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Chapter 2 Bound By Passion

Chapter 2 Bound By Passion

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A month later, Sailaja's husband left for the USA on a business trip, creating a void in the household. Varun saw this as an opportunity to express his feelings. One evening, while they were sitting together on the sofa watching TV, Varun decided to speak his heart.

"Auntie, why is it that the more I try not to love you, the more I feel drawn to you? Lately, I've been dreaming about you every night. In those dreams, we're happy together."

Sailaja had been expecting this moment. Somewhere deep inside, she had sensed that Varun might bring it up. "Varun, I thought you'd move on," she said, teasing him slightly.

"No way," Varun replied earnestly. "And now, I don't think I ever can."

Curious, Sailaja asked, "What do we do in these dreams of yours?"

"Holding hands, laughing, hugging," Varun admitted shyly.

Sailaja smiled faintly. "Oh, so holding hands makes you happy? Here, you can hold my hand."

For Varun, this felt like a dream come true. He eagerly took her hand, his excitement palpable. Sailaja then asked, "And what else do we do in these dreams?"

Varun hesitated. "That, I can't tell you. You might get upset."

But Sailaja insisted, and after some reluctance, Varun finally confessed, "In my dreams, we hug."

Without waiting, he added, "Let me show you," and leaned in to embrace her. He gently kissed her, but Sailaja stiffened, clearly uncomfortable. She tried to pull away, yet Varun held on, his emotions overwhelming his restraint.

Finally, she opened her mouth, and their tongues met. Varun was in a daze as he felt her tongue and tasted her saliva. Sailaja pulled away abruptly, guilt washing over her. "No, Varun, you must not do that. It is wrong--I am a married woman, and besides, you are not only my nephew but just a kid," she said firmly.

Varun looked at her with earnest eyes and replied, "Auntie, that was my first kiss, and I will always treasure it, no matter what. I cannot help but love you increasingly every day. And please, do not ever call yourself old, you are not."

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"Varun, stop it right now," Sailaja said, her tone stern. "If you don't, I'll have to tell your mother and ask her to send you to the hostel."

In her heart Sailaja loved his kiss and endeared it even more. Despite her resistance, she longed for him to make the move, knowing fully well that she would not throw herself at him. If Varun wanted her, he would have to force himself on her. Meanwhile, Varun could no longer control himself, so he embraced his aunt again and tried to kiss her. Sailaja struggled and tried to get away from his embrace, but it was not forceful, so Varun could kiss and lick her on the neck.

Then he kissed her on her lips again, struggling to keep his hold on her. Sailaja resisted but opened her mouth and kissed Varun back. While kissing, Varun slowly moved his right hand and touched her right breast. He found her erect nipples and started to massage her breasts. At this, Sailaja pulled away again and began to scold Varun once to stop it. Instead, Varun moved on top of her and, through all the struggling, once again, started to kiss her lips and knead his aunt's breast through her blouse and bra.

The sensation was too much for Sailaja, and she slowly started to relax, allowing Varun to play with her body when her milk-laden breast started to leak. Varun was so excited, and his cock was jutting out under his shorts. The moment he felt his auntie's breast milk in his hand, he lifted the loose end of the saree and started to open her blouse hooks while Sailaja tried to prevent him. Removing the hooks was too tedious, so he caught hold of her blouse and tore it. The act shocked and excited Sailaja, and she gave a loud gasp.

Then Varun pulled the bra up, exposing both the white milk-laden breasts with the brown nipples. He groped both the breast with his hands, and his lips descended to the nipples as he exclaimed "Oh auntie, you have the most beautiful breast' and latched his mouth on her nipple. Sailaja gave a groan, and milk started to jut out into his mouth, and he had his first taste of breastmilk. The baby's sudden cry broke the moment, and Sailaja quickly pushed Varun away. She adjusted her saree to cover herself, picked up the baby, and hurried to her room, leaving Varun standing there, frustrated.

I could not help but curse the baby for interrupting what I saw as my excellent opportunity. However, after waiting for some time, giving her a chance to feed and settle the baby, I decided to approach her again. I went to her room and knocked on the door.

"Go away, Varun," she called from inside, her voice firm.

But I refused to leave. I kept apologising, pleading for her forgiveness until, after some hesitation, she came to the door and unlocked it.

The moment the door opened, I stepped inside and embraced her tightly. "Auntie, I love you so much. If you do not love me back, I swear I will end my life tonight," I said, my voice trembling with emotion.

Sailaja scolded me harshly for such reckless words, telling me to stop being foolish. But when I tried to kiss her again, she turned her face away, refusing to yield. Desperate, I poured out my feelings, pledging my undying love for her as I stepped closer.

When I reached for her, Sailaja turned as if to run, but I quickly caught her by the arm and pulled her close, unwilling to let go. She struggled with me, and I grabbed her by both arms and turned her so she could look at my face. "Varun!" She yelled, "Stop it right now!!" She looked like she was going to start crying. This roughness with her kind of turned me on even more. Tears were welling in her eyes. My cock was fully erect and poking her in the leg. She tried to pull away, but I held her tight. "I want to show you something, auntie..." I said to her softly. She started crying and shaking her head. I forcefully kissed her on her lips, but she kept her lips tightly closed.

I told her I loved her so much and asked why she couldn't just give me one proper kiss. She seemed to think for a second when I kissed her again. This time, Aunt's lips were much softer and more relaxed, slightly parted. I felt her pointed tongue gingerly touch mine at first; then we began duelling with each other as we embraced intimately. Her warm, soft body was pressed tightly against mine, and my cock, which had been rising for some time, pushed against her lower belly. God, she must feel it! I certainly felt the swell of her tits against my chest. This time, the kiss went on and on. My heart was pounding, and my head felt feverish with excitement and pleasure.

Sailaja broke the kiss and opened her mouth to speak, but she could not get the words out. Finally, she managed to stammer, "Please, Varun, please! This is so wrong! you are my nephew!" Sailaja shivered as his hands touched her breast. To her shame, despite all this, Sailaja began to feel herself growing aroused by her nephew's kisses and attention to her breast; she could feel the heat growing in her vagina as tears coursed their way down her cheeks. Varun would have none of her refusals; instead, he kept on kissing her all over her neck and face while his right hand palmed her breast. Then Varun drew her sari pallu away and pulled her bra up, exposing her milk-filled succulent breast again. At this, sailaja attempted to break away, but Varun was too strong for her, and he pushed her onto the bed. Immediately his mouth latched on to her nipple and started sucking. Sailaja moaned in lust and shame as her milk started to gush out suddenly. For Varun, it was a dream come true, and for the first, he was sucking the milk of his auntie.

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The sweet taste of milk coming from the nipples into his mouth and the feel of his auntie's body as he laid on top of her with his cock wedged between their bodies was just too much for the youngster that his orgasm hit him, and he ejaculated inside his shorts. Sailaja could feel her nephew's cock on her abdomen, and she knew he had come as it started to jerk. Somehow, she thought it was good that the end had come without her committing incest and adultery despite her excited state. But that was not to be; unlike her husband, who wilted the moment he ejaculated, Varun's cock was still hard as steel.

Varun started to pull at her sari to remove them unsuccessfully, so he just got up a little and pulled her sari and petticoat up, exposing her milky white thighs and her soaking panties. At this, Sailaja struggled once more, and in the process, Varun succeeded in removing her panties. Though she struggled, Sailaja wanted Varun to succeed and willed him on in her mind. In one swift motion, he removed his shorts and undies, and his erect cock sprang free. Now, he positioned himself between her legs as Sailaja cried softly, tears rolling down her cheeks. This being the first time, Varun found it hard to find the entrance to his aunt's Vagina but finally succeeded, and he started to hump away.

Never had Sailaja felt anything of this size stretch her so widely, having only experienced her husband, who had nothing in comparison to what she was now experiencing. Fear and panic set in as she broke the kiss and pleaded, "Oh, Varun, no stop! Varun you are too big!" With her hands, Sailaja then tried to push at his muscular shoulders, trying to push him off her and prevent this incestuous mating. "Oh, please stop! Varun please, Varun, stop, we must stop! This is so wrong, no Varun no!" Sailaja sobbed as the thick cock twitched within her.

"Oh, Varun oh, you're so big!" Sailaja groaned as her long trim legs wrapped tightly around her nephew's humping ass. "Oh Varun!" she screamed as an orgasm shook her entire body. Never had she experienced such a mind-shattering orgasm before. She felt her nephew's cock twitch in her well-filled Vagina which was stretched to the maximum as he touched his own orgasm and spurted jets and jets of baby-making sperm into her womb. Reality hit her, causing tears of shame to flow from her eyes.

Sailaja realised the awful sin she had just committed, committing not just adultery but incest with none other than her nephew. She sobbed as she looked at her marital bed, soiled now with the slimy semen and her vaginal secretions that oozed out of her Vagina. Then horror struck her as Sailaja realised this was quite an inappropriate time of the month. Trying to get out from under his body and rush to the bathroom, Sailaja was frantic as Varun's strong hands pulled her shoulders and forced her back onto the bed and started to fuck her again once again. "Please Varun, I need to douche! You didn't wear a condom! I could get pregnant!" she sobbed.

Instead of being released as she had hoped, her nephew doubled in his effort to fucking her. "Oh no!" she sobbed as her lover unceremoniously rammed deep into her vagina touching her cervix and pushing it back with his cock. This time his cock was not so hard but hard enough to move inside her vagina which was dripping wet and well lubricated with his sperm and her secretions. In time his cock swelled to its original hardness, and she could feel him distinctly as he moved in and out of her. At the same time, he latched his lips onto one nipple and started to suck the milk out of her breast.

The sensation was just too much for sailaja, and she hit another orgasm. Varun had come twice, so this time, his cock could endure longer. The novelty of his first fuck was just too good, and that kept him in an excited state. After draining one breast of its milk, Varun went on to drain the other as he kept up with his fucking. Meantime, Sailaja touched orgasm after orgasm as Varun kept pumping his cock all the while sucking and playing with her breast or kissing her. She was so exhausted from so many orgasms that after Varun came inside her again, she could not get up. Feeling so drained from her sexual release, she just laid on the bed. Varun cuddled her and whispered sweet terms of endearment as they rested for the time.

After some time, when the baby started to cry, Sailaja got up to feed her baby, only to find that Varun had completely drained both her breasts dry, and there was no milk. So she went to the kitchen to prepare the feeding bottle while Varun slept on the bed in her husband's place. In the kitchen, while preparing the powder milk for the baby, sailaja felt Varun's semen coming out of her Vagina and running down her thighs. She was consumed with guilt, and she cried out in despair at the adultery and incest she had committed just some time back.

As she fed the baby with the feeding bottle, she was filled with guilt that Varun had drunk all her breastmilk, and she had none to feed her baby for whom she was lactating. In the quietness of the kitchen, she wondered why this had to happen to her. She resolved to throw Varun out of her marital bedroom the moment she went back and out of the house the next day. However, when she went back to her bedroom, she found Varun innocently sleeping. As she viewed his taut body and his semi-erect cock, her Vagina twitched, and her resolve to throw him out melted as she was overcome with love for her nephew. Quietly, she laid herself next to him.

A few hours ago, they had been aunt and nephew. Now, they were much more; they were lovers. They were sharing a bed, both sleeping and basking in the musky aroma of their lovemaking. Sweet, restful slumber that is available only to those who have performed the ultimate act of love - incest. He stirred sleepily, opened his eyes to see that it was still dark, and looked at the clock beside the bed. It was 4:00 AM. He sat up in bed and looked at the lovely figure of his aunt lying next to him, breathing softly, sleeping peacefully.

She was still covered partially. He leaned over her and gave her a light kiss on the lips. She moved to kiss him back and then put her arms around his neck. In the stillness of the night, they were kissing deeply, quietly, not wanting to share this moment with anyone else. It was theirs and theirs only. Their tongues loved each other. Their hands caressed each other's body, exploring, teasing, loving. Nothing needed to be said; they each knew what the other wanted, needed, desired, and craved.

Now, the bra which was covering her breasts was being pushed up. She thought he had to learn to unhook a bra, and she unclasped it. The nipples were being sucked and gently bitten and pulled between his lips. She released her milk for her lover, and he sucked on drinking every drop of her sweet milk from her succulent breast. She felt his hardness on her thighs, and after pulling up her petticoat along with the sari, she parted her legs as he positioned himself over her.

Still no words, just the soft sounds of hot, wet kisses. Tender sucking, the rustling of bed sheets as he moved to get on her. She breaks the silence with her soft whimpers as her nephew's hard manhood gains welcome entrance into her birth canal, now giving him the ultimate pleasure. The pleasure that a man feels when a woman totally surrenders to him by parting her legs and allowing him to invade her most intimate recesses with his manhood. But this woman was his auntie. He could see her face in the faint light.

He knew she was enjoying the coupling. Her moans and her caresses on his body added to that assurance. He was kissing her deeply. She was sucking his tongue with her mouth and his hard cock with her hot pussy. He had never felt so hard. Her whimpers became louder her nails dug into his ass cheeks as she urged him on and pushed him into her hot pulsating and wet Vagina. She was coming! They moaned and thrashed loudly. The pumping became more intense. He exploded in her just as she was reaching her climax; their love juices were mixing again. She moaned loudly as her last spasm hit her body, and then she relaxed. Again satisfied. Her lover had retaken her. Her lover was her nephew.

It was the best sex she had ever had. He held her in his arms and gently massaged her sexy ass. She moaned softly as he kissed her eyes and her lovely, full lips. She could smell the odour of their lovemaking; she closed her eyes to enjoy the moment when she was overcome by guilt. Never in her life had she ever had such fantastic, joyous sex. It seems as if this was to be her wedding night when all her sexual dreams would be fulfilled. She felt love and tenderness for her nephew even as his semen mixed with her secretions once again flowed out of her Vagina into her marital bed. Now, though she was a little scared, she was beyond care whether it was her marital bed or whether she would become pregnant from the incestuous coupling with her nephew. She realised what she had been missing all these years of her married life and wanted to make up for all the lost years.

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