Dysfunctional Lustful Incest – Part 5

As I reached my car, I got an sms as well as WhatsApp from Raadha. The text stated, “When are we starting?”

I was in a horny mood and I realized I had left Raadha in a similar situation. Before leaving, I promised her to fuck her and give her the biggest orgasm that she deserves. So, my thoughts weren’t straight.

I replied, “Tonight itself if you are ready. Should I book a hotel room?”

She sent a smiley.

Raadha: I was talking about my job.
Me: Oh! lol. I will let you know about it soon.
Raadha: Ok, I will be waiting for both (smiley).

After reaching my new establishment (shop site) with my wife and daughter, I actually realized there was too much work to pending and I no longer had any savings left.

Suddenly I came in my senses and I realized I had become blind due to lust. I had almost bankrupted myself. Now I had to do something about it.

I was tensed. I couldn’t share it with anyone, especially with my wife. I didn’t want to her to get tensed and uneasy. I knew her, instead of helping me out, she would make the situation worst by scolding, shouting and fighting with me. What I have done with my own hands I do deserve that, but I ain’t failing without trying.

I slept hungry even after being forced by my family for food.

Next day, I left my house early without breakfast and asking my wife to drop my daughter to school. I started going to my clients for whom I used to work as a dealer, asking for loan and credit for goods. But whomever I went to, I came back with disappointment.

That time, Raadha’s WhatsApp message arrived.

Raadha: Hello!
Me: Hello!

Raadha: How are you today?
Me: Not good.

Raadha: What happened?
Me: Tensed with work and shop.

Raadha: Will you be coming to pick me up to go to school to pick up your and my daughter?
Me: I don’t think it will be possible today.

Raadha: Hmm. You didn’t turn up in the morning also, I was waiting to see you. Come if possible.
Me: Ok, on my way.

I sat in my car and was driving towards Raadha’s office. Then her call came and she asked, “How much time will you take?”

Me: 10 minutes.
Raadha: Don’t come here, directly meet me at the school.

I arrived at the school and started to search for my daughter in the mob of children. I couldn’t locate her. Suddenly, I saw Raadha with my daughter in her hand and beside them, her daughter was there too.

Seeing my daughter in her hand, I felt very different. I can’t explain whether it was a positive feeling or a negative feeling.

We sat in the car and I drove towards Raadha’s house. On the way, I wasn’t able to talk. She was trying to interact but I was responding in one-word answers.

After reaching her place, she invited me in with my daughter. But I denied. However, she insisted.

I wasn’t in a good mood because of the tension. Somehow, she realized I was worried about something. My daughter wanted to play with her daughter. Seeing my daughter’s wish. I parked the car and we went up.

Raadha: Did you have breakfast today?
Me: No.
Raadha: Yesterday?
Me: No.

Raadha asked me to visit her husband while she prepares the meal.

I met him and had a long conversation.

After a while, she got food for him and asked me to come to the dining table and take kids along.

We all sat and were waiting for her. After some time, she came out. She had changed her clothes. She was wearing a yellow kurti till her knees with a yellow/red dupatta and red leggings. She had also combed her hair and was looking very beautiful and elegant.

She started serving food. She served my daughter first and then she served her daughter. While serving her daughter, her dupatta fell in the gravy. She removed her dupatta. Kurti was round necked and quite high so no cleavage was visible but the buttons were on the front and because of that, unexpected things happened.

Then she came to serve me. After that, she served to herself and we started eating our food.

After we finished with our lunch, Raadhaa picked up the plates and went to the kitchen. I helped her. She asked me to relax in the hall and said she will be there in a while.

Me: No, you continue with your chores (work). I will leave.
Raadha: Wait for a while.

Me: Sorry, I am too much tensed. I have to do loads of work and adjustments.
Raadha: Please wait, I request you. I will help you to get relaxed. Trust me.

I was tensed and had no idea what was in her mind. I only knew this much that I liked her and I needed help anyhow. I was financially broke and because of it emotional, I wasn’t mentally stable.

As she claimed she would help me relax, I couldn’t deny.

The kids went into Raadha’s daughter’s room. She went into the washroom. When she returned, she wasn’t wearing anything below (she removed her leggings). Her kurti was till her knees with a slit till her hips. It was an amazing sight.

Raadha saw me checking her out and she smiled. She started to unbutton her kurti buttons – 1st.. 2nd..3rd. The third button started to reveal her cleavage up to her yellow bra.

She was looking gorgeous. I had never thought I would be seduced by my elder sister-in-law. I had an erection by now, maybe the strongest one of my life. My undergarments (underwear and boxer) and my pants couldn’t hide it.

Raadha (smiling): How is the view? You promised me something and it’s time for it.

Me: Yes! I remember. But our daughters are in the next room, it is not safe here.

Raadha: Remove it, I want to see it.

I unbuckled my belt. She came closer, unbuttoned and unhooked my pants and opened the zip. She lowered my boxer and my underwear and grabbed my penis. As my penis was in her hand, I felt as if I was in heaven.

She knelt down on the floor. I was staring at her cleavage and boobs. This was the first time I saw them. (I have felt and played with them a few times but had never seen them)

I took my hand and was touching her boobs, feeling the soft skin. Then I opened a few hook buttons on her kurti and slid my hand inside her kurti over her bra. I started pressing her boobs and putting my hand inside her bra, stretching her bra. It increased the gap between her bra and her boobs. Finally, I saw her nipples.

My sister-in-law was shaking my penis and looking at my face to see my reaction. Occasionally, she was looking at my penis as if she was a doctor who was examining my private part.

I asked her to suck but instead, she climbed on the sofa and wanted me to insert it.

I questioned her, “What are you doing? Our daughters are in the next room. What if they come out?”

Raadha was least bothered and she inserted my penis into her dripping wet vagina. I told her we should use protection but she shut my mouth by smooching.

Now I had lost control over myself. I didn’t care if anyone could see us in this situation.

We had an intense liplock while she was riding me. Then I started sucking my sister-in-law’s nipples from the button opening gap of the kurti. She was moaning. I slid my hand into her kurti from below, feeling her thigh and then her ass. Raadha kept riding me. I spanked her. It hurt her as much she liked it.

Then I held her from her waist (love handles) helping her to ride my penis more smoothly and enjoy as much as she deserves.

Suddenly, Raadha’s moaning increased and I realized She came (orgasmed) on me with my penis inside. Her body was slightly trembling, I couldn’t believe what just happened. My sister-in-law came so quickly whereas I had not even started.

I smooched her again but now she was conscious and was stopping me. She was alerting me about our daughters catching us. Her retaliation was upsetting me. So I stopped at that same instant. She realized it but still, she went to the washroom.

I was still on the sofa with my dick outside my pants erected and wet with her orgasm juices.

To be continued.

Author’s Note:

Contact me on [email protected]

(I know the spelling of ‘lesbian’ is incorrect. Sorry, my id is too old, it was created during my initial college days.)

By the way, my name is Kajal. I am bisexual, more inclined towards lesbianism. I am lesbian by heart, soul, feelings and personal choice. I was forced to marry a man, hope its enough to explain my bisexuality and you are smart enough to understand the rest.

This is a true sex story of a friend of mine, I have narrated and shared it with you almost in the same way he (Rahul) narrated it to me.

Note: Names of the characters in the story were changed to maintain privacy.