My Unholy Desire To Fuck My Wife’s Sister – Part 1

Of late I have started becoming obsessed with my sister-in-law. Not my bhabhi but my wife’s younger sister Sana. She is just 2 years younger to my wife, married mother to two. About me, I am Krish, touching fifty, having my own business and a father to two in a happy family.

My wife Tania works in a bank. We are happy with almost everything that money can buy except a satisfactory sex life. Sana, Tania’s sister, my SIL, works in an MNC and her hubby works for a private company. They too make a perfect family of four and are reasonably well off.

Not in my league, of course. I am doing quite well in my import-export business. I have a pad in South Mumbai and the other luxuries which are necessities like a four-wheeler and a farmhouse in Alibaug. But have conservative thinking.

So have never strayed in my life except for some little pleasures like massages during my business trips. My attraction to Sana started 15 years back when I got married to Tania. Tania at that time was about 30, athletic, lean-built, not much flesh anywhere. Almost flat chested but our stars matched and we got hitched.

That time Sana was around 28 years and much fuller than Tania. She had a good amount of flesh and was prettier, definitely sexier than Tania. Though I wanted to marry Sana. I had to settle for Tania. But thought maybe I could have a go at Sana after marrying Tania.

After Tania settled down in her family life my in-laws started searching for a groom for Sana. Most of the times I being her dear jiju accompanied her for meeting the prospects. But either her kundali did not match or the boy was not as per her liking. She must have seen dozens of boys but nothing proceeded.

We used to visit our in-law’s place often. I and Tania have a habit of PDA (public display of affection). We sometimes used to get touchy-feely sometimes when Sana was around. My in-laws did not mind as we were newly married and used to leave us with our privacy.

Sana also used to just move out of the room having a glimpse of the PDA. Sana was getting older and at 28 ripe in the prime of their life. She must have been horny too. She was slowly getting into a depression. In the sense, she went into spirituality like going to temples regularly doing bhajans, etc.

She sometimes did tell me of her colleagues acting fresh or flirting with her. But not sure whether she has any boyfriend at her work or another place. Well, so much for the introductions. Now 15 years later I was still having the hots for Sana. She was all of 43 with the motherly flesh and a protruding tummy.

Her main attraction apart from her pretty face was her big ass fleshy globes of desire and of course her breasts. Not too big about a handful I guess. But for me who had got Tania’s small nipples over small lemons, Sana boobs were globes. I wanted my hands and lips to rest on them.

Many times I used to fuck Tania thinking about Sana and squeezing her lemons. Still those small tits of Tania used to bring me out from my fantasy. My cock used to limp inside her cunt leaving her irritated. I used to give her excuses of work pressure.

But in reality, I was bored with having sex with Tania and her lean and mean bony body. No amount of healthy food could put some flesh on Tania. She did have a fleshly ass during our marriage. But now after so many years, even the ass was as flat as her chest.

It’s about 6 months since we had any meaningful physical relation. Tania had got totally immersed in our family needs and her professional life. She also got into reiki and other spiritual matters with prayers etc. Maybe she was getting her release through all these stuff.

But for me, I was fantasizing and stroking my dick in the bathroom thinking of my hot SIL, Sana. I knew fulfilling my fantasy would be difficult but I wanted to try. In case matters go well then it’s a bounty for me. If Sana refused to have sex with me then all hell may break loose.

But Sana loved her sister. So I thought I would do some drama and seduce her. I used to send ‘Good morning’ messages to Sana once a while. And casually one day asked her about her work etc. She replied work was as usual and she had taken off for a few days for some pending housework, banking, etc.

I enquired about her family and she replied that all are well. Her hubby Sudesh was on tour for 4 days and would be returning after a week. Ya, Sudesh was my co-brother. Lucky guy to have a hot Sana for breakfast lunch and dinner.  I decided to pay a visit to Sana.

Some months back I had some back problem for which I had taken treatment. The pain killers and physio and little lack of exercises, steroids, etc made me put on weight though it suited my body. I am about 6’2”, and dark. These medications also had a surprisingly positive effect on my libido and my cock.

I was just about 6” down under. But during these 6 months of varied medicines and pumping my body with additional proteins, vitamins, calcium, etc had a mysterious effect on my dick. It grew by half an inch and also became thicker. My dick is about now 6.5” in length while fully erect and thick.

It used to look like a thick green kaccha kela. Nowadays I have started taking much better care of my prized possession. Weekly thrice I nicely massage my dick with olive oil and later masturbate thinking of Sana. Tania was oblivious to these changes as we had not had sex or anything intimate in the last 6 months.

Coming back to my surprise visit to Sana’s place. I dressed in my usual jeans and tee and drove to her place. She was not expecting me anyway. I went at around 12.00 in the afternoon fully knowing both her kids would be at school and I could have my chance.

I had generously sprayed my body with Brut deo and my tee also smelled good. I rang the bell and after a few minutes, the maid opened the door. Sana asked, “Who is it, Radha?” Radha was her maid who used to do the cleaning work in the afternoon. Again she used to come in the evening after 6.00 pm.

“Memsaab,” she started to say but Sana came to the room and was surprised. She said, “Jiju aap? It’s a surprise.” I said, “Yes Sana it is a surprise.” I gave a quick look up and gave her the box of chocolates for the kids. “Is everything alright, jiju? How’s Tania and family?”

I said, “I had some meeting with a client this part of the suburb. And unfortunately, the meeting which was at 2 pm got postponed to 5 pm.  Instead of again driving to town and coming back, I thought I would drop at your place and spend time here. I hope it’s ok with you Sana. If you have any work then let me know. I do not want to bother you.”

“Arre jiju, I had bank work which I just completed in the morning. I am quite free today. As I told you I am on leave this week and join work from Monday. What will you have – tea, coffee or some juice?” Well, I wanted to tell her that I wanted you or more specifically your pussy juice.

I said, “Anything, Sana. Tea would be fine if it’s not a trouble for you and of course you should join me for the tea.” She went to the kitchen to make tea. I started checking messages on my iPad. The maid interrupted saying, “Saab, please sit I need to mop the floor.”

So saying she started mopping the floor with the duster. I was snidely looking at the maid too. This maid Radha of Sana was a widow. She was in her thirties but was short and bloated with a huge tummy. But she had quite a big set of protruding tits.

This I could make out from the braless blouse which she had worn. She finished her work and went to the kitchen to clean the vessels. “Jiju aapka chai.” Sana gave me the tea and her hanky fell down. She nonchalantly bent down to pick it up. That’s when I saw a glimpse of her tits. Nice and perky.

There was a sign of an erect nipple. She quickly got up and sat opposite side having tea. “Have some biscuits, jiju,” so saying she leaned and offered the plate with biscuits. Again I could get a sneak peek at her boobs. Since my visit was a surprise visit Sana did not have time to change into any dress.

She was just dressed in her casual night suit ie a small tee shirt over knee length slacks. I glanced at her legs which were nicely waxed. The toes had pink color nail paint. While giving the snacks I saw her fingers having a red color nail polish. Other than that she was not having any makeup.

I was surprised to see her not wearing her mangalsutra. Just then Radha called, “Didi aapka mangalsutra bathroom mein hain, le lo.” She said, “Ok Radha shelf ke drawer mein rakh do.” I was looking at her questioningly. She said, “I wear the mangalsutra only while going out.”

She continued, “At home, I prefer to be free of any jewelry. Radha is trustworthy. She has been working for us for the last 10 years. Aap baitho jiju, I will go and change.” I said, “Are you going out somewhere?” She said, “No. Why?”

I said, “Phir is dress mein kya burayi hain. It’s ok. Don’t be so formal.” I had almost finished my tea. She offered to take it for cleaning then I purposely let the cup slip. It fell on my lap and some of the leftover tea fell on my jeans and the floor. She said, “Oh. Sorry jiju.”

She quickly scooped the cup from my lap and went to put it in the kitchen. Radha saw this and again came with the mop and cleaned the floor with an irritated look. “Sorry, jiju. Do you want to change and let the tea stain dry?” There was a patch near my thighs. I said, “No it’s ok.”

Meanwhile, Radha commented, “Didi shall I go. I will come in the evening.” She used to sometimes address Sana as didi or memsaab. She went away. Sana again enquired whether I want to change and this time I said ok. She gave me Sudesh’s lungi. I wore it on my pants and gave the jeans to her.

She poured some water and vanish liquid and put it to dry. Sana said, “After half an hour, I shall use my drier and have it ready for you.” I said thanks Sana but don’t bother. She said, “Aapka client meeting mein stain ke saath it would look bad. By the way, client meeting mein aap casual dress mein ho.”

I said it was with a friend who also was a client and meeting with a client friend need not be formal. “Well,” she said, “What about lunch, jiju? Aaj maine kuch banaya nahin hain. Curd rice khayenge ya pizza order karun?” I thought pizza nahin mujhe toh teri pussy chahiye. I said ok.

She ordered pizza and went to the kitchen to do some work. In between, we were just talking about Tania, her work, kids, Sana’s kids, etc. The pizza boy came for delivery. I insisted on paying and took the delivery giving him Rs 50/- tip. He said thanks sir and left.

It was already 1.15 pm. We both had the pizza with the free coke chatting sundry stuff. All the while, I was just observing Sana’s assets. Her ass, her tits, and her beautiful lips. By the way, they stayed in a 1 bhk flat. The house has a living room, one bedroom with a small kitchen in the middle.

Almost a pigeon hole compared to my spacious 4 bhk flat with an imposing sea view. After my marriage to Tania whenever I used to visit my inlaws I used to take a nap in the afternoon and Sana was aware of it. She said, “Jiju you can take a nap if you wish.”

I said, “Oh Sana, thanks, you still remember my habit. But it’s not right as I have come to your house without any prior notice. Then napping in your bed is not right.” She said, “Come on, jiju, don’t be so formal. We are related.”

“Ok, Sana but I will go out for a smoke and come back in some time.”

“Do you still smoke jiju? Tania said after your back issue you had quit smoking.”

“I did, Sana. But have been putting on weight and fags help to keep hunger a little down,” so saying I started to go out.

She said, “You can smoke inside, no need to go out.” I asked, “Are you sure?” She said, “I mean not in the room but in the washroom. You can switch on the exhaust then the smell won’t come out. Sudesh smokes in the loo, too.”

I said fine and then went to the loo for a smoke. While I was puffing my mind was formulating a strategy to get into Sana’s pants literally. I had a smile on my face. I finished my fag and came out after flushing. “Jiju, hope you have not put the butt in the commode,” Sana said.

“Oh dear, I did sorry. Will be careful next time.” Sana had a disapproving look on her face and went to the loo. I heard the flush twice. When she came out I was in bed. “Ok, Sana, I shall take up your offer for the nap.” It was summer and hot outside. She put on the air conditioner and offered me the TV remote.

I stretched myself to get the remote and a sound went through my mouth. I held my back and sat on the bed. Sana quickly asked me, “Jiju kya hua?” I said, “My back is hurting. This has happened 2nd time this week. Main jab bhi suddenly stretch karta hoon toh it pains. Then subsides after some time.”

Sana closed the door and went out. Then again came in saying, “Do you want a painkiller or Moov to apply?” I was waiting to hear this. My drama was getting the results. My dream would now become a reality soon now. It was just a matter of time.