happy couple everything was fine. The story starts from the day I delivered a baby boy. It was off late that I noticed obvious changes in my body, large boobs, big and pointed nipples which were always swollen with milk and my big buttocks.
A lot of changes took place primarily in our relationship. I needed sex frequently and my hubby was away. Also, there was a notable change in the way my father-in-law looked at me, the areas he stared at.
In particular his eyes were peeking at my swollen breasts,pointed nipples and my shaky ass whenever I moved around the house. I normally wore casual cotton sarees at home, occasionally I appeared in those synthetic ones which were more transparent and clinging to my body, showing off my curves.
He used to stare at my boobs, and my cleavage, especially whenever I bent down to do some chores such as sweeping or wiping the floor. My saree pallooâ€™ would sometimes slid off the place, giving him a view of my cleavage and my melons.
While serving food, whenever I stood near him and bent to serve food in his plate, he would never miss a chance to look at my hidden treasures, but he always did that in a clever way as if he was Innocent and knew nothing.
My father-in-law somewhat behaved like a hungry, starving traveler lost in a desert and how would he feel when he finds an Oasis. His acts became bolder and bolder. He loved my ass and always touched me when ever he got chance by joking. He would always look for excuses to be around me and take the baby from me and purposely touching my boobs or belly in the process.
One day he barged into my room without knocking when I was changing and saw me half naked. I screamed at him in shame and he left the room.Over the past few weeks Iâ€™ve been experiencing difficulty in sleeping, maybe due to my loneliness. My family doctor prescribed some sleeping pills to help get me through this rough period as my husband was also busy in his job.
My FIL was supportive during this period and even brought me the pills just before I went to bed. When I awoke the next morning two things became apparent, I was fully rested and my nipples and pussy were very sore. While showering I noticed my nipples felt as if they had been sucked all night.
Even though when my baby had not suckled in the night my nipples got much larger. My breasts were big, almost as big as ripe coconuts, with dark nipples that were fully erect. I was quite taken aback by the length of the nipples. Each nipple was almost as long as my little finger.
My dark brown nipples however grew to almost 1 1/2″ in length. They never completely returned to their pre nursing days. It also felt like my clitoris had been badly abused. It was sore and very sensitive.
I got dressed and went about to work, completely forgetting about my bodyâ€™s aches and pains. Over the course of the next 5 nights, I began to feel that I wasnâ€™t sleeping alone. My nipples, clitoris and pussy constantly felt like they were being used and abused. I suspected what was going on but refused to believe it. I had to find out what really was going on but knew I couldnâ€™t come right out and ask him if my FIL had fucked me
Few minutes later, the hand started moving. He was feeling my stomach, its softness and started to press it gently. Later, his hand started to move upwards! His hand was now lying on my breasts. He put it there motionless for few minutes.
Then he started gripping one of my breasts with his palm. He began to assess the shape and size of it. He could feel its softness in his hands. It started to become stiff and firm. He began to gently squeeze my breast, the way an auto/bus driver blows the horn.
He was now getting bolder and was squeezing it much harder. I moved slightly and a let out a feeble moan but I continued to act as if I were amidst a deep sleep. Then he located my nipple and started to draw circles around it, along the aureole. I was enjoying it and I didnâ€™t have the courage to stop him.
That act was miraculous, sending shivers throughout my body. He took a nipple between his thumb and index finger and started pressing it gently at first, later a little harder than earlier. I couldnâ€™t hold on any longer and I had to break free before things got out of hand.
I acted as if I woke up just then. His hand was inside my saree palloo, right on top of my blouse, fingers almost catching my nipple. He shut his eyes but kept his hand there itself. I acted as if I was shocked to see his hand there and I took it off away from me.
I asked him, â€œWhat are you doing here? Go to your room.â€ He replied â€œThe fan in my room is not working so please, let me sleep here.â€
I allowed him in sympathy. He was now sleeping very close to me, his breath was almost felt by me on my face. I turned to he other side, facing away from him. I closed my eyes but I was still thinking of his acts.
I slipped a knowing smile as I was turning away and he couldnâ€™t see my face anyway. He began to feel my soft boobs once again. It was thrilling for me to be touched by such an elderly person in that way. I felt strange but I liked it. He moved his face closer to mine.
He was breathing my aroma due to my sweat. Feeling my hair and seeing the smell of it. Then his nose was touching the bare skin on my back which is in the blouse cut area in the back just below my neck. He planted a gentle kiss there.
His hands now come down feeling me all the way, actually they moved a lot down now. Almost about to enter my pubic area, I canâ€™t explain how I feel when someone touches me in that area below my navel. His hand was trying to enter my saree hold above my pubic area. He slipped his hand inside finally and viola! He was touching my pubes!
I think everyone of us must have experienced an electric shock at some point of time in our life. I was experiencing it then. His touch was like an electric shock to me. I had to instinctively move my groin backwards, digging my ass much deeper into his groin.
He must be aware by now that I was awake and conscious of all his acts. He continued exploring deeper. He must be surprised when he felt me wet there. I was almost giggling now with shivers passing through my body. He was rubbing my clit and was feeling my wet pussy.
The old man was a fox. He was manipulating me well. I was in heaven. He inserted a finger into my pussy which was fully wet by now. He began to finger fuck me vigorously. Though we both were aware of each others position it was done with me staying there numb as if I was asleep.
He was moving his finger in and out and sideways, almost all the possible directions. He was literally drilling me. I think he came then. He left suddenly and went to his room. Next day we acted as if nothing had happened.
His wanton acts would ignite fire in me too. And I would curse my husband for being away during such position.
One day while coming out of the bathroom located in the courtyard I slipped and fell heavily and passed out. Perhaps I hit on my head. When I came about I felt a very nice and sweet sensation in my body breasts and pussy in particular.
Instead I was enjoying his touch and licking. I was also starved for sex for months as in the last few months of pregnancy we refrained from vaginal entry as per doctorâ€™s advice and due to heavy hormone flow the urge was also too high.
He was feeling me up and squeezing my boobs. Now as my eyes were shut I could not see his face. I was quite awake while this was happening. He grew bolder and was now kissing my neck area. He was kissing my boobs.
He then ran the flat of his palms all over the boobs greedily and kneaded them, first gently and then, as his passion grew, a little roughly. He took the nipples between each thumb and forefinger and pulled them up vigorously.
I moaned,â€ Ummmâ€¦aahhhâ€¦..aaahhhhâ€¦uuuâ€ He got aware that I have come about and smiled at me. I tried to push him away but in vain. He was too strong for me and I was also enjoying it.
He opened his mouth wide and took the nipple and also a large portion of the breast itself into his mouth. Then he slowly lifted his head, letting the breast and the nipple slither out. He repeated this several times.
He was squeezing one and was kissing the other. He was trying to suck it too. There were the mangoes he had been dying for so long. He felt them fully naked and started rubbing his face into them madly. He was sucking them and kissing them hard.
I was moaning loud now. I was unable to control myself. I was encouraging him with my hands pushing his head into my breasts. Then he straightened and looked at me briefly. I impulsively crossed my hands in front of my bosom to cover my boobs.
He brushed away my hands impatiently and placed his palm on my somewhat large belly, on the smooth, warm area just below the navel and started to move his hand up. When he reached the navel, he dug his middle finger into it and circled it around a number of times. Then his hand moved to the midriff.
A sudden moan escaped again when he squeezed the soft milk white flesh there which had doubled up deliciously due to milk in it. His palm gently cupped one breast and moved in a circle all over it, as if to feel its size and rotundity.
Finally his palm rested at its tip and he squeezed the tit five times, pressing down as he squeezed. I counted as he squeezed. He did the same with the other breast. Milk was oozing out from the nipples. He happily drank it.
He was inserting his tongue into it and was fucking me with his tongue. I was thumping my hips and banging them up and down on the bed. I was trembling in lust and pure passion. I was dreaming of this for years and finally it happened.
He continued with his good work on me. My cunt was dripping wet and oozing with juice which he was lapping up. Then he took my clitoris in his teeth and sucked it in. The pleasure was unbearable and a scream escaped from my mouth.
But I pleaded, â€œBaba, please leave me,stop your act now or I will inform your son of your deeds.â€ He laughed and said, â€œDonâ€™t you dare do so, I will say that you have enticed me into this. And even then if he believes you I will throw all of you out of my house. Then how will he take care of you.â€
And continued lapping up. Then he stood up and opened his dhoti to take out his cock. Oh my God it was bigger and fatter than my husbandâ€™s. I swooned at the view.
He showed his tool and said, â€œLook dear, if you co operate, this will give you pleasure and if you struggle it will hurt you. You decide what you want.â€
I again pleaded although I was enjoying his endevours, â€œBaba, please let me go. I will not tell any body and respect you as ever. Donâ€™t spoil me, I am your daughter in law.â€
He laughed and got between my thighs raised both my legs in the air making a â€˜Vâ€™. He rubbed the tip of his cock on my cunt hole bringing out a gasp from me. Then again he hit my cunt with his cock and instead of moving away I moved my hips forward to meet his stroke.
He noticed it and said, â€œVidya dear, you are also liking it. Donâ€™t deprive yourself from this pleasure. You will be hooked to my tool forever.â€
I was also suffering the same sexless life, so instead of rebuking him I was encouraging him to fuck me. He was groaning and obliging my request, took his nude unprotected dick and shoved it hard into my pussy.
He spread my fat thighs and knelt down between them, holding his penis. With his fingers he gently stroked and pulled at the hair on my pussy. I lifted my pussy up to him. Here, take it all, I seemed to be saying. Now he touched the tip of his cock to the cunt.
I froze, waiting. He pushed and I almost sat up on my cot. He let his cock completely disappear into my cunt. He moaned, a long moan of simply unbearable pleasure. He caught hold of my shoulders to balance himself and started to move his pelvis back and forth, back and forth, the cot creaking with his motion.
â€ Ummmmmâ€¦ahhhhâ€¦uummmmm,â€ I moaned. I did not know what to do with my hands for they were moving in all directions, touching whatever they felt like touching. They seemed to have a life of their own. The old man, because of his age was moving rather slowly.
I was again and again impatiently raising my hips, to meet his thrust urging him to move faster. He kept moving for about five minutes and then he began to pant vigorously. Soon he was totally drenched in sweat. He climaxed and stopped suddenly.
He lay down with his head resting on the pillow. But I was not done yet so I got with my knees planted on either sides of his body. I guided his equipment into my wet cunt once again and started moving. Oh, how he moved! The cot creaked wildly and I was wondering if it would give away.
I didnâ€™t even care about any protection at that time. I was in lust and total ecstasy. I was ramming his cock harder and harder. To my surprise he was a lot longer than his son!
Oh, how my breasts were jumping up and down with every thrust. I had to pause occasionally to brush away a strand of loose hair from my face. He was softly moaning as I moved, giving the old man the thrill of his life. He lay relaxed. His hands occasionally rose to touch my lovely breasts, or to hold my big sweating buttocks.
Sometimes he would hold my shoulder and pull me forward. As I moved, my over sized breasts hanging flaccidly over his face. Oh, how the twin coconuts would dance. He looked without even blinking, so as not to miss anything. We fucked for ten minutes and I cummed with a big roar. Then when my passion was spent, we lay down exhausted in each otherâ€™s arms.
But, in another ten minutes, we were ready for one more go. He fucked me for about two hours that day and passed off. He came thrice during it. He finally collapsed over me. We slept like that start naked.
I was the one to get up first the next morning. He was just beside me, hugging me, my chest clinging into his. His hand was over me and his face was near my neck. I tried to move away. I woke him.
He caught my breast with his hand and squeezed it for one more time and looked at me and smiled. I couldnâ€™t look at him I was shy I turned away and I was trying to get off the bed. He moved down to my pussy and felt me near that area. I giggled and I left the room.
I got dressed and I was preparing breakfast and coffee. He came into the kitchen slowly and hugged me from behind. I froze and stood still. His hands started playing with my breasts again. He was enjoying them very much. He began kissing me on my neck from behind and continued pressing my boobs. I pleaded, saying that I had to prepare the breakfast.
He ignored my requests and said, â€œYou are my breakfast, lunch and dinner. I have still not seen you nude in daylight. I want to see you nude.â€ We remained nude for the entire day and slept nude.
We were having a fucking marathon all those days as my hubby wasnâ€™t around. Later on we continued to remain nude and have sex during daytime and whenever and wherever we got a chance. He would feel me up at times, sometimes we had oral sex, and we continue to have a good sexual relationship.
When my husband returned I got fucked by those two men almost daily. Some days my husband might not have sex with me but my father-in-law never missed a chance. I got pregnant next month and I still donâ€™t care to know who is the father of the child.