Author's note
This is my second submission to literotica. One year back I submitted my first story titled 'THE PLEASURE CAR'. On seeing the comments I understood that my English is so bad. After that I read so many stories of Indian origin and tried to do my better. Since I am lack in English vocabulary, literature and grammar, Some places I didn't know the correct words to express the feelings and emotions. I tried to give my best. If there is any mistake kindly adjust, put the appropriate words and read.
I wrote this in three parts. In the first part our hero having sex with his neighbor. In the second, he managed to fuck her MIL and in the third only he able to fuck his wife.
Wish you a happy fucking life.
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"CONGRATULATIONS!"
"WISH YOU HAPPY MARRIED LIFE!"
Greetings poured in as I tied the sacred thread on the neck of the bride Gayathri, as a symbol of the marriage was over. Now I feel that I am the happiest man in the world. My wife was sitting pretty near me. I noticed jealous on so many eyes of my friends and relatives on seeing the beauty of my wife.
I Raghul, aged 26 working as an electronics engineer in Chennai. I was in search of a bride for the past 3 years. I had some dreams about my life partner. So I rejected hundreds of proposal brought by my parents which I feel were not up to my expectation. They gave up the search and said me, they couldn't find my dream girl, and asked me to search myself and they were ready to accept even if I brought a donkey. At last I found my dream girl Gayathri in my friend's marriage reception in the nearby village of Madurai.
She is at the age of 18, completed her 10th class, only daughter to her widowed mother, living together with her grandfather in that village doing agriculture in their land. They were from a lower middle class family. She is looking so gorgeous. Even though she was not gifted with wealth she was gifted with enormous beauty and well shaped body. She is whitish in colour; having a perfect shape of 32-26-34. I was mesmerised by her beautiful face remembering Aishwarya Rai. Definitely she will win another crown to India if she participates in Miss world contest. I observed that their family was orthodox and conservative and accustomed to that village atmosphere. Her mother was as like her daughter in beauty. She covered her entire body with the sari not exposing a single bit of her flesh. Then things went on jet speed and today I make her as my life partner.
As a customary my first night is arranged in my mother in law's house. The only bedroom available in that house was decorated with flowers. I was eagerly waiting for her in the steel cot available there. My wife entered the room with a glass of milk. She is in a silk sari with a matching blouse. She is looking like an angel. My dick hardens slowly and poking out making a dent on my dhoti I wear. She gave the milk to me. I placed it on the table and hold her arms and pulled her towards me. She fell over me, the soft breast inside the silky blouse pressed against my chest. I kissed her in the forehead and slowly come down to her lips. I bit her lower lips and shoved my tongue inside her mouth. My arms surrounded her hip. I hugged her tightly against me. My left arm roamed on her back while my right arm lifted her by her chin and I poured lots of kisses all over her face. I slowly brought my right hand down to her neck and further to her cleavage. She closed her eyes. I cupped one of her boobs and kneaded slightly. Suddenly she opened her eyes and pushed me away.
I didn't expect her sudden attack. I fell on the bed on my back. I saw anger in her face. I managed to get up with my elbow, and asked what happened to her. Her anger was not reduced even a bit.
With that she said," I didn't expect this from you. I thought you are a gentleman. You hurt me with your indecent behaviour."
"Gayu, what you are telling in what way I was indecent," I asked her in confusion.
"You son of a bitch, how dare you touch my boobs," she shouted in anger.
"Oh! That is the matter! You become my wife now. What is wrong if I touch your boobs. You may watch so many movies what a husband and wife will do!" I exclaimed.
"No it is wrong and bad touch, even in cinemas they will hug, kiss and sleep together after switching of the lights. My mother taught it from my childhood," she replied.
I relieved a bit and thought she is so innocent and immature. She was brought up in a small village also her studies were stopped at the high school level. Being an orthodox family, she doesn't have much exposure, so she is acting like this. It will take some time to bring her to the real life, thinking that I asked her to sleep in the bed.
I lit a cigarette and walked criss-cross for some time. Due to the tiredness in the morning rituals she fast asleep; facing the wall. Then I went to the bed laid facing her back. I was so horny and thought using force to fuck her. Later I withdrew the idea, since it may create some complications if she shouted or run away from the room which is surrounded by her relatives. I took my hard on in my hand and masturbated. I don't know when I closed my eyes.
For another week, I tried to explain her about husband and wife relations and failed in my attempts. She repeatedly told it is wrong and sin and we should not do that. I felt shy to discuss the matter with her mother. I left her with her mother and returned to work assuring her mother that I will take her with me after locating a suitable house in the city.
Within 15 days I fixed a single bedroom house more than enough for a couple, in the outskirt of Chennai. It is a twin house; the other one is already occupied. There a young couple were staying. When I looking the house they said hello to me and enquired about me and my family. He was looking so smart and his wife is so gorgeous, fair, with enormous boobs. She was very sexy in her low hip sari. Her navel was so deep inviting everybody to fuck in there.
During the week end I went to my wife's house, and brought her along with her mother and grandpa. We were busy the whole day in arranging the households. The neighbour came to our help and arranged food for us at their house. His name is Ramesh and she is Rupa aged 30 and 26 respectively, married three years back and no issues till date. Rupa became my wife's friend and she attached easily with her.
The next day my MIL and her father slept in the living room. She slept in the floor on a mat and her father on the couch. I went into the bedroom along with my wife. That night I approached my wife, thinking that see may clarify with her mother about the incident happened in our first night and may be getting advised by her. But still she not admitted me getting close to her and kept a safe distance from me. Due to tiredness I slept early without forcing her.
The next day night I asked her to sit near me and explained about sexual intercourse and there is nothing wrong in it.
She closed her ear with her hand and said, "SHIVA SHIVA I don't expect such a filthy words from your mouth. Go, wash your mouth, and pray lord SHIVA."
I hardly subside my anger and slept.
The next day also I failed to convince her. I decided to discuss the matter with her mother. Since her grandpa is also there, I found no privacy to discuss the matter with her. There was no sleep in my eyes I rolled on the bed without sleep. It was half fast twelve. I was so thirsty and looked for water in the jug. It was empty. So I went to the door and opened it slowly not willing to disturb others sleeping in the living room.
When I opened the door slightly I heard the mild moaning sound of my MIL. I wondered and peeped into the hall. In the mild light of night lamp I was stunned on seeing my MIL riding her father in the couch. Her father was sitting full naked on the couch. His hands were clutching her daughter's, butts helping her ride him up and down. She was also full naked and her big boobs swaying up and down.
He was murmuring, "Fuck me hard my baby, oh! I am about to cum ohhh! ohhh! yes yes."
He immediately tightened his grip on her back and hugged tightly along with him and showered kisses all over her face. She also kissed her father vigorously. Then they separated themselves.
My MIL stood up and turned towards me. Now I can able to view her entire naked body from my hideout. Wow! What a structure she has. I am a fool I was not noticed her in such an angle till today, since she was fully covered her body with her sari when I visited her. She lifted her hands up and bunned her hair. Her erect and semi sphere breasts gone up and jerked like jelly balls. What a beautiful sight it was.
At the age of 36 I didn't expect such a beautiful structure from her. She has perfect rounded breasts measuring about 34 cup sizes. The areolas were contrast to her milky white skin, dark pink in colour round in the size of a one rupee coin. The nipples were hard and erect, poking half an inch from its base. Her body narrowed at her waist and flared again at her butts. Her navel was perfectly shaped and her pussy was cleanly shaved and cum of her father drooling out from it.
She turned towards her father, who is still in his position; she kneeled down and taken his inflated dick into her mouth and cleaned it up. His father moaned in pleasure. He brought his hand down and kneaded her breasts and kissed her bare back. She stood up on the couch putting her legs on his both sides and buried her father's face in between her thighs. He held her both ass cheeks tightly in his hand and licked her pussy.
Now she was moaning, "Oh! my dad fuck me deep with your tongue. Oh yes... yes... still more deep into me. Yaa... yaa... Its good oh I am cumming."
Now she held her father's head tightly against her pussy and then slide down next to him burying her head on his chest. He hugged her tightly and lifted her by chin and kissed in her mouth. Her breast pressed against his chest and bulged out. Since it is a hot summer their bodies were fully wet with sweat. His tongue was busy in searching a treasure in her mouth. They exchanged the cum filled in their mouth. She took her position and sat adjacent to him. His right hand surrounded her back and cupped her right boob. He lowered his head and licked and rounded the areola of the left with his darting tongue and tweaked the nipples with his teeth. Her left hand clutched his deflated cock and was slowly shaking it. Her right hand lifted up her left boob and shoved into his mouth.
"Dad we must leave tomorrow to our house. If we stay long we must be caught one day," she hissed in his ear.
"Ya..ya... I am also thinking of that," her dad replied.
Then they rose and dressed up. Her father helped her to wear the blouse and doing so he cupped her breasts. She helped her father to wear his briefs and pushed back the dick into it with her hand. They shared a prolonged good night kiss and aborted to their places. The show was over. I closed the door smoothly and went to bathroom and masturbated heavily thinking of fucking my MIL in front of her daughter and father.
As I expected the next day they left my house to their native.
In the night, I was watching the TV show. A flash back of yesterday's incident was running into my mind. I was so horny and decided to rape my wife if she didn't allow me. She washed the dishes and went in to the bedroom around 10pm. She robed her with a cotton sari. After sometime I removed my shorts and brief and wear a lungi. My dick was rock hard and made a tent in my lungi. I locked the main entrance and entered the room. She was sleeping facing towards the wall as usual.