nd that opportunity… that opportunity was going to come soon. Because now fire was burning on both sides. And this fire… this fire could now be extinguished by only one thing. Complete fucking. In the house. On the land of Gonda.
I was ready. Completely ready. To get fucked.
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Time was passing. The heat of Gonda had become even more intense. Now that distance between us both had ended. Now there was only a thin veil left — of time, of opportunity. Every evening I would watch him fucking her. He would deliberately leave the door open, and I would stand there fingering myself. And during the day… during the day those double meaning talks. In the kitchen, in the corridor, anywhere my mother-in-law’s gaze wouldn’t reach.
But now all this… all this was less. I wanted more. I wanted his cock. That which I watched every day, which I fantasized about, now I wanted it inside me.
I made a plan. One day… one day everything would change.
It was that time of year when heat in Gonda was at its peak. The plan was to give my mother-in-law sleeping pills. I knew which sleeping medicine she took. Going to her room, I gave her a little extra. Three pills instead of one. She couldn’t understand. In the evening after eating food, her eyes became heavy.
“Priya, I’m feeling very sleepy. I’ll sleep early,” my mother-in-law said.
“Okay Mummy ji, you sleep. I’ll manage,” I said, and smiled to myself.
It was 8 PM. My father-in-law was about to return from the mine. I was ready. With full preparation.
I took out that nighty. Which I had ordered online. White colored, completely transparent. Nothing was hidden in it. Below… below I hadn’t worn anything. No bra, no panty. Just that nighty. And that too so short that my thighs were fully visible. In front of my chest… in front of my chest my nipples were clearly visible. Completely clear. As if I’m naked, just covered with a light veil.
I looked in the mirror. My face was becoming red with excitement. My hair was open. I applied light lipstick. Pink. And some scent.
8:30. I was listening. Sound of the gate. My father-in-law had come.
I took a breath. Slowly came out of my room. Passed through the corridor. He had to bathe now. I went to the kitchen. Started warming food. But my attention was on him.
After some time, sound came from the bathroom. He was bathing. I was thinking… his that black body, wet with water drops. Those muscles. That cock.
10 minutes later, he came out. I peeked from the kitchen and saw. He was only in a towel. His body was glistening. Water droplets were still on him.
I quickly looked away. But my heart was beating fast.
“Papa,” he called.
“Yes Papa,” I said, coming out from the kitchen.
His gaze fell on me. And stopped. He… he became like stone. His eyes became big. His mouth remained open.
I was standing right there. His gaze was on my body. First on my face, then down. My neck, my collarbone, then my breasts. They were clearly visible under the nighty. My nipples were tight, erect. He saw them.
Then his gaze went down. My waist. My stomach. My hips. Nighty was above my thighs. Whole thighs were visible. White, smooth.
He was looking at me from top to bottom. Like someone looking at a painting. Like some animal looking at its prey.
“Food… is food ready?” he asked. His voice was heavy.
“Yes Papa, come,” I said, and turned. My ass was toward him. I deliberately bent a little. So that my ass shape was clearly visible. Nighty stuck to my ass.
I heard. His breathing had become fast.
I sat at the dining table. He changed his towel. Came wearing shorts and baniyaan (undershirt).
He sat at the table. I kept food in front of him. But his gaze wasn’t on the food. It was on me. When I bent to keep the plate, my breasts would be fully visible from my nighty. He kept watching.
“Papa, where is your wife?” he asked, when I sat.
“She’s sleeping. Got very tired. Took sleeping pills and slept. Might wake up in the morning,” I said, looking into his eyes.
Something sparkled in his eyes. He understood. He understood that this was the opportunity. This was that opportunity which we both were waiting for.
“Oh… so tonight only we two are in the house,” he said.
“Yes Papa. Only we two,” I answered.
He smiled. That same smile. “Then tonight I won’t get sleep at all. How will a lonely man get sleep?”
Double meaning. Complete double meaning.
I also smiled. “Why Papa? Why won’t you get sleep?”
“How will I Priya? When there’s such a beautiful… such a lovely daughter-in-law in the house, and the wife is sleeping. In such situation, which man can sleep?” he said, and touched my hand from across the table.
My body was feeling electric current. “Papa, you also… say anything,” I said with shyness.
“Not anything. Speaking the truth. You know what I’m saying. We both know,” he said, and started eating food.
We both started eating. But food finished in a little while. Talks continued long.
“You know Priya, while working in the mine, I think about you only. Your image comes before my eyes,” he said.
“Papa… what are you saying,” I said, but was enjoying in my mind.
“Speaking the truth. That nighty of yours… when you stand in the corridor, and I watch you… my condition becomes bad. Don’t understand what to do,” he said.
“I feel like you need me, Papa,” I said, gathering courage.
His gaze went toward me. Deep. “Yes Priya. Need a lot. Need you very much. But… but I feel scared.”
I was listening to his talks and then. I touched his foot with my foot under the table.
He felt it. His breathing became even faster. “Priya… you… you really…”
I didn’t say anything. Just smiled. Then I got up. Started picking up plates. I passed from behind him. Bent. My ass was toward him.
Suddenly… suddenly I felt. A hand. On my ass. His hand.
He was touching my ass. Slowly. Then started pressing. Caressing.
I stopped. Plates were in my hand. I couldn’t move. My whole body became hot.
“Papa…” I made a light sound.
“What happened Priya? Said something?” he asked, as if nothing happened. But his hand was on my ass. Pressing. Caressing both sides of my ass.
I didn’t say anything. Just stood right there. He pressed even more. Massaged my ass. Then slowly tried to put his finger between my ass.
I shivered. “Papa… plates… will fall…”
“Let them fall. But this… this I can’t leave,” he said, and held my ass hard.
I kept plates on the table. Then stood straight. Turned toward him. His eyes were red. Filled with desire.
I smiled. “I’m going to the kitchen,” I said, and went away with the plate.
I went to the kitchen. His gaze was on my ass. My nighty was moving while walking. I knew he was coming. And now controlling wasn’t easy.
In a few moments, he came to the kitchen. And stood behind me. I felt that he was close. Very close.
“Papa,” he said.
I turned. His face was a few inches from my face. “Yes Papa?”
“Do you… do you want me?” he asked.
I didn’t say anything. Just put my hand in his hand. And pulled him toward me.
He understood. He took me in his arms. Completely. My body stuck to his body. I was feeling his heat through his baniyaan. His cock… it was on my stomach. Fully hard. Ready to enter.
I made a sound. “Aah… Papa…”
“My Priya… my Priya… for how many days… for how many days I wanted you,” he said, and kissed my cheek.
I closed my eyes. His kiss came from my cheek to my lips. I… I was kissing my father-in-law. Touching his lips with my lips.
He started kissing my lips. Soft. Then hard. His tongue met my tongue. We both were kissing each other. Passionately. Like lovers.
He lowered the straps of my nighty. My nighty fell. I… I was completely naked. In front of him. In his arms.
He looked at me. First time this close. My chest. My nipples. My waist. My cunt. Everything.
“God… you… you look like a fairy Priya. What a body you have,” he said, and held my breasts. And started pressing. Massaging.
I started moaning. “Aah… Papa… yes… harder…”
He started pinching my nipples. Pressing them. My body was feeling burning sensation. I stuck to him. His cock was on my stomach. Hard. Like a thick rod.
“Want to fuck you… tonight whole night want to fuck,” he said.
I said, “Yes Papa… fuck me… whole night… as many times as you want… I’m yours… completely…”
He picked me up from the kitchen. Took me in his lap. My naked body was in his lap. He was looking at me. I was in his arms.
“Where?” he asked.
“In my room… on my bed there,” I said.
He carried me and walked. His steps were fast. I was in his lap. One hand was around his neck. Other on his chest.
We reached my room. He closed the door and locked it. And threw me on the bed. Like some doll.
I fell on the bed. My legs spread. I was naked. He was looking at me. In his shorts, his cock was making a tent.
“Remove everything,” I said, spreading my legs.
He removed his baniyaan. Then shorts. And underwear. Became completely naked. His cock… that cock which I had seen so many times… was now before me. Fully erect. 7 inches long. Thick. Black. Veins visible. A drop of pre-cum on top.
I went mad seeing it. “Come Papa… please… calm your daughter-in-law…”
He came over me. Put my legs on his shoulders. His cock was at my cunt’s entrance. Rubbing.
“First time?” he asked.
“Yes… apart from your son, with no one else,” I said the truth.
He smiled. “I’ll do it slowly. Now get ready to be fucked.”
I nodded my head.
He held his cock. Kept it at my cunt’s mouth. Rubbed. Then slowly pushed.
Went in a little. My mouth opened. Felt a little pain. He was big. Very big.
“Aah… Papa… pain…”
“Shh… just a little while. Then it will feel good,” he said, and slowly started putting inside.
He went in. Completely. Filled me completely. I screamed. “Aah… Papa… how big it is… stop…”
But he didn’t stop. He put his whole cock inside. My mouth was open. Eyes were closed. Was feeling pain, but along with it something else too. Satisfaction.
Then he started moving. Slowly slowly. In and out. My cunt was absorbing his cock. Fully tight.
“Aah… my daughter-in-law… my Priya… my dream came true… how hot,” he said, and started moving fast.
I started moaning. “Yes… Papa… harder… fuck me… whole night… my dream also came true today…”
He became faster. Thap thap thap. His thighs were hitting my thighs. His cock was fully going in and out. My cunt was fully wet. Now pain was less and pleasure was more.
I held his waist. Lifted my legs even higher. So he could go even deeper.
“Fuck… fuck me Papa… from today I’m only yours… your whore…” I said. Talking dirty was giving more pleasure.
“Yes… my whore… my bitch… I’ll fuck you everyday… in front of your mother-in-law too… secretly… everywhere…” he was saying.
Hearing this I became even hotter. I was about to come. I said, “Papa… I’m about to come… please don’t stop… harder… fuck your whore…ahhh… papa…”
He started fucking even harder. Bed was shaking. Whole room was filled with sounds. My moans, his grunts, and thap thap sound.
I came. Completely. My body vibrated. My cunt squeezed his cock. He also held me hard.
“I’m also about to come… Should I take it out… Ahh…” he said.
“No… inside… completely inside… I want to feel you inside Papa… make me yours…” I shouted.
He gave a hard thrust. And came. His cock was pulsing inside me. Hot hot cum came out. Lots of it. My cunt got filled. Started flowing out from my cunt.
He remained lying on me. Breathing. I was also breathing. Fully tired. But… but I wanted more.
After few minutes, he took out his cock. It was semi-hard now. Filled with cum. Cum was falling from my cunt. I was looking at it. I wanted more.
“Papa… again… once more…” I said.
He smiled. “This is just the beginning Priya. Whole night is there. I’ll fuck you as many times as I want. You just stay ready.”
I said, “I’m always ready Papa. Today calm the heat of my cunt.”
He lay beside me. Started pressing my breasts. Started kissing. Started touching my body. Everywhere.
Then he got up. Turned me around. In doggy style. My ass was toward him.
“Your ass is also very good. Will fuck this too. But first let me take your cunt again,” he said.
He again put his cock on my cunt. Again put inside. This time easily. My cunt was now open. Wet. Filled with cum.
He started fucking from behind. Holding my ass. Hard hard. I was holding the bed sheet and screaming. “Aah… Papa… harder… tear my cunt…”
He started doing even harder. His thighs were hitting my ass. Thap thap thap. I came again. Second time.
He fell on me. We both were covered in sweat. Fully tired. But… but I still wanted to be fucked more.
“Not finished yet?” he asked, panting.
“No Papa… want more… once more…” I said.
He smiled. “You seem to be a number one fucker. But I also won’t get tired fucking you. Come, now you come on top.”
I made him lie down. And climbed on top of him. His cock was still hard. I held it. Put in my cunt. And sat on top from above.
He was looking at me from below. I was jumping on him. My breasts were shaking. He held and started pressing.
I started jumping even faster. His cock was fully going in and out. I came. Third time.
But I didn’t stop. I started doing even faster. He also started thrusting from below. We both were thrusting together.
“Coming… coming again…” he said.
“Inside… put it inside…” I said.
He came. Inside my cunt. Third time. My cunt got filled with cum.
I fell on him. Fully tired. But heart wasn’t satisfied. Maybe years of longing was coming out. I started kissing his lips. Started kissing his chest. Started going down.
“What are you doing?” he asked.
I went down. Held his cock. It was filled with cum. Put in my mouth. Started licking. Started sucking.
“Aah… Priya… you… you know everything…” he said, putting hand in my hair.
I was sucking his cock. Completely. Licking with tongue. Sucking balls too. He became hard again.
“Now… now lie on your back… I want to fuck you again… in missionary,” he said.
I lay down. Spread my legs. He came over me. And again put inside. This time slowly. With love.
He started fucking me. Slow. Deep. Every thrust fully inside. My clit was rubbing. I was moaning. “I love you Papa… I love you…”
“I also love you Priya… my whore… my life…” he said.
We both were making love. In slow motion. For 20 minutes. Then I came. Fourth time.
He also came. Again inside my cunt.
It was 3 AM. We both were tired. But still I was touching his cock. It was becoming hard again.
“Papa, tonight is whole night. Till tomorrow morning I’m yours. Fuck me as many times as you want,” I said.
He again came over me. And again started fucking. This time from side. In spoon position. From behind putting inside. Holding my cunt and fucking.
We kept fucking like this. Whole night. Till 5 AM. My cunt became fully red. Swollen. But was enjoying.
When morning came, we both were clinging to each other. Naked.
“Priya… this… this wasn’t a dream?” he asked.
I kissed his lips. “No Papa. This was real. And this is what I always want. I’m yours now. Always.”
He smiled. “I’ll keep fucking you. Everyday. Every day. Whenever I get opportunity.”
“Yes Papa. I’m your whore. Whenever you get time, fuck me,” I said.
And like this… this series started. In that small house of Gonda. Between father-in-law and daughter-in-law. Secretly. Every night. Every day whenever opportunity came.
Mother-in-law didn’t know. Maybe she suspected, but she didn’t say anything. She was in her own world. And we… we in our own world. In love. In sex. In passion.
This fucking continued for 8 months. For 8 months I got fucked by my father-in-law everyday. Sometimes in kitchen, sometimes in bathroom, sometimes in my room, sometimes in his room. Everywhere. In every way.
He would fuck me in every position. I would do everything with him. He would fulfill every fantasy of mine. I would fulfill every fantasy of his.
We both lived for each other. This was my only life. For his cock. For his love.
Then… then one day as if someone cast an evil eye on my fucking.
One morning, he returned from the mine. Tired. I brought water for him. He drank water. Then… suddenly… his eyes became big. He held his chest. And fell down.
I screamed. Mother-in-law came. Neighbors came. Taken to hospital. But… but he couldn’t survive. It was heart attack. He died.
I cried. Cried a lot. Mother-in-law also cried. My husband also came on emergency leave. But I felt like everything was finished.
After few days everything slowly became normal. And my husband also went back on emergency leave. Leaving me alone.
Now I was alone. With my mother-in-law, but she had also become somewhat mad from shock.
Few months passed. Then… then I started remembering that feeling. Fire started burning below. I tried with my hand. But didn’t enjoy. I did phone sex with Rajesh. But that enjoyment didn’t come.
I wanted cock. Real cock. Thick. Black. Like Pratap ji’s. But he was no more.
I started thinking. What to do? Where to go? With whom I can do this. Neighbor? No. Someone else? No. What should I do. Kept thinking like this.
I was confused. Disturbed. My cunt would become hot everyday. I would finger. But heart wouldn’t be satisfied.
One day I was thinking… should I seduce some unknown man. Then thought if someone finds out there will be great scandal. Or… or some other way? I couldn’t understand anything.
I kept thinking. Whole night. Whole day. My cunt would remain hot. But no one was there to calm it.
Now… now I’ll have to find some way. Some person who can give me what Pratap ji used to give. That passion. That love. That fucking.
Will I find that person? Or will I remain longing like this?
Thinking this… I started doing my work with my hand again. Seeing Pratap ji in dreams. That he will come. Will fuck me again.
But dream is a dream. And reality… reality is different.
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