Incest Incestuous Family Ritual

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My mother-in-law is a beautiful woman................................

My mother-in-law is a beautiful woman with long, luscious, henna-dyed hair and glowing skin. Her figure is slightly voluptuous with curves at the right places. She wears her sarees tightly most of the time with sleeveless, low cut Indian blouses. Her choice of attire is mostly practical to help her manage all the physically laborious chores required on the estate with the farms, cows and orchards. But it also accentuates her figure, with her bare arms and midriff on display and a hint of cleavage teasing on top of her blouse. I had ogled her many times, admiring her beauty. She is an elegant country-side lady; strong, beautiful and sensuous; confident in her femininity.
I had noticed subtle changes in her demeanor towards me since I had arrived. During my previous visits, our interactions had been limited and cordial. But now that she knew about my incestuous fantasies, she seemed to be subtly flirting with me. She was giving me more attention, talking to me more often while being touchy-feely. Her movements and body language were definitely seductive around me. When I had mentioned this to my wife, she had winked at me and asked me to go with the flow.
We picked the oranges, mostly going for the low hanging ones, and gathered them in one basket. My mother-in-law would sometimes reach for a higher branch on her tiptoes, extending her body, bare midriff on display. I noticed she was wearing her saree and petticoat much lower on her waist than usual, almost at her lower hips. I hardly picked any oranges since I was busy admiring her body. She would bend lower than necessary to place the oranges in the basket, giving me a clear view of her ample cleavage. I was getting aroused and prayed that I didn't get an erection.
"Nikhil, can you help me reach those?" she asked. She was already on her toes trying to reach an orange on a much higher branch.
I walked up to her and was unsure on how to help her.
"Just give me a lift," she said.
I bent on my knees in front of her and put my arms around her thighs, locking my hands under her butt. She gripped my shoulders with both hands to steady herself as I lifted her up to the branch.
She started picking the oranges. Her navel was inches from my face, her bare skin tantalizingly close and I could smell her fragrance. Looking up, I saw her firm blouse-encased breasts and realized she wasn't wearing a bra. I started to get an erection.
Suddenly, she pulled an orange with some force which caused her to jerk back. This imbalanced me and I quickly put her down. We both held on to each other as we tried to stabilize ourselves on our feet. When we were steady, I found us in an embrace, holding each other tightly. With our bodies firmly pressed, I felt my erection poking her. I am sure she felt it too, but made no move to disengage. She looked into my eyes, pressed her body into me, acknowledging my hard-on, and gave a quick peck on my lips.
"Thanks," she said, smiling at me seductively. Picking up the basket she made her way back to the house, swaying her hips, leaving me stunned.
I roamed around the estate, waiting for my erection to subside. My mind was racing. My mother-in-law is seducing me! I had an inkling that my wife knew what was going on. I had to ask her. As my erection went down, I adjusted my pants and went inside the house. I found Ananya in her room.
When I entered the room, she said, enthusiastically, "I and daddy are going to perform the ritual tonight."
Finally! "Can I watch?" I asked, barely able to contain my own excitement.
She nodded. "But do it secretly. You can't come into Ashok Vatika, it's a sacred ritual after all."
"How do I watch you then? The inside of the garden is completely blocked by the hedge."
"I know, that's what it was built for, to give us privacy during the ritual. But there is a small gap in the hedge towards the north-eastern side, where it overlaps the neem tree. The neem is just outside the hedge and hides the gap. You can peer into the garden if you crawl between the neem and the hedge."
"Ok. At what time?"
"After 10pm. Be at the spot before that."
I nodded.
She picked up her towel and entered the bathroom. "I need to prepare for tonight's ritual." She smiled and shut the door.
It was only evening, still few hours to go. I went to my father-in-law's study to check out his great-grand-father's memoir.
Just after 9:30pm, I made my way towards Ashok Vatika. The full moon shone brightly in the clear night sky. There was a gentle breeze going on. The moonlight was enough for me to see my path. I circled outside the garden hedge and came to the neem tree. Crouching between the neem and the hedge, I saw a clear enough gap to look into the garden. I settled on the ground and waited.
Few minutes later, Ananya and her father came out of the house, walking towards Ashok Vatika. They each held an oil lantern illuminating their way. My father-in-law also held a small basket in his other hand. Both of them were dbangd in pristine white sheets of cloth, which flowed around them and fluttered slightly in the breeze. The fabric glowed in the moonlight, giving them a celestial appearance.
They entered the garden and walked up to the Ashoka tree. Keeping their lanterns aside, they sat down cross-legged on the soft grass. My father-in-law opened the small basket and brought out the items and accessories required for the puja. He lit an earthen oil lamp and few incense sticks, placing them before the tree. They sat there, chanting mantras while Ananya rang a small prayer bell.
I squinted through the gap in the hedge, with curiosity and growing anticipation. It was very dark within the garden and the Ashoka tree blocked out most of the moonlight underneath it. With limited visibility, I could only see my wife and father-in-law in the faint glow of the lanterns and the oil lamp. I could hear them better, their voices carried over the hedge due to the quiet and peace of the country-side night.
They got up and circumambulated the tree, sprinkling drops of holy Ganga water near the base, sanctifying the ritual grounds. Circling back to the place where they had started, they stood facing each other. Both of them unwrapped the sheets from their bodies and spread them on the ground. My wife and her father now stood completely naked in-front of each other.
Ananya went down on her knees and purified her father's penis with few drops of the holy water. It was already semi-hard, I guess from the anticipation. With her touch, it slowly became fully erect. She took out a ceremonial red thread out of the basket and tied it around the base of her father's penis and scrotum. She kissed the tip lightly and got up on her feet.
As she stood there in her naked glory, my father-in-law went down on his knees. He purified his daughter's vagina with the holy water, massaging her labia. A soft moan escaped Ananya's lips.
The formalities of the puja completed, father-daughter prostrated before the tree with their knees, palms and forehead touching the ground; seeking blessings from the divine presence within it.
They reclined on the white sheets, spread on the soft grass. She embraced him and said, "I've missed you, daddy."
My father-in-law planted his lips on hers. He cupped his daughter's breasts in his palms, feeling them appreciatively and said, "These seem to have gotten bigger!"
"They've grown after marriage. Nikhil loves to play with them."
She moaned as her father kissed her breasts and gently sucked her erect nipples. Her hand slid down and gripped her father's erect manhood. She gave it a few quick, playful strokes.
My father-in-law groaned and said, "Careful! I've been aroused all day thinking about you. Too much sensation will take me over the edge."
Ananya released his cock from her grip and fondled his balls. Her father moved to go down on her. She stopped him, pulled him up and said, "I am already wet, daddy. Come inside me."
He positioned on top of her, rubbing his cock on her pussy lips. "Daddy, stop teasing. Enter me already!", she said, impatiently.

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My father-in-law eased his erection into my wife. Both of them moaned as his hard cock filled her wet pussy. When he was all way in, they stayed in that position for a few moments, embracing and kissing. She put her legs around her father's butt and pulled him further inside her. They started moving in unison like a slow dance, practiced over the years. It was a beautiful sight, father & daughter joined in sexual union, performing the ritual under the Ashoka tree.

I lowered my trousers and shorts to my knees and started fondling my hard cock. Inside the garden, my wife and her father made love.

Suddenly, I heard the rustling of grass near me. My mother-in-law appeared out of the darkness and sat next to me, almost giving me a fright. She put a finger to her lips, indicating me to remain silent, and put her hand on my cock. I let go off my erection, as she gripped it completely. She smiled and started jacking me off.

I saw her in a nightgown for the first time. It was open at the top and I could make out the swells of her breasts in the moonlight. She bent down, planted a long, wet, kiss on the underside of my hard cock, and took it into her warm mouth. I moaned with pleasure as I felt my mother-in-law's tongue swirl over my sensitive glans.

Inside the garden, my wife and her father picked up pace. He was grunting with pleasure, thrusting his cock in and out of her daughter's slick pussy. Ananya clutched at the base of the Ashoka tree with both hands over her head. Her moans were getting louder as her father thrust into her with long deliberate strokes. It wasn't long before she cried out as orgasm hit her.

The flames within the lanterns and oil lamp, suddenly, burned stronger and brighter. She gripped the tree even tighter, her body arched and her head thrown back. She started convulsing, crying out loudly with her mouth wide open until she was crying wordlessly. With her eyes shut tight, face contorted, she looked like in pain, having a seizure.

I became slightly concerned and sat up. My mother-in-law released my cock from her mouth and said, "Relax. Thats's the divine touch. Ananya just reached her climax. She must be feeling the Yakshini now, flooding her consciousness, heightening her senses. Her spiritual touch takes the orgasms to a completely different level. It looks like pain, but believe me, it's the most intense pleasure a woman can experience."

I relaxed and laid back as my mother-in-law took me back in her mouth. I watched my wife crying and shuddering, gripping the tree. I had never seen her climax so hard before. Her father held her tight as she reached the peak and started coming down. The flames within the lanterns and oil lamp, shrank to their original state.

Once she was herself again, she removed her hands from the tree and embraced her father, kissing his lips. He resumed his love making, thrusting into her with quick short strokes and spilled his seeds inside her, grunting as he climaxed.

My cock swelled as I felt myself going over the edge. "Oh! I am close," I whispered, urgently. My mother-in-law took my cock out of her mouth and stroked it as I came all over her chest and cleavage.

She got up and asked me to follow her. I took one last look inside the garden. Ananya and her father lay in embrace under the tree, kissing and fondling each other. The fragrance of the Ashoka flowers felt stronger and I wondered if that indicated the Yakshini's satisfaction. I got up, pulled up my trousers and left in search of my mother-in-law.

The path behind the garden led to the private family pond. I walked towards it in the moonlight. When I reached the pond, I found my mother-in-law's nightgown on the grassy slope leading to the water. I saw her swimming in the water towards the middle of the pond. She called out to me to get in.

I removed my clothes, piled it near her nightgown and entered the water. I couldn't remember the last time I had gone skinny dipping. The water was at a perfect temperature for a nightly swim and felt good on my skin. We swam for a few minutes and headed back. As we reached the shallow waters, she stood up.

It was a sight to behold; my sensuous mother-in-law in her full naked glory, rising out of the water like an apsara. Her thick wet hair flowed to her lower back and her flawless skin glowed in the moonlight. Her magnificent round breasts were larger than her daughter's. I noticed she kept her pubic hair neatly trimmed.

She stood there with the water up to her thighs, looking at me with lust in her eyes. I stood up in front of her, my cock back to full erection, and said, "Mummy, you're a goddess!"

She smiled seductively and caressed my hard cock, pulling me to her. With trembling fingers, I placed my hands on her lovely breasts, fondling them and feeling her hard nipples under my palms. She pulled me into a passionate kiss, grinding her lips on mine with urgency. I kissed her back with equal fiery passion. Holding my cock, she led me out of the water, onto the grassy slopes. She pushed me on my back on the soft grass, sat astride me and lowered herself on my erection.

Both of us moaned at the sensation of my hard cock filling her moist warm pussy. My cock was completely engulfed, with her pussy lips forming a tight seal at its base. We moaned again as she pushed herself up, till only my cock head remained inside her, and sat back down again. She placed both her palms flat on my chest and slowly rode me. I played with her breasts; taking her big hard nipples in my mouth, licking and sucking them and biting them gently, which seemed to make her wilder.

Having ejaculated earlier, I was able to last longer inside this sex goddess as she rode me to her orgasm. She moaned loudly as she climaxed, digging her finger nails into my chest. The inner walls of her pussy quivered around my cock. I gripped her waist with my hands, pushed my butt off the ground and started thrusting my cock into her wet pussy. She was still in her orgasmic throes of passion when I shot my load up her pussy after few long powerful thrusts. She fell on top of me, exhausted, my cock still spasming inside her. I embraced her and held her tight as we recovered from our explosive climaxes.

We lay there under the open sky in the moonlit night, kissing and caressing each other for some time. I reached for my trousers that lay nearby and fished out my phone from the pocket. It was almost 11:30pm. We got dressed and headed back to the house. Passing by Ashok Vatika, a cursory glance told us that Ananya and her father had gone back inside the house.

As we entered the house, my mother-in-law gave me one last passionate kiss and said, "Hope you'll visit more often, now."

She wished me good night and retired to her bedroom. I went upstairs to Ananya's room to find her sleeping peacefully. I got into the bed, spooning into her. My body and mind at peace, I drifted into sleep, thinking about the memoir.


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