My name is Neha. I am twenty six years old. It has been two and a half years since my marriage. My husband’s name is Vikram. We live in a nice middle class family in Delhi.
Vikram is a good man and he has a good job too. But in the bedroom he is always in a hurry. He finishes the whole act in five to seven minutes and then turns over and goes to sleep. In the initial days I thought that maybe it was because the marriage was new and things would improve slowly. But even after two and a half years there has been no change in the situation. My pussy still remains unsatisfied and hungry every time.
At night while lying alone I caress my pussy with my fingers. My fingers slide between my wet and hot folds. But that emptiness and hunger never gets fulfilled. My breathing becomes fast, a tingling spreads through my body, yet I do not get satisfaction.
Sasur ji’s name is Suresh Chand. He is forty eight years old. His wife, my mother in law, passed away three years ago. Sasur ji is still very fit and strong. His tall height, broad chest, strong arms and toned body from farming and gym can impress anyone. He speaks little at home but his eyes are very sharp and piercing.
For the first six months after marriage everything was normal. But then slowly things started to change. Sasur ji used to call me “beti”. But now his eyes lingered longer on my waist, my full breasts and my round ass.
I noticed many times that when I came out after bathing or while changing my saree he would pass by the door and look at me. In the beginning I used to feel angry. But somewhere inside a strange tingling and thrill also started. A shiver would run through my body.
One evening Vikram had gone to Pune for office work. He was to return after three days. There were only me and Sasur ji at home.
I was cooking in the kitchen. My saree pallu had slipped a little so my navel and lower waist were slightly visible. Sasur ji came quietly from behind and said, “Beti today my back is hurting a lot. Will you apply some oil and massage it?”
I was startled. My hand stopped on the kitchen utensil. “Sasur ji… I… how?”
“Arey beti why are you feeling shy? You are my daughter in law. After your mother in law left I have become alone. Just for a while…” His voice had a deep heavy warmth that stirred something inside me. His piercing eyes stayed on my waist and upper part of the saree.
I agreed. Sasur ji lay down. I sat on the floor near his feet and started the massage with the oil bottle. His legs were very strong, thick calves and muscles built from hard work and gym felt firm under my palms. The slick warmth of oil spread on his skin.
Slowly I reached his thighs. My fingers pressed the thick thigh muscles and moved upward. Sasur ji’s breathing became faster. His chest started rising and falling.
“Neha… you are a very good daughter in law… do it higher… up to the waist…”
I gathered courage and started massaging his waist. My fingers applied oil and pressed the strong muscles moving up and down. The slick warmth of oil spread on his skin. His lungi slipped a little. Suddenly I saw the bulge of his cock clearly visible. It was very thick, long and fully hard. Even through the cloth its girth and length were clear. Vikram’s cock was much smaller and thinner than this. My heart started beating fast. Heat spread in my pussy.
Sasur ji suddenly caught my wrist and placed my hand on his cock. His grip was very strong.
“Neha… see… how much it has been throbbing for years. You know how weak Vikram is in the bedroom. I know everything.”
I felt shy. I tried to pull my hand away but Sasur ji held it firmly. “Sasur ji… this is wrong… I am your daughter in law…”
“What is wrong is that he leaves you unsatisfied every night. You are young, your pussy needs full power.” He said softly and slipped my saree pallu away.
I could not resist. His strong fingers started roaming on my breasts. He slowly caressed my soft breasts feeling their roundness. The heat of his palms sank into my skin. He opened the hooks of my blouse one by one. With every hook opening my full breasts became a little freer. Finally the blouse opened completely and both my breasts came out. His palms started pressing my soft and warm breasts. He was kneading them properly. My nipples became stiff and stood up. Light tremors ran on them.
Sasur ji took them in his mouth and started sucking hard. His hot tongue licked around my nipples. Sometimes he bit lightly and sometimes sucked strongly. A moan escaped my mouth. “Aah… Sasur ji… slowly…”
He lifted me and took me to the bedroom. He removed his lungi. His cock came out. Thick and long, veins swollen, head shining.
Vikram’s cock could not match it. I knelt down and took it in my mouth. The taste, warmth and thickness were all different. His cock filled my mouth completely. Its girth stretched my lips. I slowly licked its shining head with my tongue. The hot and slightly salty taste spread in my mouth. I started sucking gently. My lips gripped his thick cock and moved up and down.
Sasur ji held my hair and started thrusting into my mouth. His hips moved back and forth. His cock went deep inside my mouth. Sometimes it hit my throat and tears came to my eyes. I kept sucking hard. My tongue swirled on the veins underneath. Light groans came from his mouth.
“Neha… you suck so well… feeling pleasure after years…”
Then he lifted me and laid me on the bed. His strong arms made my body weight nothing. He opened my saree completely and removed it. Then he untied the petticoat string and slid it down. Finally he pulled off my soaked panties and threw them. My pussy was already wet. Its heat and slickness could be felt in the air.
Sasur ji bent and started licking. His hot and thick tongue first licked my outer pussy folds slowly. Then he spread both folds with his fingers and started licking the inner pink parts. His tongue touched every corner of my pussy. He sucked my clit hard and pushed his tongue inside moving it. I was lifting my hips and screaming. “Aah… Sasur ji… lick more… aahh… suck my pussy… uff… it feels so good…” My breathing became fast. Shivers ran through my body.
When I came for the first time my pussy clenched on his mouth releasing juices. My legs were trembling and I moaned loudly. “Aaah… Sasur ji… I came… yes…” Sasur ji smiled. “Now the real fun starts beti. Your pussy now needs a real man’s cock.”
He placed his thick cock on my pussy and pressed slowly. Its shining head parted my wet folds and went in. Then one powerful thrust. The whole cock sank into my pussy. Its girth completely stretched my pussy walls. “Aaah… it tore… Sasur ji… so thick… Vikram never filled it… uff… it hurts but feels good too…” Pain and pleasure both were happening together.
Sasur ji started thrusting slowly. With every thrust his thick cock went deep inside my pussy and came out. His heavy balls slapped against my ass. With every thrust it felt like my pussy was getting fully satisfied for the first time. My breasts were bouncing up and down. I was moaning. “Yes… harder… Sasur ji… fuck me… aahh…”
He pressed my breasts, sucked my lips, sometimes whispered in my ear. “Neha… now you are mine… forget husband’s cock… Sasur’s cock is the owner of your pussy… say… whose pussy is this?” His hot breath fell on my ear. I said whimpering, “Aah… yours… Sasur ji… my pussy is yours… fuck harder… aahh… tear your daughter in law’s pussy…”
The session continued all night. He fucked me in many positions. In missionary lying down with deep thrusts. With every thrust his thick cock hit the depths of my pussy. My breasts rubbed against his chest. In doggy style from behind holding my waist with powerful fucking. His heavy balls slapped hard against my ass. Lifting me in his lap against the wall. My legs wrapped around his waist and he thrust fast from above.
Every time he fucked for a long time. He made me cum many times. During every climax my pussy clenched his cock. I screamed, “Aah… Sasur ji… again… I came… yes… fuck more…” My pussy juices flowed on his cock and thighs. When he finally released his cum inside my pussy his cock was twitching. Hot thick streams filled the depths of my pussy. I was crying tears of joy. “Sasur ji… now husband’s cock will not feel good… I need only yours…”
After that night my life changed. When Vikram is home I behave normally but as soon as he leaves for office Sasur ji calls me. Sometimes “Neha my back is hurting” sometimes “Today loneliness is troubling a lot”. And I go to his room without any excuse.
Now my pussy has become addicted to Sasur ji’s thick cock. When Vikram touches me I feel nothing.
I think in my mind, “Your cock cannot fill my pussy anymore.” Sasur ji’s power, his stamina, his experience is completely different from Vikram. My pussy is no longer satisfied with Vikram’s small and thin cock. While Sasur ji’s thick, veiny, long cock stretches my pussy completely and fills it to the depths. I think now when Vikram puts his cock in my pussy it feels like nothing was inserted. Sasur ji’s cock is the real owner of my hungry pussy.
Sometimes Sasur ji calls me even during the day. In the kitchen while standing, on the balcony or in the bathroom. While washing utensils in the kitchen he suddenly comes from behind, lifts my saree and pushes his fingers into my wet pussy. I hold the counter and keep moaning. On the balcony while watering plants he bends me and fucks from behind. In the bathroom while bathing he presses me against the wall and pushes his thick cock into my pussy while standing.
Once he fucked me from behind while I was talking on the phone and Vikram was on the other side. I was barely able to say “Yes… yes Vikram…” Sasur ji held my waist and gave slow deep thrusts. His thick cock moved in and out of my pussy. I bit my lips to suppress the moans. That danger, that secret relation, that thirst makes me more excited. Dirty thoughts keep circling in my mind that Sasur ji should fuck me in front of Vikram with his cock in my pussy.
Now I know that I am trapped with Sasur ji. Husband’s cock does not feel good anymore.
Every night I lie on Sasur ji’s bed and think if only Vikram never returns. But this secret is only ours.
The walls of the house are silent but my pussy gets filled and satisfied with Sasur ji’s thick cock every day.