Incest The Game of Sasur Bahu

[maitripatel]

Maitri....
The story is going on more than what i had expected you really have the skill and techniques to write it wonderfully..... Maybe i should learn a few tricks from you....
I would really love to use that special word for you... But.....
Thank you so very much for taking the story ahead.... Skillful excellent 2 updates

Thank you Val.

I have nothing special, a normal , nothing extra .

Thanks a lot to you because you only was demanded the story should have been a little bit different..which i tried.............

Thanks and let's go to the FINAL part.................

[maitripatel]

Thank you, friends, for sticking with the story so far.


Some people didn't like this story at all because it lacked sexual content. Others enjoyed it, while for some, it served merely as a light read to pass the time.

Anyway, whether you praised the story or criticized it—I offer my heartfelt gratitude to all of you, my friends.

Now, let's proceed to bring the story to a close... The next part is the final one.

Come along, and let's enjoy the conclusion of the story together...

[maitripatel]

Part 17 – The Finale
 
Continued from the previous where we left…………………….
 
10 Days Later
 
Menaka’s last will and testament was being read aloud. Following Raja Sahib’s death, she had become the sole owner of the entire estate, and everyone was eager to discover what provisions she had made in her will.
 
Menaka had bequeathed her entire estate to charity—earmarking funds for orphaned children, the rehabilitation of widows, religious causes, and various other philanthropic endeavors. Her parents had been struggling to bear the weight of their grief, but now, perhaps after hearing the contents of the will, they too seemed to have finally accepted the stark reality that their daughter was no longer of this world.
 
Mr. Seshadri, too, appeared calm now; yet, the haunting images of that dark Dussehra night continued to replay before his eyes. By the time the security officer and fire brigade arrived on the scene, a large section of the palace had already been reduced to ashes. Inside, the security officer discovered the badly charred remains of a woman, which Menaka’s father subsequently identified as those of his daughter. Outside, Jabbar lay dead as well. Written by Maitri.
 
Following their investigation, when the security officer discovered that the fire had been deliberately set using petrol, their suspicions—that this was Jabbar’s handiwork—were firmly substantiated. The security officer also questioned Mr. Seshadri, and ultimately, they arrived at the following conclusion:
 
Jabbar harbored an intense hatred for Raja Sahib, and it was common knowledge that he was obsessed with the idea of seizing control of the family’s mills. After Raja Sahib’s death, when Menaka decided to sell the mills to Mr. Sapru, Jabbar attempted to stop her by issuing threats; however, when Menaka refused to yield, he was driven mad with rage. On that Dussehra night, he stormed into the palace and unleashed a horrific chain of events—a deadly game in which he ultimately lost his own life as well.
 
And thus, the saga of the royal dynasty came to an end. For the people, the royal family now existed merely as a name inscribed upon the various charitable institutions and buildings constructed through the funds they had donated for social service.  Maitri's creativity.

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Over there, in the Bahamas...
 
At the airport, passengers disembarking from a flight arriving from Miami were making their way out through the security channel. Most of them were either Americans or Bahamians—save for one young woman. Possessing a killer figure, she was clad in a knee-length, yellow floral dress. Delicate straps rested upon her shoulders, and the plunging neckline of her dress exposed a generous expanse of cleavage—a sight that lured the gaze of every man present at the airport while simultaneously stirring envy in the women.
 
"Miss Anita Singh?" The customs officer matched her face against the photograph in her passport.
 
"Yes!"
 
"Welcome to the Bahamas, Ma'am. Enjoy your stay." He handed her passport back to her, stealing one final, lingering glance at the alluring cleavage revealed by her dress.
 
"Thank you."
 
Stepping outside, she spotted a tall, burly Black man holding a sign bearing her name. She walked over to him, and shortly thereafter, found herself seated in the back of a car, setting off toward her destination. A little while later, the car dropped her off at a jetty.
 
"This boat will take you to your destination, Ma'am," the man said to her after loading all her luggage onto a large yacht.
 
"Okay, thanks."
 
Evening was drawing in, and the sky had turned a vibrant crimson. All she wanted now was to reach her destination as quickly as possible. Forty-five minutes later, the yacht docked at an island. As she stepped ashore, another Black man took charge of her luggage. Written and presented by Maitri.
 
"Welcome, Ma'am. Mr. Vijay Singh is waiting for you inside the villa." He gestured toward a large, magnificent house. She ran toward the residence and passed through its gates. All around, various kinds of plants were planted, and there was also a large swimming pool. Following behind the Black man, she entered the villa. Everything was magnificent—exactly to her taste.
 
The Black man took her luggage and vanished somewhere within the villa; just then, two strong arms wrapped around her from behind, pulling her into a tight embrace. She turned around to face the man and clung to him. Clinging to one another, they began to kiss passionately.
 
"Oh... Menaka... at last."
 
"Yes, Yash... at last, we meet again." 'Anita Singh' was none other than his own Menaka, and this man—'Vijay Singh'—was *Raja Saheb*.
 
Still locked in each other's arms, they sat down on a large sofa nearby and once again began to drink from each other's lips.
 
When they finally pulled apart, Menaka asked, "How did you come up with all of this, Yash?"
 
"I'll tell you everything, my love." *Raja Saheb* lifted her into his arms, carried her into a bedroom, and laid her down on the bed. After closing the door, he turned around, and Menaka gazed at him intently. He was dressed in a T-shirt and shorts. He had shaved off his beard and mustache, and the Bahamian sun had bronzed his complexion to a radiant glow. Her pussy began to grow wet. It had been so long since she had been alone with her lover, yet many questions were swirling in her mind—and she needed answers.
 
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[maitripatel]

"Tell me, how did you come up with all of this?"

 
"I'll tell you." Rajasahab sat down beside her on the bed, gathered her into his arms, and gazed deep into her eyes.
 
"Do you remember that day—the one when we went into the city to meet our lawyer shortly after returning from your parents' home?" He slipped one hand beneath her dress and began caressing her thighs. Menaka, too, grew aroused; teasing him in return, she slid her hand inside his T-shirt and began stroking his back.
 
"Yes."
 
"As soon as our meeting with the lawyer concluded, we received a call from our friend, Dushyant. Dushyant runs a detective agency, and at my behest, he had been investigating Vishwa's death. He had managed to track down the man whom both he and I suspected of being Vishwa's killer." Menaka's dress had ridden up to her waist, and Rajasahab's hand had now slipped inside her panties to cup and knead her buttocks.
 
Menaka lifted her leg and dbangd it over his; in response, Rajasahab slid his own leg between hers, pulling her tightly against himself—all while squeezing her buttocks—until his member was rubbing directly against her pussy. Menaka pulled off his shirt and, completely overcome with passion, began kissing and caressing his hairy chest.
 
"Then what happened?" Maitri's creativity.
 
"Somehow, we managed to take that man into our custody in such a way that Dushyant didn't even find out." Rajasahab withdrew his hand from her panties, unzipped her dress, slid his hand inside to caress her back, and proceeded to recount how he had captured Kallan and forced him to confess everything.
 
After so many days, meeting her lover with such uninhibited intimacy, Menaka was now completely consumed by desire. She removed her father-in-law's trousers, then stood up and peeled her own dress and panties off her body. She climbed onto the bed, gently pushed Rajasahab back until he was lying flat, and then leaned down over his cock. Written by Maitripatel.
 
"Aah... ohh!" Rajasahab's eyes closed in ecstasy as he began to savor the sensation of his daughter-in-law's tongue.
 
"I simply didn't know what to do. My heart urged me to kill Kallan, Jabbar, and Malika on the spot. But doing so would have meant punishment for us, and I would have been separated from you." Rajasahab stroked the hair of his daughter-in-law as she continued to suck his cock.
 
"Caught in this dilemma, I was driving back to Rajpura with Kallan held captive, when he attempted to flee the vehicle. That led to an accident; the car plunged into a ravine with both of us inside." Menaka, who was working on his cock and balls with full vigor, listened intently to his story.
 
"By God's grace, we escaped with only minor scbangs—no serious injuries—but Kallan was dead. That was when a plan struck me. I dressed Kallan in my clothes, placed him in the car, and set it ablaze, ensuring that his face was completely incinerated. I even placed my bracelet on him so that you would identify the body as mine." Menaka released his cock and looked up at him with tear-filled eyes; Rajasahab pulled her onto his chest, gathered her into his arms, and showered her face with kisses.
 
"Forgive me. I caused you so much pain back then, didn't I?"
 
"It's alright. Everything is fine now." He wiped her tears away with his lips, and Menaka smiled. Created and presented by Maitri.
 
"But how do we get to those bastards?" Pressing her heavy breasts against his chest, she cupped his face in her hands and kissed him. "I went into hiding for a few days at one of our properties; I grew out my beard and mustache and adopted the guise of a Sardar. Then, I began keeping a close watch on Jabbar's every move, and one day, seizing the right opportunity, I arranged a meeting with him."
Raja Sahib gathered her into his arms, rolled over to mount her, and began toying with her voluptuous, firm breasts. Between squeezing, kneading, kissing, licking, and suckling her breasts, he recounted to her how he had hired thugs to stage an attack on Jabbar and Malika, thereby winning their trust, and how Jabbar had subsequently taken him to Rajpura to purchase the mills.
 
He climbed down and began to lick her pussy. "After that, as you well know, I entered the palace through a secret passage to meet you. We devised a plan to consolidate all our illicit assets and funds, settle here in the Bahamas, and have you stipulate in your will that—upon your death—everything be donated to charity; this way, the promise I had once made to you would also be fulfilled."
 
"Mmmm..." Menaka could manage nothing more than this soft moan as she pressed his head firmly against her pussy and arched her hips.
 
"Menka, my love! My sole objective was to spend the remainder of my life in your arms. That is why I used you to deceive Jabbar—leading him to believe you would sell the mills to him—even though you had already struck a deal with Mr. Sapru. By setting fire to our palace and sending both Malika and him to their eternal slumber, I not only exacted my revenge, but the discovery of Malika's charred corpse also led everyone to believe that *you* were the one who had perished." By now, Menka had already climaxed three times. It wasn't just her lover's physical ministrations that were driving her wild; his words—which revealed the depth of his affection for her and the immense risks he had undertaken solely to live a peaceful life by her side—were equally intoxicating. You are enjoying Maitri's creativity. Supported by FunLover.
 
She reached out, gently lifted Raja Sahib's head away from her pussy, and—pulling him toward her—motioned for him to climb on top of her. Raja Saheb immediately climbed on top of her, and she spread her legs wide. "We have purchased a considerable amount of property here with those funds, my love. To the world, Raja Yashveer and Menaka are dead; but today, under the names of Anita and Vijay, we embark upon a new life together in this beautiful place."
And with that, he thrust his cock deep into her wet pussy. Menaka, too, wrapped her legs and arms tightly around his body, and the two began to immerse themselves in an ocean of love.
 
And so, friends, in this manner, the father-in-law and daughter-in-law began living their lives together as husband and wife. Who can halt the wheels of time?

As time passed, Menaka gave birth to four children—two sons and two daughters—and they are all now leading a happy, peaceful, and joyful life.

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Thank you all very much for reading this story from beginning to end. Some of you even took the time to leave comments expressing your appreciation.
 
And now, allow me—the author “Maitri” of this story—to take my leave until I begin the next one.
 
I will be starting a new story very soon.
 
Let's meet again in a new and entertaining story. Until then, thank you very much for being with me via this story
 
—bye-bye!
 
 
JAY BHARAT.

The End

[val.coutinho]

Thank you Val.

I have nothing special, a normal , nothing extra .

Thanks a lot to you because you only was demanded the story should have been a little bit different..which i tried.............

Thanks and let's go to the FINAL part.................

You dont need to thank me Maitri.

Its your efforts and hardwork that has bought flying colors to this story with a happy and good ending.....
For this efforts and skilled writing you have become DEAR to me.... I know you hate that word being used by someone else apart from your family. But that word is for utmost gratitude and gratefulness you have shown towards my request to change the ending.
Thank you once again for the proper ending of this story.
I haven't read the finale yet.... But will read it in during my night shift at work.
Thank you once again Maitri

[maitripatel]

You dont need to thank me Maitri.

Its your efforts and hardwork that has bought flying colors to this story with a happy and good ending.....
For this efforts and skilled writing you have become DEAR to me.... I know you hate that word being used by someone else apart from your family. But that word is for utmost gratitude and gratefulness you have shown towards my request to change the ending.
Thank you once again for the proper ending of this story.
I haven't read the finale yet.... But will read it in during my night shift at work.
Thank you once again Maitri

Thanks

[val.coutinho]

Thanks

You're welcome as always Maitri

[imles4le]

The Game of Sasur Bahu

Today, the palace of Raja Yashveersing of Rajpura village is decorated like a bride and why not, today Rajasaheb's son Vishwajeet had brought his new bride after marriage. After a long time, happiness had entered Rajasaheb's house, otherwise in the last two years he had seen only sorrow.

A crowd of guests was congratulating the bride and groom in the big garden of the mansion and enjoying the party. Rajasaheb had left no stone unturned in taking care of the guests.

While Rajasaheb is taking care of the guests, let us know something about him.

Rajasaheb was the only child of his father. His father was the Malik of the whole of Rajpura. He got Raja sahab educated abroad but he always put one thing in Yashveer Singh's mind that no matter what happens, he will have to live in Rajpura among his people. But then the practice of princely states ended and the father-son very cleverly transformed themselves into businessmen. Where the condition of many kings became worse than that of common people, Raja sahab and his father strengthened their position even more.

Sugarcane was cultivated in the village so Raja sahab set up a sugar mill and gave employment to the villagers in it. There were large forests on his land so he also started a paper mill, there also the villagers worked. He was already engaged in the fields. In this way, after the death of his father, Raja Yashveer became the uncrowned king of Rajpura. Even the local MLA and MP used to stand before him with folded hands. With time Raja sahab became the owner of about 5 mills.

Raja sahab was married to a very religious woman Sarita Devi. Raja sahab was not an adulterer but he was very interested in sex like ordinary men, but for his wife sex was just a means of increasing the lineage and nothing else. That is why Raja sahab used to fulfill his desires in the city. But he never let his wife know about it nor did he develop any deep relationship with those city prostitutes. She just fulfilled some of his desires which his wife did not. If Rani sahiba had fulfilled Raja sahab's desires then Raja sahab would never have gone to any other woman. Raja sahab never looked at any woman of his village with dirty eyes. All this was his specialty or speciality.

But the first big blow to this good man was given by God two years ago. Raja sahab's elder son Yudhveer died in a car accident. People say that it was not an accident but a murder - someone had tampered with Yudhveer's car. Well, we will talk about this later in the story. Queen Sarita Devi could not bear the shock of her son's death and passed away taking his name. All these two incidents happened within a year. At that time Vishwajeet had returned from studies abroad and as soon as he came back, he had to become his father's support.
It is not that Raja sahab has absolute rule in Rajpura. A Thakur named Jabbar Singh has been fighting with him for a long time. People say that he was responsible for Yudhveer's death. Jabbar wants to end Raja sahab's pressure and become the uncrowned king of Rajpura. But Raja sahab has not let him have his way till now.

Let us now go back to the palace.


Awaited your valued comments here below:

Jab Vishvajit ka Lund sirf sadhe 4 " hai to Menaka ki Aag kaise bujhegi aaaur bachha bhi kaise hoga....aaaur jab sasur Ko iska pata chalega to vansh ko age badhane ke liye sasur Ko hi Menaka ki Aag bhi bujhani hogi aaaaur vansh bhi sasur ka Hi hoga......iska matlab sasur aaaaur bahu Mehka ke jalwe honge.......ek baat to saach hai ki budhho Ko sexperienes hote hai... . aaaaur wo purani khai Pi hote hai to unko pata hai ki kaise laundiyo Ko fasaya..... aaaur choda jata hai.....fir ye bahu Mehka ko chodne me Koi pareshani bhi nahi hogi...... mujhe unke sexperiences bhi hai.....

[maitripatel]

Jab Vishvajit ka Lund sirf sadhe 4 " hai to Menaka ki Aag kaise bujhegi aaaur bachha bhi kaise hoga....aaaur jab sasur Ko iska pata chalega to vansh ko age badhane ke liye sasur Ko hi Menaka ki Aag bhi bujhani hogi aaaaur vansh bhi sasur ka Hi hoga......iska matlab sasur aaaaur bahu Mehka ke jalwe honge.......ek baat to saach hai ki budhho Ko sexperienes hote hai... . aaaaur wo purani khai Pi hote hai to unko pata hai ki kaise laundiyo Ko fasaya..... aaaur choda jata hai.....fir ye bahu Mehka ko chodne me Koi pareshani bhi nahi hogi......

Thank you for the visit here on this story.

Yes you might be right in some certain ways. But this is story and does not relate any of the realistic. Otherwise science says size never matters at all.

Your imaginations are perfect please continue reading and express your views further aboth the story.

Thank you again friend

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[opendoor]

Menaka

[maitripatel]

Menaka

Wow very good

Nice thank you friend

[imles4le]

Thanks

Thanks again,,....

[imles4le]

You dont need to thank me Maitri.

Its your efforts and hardwork that has bought flying colors to this story with a happy and good ending.....
For this efforts and skilled writing you have become DEAR to me.... I know you hate that word being used by someone else apart from your family. But that word is for utmost gratitude and gratefulness you have shown towards my request to change the ending.
Thank you once again for the proper ending of this story.
I haven't read the finale yet.... But will read it in during my night shift at work.
Thank you once again Maitri

Thanks to dena Hi chahiye.... jab koi BHI aise sexy..... horny kahani post karega re pagli....

[imles4le]

Let's take the story forward.

Kaun si...link de...

[imles4le]

oooooffffff there is no reader!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Are pagli yaha bahut log kahani padh rahe hai lekin chhup chhup ke.....aaur HP kar rahe hai....tu bass apne tarike se kahani likh....disro par dhyan mat de...

[imles4le]

You can get them from Google images...just try different key words and choose what you want...like innocent princess... cunning old king .. impotent husband etc

Ohhhhhhhhh.....itna sab milega.....gud  ....aaaur kyaaaaaaa kyaaaaaaa milega...

[imles4le]

Thank you friend for your comment.

I don't think this will make any difference to any. Try to enjoy the story.

Stay with the story and express your views on each episodes without fail...............

Haaa re.....aam khane se matlab hona chahiye n....ab tu guthli (lund ke niche wale balls/andkosh) ginega to maja Kaha se ayega....
Enjoy story....

[imles4le]

Let's take the story a little further.

Haaa re jaldi kar n....dekhte hai kaise bahu aaaur sasur ki chudai suru hoti hai..  kaun pahal karega....

[imles4le]

Translation of a Hindi story.

Ohhhhhh.....to hindi me hi Dena tha n.... chalo koi baat nahi... lekin hindi me hota to aaaaur masst hota....

[imles4le]

Now let's move forward in this story.

Haaa re....ab aaaaur mat tadpa....