Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any relation to people or circumstances in real life may or may not exist. Don't think, just read and enjoy.
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I feel fortunate to have a good relationship with my wife's parents. I know many people who have terrible relationships with at least one of them if not both. My in-laws grew up in a traditional way but they are very broad minded. They are also very wise. That's one of the things I love about them, and it's a big reason why I decided to marry Shruthi. I love her to death. However, I never want to deal with the drama of having a bad relationship with her parents.
My Father-in-law lives a happy retired life. He worked in real estate and made a ton of money. He now spends his time managing his assets. My Mother-in-law, Shraddha is a stay-at-home wife. I won't deny; the fact that Shruthi came from money was a part of my decision to marry her. There's no need to feel guilty or bad about it. Marriage is about security as much as it is about love.
When I met Shruthi's parents for the first time, I was struck by their personalities. They are fun loving people. They enjoyed traveling, meeting new people, having new experiences; it was a lifestyle they enjoyed because of their wealth.
I was also struck by her mother's beauty. There was an elegance to her. It was almost majestic. I could see where Shruthi got her looks. She not only has her features; big eyes, full lips, sharp nose and a smooth complexion, but also her body. Her full breasts, round ass and curvy physique are unmistakably from the good genes handed down to her from her mother.
Her parents were very happy their daughter was marrying me. I am a self-made guy. I worked hard and became successful making it big. They proudly shared with everyone how their daughter found a "good guy." Especially my mother-in-law. In a moment of emotion, she even said she no longer felt regret about not having a son. I couldn't have been happier.
Our wedding was a big, fat Indian celebration. After we got married, we decided to take some time before having children. We wanted to enjoy life before we made that commitment. My father-in-law was very supportive of our decision. Although my mother-in-law agreed with us, I knew she wasn't pleased about it. She longed for her daughter to have a child. But she never said anything mean about it. She was always very supportive, and chose to patiently wait until we were ready.
Nevertheless, she loved giving us gentle reminders every now and then. Like this one time when she was staying with us...
"Guess what! Our neighbor's daughter Navya is pregnant! It's only been 6 months since they've been married!" She announced to us while Shruthi and I sat in our living room enjoying a nice evening together.
Shruthi rolled her eyes and teased her mother. "Oh no! Maybe you should have told her to take pills, or her husband to wear a condom." She always spoke her mind with her parents, sometimes just to tease her mother.
"Maybe you should stop taking your pills." My mother-in-law teased her back.
"Mom, I don't take pills. You forget that my body does do well with them. You should tell your dear son-in-law to stop wearing condoms!"
My mother-in-law blushed a little. I was still the 'new person' in the family, and my in-laws still maintained some boundaries with me. But Shruthi did not care about that. She was unapologetically herself.
"You're so shameless! Asking your mother to tell your husband to stop wearing condoms!"
"Yeah, why not! He's just as cool as I am. He won't mind at all!"
"But I would!" She snapped back.
"Oh mom, you're just as shameless as me. You simply like to pretend that you are not, sometimes." She giggled saying that.
"Enough, stop it you two! You are acting like teenagers." I had to intervene for the sake of my mother-in-law. Her face looked a red plum. She looked like she might have a stroke!
But as time went on, my in-laws slowly became comfortable around me. Especially my mother-in-law.
Especially about pregnancies and babies.
So many people like to talk about getting pregnant and having babies. But so little talk about all the sex that actually goes into getting a woman impregnated. Some couple are lucky to get pregnant in a single try, but some others need to get pounded and pumped full of seed repeatedly until it happens. Some others have to go through the complicated process of IVF and Artificial Insemination. It's enough to turn the whole thing into something mechanical. There's no more fun.
Shruthi and I decided we were always going to make sure we enjoy sex. We openly talked about it. I feel lucky for marrying a woman who is just as crazy about sex as I am.
We often joked about our couple friends when any one of them got pregnant, talking about how they must have fucked. Did he breed her in missionary style, or was it from behind like doggy style, or did she ride him like a cowgirl? Was it at home or in hotel? Or somewhere else? How shameless were they? We loved being kinky.
It turned out my in-laws were just as open about it. Way more than my own parents, who, like most others thought it was too rude to talk about such things. I almost fainted when one day I heard my mother-in-law make a not-so-subtle comment about it.
"Krishna, I hope you won't think of me as pushy because I ask you both to have kids. I am simply speaking out my mind." She came to me when I was reading a book. We were alone.
"No, not at all. I completely understand. I take it lightly. I know how much you care about us."
"Thank you! And, yes, more than anything else I want you both to always be happy."
"You're so sweet!"
"Of course! But at the same time, I yearn to see my daughter bear a child. I am going to take the liberty of saying something to you."
"Sure, go ahead." I was curious about what she would say, and also felt a little excited. I put aside my book and listened to her.
"Having a baby is not a duty. A baby should be born out of love. As a symbol of the love that two people share for each other. I know you love my daughter. Whenever you both are ready, make sure you do it with complete love for each other. Please don't do it like it's a task."
I was dumbstruck listening to her. She not only said something profound, but she was almost telling us not to make sex boring or mechanical. It took me a minute to speak. "Are you saying what I think you are saying?"
She blushed a little. It was enough to arouse me. "I did not mean to make you feel uncomfortable. I know how well you take care of my daughter." She winked at me so I get the drift of what she was saying.
I almost grinned out loud. "Of course! It's my pleasure!" I said with a sense of pride. "And no, you did not make me feel uncomfortable. It was quite the opposite." I was feeling a little naughty. "So, is that how you both did it when you thought of having kids?" I asked her
She giggled. "Oh, yes! And, we still do it the same way. That's the secret to living a long and happy life."
"What!" I almost burst out in excitement. "That's crazy! I can't believe we are having this conversation."
"Why act immature when we are all grown-ups here? The least we could do is speak our mind freely with each other."
"Can't argue against that! I agree! And, I wish more people took your lead. Things would be way less complicated that way."
"I know, right!"
"Did Shruthi tell you we were thinking of having a baby?" I asked her.
"Of course, she did! But you knew that already." She said in a teasing voice.
"I did. But since we're talking so openly, I thought I would ask you anyway. It makes sense why you've decided to give me that advice now."
She smiled. "You are a smart cookie."
That night I was over my head. I told Shruthi about the conversation. She was pleasantly surprised, but she did not feel bad. She even felt glad her mother and I were able to talk so openly.
"You know she thinks of you more like a son than a son-in-law. I am happy she felt comfortable enough with you to speak her mind."
We were already in bed, cuddling and half naked. I was in my boxers, and she was in her underwear. I kissed her, and held her firm breasts with my hands. She kissed me back, moaning to my touch. She was always a moaner. I was fully aroused and a barrage of dirty thoughts came to my mind.
"You know, if she really thinks of me as her son, then that means I've married my sister. With their permission." I said with a naughty grin.
Shruthi giggled, but wasn't taken back by my comment. "How does it feel marrying your sister?"
"It feels wonderful! How does it make you feel?"
She pulled me closer; "I love it!" She turned towards me and talked in a sexy way. "You want to fill your sister's womb with your seed?"
Now, I was high as fuck. We've roleplayed a few times in the past but never like this.
"Fuck, yes!" I kissed her neck while my hands removed her bra straps. Her gorgeous breasts fell out. Her dark pink nipples were stiff. I kneaded them with my fingers while I kissed her.
"Mmm!! Mmm!!" She moaned when I bit her lower lip.
I removed my boxers and she got rid of her panties. We were now stark naked. I cupped her breasts with my hands and took her nipples in my mouth.
"Ahh!! Yes!! Suck your sister's juicy breasts!"
I took her nipple with my teeth, bit it gently and pulled on it making her moan louder.
"Ahh!!! Yes!! Just like that!! Oh God! It feels so good!"
She took my dick in her hands and rubbed it from the base to the top. "I love how big and thick your dick looks!"
"Just for my little sister!" Just saying that out loud made my balls twinge.
She moved down and licked the head of my dick with her tongue. "Mmm!!" She looked at me and giggled like a teen. She licked it some more and slowly wrapped her lush lips around the head.
"Ahh!!" It was now my turn to moan. "You're so fucking good!"
I took her hair in my hands and pushed her head up and down, sliding my dick deeper into her mouth.
"Mmm!! Gghh!!" She made gagging sounds, but I did not stop. She looked into my eyes as she slurped on my dick. She did not protest. I worked faster fucking her pretty mouth for a few minutes. We were overflowing with lust.
She let go of my dick and moved up over my body. "I want your seed in here." She straddled my body, took my dick in her petite hands and slid it slowly into her wet cunt.
"Aghh!!" Even though she was wet her pussy still felt too tight for my fully hard cock. She pushed it in with some more force. The head of my penis bulged through her pussy lips and entered inside.
