Cool Jaipur Hot Shristhi – Part 1 (Family Wedding)

Horniness is a state of mind (as I realized at a family wedding). It takes us to our most delightful, darkest, and dirtiest thoughts. Sex is the delightful journey of life that keeps us attracted and attached to each other. Sex is fun. Sex is a thrill. Sex is Joy. Sex keeps us all alive and awake.

The maddening feel, touch, warmth, heat, desires, passion, urge, and want of more are the few things that keep us insanely hooked to sex all the time. You watch sex, read sex, imagine sex, or do sex. It will always make you feel delighted and thrilled, begging in want of more.

Officially to get a boy and girl to have sex, we arrange and celebrate marriages. What is the first thing that happens after marriage? ‘First Night’ and the first trip after marriage, ‘Honeymoon,’ are related to sex. The excitement of these 2 events of life is unforgettable, simply beautiful, and exciting.

On a lighter note, I would say we are allowed to fuck, fuck again, and fuck more. You never know when life will start to fuck us back after marriage. Life moves amazingly fast, catching up with 40s, super excited with every year of new awesome experiences.

It’s been a wild journey with many stories on ISS. Vinay, 38-year-old from Chennai. Mail your comments, feedback, or connect directly at [email protected].

It was a winter marriage season, my wife’s cousin’s sister’s son’s marriage. My wife was not able to make it due to our child’s exams. Either one of us had to attend the marriage. I flew to Jaipur. The marriage destination was 45 km away from the airport.

Both the marriage parties were affluent families. Excellent arrangements were made. The resort had 60 villas, the entire resort was booked for 3 nights. Lavish decorations, beautiful settings, delicious food, personalized services were the highlight of the wedding.

It was a perfect setting for a dream wedding – chilled climate, the lovely company of my sisters-in-law. I could not have asked for anything better, a fantastic break from routine. The only missing link was to have somebody hot and sexy in bed to enjoy in the chilled climate.

I have 2 own sisters-in-law’s (wife’s sisters), Sapna and Srishti, my wife being the eldest. Sapna is the youngest. She is a little heavy but a hot body, huge boobs, a lovely big ass. She is outspoken, very moody carries lots of attitudes. Her looks are heavy, but she has a very beautiful face and a fair complexion.

With her heavy figure 38-34-36, she looks like a bomb, and in fact, she explodes every now and then due to her temper. She has a figure which would be hands full and a mouth full in bed. She is married to an entrepreneur. It was a love marriage out of our community.

Srishti is next – slim, sexy, beautiful, sharp, speaks limited but straight to the point. A perfect dream woman for every man, extremely hot, always makes heads turn. She has lovely figure 36 -30-34, looks sexy from every angle. Her dressing is pitch-perfect knows how much to hide and how much to expose.

Very caring, affectionate towards my family, always love her company. She is married to a businessman from a little conservative joint family. Despite being born and brought up in a modern family, she has managed to get along very well in that family.

Bodies like Srishti’s give sexual desire its meaning! Her charm, lovely body, fantastic curves would drive me mad and make me horny every time I was close to her. I was on excellent terms with both my sisters-in-law.

It was peak business season for Srishti’s husband, and Sapna’s husband was out of the country on a project. Both Sapna and Srishti traveled along with my father-in-law to Jaipur. They had left1day before my departure. I reached Jaipur boarded the cab.

After some time, Srishti called to find out where I was. My wife had given Srishti special instructions to take care of me and make sure that I am not bored. I informed her I would reach in 20 minutes.  She informed me that they are waiting to have lunch along with me.

I was welcomed by a half-hug by Sapna and, as always, a warm tight hug by Srishti. Her boobs crushed on my chest as she gave me a tight hug. I hugged her back. I could feel the thin straps of her bra on my fingers. I kissed her forehead

She said, “It’s been a long time, Jiju, almost 5 months.” I said, “Always happy to see you both.” Sapna would never get so touchy. She always avoided it. I guess it was due to her huge boobs. Even a half-hug would give me a feel of her soft flesh.

Srishti was the kind of woman with whom you always want to have a hot, torrid affair. There was no denying that my desires scalded my veins like fire every time I was near her. I kept my luggage in the room, went for a quick shower.

We came to the lawn where lunch was arranged. The next function was scheduled at 5.30, followed by high tea – snacks, sangeet, and dinner. We were in the room relaxed, chatting. Father in law also joined. After spending some time, he went to take a nap.

Around 5 pm, Srishti told me, “Jiju, first you get ready, you can wait in dads’ room. Then we will also change and get ready.” I kept my suitcase near her, asked her to keep my dress ready. She loves to decide what I should wear. I quietly took my undies, went to the washroom for a quick shower.

I came back with my towel wrapped around my waist. She had kept my kurta pajama ready. Sometimes when we were together, it felt as though we really were a couple. Both the girls were sitting busy sorting out their dresses, fashion accessories, and makeup kits.

Srishti kept a sexy black lacy bra and panty on her dress. My eyes fell on them. I looked at Srishti, then at the sexy set of lingerie. She looked into my eyes and kept speaking to me. In the meantime, Sapna went to the bathroom.

My body was still wet. She was looking at my body. She kept her fingers on my waist and said, “Jiju climate is chilly. You may get cold. Wipe your body properly.” She started to wipe drops of water from my body slowly with her fingers.

Her touch was delightful, her warm, gentle fingers rolling on my body, the sight of her sexy lingerie. My imagination of how she would look in that lovely bra and panty aroused me in no time.

I pulled out my towel to wear my pajama. She could not resist but steal a glance at my rock hard dick. It created a perfect bulge to catch her attention. The stiffness and firmness made it appear very awkward. I was so close to her. I could see her eyes glued to my dick with a sensual smirk.

She kept staring at my dick with her fiery flashing eyes and flushed cheeks. Her boobs started heaving beneath her tight T-shirt. Her eyes were wide open, and she looked surprised, looking at the size of my dick. She had turned red and looked radiant sitting there.

There was an uneasy silence in the room. It was broken by Sapna calling from the washroom to check if I had left. I had to go to the opposite room. Both the girls got ready. By 6.00, we left for the lawn where the function was to be held. I desperately wanted to see Srishti in that sexy black lingerie.

Her cousins and relatives were dancing to the beats of bhangra dhol. Grooms mother held my hands and pulled me into the dancing crowd. I had to dance along with her for 5 minutes. After her attention moved to some other guests, I held Srishti’s hand and pulled her into the dancing crowd.

We pulled Sapna also into the crowd to dance. Sapna could not dance for more than 5 minutes. We both kept dancing with the group for some time. We then broke from the group to dance our hearts out, matching each other step for step.

I held her close to me a few times, feeling her from close quarters as we kept dancing. More than the dance, it was the way she played with her eyes, swayed her ass, shook her boobs, and came closer to me. It made me dance less and watch more.

After some good 20 odd minutes of dancing, she held my hands and said, “Jiju, I am tired. Let’s relax for a few minutes.” The way she smiled and feel her lovely hot body kept burning in me. I had to keep control of my emotions. We participated in the function and returned to our room at some time.

We dressed up again for the sangeet. Sapna had worn a designer churidar. She looked beautiful. Srishti, oh god, I was spellbound looking at her. She had worn a red lehenga matched with a yellow choli and contrasting dupatta. Choli was more of a short blouse.

She looked stunningly beautiful, sinfully sexy, deliciously desirable in that dress. Her naked shoulders, short choli, low waist lehenga displaying her glowing body seductively. Her lovely lips draped with red lipstick, and eye makeup added more sheen to her beauty.

The way her ass swayed when she moved to wear that dress was just incredible.
She looked into my eyes and asked, “Nice, Jiju.” I said, “Looks can kill. You are killing it, looking sexy and hot, baby.” She said, “Thanks, Jiju.”

She was very happy to hear those comments. I wanted her, my lovely Srishti. But I never knew when that would happen. I could not take my eyes from her. Sapna was busy talking to someone. I could see a thin layer of Srishti’s bra being visible.

I moved close to Srishti and pushed her black bra inside. She did not say a word but kept looking in my eyes as I did it. I swiped my fingers on her waist gently while moving back, which took her by surprise. Our eyes kept doing all the talking, something brewing between us. We both were falling into it.

In the absence of our partners, we were feeling the need for each other. We started to take a few snaps. First, it was few group selfies, then solo pics, then a few snaps with both. When Sapna was clicking snaps of Srishti and me, we were getting very touchy and close.

It was all happening instinctively. We forgot that there were people around watching us. Srishti kept coming closer to me, kept her hands on my shoulders with her boobs slightly brushing near my chest. She held my hand, kept it on her waist, pulling me closer. The touch of her hot sinful skin driving me crazy.

As she got closer to me, I could smell her. Her lovely body smell aroused me. I wanted to fuck her deep and hard, keeping aside all my apprehensions and obligations. I was smitten by her beauty.

Sapna was also surprised by our newfound closeness. She said, “What is this? Both of you are behaving like husband-wife and taking pics. Wait, let me complain to your husband and Jiju to your wife also.” We laughed it out and came back to our senses as we realized that people were watching us.

Sapna requested one person passing by to take a group snap of all 3 together. He took a few snaps, and then he asked me which one your wife is. I said both are my sisters-in-law. He gave a puzzled look and left from there. We had a hearty laugh at the person’s reaction.

As we started to walk, I pulled Srishti close to me, kept my hands on her shoulder. She held me by my waist as we started walking. We pretended that it was all pretty innocent flirting and fun. But deep inside, I was craving for her body.

I wanted to feel her nakedness, her warmth. I wanted to see the delicious mounds of flesh hidden beneath her lovely dress. I wanted to feel them, make her horny playing with them. We went inside to enjoy our time at the sangeet function. A lot of men were having a look at Srishti the way she had dressed.

I told Srishti, “You are making heads turn today.” She smiled and said, “Nice, na, I don’t get to dress like this back home.” I said, “Your hubby is damn lucky.” She said, “But he is not lucky to see my beauty now.”

I said, “Good, he is not around. He would not have liked you to dress up like this.” She said, “I knew I was not dressing up for him today. I know you like me to see me like this.” I looked in her eyes and then at her boobs and again in her eyes. She said, “I know you want them also,” and kept quiet.

I kept my hands on her thighs, and she confirmed her intentions by keeping her soft hands on mine. We were constantly touchy all the time. We never left each other for a moment. Most of the time, she kept her hand on my thighs while sitting next to me.

Occasionally she kept caressing and moving her fingers on my thighs gently, leaving me begging for more. My whole body kept heating up with an occasional hard in my pants. She kept her hand moving on my thighs and was enjoying it.

My skin burned where she touched me. The places where she did not touch were burning even more for her touch. She kept looking at my zip every time I felt uncomfortable due to my pants’ hardness. She was enjoying my arousal and horny state of mind.

We had our dinner and came back to the room by around 11. Sapna did not come along with us. While walking back to our room, I slipped my middle finger in her palm. She held it gently and kept walking. As we walked slowly, I took her hand in my hand.

I kept my hands on her bare nude shoulders. She did not say anything, just kept walking. We reached our room, father in law and others in the other room had already slept. I changed into shorts and was about to take out my T-shirt from my bag pack.

Srishti asked me to take a few snaps of her, she gave me her mobile. I did not wear my T-shirt and started to click her photos in different poses and angles. I straight away asked her, “Ok, what about some hot bold photos.” I was smitten by her beauty.

She was making me mad for her. I wanted to try my luck with her. I could not think about any better time to try my luck. She said, “Yeah, ok, you click, if they are not good, we will delete them.”

I told her, “You have a lovely body. I am sure you would look hot in the pics.” She was looking beautiful and hot, but the poses were just ok. I told her, “Let us try something different. Let me direct this photoshoot.” She said, “Ok, you tell me, Jiju.”

I asked her to lift her lehenga up to her knees and sit on the bed with one leg on the dressing table, looking towards me. The dressing table was just opposite the bed, AC was above the dressing table.

She sat on the bed, kept both her legs on the dressing table, pulled her lehenga up to her knees. Her legs cleanly waxed look smooth as silk in the bright orange lights. I moved back and took a few snaps. The snaps were good; she was happy to look at herself.

I asked her to spread her legs a little so she could sit comfortably in that position. I knew the AC’s chill air would directly hit deep inside her lehenga on her open thighs and pussy once she sat in that position.

She tried to move her lehenga up but could not. I went near her pushed it up a little above her knees. On the pretext of getting a perfect pic, I bent a little to adjust her lehenga on her legs and thighs.

I touched her legs a few times, moved up where I could see her bare thighs. As I pushed her lehenga up to her thighs, my dick also started to move up in my pant. I could see her panties, and that stirred me deep to my core. Her smooth milky white, wholesome thighs were stunning. My sister in law was making me crave for her more than ever.