First Baby With Second Cousin

Shilpi is my same-age, second cousin, my mom’s cousin brother’s daughter, whom I had proposed when I was 26. The alliance didn’t work out due to her social status. We were upper middle class while their family was high class.

Plus, they wanted an IIT level son-in-law, whereas I was only a simple NRI working in London. On top of it, she’s ‘eye candy’ beautiful, with a creamy white complexion and a model-like figure.

Oval face with thick dark hair and big eyes. A chiseled nose and dimples under her lower lip with perfectly lined teeth completed her look. The only time I saw her, she was wearing a traditional choli, showing off her spotless skin and perfect curves.

She’s of average height, about 5’4” but her perfect figure 34-26-36, makes her look taller. Although I am also fair by Kannadiga standards, which translates to very good looking, and 6 feet tall, Shilpi’s parents didn’t reply positively.

The next year I got married, and it’s been 4 years of bliss afterward. Recently there was a pandemic, and we came back to Bengaluru. I worked remotely from around 1 pm till 10 pm and enjoyed the three months of lockdown with my wife.

It was like a vacation until flights resumed. My wife planned to go to her parents’ place till such time we didn’t have to return to London.

That weekend out of the blue, my mom told me that Shilpi has invited us for dinner. She was living in a luxury apartment near the Racecourse road with her FRCS Doctor husband. So we drove to their house along with mom, dad, my wife, and me.

The flat was way smaller than our spacious bungalow in Jayanagar, but it was very stylish. I was wide-eyed and unable to digest Shilpi’s extraordinary beauty. She was wearing a simple cream-colored saree and blouse. But her spotless skin was glowing in the nice interior lights of her flat.

She hadn’t put on any weight, and her hair was now in a neat bob cut, showing off her pretty face and slender neck. She had a navel piercing, which was looking perfect on her flat milky belly. Her laughter was like tinkling bells. At 31, she could pass for a yummy milf or a college girl just by changing her dress.

Soon her husband joined. He was brown-skinned with a receding hairline, though extremely fit with flat abs. He looked atleast 10 years older than Shilpi, which he later confirmed unknowingly. He basically told me that he passed Inter exactly 10 years before me.

I couldn’t take my eyes off Shilpi’s beautifully lined lips, and her marble-like back. There was a lengthwise tattoo on her nape that started from under her bob and ended at the base of her neck. No matter which direction I saw, she was strikingly pretty.

When my wife asked if Shilpi ever considered acting, she told us she was into making short videos on sponsored beauty products. Then came the shocker. Shilpi’s husband had a college-going daughter from an earlier marriage. Though she didn’t live with him, he didn’t want any more kids in his life.

When my mom touched on the subject of kids, he joked lightly, saying that Shilpi’s beauty is a god gift. She should just maintain it. I couldn’t keep it in my stomach. I told Shilpi as she was giving me a beer that she looked even more beautiful than before marriage. Her husband is one hell of a lucky guy.

Shilpi blushed and asked about my married life. I told her my wife is very nice. There was a natural closeness between us due to our families being close and our common dialect. Shilpi took my Instagram ID and added me. She gave her number to keep in touch.

That night I had a massive erection remembering Shilpi’s creamy back, her curves, and her silky swinging bobbed hair. I fucked my wife before going to bed, and as soon as she woke up. Then I dropped her to the airport. Soon after my wife’s departure to Mysuru, I started texting Shilpi.

Initially, it was only formal messages, that soon turned to mild flirting and finally ended up as full-fledged sexting. She was ok to have a couple of beers so she would call me over for dinner every other day.

Her husband was ok because my wife was away, and he liked to have some time to study his journals. He would take a drink and return to his books.

On my third visit, after a glass of wine, we opened up. I asked Shilpi candidly, “How’s he in bed?” She laughed, covering her mouth, she said, “He’s too good in bed, had years of experience before marriage.”

Me: Then what’s the issue with having a baby?

Shilpi: He had a family planning operation, which he never mentioned to me before marriage.

Me: I’m sorry to hear, is there no other way? Have you considered adoption, maybe?

Shilpi: I’m only 31, I want my own baby.

I felt suddenly emotional and held Shilpi’s delicate hand.

Me: You should’ve married me, wouldn’t have these complications.

Shilpi rested her head on my shoulder and held my shirt.

Shilpi: You should’ve stayed in Bengaluru and asked me out. My parents didn’t want to send me out.

I realized she actually liked me. Her silky hair was touching my neck, and her light body was feeling too good to resist. I put my hand in her waist and bent down to look at her face. She stood on her toes and brought her pretty pink lips to kiss me. We started kissing.

I left my drink and put my fingers in her silky hair, holding her face, and sucked her tongue with my tongue in her mouth. I had a growing erection in my pants. Suddenly she pushed me back and broke free. Adjusting her hair with a fingernail, she spoke in a low voice, “He’s in the study room.”

I realized we were standing at the kitchen counter in the living cum dining room. There was only the study room door separating us from her husband.

That night I could hardly sleep. We didn’t do any texting for two days. Then I invited her for lunch. We went to Social. She was wearing a semi-transparent shirt and three-quarter jeans with oversized sunglasses, looking like a cover page model.

After a beer and some parathas, I held her pretty hands and kissed her fingers, asking her, “Baby, let’s finish what we started, it’s now or never.” She took a moment to answer, there was a twinkle in her eyes as she replied, “Only if you give me what I want.”

We rushed to the hotel next door. The sex was explosive. I kissed her, licked her belly button piercing, pulling it lightly with my teeth. She gave me the best blowjob of my life with her silky hair rubbing my thighs. I fondled her pink tits and round boobs while she was removing her jeans.

When I saw her shaved white pussy, I couldn’t resist and sucked it with my tongue in between her cunt lips. She mounted me in a quick motion and started riding my cock with her tight pussy. The friction was not too much and not too less. It was just right after 2 minutes with her juices lubricating our strokes.

I looked up and saw her open-mouthed. Her pearls-like teeth shining and pink lips pouting. Her sexy bob cut was swinging with her up and down motions. I knew I wouldn’t last long in this state and turned her around, facing away. I entered her pussy in doggy style.

I started pumping with my hands holding her narrow waist tightly. She arched her back in between strokes. I kissed the tattoo on her neck, feeling her soft hair on my face. The smell of her hair was intoxicating. I turned her around once again. This time in missionary position and buried my face in her neck.

Hugging her tightly, I took a deep breath of her sweaty nape to start shooting my load inside her. After a hot burst of cum, I settled down resting on her boobs for a few minutes. She slept on my shoulder for some time and woke me up with another amazing blowjob. This time she rode me for almost 15 minutes.

Then we again opted for a missionary position to cum inside her. Since that day, we are fucking regularly for the last month. Shilpi is so hot that I get an instant erection just by seeing her face. The sex is still as great as the first time. She got her periods this time, but we are sure next time we’ll have good news about our first baby.