Hello guys!
My name is lalitha, I will tell you my side of the story. The following incident is as close to reality as it comes with exception of the names. I was born and brought up in a rich family with a large farm at the outskirts of Bangalore. We were about 8 children and my dad had 2 wives as the first one had some conception problems.
My trouble started when I was married at the tender age of immediately after my schooling. Like other girls of rural India I was not that much aware of sex. My father had married me of to man who was almost double my age. On the first night he came in bolted the room from inside and he came next to me caught hold of he pallu pushed it aside and started squeezing my tender boobs from over the blouse he then roughly hiked my sari up pulled my panty down and thrust his 8 inch cock into my tender cunt.
It was very painful for me and I started screaming in pain. He started biting on my nipples and I was getting scared. Because of the rupture of hymen. I started to bleed profusely and I fainted at the glimpse of the blood. When I regained consciousness, he was lying next to me and he was stinking of local country liquor.
My clothes was in total disarray and he was griping my left boob with one hand and my cunt was dripping of cum mixed with blood. I was in for more shock the next day. After visiting the temple when I came back home I was surprised to find the slippers of my husband outside the room of his sister β in βlaw ( his elder brother wife) and they had not locked the room thinking that I would be late. I peeped in to see my husband going like bullet train on my co-sisters cunt and she was yelling in pleasure and shouting βFuck! Fuck! Fuck! Me like the way you have been fucking since my marriage to your impotent brother. I love the feel of our bullish rod on my velvety cuntβ and the whole room was filled with this harsh sound of their love making and he was fucking her in the doggy position and I could see her 36 D breast swaying like a inflated balloon and could see her cunt dripping from the mixture of both the love juices
Now I under stood why my husband had so much love for his sister-in-laws son (his son). I went in to my room and cried and his violent love making with me continued and I became used to it in the meantime I also had a breast abscess because of it and my doctor advised not to wear bra and I had became pregnant and my bundle of joy turned out to be a boy. And the boy grew up into a handsome young man and in the meantime we had started to live separately with only my drunkard husband and my young son and my husband was most of the time delirious because of his marathon drinking sessions