Adultery UNFAITHFUL MOTHERS AND HOUSEWIVES --- stranger_women

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And then later that night, after Che had graced us with his presence for a full hour without playing video games, I got in bed with Ritu about to mention Shafi when she brought him up cryptically,

"Shafi has been sort of...around a lot more."
"He came home again? What was it this time?"
"No no, he did not come home. I just see him around a lot whenever I step out or sit in the balconies. Maybe I've just started noticing him more now. But there will be at least once a day I see him, we make eye contact, he waves, I wave."
"You have a stalker!" I half joked.
"That is a bit harsh. But he definitely has a crush on me." she said, and I saw a blush and a smile.
"Looks like it is reciprocated!" I said and instantly bit my tongue. This was sure to get her annoyed and then throw Denise taunts at me.
So I was very surprised when she blushed even more and said,
"It's just thoughts."
"What thoughts?"
"I don't know. I am not some sperm sowing male like you. I don't know how crushes work with you guys. With us, it's just some idle thoughts."
"Fantasies?"
"Not full blown fantasies." she sat up, finished her 3rd drink of the night.
"Then?"
"More like rambling self-pleasing thoughts. It is an ego boost to have a good looking guy maybe fifteen years younger than me looking at me like that. Like a MILF. I didn't even realize when I went from his age to mine. And plus you know...I love you...but...arranged is arranged. This attention is just... don't know...I am rambling."
And then she buried her face in my chest. I was amused and intrigued.
"It's cute, honey. And understandable."
This side of Ritu turned me on and we both started getting frisky with each other and before we knew it, I was inside her. That whole weekend, between the little time that our son decided to spend with us, we were either making out or having sex. And the Shafi spectre hung right there over us, not fully addressed despite our few conversations.
A more mature and secure couple might have discussed this festering situation head on. Our community's maintenance guy, who literally had the keys to our house, was making subtle but noticeable advances at my wife. And my wife also felt something about him. But neither of us did, even though it was obvious. Again, we were being more like business partners in a merger, leaving the difficult decisions to the other side if possible.
Another week went by. I started thinking more and more about Shafi. And about how Ritu's reaction to my teasing was not to take offense but to banter along. I also noticed that every time she had a Shafi "encounter", her mood was noticeably better. That might have played a part in what I did next. Another impulse. Because despite all these thoughts, I did not actually view Shafi as a genuine threat. He worked for us. Either of us could call the RWA and get him fired. So he was classified in my mind, at least consciously, as a low-risk guy for my wife to tease and get her aroused, and me to reap the rewards.
"An hour way." I called Ritu from the usual spot as I drove home for the next week.
"Okay. I am making green beans today." I could hear kitchen sounds in the background.
"Che hates them so obviously..."
"Yes, dinner and sleepover at the Nairs again." she said and I heard the faucet being turned on. "Is this just normal for 12 year old boys? This was not my life at 12."
"Well, when it comes to boys..."
"Oh crap!" Ritu said. "The sink is draining slowly."
The kitchen sink. Which started it all. I kept staring at the road silently, waiting for her to say something more. She stayed quiet too. We both knew what we were thinking.
"Call Shafi." I finally said.
"Right now? I can call him tomorrow when you are here. It's draining slowly but there is nothing leaking. We can wait till tomorrow." she said. It was as if she was again punting a decision to me. Giving me an out. I felt annoyed by it, so to return her favor, I said,
"Your call."

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She was quiet for a couple of seconds before saying,

"The last time it slowed like this, it started leaking in 2 days, so better to..."
"Yeah, better safe than sorry, right? If you feel like it, you should call him. I will be there soon anyway. But it's up to you."
"Okay. I will do it."
She hung up and I kept driving and thinking about the possibilities. Barely had I started thinking when she called back in a few minutes.
"He is coming up soon."
"Okay. Good." I said and then added at the last minute. "What are you wearing?"
"Che just left. Regular clothes."
"Change into The Kaftan so you are in it when I walk in the door."
Small pause.
"Later or right now before he comes?"
Now it was my turn to pause.
"Right now is fine. He has seen you in it anyway, so not like he will be scandalized."
"But...ok." the question she left unasked was obvious. What if he takes it as a sign and tries something? A natural question for a woman to ask. I still didn't think it would go beyond him staring and then me having a great night with her.
She hung up and I sped up a little more, wanting to reach my home fast to benefit from the warm sexy feeling that the young plumber seemed to generate in my wife. I kept waiting for a call with an update. But ten minutes went by and then twenty. I got off the highway and entered our city. And then called her.
The phone rang. And rang. Several rings until I thought it would go unanswered. When it suddenly was.
"Hey! Where are you?"
"What happened with Shafi?"
"How far are you?"
"About fifteen minutes away."
"I'll just tell you when you get home, please. I need another tall drink. Okay?"
And then she hung up. So clearly something had happened. And she needed "another" tall drink, which meant she had already had one. The time it took me to get home seemed like an eternity. I was practically sprinting out of my car when I got there.
I opened the door and Ritu was still in The Kaftan, sprawled on the couch, drinking gin straight from the bottle. She looked at me with a frowning face.
"Your wife just got groped and kissed."
I found that confirmation at once disturbing and relieving. Disturbing because it had clearly gone beyond just teasing and she sounded quite drunk. Relief because she seemed fine, just a little nervous.
"Are you okay?" I gently put my arm around her.
"Physically, yeah, fine. Just a little...disoriented."
"What happened?"
"After you told me to wear this, I first took a couple of shots to calm my nerves. Then I went to change. I wore a tank top and panties under it. Then had a couple of more shots before he came. I think I might have a drinking problem." she said even as she took another swig. I could see the tank top was still there, but I didn't notice any panties.
"So what did Shafi do as soon as you opened the door?"
"He saw what I was wearing and his eyes went up for a second before he said namaste and then just went straight to the kitchen. No staring or anything. Like he barely even noticed my dress. Maybe it was the alcohol but I felt ignored after how he has been staring at me in recent months. So I walked to the kitchen and stood a few feet from him. He glanced at me once and started working on the sink."
"And did.."
"Just let me finish what I am trying to say. This is not easy to say to you." she snapped.
"Okay, go on."
"He got up in a couple of minutes saying the problem was just in one section and he had fixed it and the drain should be good now. I didn't expect him to finish so soon so I didn't know what to say next. He asked me, 'should I go or do you want me to stay?' and I said what do you mean."

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She paused. I thought about asking a question, but it didn't seem like the right moment. Sure enough, she continued.

"His face got all serious and he said, listen memsaab, I am a lower middle class guy and I don't know your rich foreign travel world. So maybe I am reading things wrong. It seems like you feel attracted to me just like I am attracted to you. Like you are giving me signals with all these foreign clothes."
"Foreign clothes!" I couldn't help but say and chuckle.
"I was flustered at his direct question. I did not know what to say. Then I noticed he was slowly coming towards me. I looked up at him. He asked me again, should I leave or stay? I wanted to tell him to leave but my mouth refused to form the words. He waited a few seconds and when I didn't tell him to leave, he stepped up and...he hugged me. Weird kind of tight hug. But it felt very nice. Sorry, but you will understand given all your times with Denise." she ended with another dangling bait.
"All my times? Just one time."
"Anyway, he hugged, we kissed, he then groped a bit. I also got caught up in the moment. It did not mean anything. And then I rebuffed his further advances." she was almost parroting my Denise excuses.
"You were in the kitchen the whole time?"
"No, we moved to the living room after a few minutes of...you know?"
"I don't know. Tell me in detail!"
"How can I tell you such things in detail? it's weird!"
"This is too little. Did you have sex?"
"Actual intercourse, no."
"Then?"
"Can't you just take me to the bedroom and fuck me first?" she said, pointing to the tent in my pants.
Great point, I thought, and soon we were both naked and in bed. And right after entering her and hearing her usual happy sigh, I asked,
"Did he get under your clothes?"
"Under. Out of." she hungrily answered with her eyes closed. The remaining conversation on this topic happened in fits and bursts during sex.
"What all did he do?"
"Kissed. Not bad. Groped my boobs, first over the kaftan and then under. Then other stuff."
"What other stuff?"
"Touching, fondling, kissing, you know...he has a nice muscular body. He took his clothes off completely."
"Any more stuff?"
There was a very long break of groans and moans before she finally answer,
"He fingered me. And I jacked him off a little."
"How do you jack someone off a little?"
"As in my hands were on his dick maybe just two minutes in the end."
"And his hands?"
"Everywhere."
"Everywhere?"
"Almost everywhere."
"Did you cum?"
"Yes. Slightly. With his fingers. So then I felt obligated to jack him off. Didn't take too long."
"Did you swallow?" she never swallowed mine, so that question took precedence over how she came 'slightly'.
"Ewww! No! He came on my butt." and then she blushed again.
"He did not want to do more?"
"He did. But I made him leave after that. I swear. Nothing more. Told him you were almost home. That made him leave extra fast."
"So you were both naked in the end?"
"He was. I was not, fully. He took my panties off. And then rolled up the kaftan. And we were here, all limbs interlocked, for a little while. After he came on my butt..."
"Were you already on your knees?"
"No, he made me turn around and get on my knees."
Somehow that sentence had a huge impact. That just an hour ago or less, not only had our handyman gotten to third base with my wife, but had also felt powerful enough to order her to get on her knees. And how she must have looked with the white jizz on her big creamy buttocks.
"Get on your knees."
She did, and I watched the round bubble butt that had been the landing site of Shafi's semen. I shoved my dick back into her pussy and pounded her hard for a while and decided to save all other questions for later.



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Chapter 1 - Sexy Sister in Law - Kareena

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Saturday will be the best day of my life. That will be the day I marry my fiancée, Priya, and I just can't wait. I'm a good looking guy and after a few failed relationships, I found the right girl for me. Some said 23 is too young to be married, but I'm ready for it. I met Priya through some friends, and we immediately hit it off. She is the same age as me, and is very pretty, with shoulder length black hair, and a fit body. It's her personality that really attracted me to her. She's just fun to be around.

We had met soon after I broke up with one of my ex-girlfriends. I always seemed to attract the wrong kind of girls, girls who slept around a lot. Those are not the kind of girls I was looking for. I was looking for girls that were nice, and wholesome, and cared about what kind of person they were. I respected the fact that she was a lawyer, and she could make it on her own, not like one of those gold diggers. That was part of the reason I attracted so many of the wrong girls, because I come from a wealthy family, and I make a lot of money now running my own business.

Today is Tuesday, and I was hanging out at our house with my wife and her best friend, Jacqueline. Jacqueline was a great girl. She looked like some of those girls I used to date. She had long, straight, black hair, a gorgeous face, and a great body. I shouldn't notice these things, but she has really big boobs. I've always been a sucker for big breasts. Plus, she does have a great ass, which she always covers in tight, clingy pants. Unfortunately, Priya's ass isn't anything special, and she is kind of flat-chested, but hey, boobs aren't everything.

Anyway, we are sitting in the living room watching TV and talking about the wedding. I'm sitting on the recliner while Priya and Jacqueline are sitting on the couch. Jacqueline turned and looked at Priya, and I quickly noticed what Jacqueline's wearing. I've noticed she always wears tight clothes to highlight her body. She is wearing a tight maroon blouse to highlight her big breasts, as well as a tight blue jeans. I quickly glanced up as she turned back. We were watching the news. There is a story about some big divorce, with the CEO of some company cheated on his wife, and now there is a big divorce trial is happening about who gets what. It's madness.

"I can't believe any person would do that." Priya said.

"I know. I just can't imagine anyone cheating on their spouse. Maybe, it's because I have such a wonderful fiancée, but I could never fathom cheating on you, or anyone I know cheating on their spouse." I said.

"Yeah, I know, Gaurav. What is this world coming to? What kind of people would do that?" Jacqueline said.

"Well, it'll never happen to us." Priya said, with a bright smile.

"You got that right." I said.

"I love you." Priya said.

"I love you too." I said.

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It's Wednesday, and Priya's family was arriving in town. Her parents live a few hours away, and her older sister lives about twenty minutes away. They were all coming to dinner tonight with us. Her parents arrive and we greeted them at the door. Priya was ecstatic that her parents were here. I shook her father Ramesh’s hand, and gave her mom, Rani, a big hug. She pressed herself tightly against me, and I can't help but feel her large breasts pressed against my chest. Rani is a stunningly beautiful woman. She could pass for Priya's sister. She is very pretty, with long dark hair, and a very sensual face, and she is quite voluptuous, with a nice round ass, and really big breasts, bigger than Jacqueline's. She is really nice, and fun to be around. We are in the house for five minutes when my wife's older sister, Kareena, arrived.

Kareena is five years older than me and Priya, and, though I like her, she made me uncomfortable when we are together. She is exactly like the girls I used to date. She is incredibly gorgeous, with a body to die for, and she knows it. She is a gold digger, and she sleeps around a lot. She is a gym freak, and her body shows that. She has large breasts, and she flaunted them a lot. She always wears low cut blouses to expose her deep cleavage, and they are cut short to expose her abs. Her face always has a naughty look on it, like she is always doing something wrong. She has brown hair, going down to her back. She always wears tight pants or a short skirt, which displayed her long toned legs and her great ass. Kareena goes through a lot of boyfriends. They are always rich and handsome, but those relationships always fizzle, shockingly. She doesn't work, because she always mooched from whoever is her current boy toy. That really bugged me. Plus, she always had an attitude, and she seemed to be a little jealous of Priya at times, probably because their parents seemed to favor Priya more than her.

Kareena has always been nice to me, and Priya seemed to look past Kareena's flaws and treated her as one of her best friends. If she's good enough for Priya, she's good enough for me. But, Kareena always seemed really flirty around me. It might just be the way she is, but it bugs me all the same. But, Kareena is really fun to be around, and she can always make me laugh, so I don't dwell on it.

I opened the door and see Kareena standing there in a tight pink blouse that exposes her bountiful cleavage. I couldn't help but glance down at her chest before looking into her eyes. She noticed.

"Hi, Gaurav." She purred.

"Hi, Kareena." I said, uncomfortably.

She walked in and shakes her jean-clad ass as she walked to the kitchen to meet with the others. We all talk for awhile, before we settled in to eat. Priya sat next to me as we ate, and Kareena sat across from me. It's a struggle for me to keep my eyes on hers, and by the look on her face, I can tell she knows that. She knows what she does to men. The rest of the night was a bit uncomfortable, but it got pretty fun by the end. Ramesh and Rani are staying here for the next few days, so they prepared for bed. As Kareena left, she gave me a tight hug, and I could feel her big breasts squash against my chest. She gave me a smirk as she turned and left.

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The day was Thursday, and it was the day of my bachelor party. I was not looking forward to it. It's not that I don't enjoy partying and stuff, but it was that I know they were getting me a stripper, and that might not be the best thing for me in my current condition. Priya is a great girl, and she believes in a lot of things, like no cursing, and no sex before marriage. That's fine, and I agreed to support her with both of those things. That means that I haven't had sex in a while, and it was one of the reasons I can't wait to get this wedding over with. I love having sex, but at this point, the last thing I want is to go to a place with beautiful naked women writhing around.

The bachelor party is like a rite of passage, so Raj, my best friend, and a bunch of my other buddies were insisting on throwing the best bachelor party they could. So, now we are in a hotel, waiting for the strippers to arrive. There was a knock on the door, and Raj let in the two strippers.

One of them was named Ragini. She was gorgeous, with a nice ass and good sized breasts. The other was a voluptuous woman named Sonakshi. She was absolutely gorgeous. She had long, straight, black hair, dark chocolate skin, a nice round ass, and very large breasts. Her body is perfectly proportioned, her thin waist showing she is in great shape. Raj talked to both of them. At one point, they all glance at me. Sonakshi licked her lips. Then, the strippers went to one of the bedrooms. After a few minutes, they emerged.

Ragini was wearing a purple bra and a matching purple thong. Sonakshi was wearing a stretchy pink bra, and some matching short shorts. The lights are dimmed, some rap music is turned on, and they start to dance in front of me. My eyes tended to stay on Sonakshi, and I think Ragini started to notice, so she jumped on my lap. She rubbed her decent sized breasts against my chest, an as she did, she undid her bra and peeled it off, revealing her perky breasts, nipples hard. She pulled my head down and rubbed her breasts against my face. I closed my eyes and let this wash over me. She started to grind against my hardening dick. I could tell she was getting a little turned on. Finally, Sonakshi put her hand on Ragini's shoulder and pulled her away so she could take her turn.

Sonakshi stood up on the couch in front of me. She started to twirl her hips in front of me. I was mesmerized by her sexy body. She turned around and started to shake her sexy, large booty in my face. It's not crazy big, like some guys like, but it was large, round, and firm, and it pushed away from her back like a shelf. The bottom halves of her ass cheeks hung out of her shorts. She started to lower her shorts in front of me, until her ass cheeks emerged, bare, divided by a hot pink thong. She stepped out of her shorts and rubbed my face against her ass. She turned around and dropped into my lap. I let out a groan as she temporarily knocked the air out of me. She peeled off her bra, and there sat her massive breasts. They looked so perfect. She grabed my hands and placed them on her ass. Then, she rose up and forced my face against her luscious breasts. I started drowning in their softness. Memories of my past flashed into my mind. Sweaty tangled bodies, large breasts bouncing, un-imagined pleasure. I returned to the present. I suddenly realized I shouldn't be doing this. I started to panic, and she noticed.

"Calm down baby, it's okay." She whispered into my ear, so no one around can hear. ”I know you been watching me all night. You can't take your eyes off of me. Wanna do something about it? Want to get it out of your system?"

I started to panic again. Is she offering what I think she's offering? I can't do this. I pushed her away, and stood up.

"All right, all right." I said laughing as everyone groans. "Hey guys, I don't want this to go too far." I said. They groan but comply. I mainly spend the rest of the night talking to my friends and drinking. My friends got their money's worth on the strippers, as they hang around, dancing for everyone. As they finally prepared to leave, Sonakshi bounced over to me, leaned into my ear, and whispered, "If you ever want to get it out of your system, let me know."

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The day was Saturday, and I just got married. It was the greatest day of my life. We were surrounded by all my friends and family. It was a lovely ceremony as I married the love of my life, the woman I always wanted to be with. In all the times I thought about getting married, the one thing I didn't envision was how horny I would be, all day long. I just wanted to get to our honeymoon suite and make love to my wife. But we had to perform all the things necessary on a wedding day. The ceremony, the pictures, the reception, etc. I just wanted to get it over with. As I danced with my wife at the reception, I looked around the dance floor. I noticed all the good looking women at the ceremony, and had a quick thought that of all the adult women at the ceremony, my wife, by far, had the smallest breasts. Jacqueline, the maid of honor, Kareena, her older sister, Rani, her mother, and all the others were quite sizable in that sense. I quickly squashed this thought, and continued to dance.

Now, I stand in the bathroom looking at the mirror. I'm a married man. My wife was my true love, the woman I wanted to be with. Right? Did I regret this? Did I make the right choice? I smile to myself. Yes. Yes I did. I head out into the honeymoon suite, where my wife is waiting, ready to make this marriage official.

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It was just the beginning of spring, a few months after the wedding. Married life has been great. We were having a great time together. Our sex life was great. I have never been this happy. Today is a Saturday. Priya is talking on the phone with Kareena, talking about how she has to go in to work today. This call goes on for awhile, before she had to end it and start getting ready to go. Priya gave me a kiss before she went out to her car and drove away. I had a nice day of lying around and watching baseball planned out. About an hour later, there was a knock at the door. I got up and opened it. There stood Kareena, wearing tight black pants and a tight yellow, stretchy top. Her hair looked tussled.

"Hey Kareena, what's up?" I asked.

"Well, I just finished up at the gym, and I thought I could swing by and have a swim in your pool." She said, stepping in.

"Okay." I said. Kareena walked by and dropped her gym bag. She opened it up and dug through it.

"Damn, I forgot my bikini. Do you think Priya would mind if I borrowed one of hers?" Kareena asked.

"I don't see why she would." I said to her back as she was already walking into the bedroom. Kareena shut the door. I waited in the living room, until she emerged wearing a black bikini that looked way too small for her.

"God, this barely fits, but it was the only two-piece I could find." Kareena said. She adjusted her top and her boobs jiggled as she did so. The bottoms rode up high on her legs. "I've never seen so many one-piece bikinis in my life. How often does she wear this one?" Kareena asked.

"Not much." I said, drinking in her awesome body.

"So, are you gonna join me?" she asked, shaking her hair.

"Yeah, I'll see you out there." I told her. Kareena smiled, turned, and walked outside. I watched her ass shake as the bikini rode up her ass. I shook some lewd thoughts out of my head as I went to get my suit on. As I shut the door to my bedroom, I saw the pile of Kareena's clothes on the floor. On top of it were her thong panties. God, what I wouldn't give to see her in those. Wait, what am I thinking? I shook my head again and put my suit on. I went outside and see her dive perfectly into the water. Kareena emerged with her back to me. She looks down and fixes her top. She turned and smiled.

"Oops, my boobs fell out." She said, turning and displaying the fact that her top was covering her boobs again. I was definitely disappointed.

"Come on. Jump in." Kareena suggested. I dove in. I swam around a bit, as does she, before she walked up the stairs and out of the pool. She grabbed a towel and started to dry herself off.

"So, Priya's gone all day?" She asked, as she leaned over to dry off her legs. My eyes couldn't help but jump to her cleavage. She looked up at me as my eyes darted away.

"Yeah, she's working on this big case." I said.




"Got any plans?" she asked, straightening up.

"No, not really." I said.

"So, you wanna hang out? I got nothing better planned." She said.

"Uh, sure. What do you want to do?" I asked.

"Well, the first thing I want to do is eat. I'm starving. I could really go for some of that great spaghetti you make." Kareena said with a smile. I smiled.

"Well, at least someone appreciates my cooking." I said, smiling as I stepped out of the pool. She laughed.

"Gaurav, you're a kick ass cook. I can't believe Priya doesn't like your food. She's such a freak sometimes." Kareena said smiling. I smiled as we walked inside. I changed back into my clothes, and she showered and changed into her clothes too.

"God, today's gonna be so much fun." She said. I was getting the stuff ready to cook. She started to help. She bent over to get out the pots. The thong she was wearing is pulled up above her pants, so it was clearly visible. She stood back up and put the pots on the counter. In no time at all, the spaghetti was ready, and we were sitting at the table, eating.

"Mmm, this is so good." She said

"Thanks." I replied.

"I love spaghetti. It's good for stamina." She said.

"Hmm." I said, nodding. We finished up, and I cleaned the dishes. I turned back to her.

"So, what do you want to do?" I asked her. She smirked.

"To be honest, Gaurav, I think we should just get naked and fuck each other." Kareena said, very matter-of-factly. I stepped back in shock.

"What?!" I said, alarmed. She started to walk towards me.

"You heard me. Priya will never know. And it's obviously what you've always wanted." Kareena said like it was incredibly obvious.

"Kareena, I don't want to have sex with you." I told her. She laughed.

"Yeah right. You are always checking me out. I'm surprised Priya hasn't noticed. But, she has always been pretty clueless." Kareena said.

"Excuse me?!" I said, angry.

"You know it's true. Priya is an idiot. I mean, what's up with her no swearing, no sex before marriage, one-piece bikini bullshit. She's obviously not woman enough for a man like you. You look at every woman you pass by. You're a very dirty boy, and she's clueless for not noticing it." Kareena said, standing with her hip pointed and her hands gesturing in the air.

"Kareena, I love my wife more than anything. And I won't have you come into my house and insult her honor like this!" I said angrily.

"Insult her honor? Ha! What the hell are you talking about? Gaurav, face it, she's dumb, and she's ugly. A man like you shouldn't be dragged down by an ugly retard like her! You deserve a woman like me, and you know it. Compare her to me. I'm a fucking goddess. She's an ugly troll! " Kareena yelled out.

"You will get the heck out of my house now!" I yelled out, as angry as I've ever been.

"That's not what you really want. You want to rip off my clothes, throw me on your bed, and fuck me till I scream!" she said, her face filled with passion.

"That's the last thing I want Kareena. So will you please leave my house now." I said, gesturing her to walk out. Kareena stepped over to me and grabbed my penis in her hand.

"If that's the last thing you want, then why is your cock so fucking hard." She said, running her hand up and down my hard penis. I was taken aback.

"My, My penis is hard, because...." I stumbled out, before she interrupted.

"Cut the crap, Gaurav! It's not a penis. It's a cock. Jesus, she's starting to get to you. I'll work that out of you fast. Just admit that you want to put your huge throbbing cock in my tight little pussy, and then we'll get down to business." Kareena said.

"Kareena, you aren't half the woman Priya is." I yelled out, shoving her hand away from me. Kareena laughed.

"Are you kidding! Gaurav, look at my tits!" Kareena said. I couldn't help but glance down at her huge breasts.

"Gaurav, Priya is flat as a board. Men like you deserve a woman with big fucking tits. Look at my fucking tits. Imagine, when you make me your woman, these will be all yours. You are obsessed these things, imagine playing with them whenever you want, squeezing them. They are so soft. They are even perkier than you imagine. God, I'm so hot right now." Kareena said.

"Just because you have big breasts doesn't make you a better woman." I said.

"Yeah, it does. You love women with big tits. Who doesn't? No one would blame you for fucking me. Cause I am the better woman. If you don't think my tits are enough, how about the fact that I'm smarter, I'm way fucking prettier, I have better hair, better legs, a way better ass, a tighter pussy, and I'm in much better shape. I can fuck for hours." Kareena said.

"You're a slut. I don't deal with sluts." I said.

"Duh. Of course I'm a slut. Sluts like me fuck their sister's husbands. And that's why you love me. Because I'm a slut who will do anything. Any position, any way you want. I bet she only fucks in the missionary position." Kareena said. I looked down. "God, it's true. God what a dumb ass she is. I bet she makes you wear a condom every time you fuck, too." I looked down again. "Ha" Kareena laughed.
"Get out of my house, now!" I said, incensed.

"Gaurav, this is a one-time offer. I don't like being denied. If you turn this down, you will never get another chance. You will always wonder what could have been. You will always wonder what these tits look like. You will never see any like these again. So, why take the risk? Just let go. Let's take our clothes off, go into your bedroom, and fuck each others brains out for the rest of the day." Kareena offered.

"Leave." I said simply.

"The minute I leave, you'll be kissing these jugs goodbye forever. You'll never get to see them. We both know you want them. I'll tell you what. Just indulge me for a few minutes. Let's talk about my tits for a few minutes. If you describe what you think about them, honestly, then I will walk out, if you still want me too. Okay? Does that sound good?" She said quietly.

"You're saying that if I talk about your b-breasts..." I started

"Tits. My tits, Gaurav." She said suggestively.

"Fine. If I describe what I think of your tits, then you will leave." I said.

"Of course." Kareena said quietly with a smile.

"Fine, they're really big, okay?" I said

"How big?" She asked.

"Okay, they're huge. You have massive tits. You have big, beautiful jugs. They jiggle when you walk. You satisfied?" I asked.

"Finally, you're being honest with me! But I'm not quite satisfied. Don't you really wish that your wife had huge tits like mine?" Kareena asked.

"Yes. I wish she did, okay? I wish my wife had huge jugs like yours. That's the one thing I would change about her." I said angrily.

"Yeah, the one thing!" Kareena said sarcastically. "It's too bad." She said. She started to walk towards me. I backed up into a wall. She pressed herself against me and grabbed my hard cock again. "It's too bad you'll never want to fuck your wife again after today. Because right now, I'm gonna suck your cock. You're huge, throbbing cock. And then we are gonna fuck on your bed. And once that happens, you'll never fuck your ugly ass wife again." Kareena said. Her hand reached into my shorts and took a hold of my cock.

"Oh god." I said, responding to her touch. I can't push her away. She fished my dick out of my shorts, and it popped out and pointed directly at her, nine inches and thick. My shorts dropped to the ground.

"Wow, you're big. Perfect for a slut like me." She said. She kneeled onto her knees. She started stroking my dick. Pre-cum dripped out of the head. I try to pushed her hands away, but she brushed them off. "Your dick is telling me that you really like this." She whispered. She opened her mouth, and shoved my dick into it. She inhaled my cock, getting all of it into her mouth, her throat massaging the head.

"Oh my god." I said, looking up. Her tongue was all over my cock. Her mouth felt so good. I shouldn't let this happen, but this whore is sucking my dick so freaking well. Her mouth goes up and down as she bobbed her head on my cock. She pulled my dick out of her mouth. My dick emerged, covered in her drool. Some of the spit connected my dick to her mouth.

"Mmm, your dick tastes so good. I knew it would." She said. She smiled evilly and stood up. "I would finish you off, but I don't think that's what either of us want. How about we just cut the foreplay, and get down to business." She said, smiling. She grabbed my hand and led me to my bedroom. We walked into the bedroom and she shoved me against a wall. Before I could react, she shoved her tongue in my mouth. I couldn't help but go along with it. We started swapping spit as her hand stroked my dick again. I can't believe this. I'm French kissing my wife's sister. My sister-in-law. And she's so good at kissing, and she sucked my dick so well. She pulled my shirt off so I'm completely naked. She gave me one last peck. Then, she pulled away.

"Okay Gaurav, sit on the bed." Kareena said. She pushed me to the bed, and I can't fight it. I sat on the bed, confused how I ended up here. She looked down at me, breathing hard. She smiled wide.

"All right baby. You've just got to do one thing before I get naked and we do the nasty. Just admit you want to fuck me. That is all that is separating you from this body." She said. I shook my head.

"I can't. I can't betray my wife like this." I said, sadly. I knew where this was gonna end up.

"Gaurav, would it help if I show you my underwear? I know you want to see my thong." She said. "Gaurav, I've already sucked your dick. What more harm would it be to see me in my underwear?" she added. I shook my head, and then I looked up at her and nodded.

"There you go. I knew it would help." She said. She grabbed the bottom of her blouse and lifted her top up and off. There she stood, in a lacy white bra. I can make out the outline of her hard nipples through the fabric. She leaned over and pulled her pants down before she stepped out of them. There Kareena stood, in her bra and matching thong panties. The panties barely covered her pussy. There was a big wet spot on the front of her panties. She turned around and shows me her amazing, heart-shaped ass, with the thong fabric going between her muscular cheeks. Then she turned and faced me.

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"Okay Gaurav, the moment of truth. Admit you want to fuck this body, and it's all yours." She said. She reached behind her back and unsnapped her bra. She toyed with it, waiting for my answer.

"I want to fuck you, Kareena." I admitted, finally. "I want to fuck you so fucking hard. I always have. I love your huge fucking tits. I think about them every day. They are just so big." I said, looking at her, pleading to see them.

"If you had the choice of seeing my tits or fucking your wife, what would you choose?" she asked, smiling evilly.

"I'd choose your tits, without question." I said. Then, she smiled, and finally let the bra fall to the floor. For the first time, my eyes were able to feast on Kareena's big, bare tits. Her nipples were hard, surrounded by large, smooth, areolas. My jaw dropped, not believing this sight. Her tits were amazingly firm, with very little sag. She bent over and slipped off her thong. I looked down at her neatly trimmed pussy, just the way I like them. I started stroking my cock as she rubbed her pussy.

"Alright, baby, it's time to fuck!" she said. She pushed me onto my back. I pulled my legs up onto the bed. Kareena straddled me and sat on my stomach. She leaned over and stuck her tongue in my mouth again. We furiously made out for a few minutes. Her tits pressed against my chest, and I can feel her hard nipples against me. I'm done resisting. I let my hands roam all over her back, and I let them roam down to her ass. I squeezed her muscular ass as I humped my cock against her, searching for her pussy. She pulled back and smiled.

"Okay love. This is it. You realize that you're about to have the best sex of your life. One long, hot session, of crazy, mind blowing, fucked up sex. You'll never be able to go back to Priya after this. You will never be the same after today." She reached under herself and grabbed my hard dick. She gave it a few quick strokes, then pointed it up at her pussy. She lowered her soaking wet pussy towards it. The tip of my cock pressed against her pussy. Then, the tip of my cock slipped into her.

"Oh my god!" I grunted out. Kareena lowered herself down further, and my cock went farther and farther inside her. Soon, I am all the way inside of her. Her pussy is wrapped around my cock, all the way to the base of it. She tightened the muscles in her pussy around my cock.

"You like that? You like my tight pussy around your big cock?" Kareena asked, her hands pushing on my chest to hold herself up. The pleasure I felt is greater than anything I've ever felt. Her pussy is easily the best I've ever felt. She's doing things to my cock I didn't think were possible.

"Oh god! It's amazing!" I said, out of breath. Then, she started to bounce on my dick. At first, the bounces are small, but then, she started rocking her body all the way up and down my cock, slamming herself on me. I looked up and saw her huge tits just bouncing everywhere. I can't resist. I reached up, and wrapped both of my hands around her tits. I squeezed them over and over again, not believing what I'm feeling. I pinched her nipples, and she groaned. Then, she reached to my head and grabbed it. She pulled me up so my face went straight in between her tits. She rubbed them all over my face, and I just take it. She bounced even harder on my dick, as I pounded up into her. I opened my mouth and licked all over her breasts as they rubbed all over me. My mouth found her nipple, and I sucked on it hard as we both grunted in pleasure. This position is uncomfortable for me, so despite the great view I had, I wrapped my hands around her, and turned her so she fell onto her back on the bed. I followed her so my cock stayed inside her, and now I'm on top of her. She looked up into my eyes. I looked down at her, with a mix of disgust and absolute lust.

"You're loving this, aren't you? You must be if your dick is so hard." Kareena said, smiling wide. I looked down at her and started pounding her pussy.

"Oh, Gaurav. You must not like your wife that much if you're pounding a slut like me so hard? Am I right?" she asked.

"Yes, you're right." I said, giving her what she wanted to hear. I pounded her harder.

"Oh, fuck me, Gaurav. You don't even like your wife, do you? What kind of "happily married man" looks at other women like you do? You dream about cheating on her, don't you? You hate your wife! She's an ugly piece of shit who is clueless about men. The only women you care about are sluts like me. Tell me! Tell me I'm right. Tell me how much you hate your wife!" she screamed out. I can't resist doing what she told me.

"YES. I fucking hate my wife. She's so fucking ugly. I can't stand to be seen with her. The only reason I married her is to be closer to you. I love cheating on her, because I love whores like you. Sluts like you are real women. You sluts care about your men, plus sluts like you always have big tits. I can't fucking stand flat-chested women." I said, without thinking, as I pounded into her as hard as I can. I stuck my face between her heaving breasts. I'm surrounded on all sides by her tits.

"Oh god, Gaurav, you're gonna make me cum! Tell me how much you love me! Tell me you love me more than your wife!" Kareena screamed, digging her nails hard into my back. She needed to hear it. She needed to hear him say it.

"I love you Kareena! I love you so much more than my wife! You're such a huge slut! I wish I married you!" I screamed out.

"OH YES! OH FUCK! YES!" she screamed. Her pussy tightened around my cock spasmodically as she came hard on my cock. The pleasure is too much for me to take. I started cumming inside her. I kept pounding her as hard as I could, as I came harder than I ever have. I released load after load into her. Finally, we both collapsed onto the bed, exhausted. I rolled off of her and my dick popped out of her pussy. It was still hard, and covered with our combined juices. We are both breathing hard, coming down from our high. Rrrinngg! The phone rang. I considered ignoring the call, but I decided to grab it.

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"Hello?" I said, out of breath.

"Hey, baby, it's me." Priya said.

"Oh, hi honey." I said, panicking due to the fact that I'm lying in bed with my wife's hot naked older sister while talking to my wife.

"How's your day going? Why are you out of breath?" she asked, genuinely curious, as she always was. Meanwhile, Kareena has perked up, knowing that I'm talking to my wife. She smiled evilly and crawled along the bed, her massive tits hanging down. She got between my legs, took my cock into her hand, and started stroking me as she looked up at me.

"Uh, it's been fine. Just got in from a run. What do you need?" I asked, wanting to know why she called in the middle of the day.

"Well, I'm done here at work, but the car is messing up again, so I had to have it towed. I was wondering if you could pick me up. I was thinking I could get a table over at Chili’s and we could meet for lunch, then we'll drive back" she suggested. My cock is now at full hardness again, as Kareena stroked me. I needed to get Priya off the phone, now, before she figured out what was going on.

"Yeah, that sounds good. Listen, I gotta go. I'll see you soon, okay baby." I said quickly.

"All right. I love you." Priya said.

"I love you too." I said quickly and hung up the phone.

"What does she want?" Kareena said with disgust as she jacked my dick. The impact of what we just did was starting to hit me. I brushed her hands off of me and stood up.

"I gotta go. She needs me to pick her up." I said, not looking at Kareena.

"Fuck her. Let her wait. What do you care? You hate her as much as I do." She said incredulously.

"I love Priya." I said quietly, turning away from her.

"Well, that's not what you said while you were fucking me. All you could go on about was how much you hated her." Kareena said, wrapping her hair around her finger.

"I just got lost in the moment." I said.

"No you didn't. You really hate your wife." Kareena said.

"No I don't. Listen, what happened was a mistake. You should leave. This can never happen again." I told her.

"Gaurav, don't feel guilty. You loved it as much as I did. As much as you think you love your wife, you know that we're going to fuck each other again and again and again. You love me. You love me more than you ever loved that hag wife of yours." Kareena said.

"Why do you hate Priya so much?" I asked, curious.

"I hate her for the same reason you do. She's ugly, she's dumb, she's stuck up. She thinks she's hot shit. She thinks she's better than everyone, just because she's a fancy lawyer. She acts like she brings in all this money, but she brings in nothing. You're the bread winner in the house, baby. She always lectures me about getting a job, but it's clear she's the idiot. All she cares about is herself, and looking important and respectable. But real women like me don't kid ourselves. Men don't care about responsibility. All men care about is having great sex with hot babes. I care for my men. Oh, do I care for them. And in return, they give me whatever I want. Everyone wins." Kareena said, finishing her speech. As much as I hated to admit it, my cock was getting harder. I had to get away.

"Kareena, I need to go pick Priya up. You need to leave." I told her. Kareena rolled her eyes.

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"Alright Gaurav, I'll make you a deal. If you ignore your wife, and stay here and play with me some more, I'll let you fuck me in the ass." She said, turning away, and pointing her perfect ass at me. My eyes widen in shock. Kareena looks back at me "C'mon, Gaurav. You know only want to do it. Only real sluts like me let their man fuck their ass. And you're my man now, Gaurav." Kareena said. I just stand there, really tempted. Her ass looks so fucking good. "C'mon, Gaurav, we both know you're going to do it. Here, I'll spread the cheeks for you." She said, using her chest to hold her weight as she reached behind her and spread the cheeks. I could see Kareena's asshole.

"I've never fucked a girl in the ass." I said, staring at her ass.

"Well if you ever want to, now is the time, because we both know Priya will never let you, as if anyone would want to fuck her ass." Kareena said. I still couldn't get myself to go over, despite wanting too. "Okay Gaurav, how about you just put the tip of your dick in my ass, then you can go. Then you can said you've fucked a girl in the ass, okay?" Kareena offered. I nod.

"Okay, but just the tip, okay. I don't want to fuck you again. I just want to know what it feels like." I said, justifying my actions.

"Okay Gaurav." She said with a smile. I went over and got on my knees behind her on the bed. I grabbed my rock hard cock and put it against her asshole. I pushed into her until my cock slip into her, her juices lubricating my dick. I just pushed the tip inside. The pleasure was amazing.

"Oh god, Gaurav. Your dick is so big! God, it feels so good doesn't it?" She asked.

"Yes!" I grunted out in pleasure.

"Listen Gaurav. You'll need to cum before you leave. If you show up to Priya with your dick as hard as a rock, she'll know something is up. She knows she could never turn on a man that much." Kareena said. She's right. Priya would start to ask questions if she saw me as hard as I am now. I'd better just fuck Kareena's ass, to protect our marriage. I started to push my dick deeper into her ass. Soon, I got my dick all the way inside her ass.

"Uhh, there you go, Gaurav. Fuck me. Fuck my whore ass!" she screamed out. Kareena was now on her hands and knees as I fucked her ass as hard as I can. Her massive tits are swaying below her as I fucked her.

"God, it feels so good!" I yelled out. I reached under her and cupped her breasts in my hands. I squeezed over and over again. "I love fucking you so much. I fucking love your body." I told her, pounding her.

"Ugh, Gaurav! Keep fucking me! You love my body more than you love your wife, don't you?" she screamed out, shoving her ass back at me.

"YES! I do!" I screamed out.

"You love me more than your wife, don't you?!" she screamed out.

"Yes, oh god yes!" I said.

"You'll give me whatever I want, right Gaurav?" she asked.

"Anything!" I screamed out. 'As long as I can fuck you!"

"Oh baby, we'll be fucking for a long, long time." She said. The fucking continues for awhile, with neither of us wanting it to end. Then, my cell phone started to ring. I let it ring. Kareena grabbed my phone, flipped it open, and looked at it.

"It's your wife. Probably wants to know what's taking you so long." Kareena said. I look at the clock. Shit! It's been a half hour since she called. The phone stopped ringing.

"Aahh, she left you a message. Let's have a listen." Kareena said. Suddenly, Priya's voice emerged from the phone.

"Hey Gaurav, just wondering what's taking you so long. I'm getting kinda worried. Call me when you get this." Priya said.

"She's getting worried, Gaurav. If you want, you could stop pounding my hot ass and call her back, or we could keep going till you cum in my ass. What do you think?" Kareena asked, looking over her shoulder, smiling lewdly. I grabbed her hips and started pounding her ass harder. She smiled, and tossed the phone away. She started screaming.

"Oh Gaurav! You're doing it. You're gonna make me cum! OH, FUCK!" she yelled. Her asshole clenched around my cock as she came. I couldn't hold back anymore. I started cumming in her ass. I was cumming in buckets. Finally, after a minute, it stopped. I fell to my back, completely drained. I was breathing hard. Kareena was on her stomach, gathering her strength back. I can see my cum leaking out of her ass. She got up and crawled over to me. She laid her body on mine. She leaned down and slipped her tongue into my mouth. We started to make out, again. Unbelievably, my dick started to get hard again. She could feel it poking at her. She leaned up, and, without taking her tongue from my mouth, grabbed my dick, and slid it into her pussy. She started bouncing on it again. I could feel her tits sliding against my chest. I pounded up into her as she came down on me. This session wouldn't last very long. I quickly rolled us both over. Our mouths separated. Her eyes flash in shock and lust. I took her legs, put them on my shoulders, and rolled her up so her face is in between her legs. I started pounding her as hard as I could, again.

"Pound me, Gaurav. Pound me!" she encouraged. Our sweat was intermingling as we fucked. I grunted and moaned as I pounded her. The phone rang again, but I ignored it as I kept on sliding my cock into Kareena’s hot pussy for a few more minutes. I finally came in her again as she came one last time. I rolled off of her completely exhausted. We lied in bed for a few minutes, getting our strength back. Finally, she stood up. I could see her perfect ass wiggle as she walked across the room. She started to talk as she put her clothes back on.
"Well, Gaurav, I know that if I let you, you'd be in here all day with me. But, I've got shit to do, and you've got to explain to your wife why you're an hour late. So, I'll see you later, lover." She finished, as she put her shirt on, and was now fully clothed again. She walked out of the room and out of the house. Now I am alone and naked on the bed. I get my bearings back, and the full gravity of what I just did hit me. I just cheated on my wife. I cheated on her with her sister, and it was the best sex of my life. I should be more disgusted with myself than I am. I just can't believe I did this to my wife. I love Priya. I should have never even thought about sex with Kareena, let alone actually doing it. I look at the clock. Kareena's right; it's been over an hour since Priya called. I stood up. I've got some explaining to do.

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Somehow, I was able to smooth things over with Priya. She was pissed when I called, but I told her that I was helping this guy who was having car problems, and that I lost track of time. She seemed to accept that, but she wasn't in the best of moods while we ate our lunch. I promised to make it up to her with a nice dinner.

So, we were both in the house later that day. She was more cheerful now than she was before. I was getting started on dinner as she was getting changed. I had changed the sheets on the bed, to cover my tracks. The guilt was absolutely killing me. I was now an adulterer. I've become the type of person I've always hated. I cheated on my wife, with my sister-in-law. And the sex was amazing. My dick was getting hard just thinking about it. I shook my head, clearing the thoughts of Kareena out of my head. I should probably just bite the bullet, and confess everything to Priya. But, I don't want to hurt her. She would fall apart if she knew I fucked her older sister. So, maybe I shouldn't tell her. But, no matter what, I gotta tell Kareena that what happened between us was a one time thing.


Priya came back downstairs, dressed more casually.

"Mmm, smells good." She said, walking into the room. She came up behind me and hugged me.

"I love you baby." She said.

"I love you too." I told her. Then, there was a knock at the door.

"I'll get it." She said. She walked out of the room. Curious, I followed her. Priya opened the door, and there stood Kareena, as sexy as ever. She was wearing low-cut jeans, and a tight, low-cut red blouse and high heels.

"Hey sis!" Priya said happily.

"Hey!" Kareena said. She walked in, smiling, and hugged Priya. "That blouse looks great on you." Kareena added.

"Oh, thanks!" Priya said. Kareena looked at me.

"Hi, Gaurav. It's been way too long since we last saw each other." She said. I smile nervously as she hugged me. The feel of her boobs against me started to get me hard again.

"So, what brings you here?" Priya asked.

"Well, I've kinda had a bad day. I was thinking we could all hang out tonight?" Kareena asked.

"Well, we've got this big dinner planned..." I started quickly.

"Oh, that's nonsense. Of course you can hang out with us." Priya interrupted.

"Thanks." Kareena said. Kareena was obviously lying through her teeth. I had to follow behind them as we walked to the kitchen. I couldn't help but stare at Kareena's jiggling ass. They started chatting in the kitchen like best friends while I continued making the dinner. Kareena was very nice and complimentary to Priya. This was hours after she screamed out how much she hated Priya. Kareena must be playing it up to get to me.

"Mmm, Gaurav, that smells so good. You know how I love what you cook up." Kareena said.

"Uh, thanks." I said uncomfortably. I cooked up the dinner, now for three. I finished up as they chatted and we sat at the table. Kareena sat across me, and Priya sat to my left. As I hear Kareena tell Priya some BS she made up about the bad things that happened to her today, I could feel Kareena push her bare foot against my crotch, rubbing my cock to full hardness. Priya completely bought in to what Kareena said.

"Oh yeah, I haven't told you yet. I got a new boyfriend." Kareena said with a big smile. She looked right at me, then back to Priya.

"Oh really, what's he like?" Priya asked, intrigued. Priya had never seemed to notice the fact that her sister is a gold digger, and a slut. She was kinda clueless to what kind of person Kareena really is.

"He's great. I think he might be the one, sis. He's a hunk, he's loaded, and we have a ton in common. We love the same things. We hate the same things. It's great." Kareena said, obviously talking about me.

"That's great. What's his name?" Priya asked.

"Actually, his name's Gaurav, too." Kareena said. Priya laughs.

"Ha, weird." Priya said. "Both of us might end up with a guy named Gaurav." Kareena was loving the fact that she was getting away with telling Priya so much about our affair without Priya figuring it out. We ate our dinner, with Kareena massaging my dick while providing me a great view of her ample cleavage.

"Well, I'd better get going. Leave you two lovebirds alone." Kareena said.

"Yeah, I might have to cook up something special for Gaurav once you leave." Priya said, being uncommonly flirty.

"Ooh, well I'll leave you two to that." Kareena said, smiling. She got up and grabbed her purse. She hugged her sister, then she hugged me. Her body felt so good against me. She pulled away and walked out. We shut the door. Then, Priya came over into my arms and kissed me. We pecked at each other for about a minute when there is another knock at the door. I walked over and open it. It's Kareena, again.

"Hey, sorry. My car's not starting. I was wondering if Gaurav could help me out." Kareena said. I knew this was not a good idea, but I had no way to say it.

"What's up with all the car problems today?" Priya said.

"Yeah, I know. I'll be right back." I said. I walked outside as Kareena shut the door and followed. We walked to her car, which was a very nice BMW, and I opened the hood. I looked inside, and she came up next to me and did the same.

"Gaurav, there's nothing wrong with the car. I just wanted to get you away from her. I don't know how you could stand listening to her babble on like an idiot. Thank god I got you out of there, right?" Kareena said.

"Kareena, my wife is not an idiot." I said. Kareena started to imitate my wife

"Huh, your boyfriend, and my husband have the same name. Huh, huh." Kareena said, imitating my wife to make her sound like a retard. "I mean, come on, Gaurav, how can she not figure it out?" Kareena added.

"Kareena, what happened between us can't..." I started.

"Shh, listen Gaurav. I want you to go inside and tell my sister that you're giving me a ride home, and you'll be right back. We'll talk about you and me in the car, okay?" Kareena said. I nodded. I went inside, talked to Priya, and grabbed my keys. I came back outside. Kareena was waiting next to the passenger door. I opened the doors, and she got in. I got in the driver's seat. I started the car and backed out.

"We'll pick up my car tomorrow. I'm sure you'll be able to fix it up by then. To be honest, I'm getting bored with this car, anyway. Maybe you can buy me a new one. I'd really like a sports car." Kareena said.

"Kareena, you have the wrong idea about me. I love my wife. I am satisfied with her. What we did can never happen again." I told her.

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"Gaurav, it's okay to feel guilty. You love me more than your wife. All you think about is fucking me. The only time you were truly happy was when you were fucking me. So why don't you just accept the truth, and be happy. Join me, Gaurav, and we'll be together forever." Kareena said. We stopped at a stoplight.

"Kareena, I just don't know." I told her, hating myself. Kareena reached over and grabbed my cock through my pants.

"Mmm, you're hard as a rock. We both know you'll be fucking me as soon as we get to my place. But, I don't think you'll make it. Here, let me make you feel better." She said. Kareena unzipped my pants and took out my cock. She stroked it a few times, then leaned over and took my cock in between her soft wet lips. She started bobbing on my cock. Her tongue was everywhere. I could see her thong sticking out of her pants as she sucked me. The light changed, and I started driving. I could barely focus on the road.

"God, Kareena, you give the best blowjobs." I told her, resting my hand on top of her head. She groaned and sucked harder. I started swerving on the road. I just couldn't focus. Kareena took me out of her mouth, which was covered in drool and my pre-cum.

"Gaurav, your cock tastes so good." She said. She took me in her mouth again and sucked me hard. She leaned up to me and pulled herself close.

"Gaurav, I can't wait any longer. I'm so fucking horny. We've got to fuck right NOW! Pull over somewhere. We've got to do it." Kareena said quickly. Her panic was contagious. I pulled over into the parking lot of a bookstore. She got out and went to the backseat. I followed. She's already taking off her clothes as I get in. As I saw her pull off her blouse to reveal her massive uncovered breasts, I started to take off my clothes. I get naked and leaned back as she pulled off her pants. She straddled me on the backseat. She immediately took all of my cock into her pussy as she kissed me again. Her pussy is so wet and tight. She pressed her body against me as she bounced up and down fast on my cock. Our tongues wrestled as I reached around and squeezed her ass with both of my hands.

"God, your big fat cock feels so good in my tight little pussy." Kareena said, bouncing on me. I grunted out in agreement. The pleasure was too great for words. The feelings caused by us fucking, as well the sight of her huge tits bouncing everywhere, was too much for me to resist. I was through resisting this. She was too hot. The sex was too good. I love my wife, I do. Our relationship is great. The only weak spot in our relationship was the sex. She's simply not that good. And with Kareena, the sex was unbelievable. Kareena was right. The sex between us was bound to happen. I couldn't resist it. I was not going to fight it anymore. I'm going to sit back and just enjoy it. Plus, we had already done it. Not doing it again wasn't going to make it any better. I pounded up into her hard as she slid down on me.

"Oh, FUCK!" she moaned out in pleasure. I looked around. The windows were fogged up. Both of us were covered in sweat. Steam was coming from off her back from her exertion. She grabbed my face and shoved it in between her huge, sweaty, heaving tits. I rubbed my face on them as I pounded her.

"Do me, Gaurav! Do me! Make ME CUM!" she yelled out. "OH FUCK YES!" she screamed. She came hard on my dick. This pushed me over the edge. I started cumming inside her again. This was the best feeling I had ever had. Cumming inside my sister-in-law while fucking in the backseat of my car while my wife waited patiently at home. Cheating on my wife repeatedly with her much hotter older sister. It's bliss. I just keep shooting off inside her. After what felt like ages, I finally stopped cumming. We both collapsed, exhausted. We were both breathing hard. She looked me right in the eyes.

"That was so good. That was the best sex I've ever had Gaurav." She told me. I smiled, and she smiled back.

"Are you done being stupid Gaurav? Are you done clinging to the fact that you really care about your wife?" she asked, tightening her pussy around my cock.

"Yes, Kareena. I'm done being stupid. I love you. I love your body. I love your huge jugs." I told her.

"Well, they're all yours, baby. I'm all yours. Now, will you give me whatever I want?" Kareena asked with a pout.

"Yes, of course. You want a new car? I'll buy you a Ferrari. You want a new house? I'll buy you a mansion." I told her. She smiled wide.

"Mmm, that's right, my love. A Ferrari sounds just fine to me. And, when the time comes, you'll get me pregnant, and I'll have your baby. Mmm, I can feel your cock get harder. You really like that idea, don't you?" she asked.

"Yes. I'll get you pregnant. I can't wait." I told her. My dick was hard again.

"So, what was up with Priya being all flirty with you tonight?" she asked. She started to bounce lightly on my cock.

"I don't know." I said.

"My guess is that she noticed how fucking hot I am, and how she just can't compare, so she wants you to fuck her to prove to herself that she is attractive. Selfish bitch." Kareena said. I nodded in agreement.

"Now, Gaurav, you have a choice. You can go back home, where your wife is waiting for you to fuck her, like she obviously wants. But we both know that's not going to happen. We're going to my place. I'll dress up in some nice lingerie. I'll give you a little dance. Then, you're going to fuck me hard, again, and again, and again. Am I Right?" Kareena asked. There was no choice.

"Of course. Who would want to fuck her when they've got a slut like you?" I told her.

"That's right. She's a fucking ugly retard." She said.

"You're right." I told her.

"All right Gaurav. We'll finish this up at my place." She said, getting off my hard cock. She started to put her clothes back on, and I did the same. We both slipped back in to the front seats. She leaned over and kissed me as we got settled. We made out for a few minutes. Finally, she pulled away.

"We'd better go." She said. I started up the car, and sped away. I drove as quickly as I could. Within fifteen minutes, we were at her place. She had a small house, all to herself. I pulled up into her driveway. We both walked quickly into her house. As she shut the door, she pushed me against the door and shoved her tongue in my mouth again. We kissed for about a minute, then she pulled away again. She grabbed my hand and led me to her bedroom. She sat me on her bed.

"Alright, lover, take off your clothes and wait here. I'll be right back." She said with a big smile. She went to her dresser, opened up a drawer, grabbed some skimpy stuff and her phone, and walked into her bathroom. I took off my clothes and sat down on the black satin sheets on her bed. In the bathroom, I could hear Kareena chatting on the phone.

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Kareena was changing into her skimpiest underwear for her new boyfriend. As she did, she dialed up her sister's number. Priya picked up on the other end.

"Hello?" Priya asked.

"Hey, sis, it's me." Kareena said, as she pulled her skimpy bra cups over her nipples. "Listen, Gaurav started to feel really sick on the drive over here, and he's puking his brains out now. I don't think he'll be able to drive back until he starts feeling better." Kareena said.

"Oh my god. Dang, I wish there was a way I could get over there. Do you think he should go to the hospital?" Priya asked. Kareena pulled her skimpy g-string between her ass cheeks.

"No, sis, I think he'll be fine. I think he'll be better in a few hours. If not, then I'll drive him to the hospital. Don't worry sis. I'll take really good care of him." She said.

"Well okay, let me know if he gets any worse. And tell him I love him" Priya said.

"Yeah, okay, I'll see you tomorrow." Kareena said, turning off the phone. Kareena pulled on her skimpy nightie. She started to put her makeup on.

I was waiting in anticipation of Kareena walking out of the bathroom. After a few agonizing minutes, the door opened, and Kareena emerged. Kareena leaned against the doorframe, looking insanely hot. She had her hair done up, and had put some makeup on. Her lips looked wet and glossy. And then I looked at her body. She was wearing a see through pink nightie that ended just below her pussy. Underneath, she was wearing a pink lace bra that just covered her nipples, and a pair of skimpy pink panties. The smell of her perfume is intoxicating.

Kareena walked sexily over to me and walked right up between my legs. She bent over, put her arms around my torso, and rubbed her tits against my chest as she straightened up. Her nails ran up my back as she did so. She spun around so I could see through the nightie, her g-string running between her ass cheeks. She started dancing in front of me, hypnotizing me with her perfect body. She rubbed her ass against my cock and my chest. She teased me by lifting the nightie a little, just enough to expose her ass, then letting it drop. She continues this game as she kept dancing. Then, she grabbed my thighs and danced against me as she rubbed her ass against me.

"I'm so wet." Kareena whispered in my ear. My dick got harder, if that's possible. She kept dancing. Then, she turned to face me. She grabbed the spaghetti straps of her nightie and dropped them off her shoulders. Her nightie fell to the ground. Before I could take in her half-naked body, she pulled my face into her chest. She held my head against her as she stood up on the bed. My face rubbed against her flat stomach before settling against her pussy. She swiveled her hips, rubbing her pussy against my face. I can smell how turned on she was.

She turned around in front of me. Her perfect, heart-shaped ass was now inches from my face. She reached behind her, grabbed my head, and shoved it into her ass. She shook her ass against my face.

"Yeah baby, take it. Just take it!" she moaned out. She kept my face against her ass for a full minute, and I just took it.

"Take off my G-string, baby. Use your teeth. Bite it." Kareena ordered. She spread her cheeks and I dove in. My mouth and tongue swirled around between her cheeks, trying to get my mouth on her g-string. My tongue grazes her asshole, but I didn't care. I finally got my tongue around the string and pulled the string between my teeth. I pulled it down past her hips, and they fell to the bed. She released my face from her ass, and she stepped down to the ground. She reached behind her and unclasped her bra. It fell to the ground. There she stood, completely exposed to me again.

Kareena walked over to her night stand and grabbed a bottle from the drawer. I saw that it's baby oil. She raised her eyebrows. Then, she opened the bottle, and poured it all over her chest. She just kept pouring and pouring. She finally closed the bottle, and set it down. She spent the next five minutes rubbing the oil all over her body. Finally, she stood with her hands on her hips with one hip pointed. Her perfect body is glistening with baby oil.

"God, I love you, Kareena." I said to her, completely in awe of how sexy she was. She started walking toward me.

"No more foreplay, Gaurav. Let's just get to the fucking." She said. She shoved me down onto the bed. She got on top of me, and soon, my cock is buried in her pussy again. She started to bounce on me as my hands indulged themselves in her massive jugs. I pinched her nipples as she bounced on me. I kept squeezing her tits, not believing those sucker were real. She started bouncing harder. We were both so turned on that neither of us were going to last long. I pounded up into her as she came down on me.

"Fuck. Fuck. FUCK!" she screams out as she came, inducing me to cum in her as well. She collapsed down onto me and her tits smothered my face. My dick barely softened in her. She looked down at me. I smiled, and she did too.

"Baby, we're just getting started." She said.

The whole night was a blur of tangled limbs, oil, and satin sheets. I had endurance I didn't know I had. We just kept going and going. We both came repeatedly. I came in her pussy, in her ass, in her mouth, on her tits. It was easily the best sex either of us had ever had. We finally both fell asleep, but it was more that we just passed out. That night I slept like a rock. When I finally woke up in the morning, she was sucking my cock. She kept sucking until I came in her mouth again.

Priya called again, while we were in the shower. I was fucking Kareena from behind at the time. Kareena had a phone next to the shower so she grabbed it and started gabbing with her sister as I fucked her while squeezing her tits.
"Yeah, sis, he's feeling much better. Oh, he's in the shower right now. I wouldn't want to disturb him." Kareena said. "Okay, he'll be home soon. Okay, bye." Kareena said, ending the conversation, and tossing the phone away. She smiled at me evilly as I continued fucking her. Life was perfect.

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I got home a few hours later. Priya kept asking me how I was feeling, and I had to do the acting job of my life to not smile. She had no clue what was going on with Kareena and me. I acted like I was still recovering from being sick, because I was walking slowly. Actually, my hips were sore from fucking Kareena so much. I took a nap to recharge my strength. Then, after that, I went to act like I was working on Kareena's car. After a little bit, I told Priya I was driving Kareena's car back to her. Priya approved, of course, so I had no problems going back to see Kareena.

Once I got there, I proceeded to fuck Kareena up the ass over her couch. I had absolutely no guilt anymore about fucking Kareena. I loved being with her. I loved fucking her. I loved the fact that she was a fucking slut, a whore. I love her. An idea popped in my head.

"Kareena, do you think I should divorce Priya, and marry you? Because I'll do it, cause I love you." I told her as I pounded her whore ass.

"No, you shouldn't get a divorce. The reason us fucking is so good, is because Priya is too stupid to notice. You're cheating on your wife with her sister. That's why this is so much fun." Kareena said. "Oh fuck Gaurav. Keep pounding my ass. Don't get me wrong baby. I love you too, and we will always be together. But nothing makes me happier than the fact that the husband of my stupid little sister is obsessed with fucking me, and is repulsed by the thought of fucking her. And that's the way things will stay." Kareena said. I completely agreed. The best part of this whole thing was that we were betraying Priya's trust behind her back.

"Oh, fuck!" I called out. I started to cum in her ass. She started to cum as well. We rode out our orgasms and continued fucking until they stopped. I pulled out, and we fell to the couch. She turned to face me.

"Now, who does this big hard cock of yours belong to?" She asked.

"It's yours Kareena. I'm all yours." I told her. We started to make out. I had never been more content in my life.

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Kareena has taken over my life, and I couldn't be happier. A few weeks have passed since we got together, and they have been the best weeks of my life. I've come to realize that everything Kareena said about Priya was true. She was dumb. Kareena and I haven't exactly been subtle with the fact that we're fucking. But we both know she'd never figure it out, so we're not too worried. We had fucked a few times with Priya in the house, and she didn't notice a thing. Also, Priya really wasn't that attractive to me anymore. I can't get it up for her unless I thought about Kareena. The sex with Priya was just bad. It's almost painful it's so bad. She had no idea what she was doing.

Being with Kareena made up for all that. The crazy sex we have gets my mind off the fact that I'm married to an idiot. We have sex at least twice a day. She'll come to my work to fuck me. We just can't get enough of each other. And as I said, she has taken over my life. She calls me from her cell whenever she feels like it, and likes to tease me about what we'll do when we see each other next. I could be very busy at work, and she'll call and interrupt. But that's okay, because she'll make it up to me. Also, she was making me take down all the pictures of me and Priya on my desk at work, and they are now replaced with pictures of Kareena in various sexy poses. Also, she was making me have a picture of her big bare tits as the desktop on my computer. Honestly, none of this bothers me. The more I see of Kareena, the better.

She was getting ready to move into her new house, which was just as big as my house. To thank me for paying for it, I am gonna take the day off to christen her new house by fucking the entire day away. So overall, life was good.

Today, Priya had invited Kareena over for lunch. They were going to visit their parents for a few days, and were planning out the trip. Kareena pulled up into the driveway, and she brought her new Ferrari to a stop. Priya met her at the door.

"I still can't believe your boyfriend bought you a Ferrari. That's insane." Priya said.

"What can I say? My boyfriend really loves me. And he loves to show it." She said, looking over at me. She walked over and gave me a big hug. Priya thought nothing of it as we kept talking.

Once lunch was ready and we sat at the table to eat. Kareena sat next to me, and Priya sat across from us. Priya thought nothing of it, of course. They discussed their upcoming trip. While they talked, Kareena's hand snuck over to my lap. She unzipped my pants, and fished my hard dick out of my pants. My dick would get rock hard whenever Kareena was near. She started to stroke my dick as she talked to Priya. And Priya didn't notice a thing! Pre-cum leaked out of my dick at a steady rate as she jacked me off. She really started to get into it as she jacked my dick hard and fast. I was just looking down at my plate, trying not to moan. And, of course, Priya was completely oblivious to the whole thing. Kareena's hand spun and squeezed as she jacked me. I was almost there. I was almost ready to cum. I know that Kareena could tell. Then, the phone rang. She stopped and squeezed my dick hard.

"I'll get it." Priya said. She walked out to the kitchen. The second she leaft the room, Kareena immediately leaned over and started sucking my cock. My hand pushed on the back of her head. She massaged my nuts with her hand as she sucked me. I quickly started to cum in her mouth. I was cumming a lot. She was swallowing it as fast as she could, but there was too much for even her to take. Cum started leaking out of her mouth as she grabbed her empty glass from the table she took my dick out of her mouth. She pointed it into the glass and I came into the glass. By the time I finished, the cup is half full with my semen. She leaned back up and put the glass on the table. She smiled evilly as she looked at me, with my cum running down her chin.

"That was good." She said. She wiped her chin with her finger and licked it clean. She licked the cum off her lips as Priya walked back in.

"Alright, where were we?" Priya said, sitting down.

"I was just finishing off this delicious meal." Kareena said, as she picked up her glass and started drinking its contents down. The surrealness of this situation was mind-boggling. My sister-in-law was chugging a glass of my semen while eating lunch with me and her sister just sitting here. Priya just kept talking as Kareena finished off the glass and glanced at me as she put the glass down. They chatted away as we finished the meal. I don't know what I'll do with myself when Kareena leaves in a few days. .

 
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