My brother-in-law licked my pussy and fucked me in front of my son

The Sister-in-Law’s Secret

Hello friends, my name is Rinky and I am from Gondal. I am 25 years old. Welcome to Non Veg Stories dot com, everyone! I have been a regular reader of this website for a long time. Today, I want to share a story about my wayward and lustful sister-in-law who seduced me.

I consider myself quite attractive. I have big, captivating eyes, rosy cheeks, and very luscious, thin lips. Anyone who looks at me properly becomes smitten with me. And let me tell you about my breasts – they are incredibly soft, like butter, and quite full, which makes them a pleasure to behold. My vagina is simply irresistible. It’s so fair and I always keep it clean because my husband doesn’t like anything dirty. We have been married for three years and have a one-and-a-half-year-old son.

When we got married, my husband used to make love to me every day and enjoy my vagina immensely. But ever since our son was born, he hasn’t been as attentive. He doesn’t touch me properly anymore, nor does he pay much attention to me. It feels like my vagina has become looser, and he doesn’t find it as pleasurable anymore. That’s why he barely touches me these days. Sometimes, when he’s in the mood, he might make love to me.

You are reading this story on Non Veg Stories dot com. Sometimes, I get so aroused that I need to use my fingers and vegetables like eggplant, zucchini, and bottle gourd to calm myself down. Once, while feeding my baby, he was sucking on my nipple. Within minutes, I felt a surge of desire, and while still breastfeeding him, I started massaging my clit and inserting my finger into it.

Many times, I think about seducing another man so that he can satisfy me properly. I crave intimacy desperately, but I haven’t found anyone yet. My husband doesn’t have any younger brothers, or else I would target him and enjoy his touch immensely. I never imagined that my sister-in-law would be the one to lick my vagina and make love to me.

A few days ago, my sister-in-law was pregnant and her delivery was approaching. She called me and said, “Sister-in-law, please come to my house for a few days. You know how it is when the baby arrives.” I told her, “Let me ask my husband first and then I’ll let you know.”

I asked my husband, and he agreed. “Go ahead, stay for a few days,” he said.

The next day, I arrived at my sister-in-law’s house. I didn’t know much about my brother-in-law; he turned out to be a very forward man. When I arrived, he was sitting outside. He greeted me with, “You came! I was waiting for you.” His gaze lingered on my face and my breasts, making me uncomfortable. It felt like he hadn’t had any physical intimacy in a long time and was fixated on my body.

I went inside, met my sister-in-law, and greeted the rest of the family. My sister-in-law had prepared a separate room for me. I placed my belongings there and rested for a while. After changing my clothes, I came out.

I spent a long time talking with my sister-in-law, and then asked if she needed any help. She replied, “Just stay here, that’s enough.”

One day, I was sitting with my son when he started crying. At that moment, my brother-in-law walked in. He said, “Bring the baby to me, I’ll take care of him.” As I handed him the child, he took the opportunity to touch my breasts and squeezed them lightly.

I realized he was desperate for any kind of physical contact. I also thought that since it had been a while since I had intimacy with my husband, maybe I could indulge in this as well.

One day, I was sitting in my room when my brother-in-law came to take my son. He often took him so he could find opportunities for himself. He entered my room and began to hand me back my son. As he did, the edge of my saree got caught on his wristwatch, causing it to slip off my body slightly. My blouse rode up, exposing a bit of my breast.

I tried to adjust my saree, but I noticed that my brother-in-law was staring intently at my exposed breast. He couldn’t control himself and squeezed it firmly. I didn’t react because I secretly wanted him to touch me too. He pressed harder and harder on my breast, and I started feeling overwhelmed with desire.

After a while, he lifted me into his arms and said, “I haven’t touched anyone in ages. Since I saw you, I’ve been crazy about you. You are so hot that no one can resist looking at you.”

“I would let you touch me,” I replied, “but what’s in it for me?”

He said, “Whatever you want.”

“I was just joking,” I said. “And to be honest, I also wanted some attention. That’s why I let you touch my breasts.”

“It’s not a good time for this during the day,” I told him. “Come to my room secretly tonight. I’ll leave the door open.”

He agreed, “I’ll come tonight.”

That night, I was trying to put my son to sleep, but he wouldn’t settle down. Maybe he sensed something was about to happen. After a while, my brother-in-law entered my room and quickly unlocked the door. My son was still awake. I tucked him in and gave him his pacifier. He finally fell asleep.

My brother-in-law then took my hands and lifted me into his arms. He began to kiss me…

The In-Law’s Desire

A few days ago, my sister-in-law was pregnant and her delivery was approaching. She called me and said, “Sister-in-law, please come to my house for a few days. You know how it is when the baby arrives.” I told her, “Let me ask my husband first and then I’ll let you know.”

I asked my husband, and he agreed. “Go ahead, stay for a few days,” he said.

The next day, I arrived at my sister-in-law’s house. I didn’t know much about my brother-in-law; he turned out to be a very forward man. When I arrived, he was sitting outside. He greeted me with, “You came! I was waiting for you.” His gaze lingered on my face and my breasts, making me uncomfortable. It felt like he hadn’t had any physical intimacy in a long time and was fixated on my body.

I went inside, met my sister-in-law, and greeted the rest of the family. My sister-in-law had prepared a separate room for me. I placed my belongings there and rested for a while. After changing my clothes, I came out.

I spent a long time talking with my sister-in-law, and then asked if she needed any help. She replied, “Just stay here, that’s enough.”

One day, I was sitting with my son when he started crying. At that moment, my brother-in-law walked in. He said, “Bring the baby to me, I’ll take care of him.” As I handed him the child, he took the opportunity to touch my breasts and squeezed them lightly.

I realized he was desperate for any kind of physical contact. I also thought that since it had been a while since I had intimacy with my husband, maybe I could indulge in this as well.

One day, I was sitting in my room when my brother-in-law came to take my son. He often took him so he could find opportunities for himself. He entered my room and began to hand me back my son. As he did, the edge of my saree got caught on his wristwatch, causing it to slip off my body slightly. My blouse rode up, exposing a bit of my breast.

I tried to adjust my saree, but I noticed that my brother-in-law was staring intently at my exposed breast. He couldn’t control himself and squeezed it firmly. I didn’t react because I secretly wanted him to touch me too. He pressed harder and harder on my breast, and I started feeling overwhelmed with desire.

After a while, he lifted me into his arms and said, “I haven’t touched anyone in ages. Since I saw you, I’ve been crazy about you. You are so hot that no one can resist looking at you.”

“I would let you touch me,” I replied, “but what’s in it for me?”

He said, “Whatever you want.”

“I was just joking,” I said. “And to be honest, I also wanted some attention. That’s why I let you touch my breasts.”

“It’s not a good time for this during the day,” I told him. “Come to my room secretly tonight. I’ll leave the door open.”

He agreed, “I’ll come tonight.”

That night, I was trying to put my son to sleep, but he wouldn’t settle down. Maybe he sensed something was about to happen. After a while, my brother-in-law entered my room and quickly unlocked the door. My son was still awake. I tucked him in and gave him his pacifier. He finally fell asleep.

My brother-in-law then took my hands and lifted me into his arms. He began to kiss me…