Supriyadevi and her husband Pritam were lying naked on their bed. Actually without having any sex during his stay at Bombay, Pritam had been extremely horny…. and so reaching in his house, he jumped on his wife. They fucked each other’s brains out, and he was just recovering from one of the greatest orgasms he’d ever had. And his wife laid her head on his chest just like a beloved Bengalee wife, as her hands were playing with his wavy hair lovingly.
At one point, she looked seriously at her husband and said she had a serious confession to make in which her infidelity was associated with it. That got his curiosity instantly, because usually they tell each other everything. This however was a secret she had kept for a couple of days. He could guess it all happened within one week, when he was out of Kolkata for an outdoor shooting .
Pritam was shocked hearing that but became highly aroused at the same time. Instantly he got a big boner the moment she told him that how Munmun’s Odisan Cook had raped her at their grand party in the bathroom. And to identity her rapist, she had to involve herself for another encounter with him…… although she greatly enjoyed his molestation both times.
He kissed her to assure her that it wasn’t her fault….. and she sould continue it in detail without any type of hesitation. Being relieved, she kissed her husband happily as her tongue slipped into her husband’s mouth. It was a nice sloppy wet kiss. He grabbed her hand and placed it on his hard on.
“See what your story has done to me? Now, why don’t you help me out a little here.” Pritam said as her wife grinned.
He felt himself relieved about the way he handled that thing. And being excited, after getting her husband’s moral support, she started to pump his dick. Quickly she dived down, took his tool into her mouth and started giving him one of her best blowjobs ever.
On the other hand, as he closed his eyes, he could picture Munmun’s lower-class Odisan Driver fucking her hard and it didn’t take long before he blew his wad into her sucking mouth.
Next day obliging her husband’s suggestion, Supriyadevi decided to confess her sin in front of their family Goddess in the worship-room. However before that she bathed in the sacred Ganges at dawn with her beloved husband.
After that she put on her special towel-like saffron Saree and panties…..and taking some flowers in a small basket, she moved to the worship-room. Standing in front of the statue of Goddess in their worship-room, with tearful eyes, at first she put some flowers to the Goddess’s feet. After that she chanted few ‘Mantras’ and sang a religious song. Finally she started begging for the almighty Goddess’s mercy for cheating on her husband.
Her husband was also with her and with closed eyes, he stood just behind his wife and tried to pray. But his corrupt mind was once again diverted with the hot scenario in which his wife had been molested by Munmun’s Odisan Cook out of pure lust. The erotic thought immediately made his cock hard and he felt himself guilty for not concentrating in his prayers.
Actually, he was still very much curious about the event that took place between his wife and Prankrisno a few days ago in their grand party. So, while he was trying to concentrate in his prayer, he asked her: “Priya, now confess your sin….. I mean, how the incident was happened and did you feel bad or good to be fucked by the Odisan Cook?”
Supriyadevi looked at her husband and said: “Hey, I thought we went over this already and you were cool with it. It was only a onetime thing, dear.”
“I know, and trust me…. it doesn’t bother me that much. He’s Munmun’s Cook and you were raped by him…… but his massive cock made yourself excited…. it’s natural. And all I want to say, you should confess all of those!” He said calmly….. trying to convince her. Supriyadevi was still a little bit surprised by her husband’s way of seeing that incident, but grateful nonetheless.
“Thanks for being so understanding, dear.”
“That’s OK. Besides, I always get a hard on thinking about him and you fucking each other. It makes me horny as hell,” Pritam told her while he pressed his crotch into her heavy ass.
“I can feel that. OK, now what do you want me to confess?”
“Just confess how it was felt.”
“It felt… wonderful. I mean, yes I like his cock and especially big cocks that stretch up my cunt as much as possible….. cocks like yours,” She said with a smile. He then gave her a small kiss on her neck for that one and rubbed his hard dick a little harder against her ass. He knew she liked stuff like that a lot….. and she had a great ass for it too.
“Hmmm… press harder… yesss…. Where was I?”
“Prankrisno’s cock is in your tight cunt……”
“Well, because I was fucked by a lower class Cook that night in our bathroom, I felt especially sluttish. I mean, the Odisan Driver just grabbed me from behind and basically pulled me back onto his cock. He ploughed away my cunt in such a pace, I could hardly keep up with him. Don’t forget, you know we hadn’t had sex for over a week…. and since you were out of Kolkata at that time, I was horny as hell.”
She was right. After that grand party, he was out for working on a film at Bombay, and he couldn’t come back for another week if he remembered correctly. But what she had confessed so far, got her husband really horny.
Quickly he pushed her towel-like saffron Saree up over her waist and tucked it there. Then pulling her red panties down he pulled out his own throbbing meat from his pyjama’s fly and pressed that on her sift milk-white buns.
Realizing her husband’s intention, Supriyadevi postponed her confession and pressed her big ass back on her husband’s prick. As he was still behind her, her beautiful ass was in front of his groin. She was still standing in front of the Goddess’s statue, with her hands full of flowers.
“Please continue your confession” He urged in a demanding tone.
“Oh, God….. please have mercy upon me for the sin I’ve done…… Ohhhh…. but I get hot just thinking about that incident.”
“I can see that,” Pritam said excitedly as he nuzzled her neck and continued to rub his erect cock in her warm ass-crack.
Few seconds later, he kneeled behind her and pulled her ass-cheeks a little bit apart. To cooperate him, she bend forward slightly as he could see her already soaked cunt lips and her beautiful little brown star. He just loved the sight of it….. that lovely ring of dark skin, just around her asshole.
He also loved the intoxicating smell…. a combination of her soapy ass and cunt juice. If they would ever sell that in bottles, they would be rich. Thinking about that, he grinned as he neared his mouth to her ass and started to lick the outside of her asshole.
“Oh, yess dear, please, go on… suck it. Use your tongue on my little dirty hole.” Supriyadevi moaned and her husband disengaged for just a moment
“Please darling, don’t pause…. open yourself more…. confess the sin you’ve done so far.” He urged…. putting the tip of his tongue in her asshole.
“Oh-oh, all right. Hold on…” She then threw the flowers to the structure of the Goddess and put her hands on the Goddess’s scaffold ( alter )….. thereby bending more just to keep her balance.
“So, while Prankrisno was fucking me hard, I couldn’t control myself and pushed my ass back with his thrust. Yes, I just wanted more. I was so hot; I just wanted him to cum inside of me. I needed to feel his hot sperm, the Odisan Cook’s cum. I felt like a dirty slut for thinking about it, but at that moment, I just didn’t care. And I don’t think I really had a choice, cause he had me in his firm grasp. He was holding me just above my ass, pulling me on his his dick and pressing me on the wall.”
Excited Pritam put two fingers in her soaked cunt at that moment, and she let out a long growl. He scraped her sensitive clit with his fingernail and then she came.
“Yessss…… Oooh…… please pardon me Goooodddddd…… I am cumming!!” Supriyadevi screamed, her voice echoed through the worship-room.
Pritam wasn’t finished with her yet, and kept on sticking his tongue in her asshole. He fucked her with the tip of his tongue, enjoying her asshole’s tanzy taste, and her hot story. Not surprisingly he had a massive hard on that was now jerking continuously and seemed to be blasted automatically.
“Go on, confess more and feel yourself free from the sin you’ve made. Anyway, I thought you weren’t on the pill in those days by the way.” He said lifting his mouth from her ass.
“No I wasn’t. I was ‘between pills’ sort of speak and yes, we fucked unprotected.” She replied with gasping.
“I think Prankrisno could have gotten you pregnant…” Pritam said wondering.
“I guess so. Thank God that didn’t happen….. and if that was really happened, then that would have been a hell of a story,” She laughed. “Now let’s leave the worship-room….. I think we shouldn’t indulge ourselves in such sexual way in this sacred place. Please move to the couch for a moment, hon.”.
Supporting his wife’s decision, Pritam then walked out from their worship-room with his wife and removing his pyjama he moved to the couch in the living room. Supriyadevi quickly removed her saffron Saree and threw it on the floor. Her lace red panties was still stuck around her left ankle and she removed that too.
Then she sat down next to her husband….. sitting on one leg, with her foot touching her pussy. Her pussy-lips were standing open a little bit and he could see her wetness inside. He grasped his rigid dick and started to stroke it.
“Let me help you with that,” Supriyadevi said and put her hand around her husband’s cock. She had a special way of stroking him. This time she used a lazy slow stroke. She knew it would take a long time to make him cum that way. Apparently she had a lot more to tell…
“You took a pretty big risk darling, letting him cum inside you” Pritam panted.
“Maybe, but I took a bigger chance afterwards….”
“What do you mean?”
“Well, since the rabbit is out of it’s hole, I might just as well tell you the whole story in detail.”
Her grip on his dick got tighter while she said this. It felt wonderful. At the same time he was wondering what the hell she was about to talk. Last night she told him that only Prankrisno fucked her that one time during the grand party in their bathroom and that was the end of that. Was there more to add he wondered.
“Listen, dear. I haven’t been totally honest with you. Just hear me out, okay. And let me explain. Then judge me,” Supriyadevi tried to justify her infidelity while stroking his hard dick.
It was always hard for him to think straight when she was doing that…. a fact she took advantage of. She then resumed her story. After the Odisan Cook filled her up with his load, he was suddenly vanished. I thought he went back to his house, and she started to found out her lost panties after freshening herself.
She’d then sketched a plan to catch her molester red-handed and also became successful within two days. However during her second encounter, she was caught by her brother Tarun when Prankrisno was fucking her and he joined in that fuckfest. Anyway after that as usual Prankrisno went back to his house while Tarun decided to take some rest in the guest room of Chowdhury house.
After that hot threesome, Supriyadevi sat down on her bed with her back against the headboard of her bed, to recover from her heavy orgasm. Tarun and Prankrisno’s mixed cum was still drooling from her slit. She scooped up some and got a taste. She loved the taste of the mixture. Actually, she liked any types of cum….. yes, she was a real cumbucket if you’ll give her the chance.
As she was thinking about the torrid fuckfest, Tarun knocked on her door and asked, “Can I come in for a second Didi, I think we need to talk.” At first Supriyadevi thought about covering up her naked body, but then figured, since he just fucked her a moment ago, it didn’t really matter.
“Sure, come in.” She said.
Tarun stepped into her room. He only wore a boxer short and a T-shirt….. and was also carrying a small photo camera. Seeing her naked body, he stopped himself in his tracks.
“God Didi, you are so fucking hot. Jamaibabu ( Husband of elder sister ) is one hell of a lucky guy.”
“I guess you got lucky too, tonight.” She grinned as her brother smiled and sat down on the chair across from the bed.
“You’re cunt is still drooling.”
“And you are still hard…” She smiled as she noticed the tent in his shorts.
“That’s what I wanted to talk to you about. Listen, I don’t feel guilty for what we just did. As a matter of fact I loved it. I loved fucking you.” Tarun said as his Didi didn’t reply. She was starting to feel a little bit self-conscious about her nakedness.
“Didi, you are my own sister. And you know, not only I love you, I respect you so much because after our mother’s death when I was only two years old, you brought me up just like your son,” Tarun’s eyes filled with tears….. reminiscing his childhood.
“I know that, silly.” Supriyadevi’s eyes also moistened….. noticing her brother’s emotions.
“Anyway, don’t get me wrong here, Didi. I’m in really love with you and if you aren’t married, I sure would propose you..…”
“Oh you naughty…… you mean an incestuous marriage. No bro…… I’m happy with your Jamaibabu and my family. Anyway, now leave that topic. And what’s the matter? What are you trying to tell me, Tarun?”
She noticed the camera in his hand, and the idea dawned on her. She knew her brother had the photo fetish. He had made erotic pictures of several famous Tollygunge film heroines…. like Sakuntala Barua, Ratna Ghosal, Sumitra Mukherjee, Sabitri Chatterjee etc. whom he’d fucked and collected the pictures of their dripping cunts in his special album.
She actually found that album very recently. And seeing the pictures of those famous Bengalee actress’s naked pictures got her hot and she masturbated in his bedroom while she looked at them.
Tarun always made more than one picture of a particular heroine. But he always took one of the dripping cunts he had filled with his seed. And now he wanted to take a picture of his elder sister’s drooling pussy. When Pritam heard this, he became tremendously excited…. and was very much curious about his special collection.
Supriyadevi was still stroking her husband while narrating her encounter with Prankrisno and Tarun….. and picked up the pace a little bit. Now he was getting closer to his orgasm and she knew it…. but she continued her story.
Tarun asked her if he could photograph her dripping cunt and the thought that she would be one of his lays got her really hot again. There was one problem however. Her pussy was about to dry up at that point because all their ( Prankrisno & Tarun ) sperm had already leaked out.
But she was still horny as she said, “Okay, listen. I am still as horny as hell. It will be two days at least before your Jamaibabu gets back from Bombay. And we already fucked each other once this evening. I need your cock in my cunt once more, Tarun. But we have to promise each other that it will only be this night….. a night of fucking each other’s brains out.”
Tarun agreed and loved the idea of fucking that tight cunt of his sister’s once more.
“I think we gotta hurry, because today is Saturday and you know your son Goutam would come back from Patna today…. and within an hour,”
Goutam still stayed with his parents whose bedroom was just above his parent’s bedroom, and normally he would spend Saturday and Sunday at his room…. taking rest and watching films. He however was sort of the wallflower of the family….. and his parents guessed that he would live with his parents for a long time.
Although Supriyadevi and her brother were close enough, Goutam and his mother weren’t. He was still a shy and introvert young man of 25 yrs old who looked his mother as both truly responsible and respectable lady. Even at this age he couldn’t take a decision without his mother’s approval. Tarun couldn’t really stand his that much either…. and the thought of them being caught by him, wasn’t really appealing.
“Well, then….. let’s do it fast. Come here and put your dick in me, first,” Supriyadevi said excitedly.
When Pritam thought about his Samandi ( Wife’s brother ) fucking his wife second time, he couldn’t hold back his orgasm. His dick instantly started spurting cum, like it was a volcano. His sperm landed on her hand, and some on his thighs.
“Wow, this story really makes you hot doesn’t it?” She said coyly while she took his tool in her mouth to clean up. Her velvety soft mouth around his dick felt great which made his cock throbbing in her mouth. She really knew how to clean up, his darling Priya.
“So you guys fucked twice that night?”
He asked as she let his cock drop out of her mouth and started to lick the sperm from his thigh.
“Yes, I am extremely sorry….. I didn’t tell you this before. I was afraid it would be too much for you.”
“Are you sure you only fucked twice?” He asked as she straddled herself on his legs, his erect cock against her cunt lips and said, “So far, yes.”
“What?”
“Kiddin’ honey. It won’t happen again. I promise,” She said with a pouty lips. She then took his erect tool and pressed it against her clit. He became hard instantly as she impaled herself on his cock and started to ride her husband slowly.
“You know what…. you might as well finish your story. I like to know everything… in detail.”
“And so you shall,” She said panting.
Supriyadevi was soaking wet. He could tell that the memory of the fuck-fest with her own brother and the fact that her husband’s dick was filling her up at that moment made her extremely horny.
She continued narrating while they fucked.
Tarun stepped out of his boxers and tore off his T-shirt as he literally jumped upon his elder sister. He lay between her legs and pointed his dick at her entrance. He pressed the blunt head against her labia.
“Come Tarun, fuck your horny sister. And fuck her hard, because she needs it.” She urged her brother….. kissing him roughly, her tongue swirling around in his mouth.
Tarun pressed the head of his dick into the opening of her wet cunt, but only the head moved in. Enjoying her wet furnace on his cockhead few seconds, he pulled out slowly….. and repeated this movement few times. Then he pushed the head of his dick just a little bit in her cunt…. as he felt her pussy-lips sucking him in. He couldn’t hold out no more and pushed the rest of his dick straight into her cunt.
“Oooooooohhhhhh…. yeah, you totally fill me up. I can feel your cockhead pressing against my cervix.”
Tarun then started fucking his Didi like a madman….. pounding his dick into her soaking wet cunt…. pressing her head against the headboard of her queen-size marital bed. She opened her legs wider, so that he could go even deeper into her…. as she laid her feet onto his shoulders.
“Ooh, yeah. I love your tight cunt Didi. I love fucking your brains out.”
“Me too, bro….. me too,” Supriyadevi moaned as she felt a new orgasm raving inside her body and she grabbed her brother’s ass tightly.
She was screaming out loud. She felt her brother’s cock being buried deep inside her and hoped this fuck would never end. She loved the sight of his eight inches dick disappearing into her cunt, only to reappear being covered with her slimy pussy-juices. She never felt so much love for her brother as she did that day. She pushed her left nipple into his mouth as he started to lick and suck hard on the little thing.
“Oh, Tarun….. Sona bhai amar ( my loving brother )…… Suck it. Suck it, baby. You know my nipples are so sensitive……. Oooh, aaahhhh……” Supriyadevi moaned at a stretch as another orgasm came and went quickly but she was still building up another big one.
While Supriyadevi was narrating her incestuous affair with her brother, she went up and down on her husband’s skyward shaft in a raving speed. Her tits were bouncing up and down, and he could feel that he was getting close to fill up her cunt with his cum.
“Yes dear, fuck me hard just like my brother did that day.” Supriyadevi urged her husband as he grabbed her strongly and threw her back on the couch.The thought that his Samandi had done the same thing to her pussy two days ago, made Pritam delirious with horniness
He pulled her legs apart roughly and started pounding his nine inches long dick into her. She laid on the couch same way she did that evening, while her husband was fucking her. It was hard for her to continue the narrating of that evening’s incident because her body shook violently with her husband’s pounding as she tried to finish her story quickly.
Tarun pinched both her nipples, which took her over the edge. She had a hell of an orgasm, which lasted for at least three minutes. All the while he still was fucking her, while she shivered from the orgasmic waves that were splashing over her.
Finally, Tarun groaned, “Yesssssss….. Didiiiiiiiiii……my Sonamoni Didi, hold on, I am cumming. I am going to cum…”
“Yeah, yeah, fill me up Tarun! Put your hot seed into my womb!”
And that’s just what happened. Tarun slammed in heavily one last time and started to spurt what must have been the biggest load he ever had produced, into his elder sister’s womb. She held her brother’s back tightly, while she felt his sperm filling her up her hungry pussy. It felt nice and warm. And it just kept cumming and cumming.
“Ooh God, Didi, this is great. This is the best fuck I’ve ever had….”
Tarun kept his dick in her cunt until it shrunk to a smaller size. Then he slowly pulled it out, not really ever wanting to leave the nicest pussy he ever had fucked. His dick was covered with his own seed and her pussy-juices.
“Quick, get your camera, before it’s all gone,” Supriyadevi cautioned. Tarun got his camera and shot a few nice pictures of her pussy…. dripping with his seed.
When Pritam heard that he decided he sure would see that special album in which the pictures of his wife’s dripping pussy was kept.
While Tarun was snapping away her dripping pussy’s pictures, Supriyadevi heard someone move in the hallway. Actually, during their fuck, not only they forgot to lock their bedroom’s door, even they kept open the main gate of ‘Priya Villa’.
The room got a little bit ajar and there seemed to be two peering eyes. But she wasn sure what she saw. Although her brain was just fried…. being fucked by her younger brother, she could identify those peering eyes….. they were her Bouma’s.
Yes, Protibha just entered her in-law’s house and hearing some peculiar noises coming from her in-law’s room, and just being curious, she peeked in. Supriyadevi looked down at her soaked pussy, then back to the door. There seemed to be no one there.
In the meantime, Tarun finished shooting pictures and gave her a long passionate kiss. She looked one more time at his flaccid dick and decided that it was not a good idea to ever do this again. Though it had felt lovely, she still would like to fuck Munmun’s Odisan Cook instead of her brother.
When Supriyadevi finished her escapades, she must have had a dozen of small orgasms already. And while her husband was listening her infidelity, he fucked her cunt hard. Now he couldn’t hold back further and as his wife stuck her tongue deep in his mouth….. he came….. very loud.
“AAAAAAAAHHRGHH!” Pritam screamed. He felt the walls of her pussy tightening around his spewing cock as he filled her up with his sperm.
“God, Priya. That was definitely the hottest story I’ve ever heard.”
Supriyadevi gave her husband a kiss as he pulled out his limp dick. Her pussy-lips were all red by the hard fucking they did and that gave a nice contrast with the white seed spilling out from her reddish lips.
“Dear, I love you. I love you so much…. and many many thanks for understanding,” Supriyadevi smiled as they kissed once more.
“I am glad you told me all. Now, are you sure this was the last of it?”
“Yeah…. we would never fuck again…. I promise.” She confirmed as her husband sat next to her on the couch and felt exhausted.
“I am wondering about one thing though.”
“What’s that?”
“This happened just two days ago. What made you decide to tell me now? Why not on the same day….. you may intimate that through telephone because I think it would be the turning point of our conjugal life.”
“OK….. I must follow your advice,” Supriyadevi agreed with her husband and suddenly got off from the couch.
She held a hand against her pussy so that she wouldn’t leak any sperm on the carpet. She then went to the toilet, leaving the door open and sat down on the commode. Her husband could hear her urine starting to gush with a sssssiiiiiiiiii…… sound in the toilet bowl.
“Sorry, I just had to piss so badly.” She said from the adjacent bathroom….. looking at her husband’s eyes.
Pritam loved to watch his wife’s pissing but he felt extremely horny when he pissed on her cunt or in her mouth. However he loved most to drink her morning’s first piss which gave him an unique energy and mental satisfaction for the whole day. Actually, he loved everything about her.
“There are two reasons while I told you this.” She flushed the toilet and walked back into the living room. She sat next to her husband being naked on the couch and crawled up to him. Being fully satisfied, she laid her head against his chest and looked deep into his eyes.
“So tell me why,” Pritam asked her again.
“Okay, first of all. I think our love is strong enough now and you should know all about my secrets. Previously I was afraid that you might freak out, but now I have the feeling it would be okay to tell you.” He smiled. He loved her vote of confidence.
“Secondly, I was afraid you might find out later anyway. You see, Protibha caught us doing it with my brother that evening. I guess Tarun and I made a lot of noise, because she heard something while coming down the stairs. Now you know her bedroom is just above ours room. She heard noises coming from my room and since she is always been a Nosey Parker, she couldn’t help but take a little peek to see what was going on. She saw Tarun fuck me on the bed and even saw him taking pictures of my dripping pussy.”
“Fuck,” was all Pritam could muster.
“Fuck indeed,” Supriyadevi said.
“So what happened next?” He looked curious as Supriyadevi gave her husband a long kiss and then laid her head again on his chest.
“You know she is so much introvert and she didn’t tell me at first. Actually she acted like nothing was going on. Tarun and I went our ways. Actually I stayed out of her way deliberately for a while because I needed some time to think about all that happened. Like I said, I didn’t want it to happen again. And when you got back it didn’t have to.”
Pritam started to caress her nipples out of habit, but he felt her immediate response. Her nipples got hard as rocks.
“Just yesterday, she told me she saw what happened but she wasn’t shocked at all as she took that incident sportingly. But she always tries to avoid me and I can’t look into her eyes directly. I can’t think what should I do to ease the tension between us.”
“Is she still respect you like before….. I mean ….. taking ‘Prosad’ from your hand everyday when you complete your morning ‘Puja’ and touches your feet?” Pritam queried.
“Yeah, she did….. I think now she respects me even more than beforrrreeee…. Ohhhhhh…. Fucking hell. Ohhhhhh…. that feels so good honey….. harder…. harder.” He pinched her nipples a little bit harder. Then he moved his right hand down her stomach and started to play with her pubic hair.
“So why are you feeling worry about her…. I think you should wait and see. In the meantime, I may find out an amicable solution?” He said with a grin…. remembering his Bouma’s horny attitude at their grand party where he’d fingered her to reach a nice orgasm.
To be continued……
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