Adultery Bhabi, Beggar and Blunder

[lattu_pattu]

As she watched, she could see the bead of pre-cum glistening at the tip of Chandu's cock.
Rani's eyes watered as he thrust deeper into her mouth, but she refused to back down. She could feel the thickness of his cock, the veins standing out on his shaft, the salty taste of his pre-cum on her tongue. She gagged and tried to pull away, but Chandu held her in place, his grip on her hair tightening.
Spit dribbled down her chin, mixing with the tears that streamed down her face. Shreya watched, her heart racing, as Rani's throat worked to take in Chandu's length. It was a degrading sight, but Shreya couldn't deny the heat that pooled in her lower belly, the tightening of her nipples against the lace of her bra.
The speed of Rani's head had increased rapidly and now her head seemed like a blur.
The sound of her sucking and slurping combined with the low groans of Chandu was the ultimate aphrodisiac for Shreya. She couldn't believe how this situation had escalated. From a simple request to witness a sexual act, to being a part of this shocking display. She felt filthy and guilty for enjoying the scene before her, but the pleasure surging through her was so intense that she found herself unable to resist it.
With one last hard thrust, Chandu released into Rani's mouth, and she struggled to swallow his load.
Shreya watched in amazement as Rani pulled back, her cheeks hollow, and the last of Chandu's cum dripping down her chin. She was about to spit everything out when Chandu, with an evil gleam in his eyes, leaned forward and gripped her chin tightly.
Shreya watched in horror as her once-respected sister-in-law obediently opened her mouth and swallowed the vile substance, her throat working convulsively.
Rani was degusted from what just happened. 
She felt so degraded, so violated. She felt like a mere object, a tool to fulfill some sick man's twisted fantasies. Her face was red, and her eyes glistened with unshed tears.
Chandu smirked as he watched Rani swallow his load. He then pulled out of her mouth, leaving Rani gasping for air. "Good girl," he grunted as he stood up, his flaccid cock still glistening with Rani's saliva.
Shreya couldn't believe what just happened.
Rani made a face of disgust, as if trying to rid the taste of his semen from her mouth. She stood up with shaky legs and wiped the corners of her mouth with the back of her hand.
"That was fucking vile." Rani hissed under her breath, referring to the taste of Chandu's semen. But she couldn't stand and fell back on the bed. Chandu too, feeling exhausted fell on her. But the act was not done yet. 
There was still the penetration left of the raw sexual encounter.
As Chandu lay on top of Rani, his flaccid cock still resting between her legs, Shreya watched in anticipation. She couldn't believe what she was about to witness, but she couldn't deny the excitement that was thrumming through her veins.
She wanted to look away, to protect Rani's dignity, but at the same time, she couldn't tear her eyes away from the sight.
Rani lied on the bed trying to move Chandu who fell directly on her trying to crush her under his heavy weight.
She gave out a weak scream.
"Get off me you old prick! You're heavy." Rani exclaimed with as much strength she could muster in her current state of mind.
She didn't want to sound too harsh on Chandu, but she couldn't deny the anger and disgust boiling up inside of her.
Chandu paid no attention to her words and continued to lie on her. He was enjoying the feeling of Rani's warm, soft body beneath him, even if she wasn't fully embracing the act.
Rani let out a sigh in defeat and allowed him to rest on top of her.
It wasn't the weight of his body that bothered her, but the feeling of being invaded and defiled. She closed her eyes and focused on her breathing, trying to calm herself down. She felt his hand explore her body and grope her breasts, squeezing them like a ripe fruit. She bit her lip to keep herself from crying out in disgust and pain.
Shreya watched from her spot on the chair, her body trembling with anticipation. She felt a mix of excitement and shame wash over her as she watched her sister-in-law being violated by the filthy old man.
Rani looked at Shreya and said "Bring a bowl of oil, some old clothes and a sheet of plastic wrap. Also you did a really terrible job of cleaning him. He still stinks." 
Rani hissed under her breath, rolling her eyes at Shreya's failed attempt at cleaning Chandu.
Shreya swallowed the lump in her throat and quickly got up from her chair. She nodded and hurried out of the room, trying to ignore the guilt and shame that was eating away at her. She took a quick detour to her own bedroom and grabbed a bottle of coconut oil from her dresser. She didn't want Chandu to touch Rani without any lubrication.
It would be painful for Rani otherwise. Shreya quickly returned to Rani's bedroom with the requested items.
Rani looked at the objects in Shreya's hand and nodded in approval. Rani asked Shreya to lay the plastic wrap around the bed so that the floor didn't get stained. Rani took the coconut oil from Shreya and applied a generous amount to Chandu's semi-erect penis.
Shreya watched as her sister-in-law's delicate hands stroked Chandu's shaft, and the thick oil dripped down his length. Rani's face was expressionless, but her eyes were filled with determination. She was going to see this through, no matter how degrading or disgusting it was.
Within a few minutes, Chandu was hard and ready to penetrate Rani. She took a deep breath and spread her legs wider, allowing Chandu to position himself between them. Shreya watched with bated breath as Chandu's thick cock slid between Rani's slick folds.
Rani winced as the tip of his cock pressed against her opening. It had been years since she had been penetrated, and she knew it was going to be painful. She closed her eyes and braced herself for the inevitable.
"Do it already," she muttered under her breath, her voice shaking with a mixture of fear and anger.
Chandu didn't need any further encouragement. He pushed forward, his cock slowly sliding into Rani's tight channel. She gasped as she felt him fill her, the sensation almost overwhelming.
Shreya watched in fascination as Rani's body stretched to accommodate Chandu's girth. It was a raw and intense sight, one that made her heart race and her body tingle with desire.
But it was too much for Rani. The dick was way too big for her tight and barely pussy. She screamed in pain as Chandu forced it inside her. It hurt, it burned, and she felt like she was being ripped open.
"Holy fucking shit, stop!" She cried out, tears streaming down her cheeks. But Chandu didn't listen. He kept thrusting into her, reveling in the feeling of her tightness around him.
Shreya watched in horror as her sister-in-law was being taken against her will. She felt helpless and disgusted.
The pain was unbearable, but even worse was the feeling of being used and degraded. She couldn't understand how she ended up in this situation, with a filthy old man taking advantage of her. She tried to push him away, to fight back, but he was too strong. He held her down, his hands grasping at her breasts, his mouth covering hers in sloppy, forceful kisses.
The smell of alcohol and cigarettes on his breath made Rani gag, but he didn't seem to care.
He continued to thrust into her, his grunts and moans filling the room. Rani's body felt like it was on fire, and she could feel the warmth of her own blood trickling down her thighs.
Shreya watched in disbelief as her sister-in-law was being defiled by the old man. She felt a mix of emotions: shock, disgust, guilt, and anger. How could she let this happen? How could she be a part of this? But at the same time, she couldn't deny the arousal that was building up inside of her.
She clenched her thighs together as she watched Chandu thrust into Rani with reckless abandon, feeling a surge of wetness between her legs. She felt ashamed of her own desires, but she couldn't help it.
Meanwhile, Rani's body had adjusted to the intrusion and the pain had subsided, replaced by a dull throbbing. She closed her eyes and tried to focus on the pleasure instead, thinking about how this was all part of her plan to make Shreya understand the realities of marriage and sex.
"Rani, are you okay?" Shreya asked, her voice shaking with concern.
Rani opened her eyes and saw her young sister-in-law looking at her with a worried expression. She nodded reassuringly and whispered, "I'm fine, just focus on what you're doing."
Shreya nodded and turned her attention back to Chandu, who had his eyes closed and his head thrown back in pleasure.
She could see the veins on his neck throbbing, and his lips were curled back in a low growl as he moved his hips back and forth.
Rani moaned softly, her body responding instinctively to the rhythm of Chandu's thrusts. She could feel herself getting closer to the edge with each stroke, her breath catching in her throat as she felt the familiar tingling sensation build up.
Shreya watched as Rani's body writhed in pleasure, her breasts jiggling with each movement.
She couldn't believe what she was witnessing - her innocent, naïve sister-in-law being pleasured by an old, filthy man. But even more shocking was the fact that she herself was getting turned on by the scene before her. She could feel her nipples harden under her bra, and a warmth spread between her legs.
She couldn't deny it anymore - she was aroused.
Rani's breathing became faster, and Shreya could see the pleasure building up on her face.
She closed her eyes, her delicate features contorted in ecstasy as Chandu continued his assault on her body.
"Oh God," she moaned, her voice echoing through the room. "Harder, harder."
Chandu obliged, thrusting his hips forcefully against Rani's. With each stroke, the bed creaked and groaned under their weight, the springs protesting against the rough treatment.
Sweat glistened on their bodies, mixing with the oil that Rani had applied earlier.
The room was filled with the scent of sex and sweat, and the sound of skin slapping against skin.
Shreya sat back in her chair, watching in fascination as her sister-in-law was pleasured by the old man. Her eyes were glued to the movement of their bodies, taking in every little detail.
She watched as Chandu reached down to grip Rani's hips, pulling her closer to him as he thrust deeper into her. Rani's moans grew louder, her head thrown back in ecstasy.
Shreya watched as the old man's thrusts became more frenzied, his body slamming against Rani's with a desperate urgency. Rani's body trembled with each impact, her breath hitching as she felt herself on the brink of release.
"Yes, yes, yes!" she cried out, her fingers digging into the sheets as she felt the waves of pleasure wash over her.
Chandu grunted, his thrusts becoming erratic as he reached his own climax. With one final, powerful thrust, he buried himself deep inside Rani, his body shuddering as he filled her with his seed.
Rani whimpered, her own orgasm subsiding as she felt him pump his release into her. She could feel it filling her up, leaking out of her, and she couldn't help but feel dirty and disgusted.
But there was no turning back now. The deed was done. She lay there, limp and exhausted, as the weight of what had just transpired settled upon her. She had allowed herself to be defiled, all in the name of a social experiment.
Shreya watched, her own arousal building as she witnessed the dirty deed being done.
She couldn't believe how filthy and raw the encounter was, and she couldn't tear her eyes away from it. She saw Rani's body trembling with pleasure as the old man thrust into her, each movement more carnal and raw than the last.
Despite her initial disgust, Shreya couldn't deny the heat that was pooling in her own loins. She felt her nipples harden under her bra, and she shifted in her seat as a warm ache spread through her body.
Chandu was not completely passed out with ejaculating twice in his old age and fell on Rani, who was still shaking from her orgasm. She was breathing heavily.
Her eyes were closed, her lips slightly parted. Rani's face was flushed, and her body was still trembling with aftershocks of pleasure. She lay there, motionless, as Chandu's weight pressed down on her, his dick still inside her.
Shreya watched from her chair, her own body tingling with arousal. She couldn't believe what she had just witnessed. Her sister-in-law, the woman who had always been a role model for her, had just engaged in a raw and filthy act with a filthy old man.
Shreya couldn't tear her eyes away from the sight of Chandu's limp dick still inside Rani, the sight was both revolting and exciting to her. She couldn't help but feel guilty for the arousal she felt, but she was unable to control the heat traveling from her loins all the way to her face.
She saw both Rani and Chandu pass out and decided to leave them be, and finish herself off in her own bedroom.