Family of Shaows

[sexonmind]

Chapter 17 part 2

The quiet neighborhood had quickly taken notice of Aruna and Babu’s unconventional life. Every morning, as Aruna left for work dressed in crisp office attire, and Babu stood at the doorstep, watching her go with a lingering gaze, the whispers began.

Among the housewives who spent their afternoons chatting over cups of tea, Aruna became a subject of both admiration and envy. Some looked at her with awe, jealous of the way her young, handsome husband adored her. "Look at him," one woman murmured. "He stays home, waits for her, makes coffee for her… My husband barely acknowledges my presence!"

Others, however, disapproved. The traditional Indian household did not work this way—men were meant to earn, and women were supposed to manage the home. "This is not right," another woman scoffed. "A man sitting at home while his wife earns? What kind of family is this?"

Despite the murmurs, Aruna and Babu carried on, unaffected by the eyes that followed them. Babu, who spent his days immersed in books and leisure, never cared about societal expectations. Aruna, confident in her choices, paid no attention to the disapproving looks.

Their love, though unconventional, was unwavering. And in the privacy of their home, away from judgmental stares, they continued their life—one built not on societal norms, but on their own rules.

Their days in Guntur were a tapestry of love and deceit, each moment woven with a thread of desire so intense it threatened to unravel their carefully constructed lives. Yet, in the sanctity of their bedroom, Babu and Aruna were free, their love a beacon in a world that sought to snuff it out. And as they lay in the afterglow of their latest conquest, they knew that nothing, not even the shadow of their past, could ever extinguish the flame that burned within them

One day Vani made an unexpected visit to Aruna. She arrived without informing her beforehand, and when Aruna opened the door to see Vani standing there, she was taken aback.

"Vani! What a surprise," Aruna said, masking her initial shock. "Come in."

Vani stepped inside, looking around briefly before settling onto the couch. She looked tired from the journey. Aruna brought her some water and let her rest for a while. After freshening up, Vani sat opposite Aruna, her expression serious.

"I came here because I needed to talk to you," Vani said, her tone firm. "Aruna, what you're doing is wrong. You cannot have this forbidden relationship with Babu. It’s not just immoral, it’s unnatural. You need to end this before it’s too late."

Aruna leaned back, unfazed. "Vani, you don’t understand. Babu and I didn’t just choose this on a whim. We got married."

Vani’s eyes widened in shock. "Married?! That’s even worse, Aruna! Do you even hear yourself? This isn’t love—it’s a mistake. You need to leave him before this ruins both of your lives."

Aruna scoffed. "Why? So I can live a lie like you? At least I’m not sneaking around and cheating on my husband the way you are."

Vani’s face turned red with anger. "How dare you, Aruna? You think what you’re doing is right? You’re married to your own brother! And now you have the audacity to judge me?"

Aruna smirked, unbothered. "I made my choice openly. I don’t hide in the shadows like you do."

Vani clenched her fists, her anger evident, but after a moment, she took a deep breath and calmed herself. "I didn’t come here to fight, Aruna. I came because I care about you. I still believe you can come to your senses. But right now, I just want to spend some time with my sister." She softened her voice. "If it's okay with you, I’d like to stay here for a few days."

Aruna studied Vani for a moment, sensing that she hadn’t given up on trying to change her mind. But instead of arguing further, she simply said, "Fine. You can stay."

Vani nodded, determined. She knew this wasn’t going to be easy, but she wasn’t ready to walk away from Aruna just yet.

In the next few days, as Vani settled into Aruna and Babu's home, she found herself struggling to sleep at night. Through the thin walls, she could hear the unmistakable sounds of passionate lovemaking between Aruna and Babu. She lay awake, staring at the ceiling, her mind racing.

What is so special about him? she wondered. Why is Aruna so devoted to this?

During the day, when Aruna left for work, Vani spent time with Babu, hoping to understand what had drawn her sister to this forbidden relationship. She observed him closely—his mannerisms, his intelligence, the way he carried himself.

To her surprise, she discovered just how brilliant Babu was. He had a sharp mind, a natural curiosity, and an insightful way of looking at things. He was articulate and thoughtful, effortlessly engaging in deep conversations. Maybe this was part of it, Vani thought. Maybe Aruna was drawn to his intellect as much as anything else.

But there was something more—something deeper. The way he spoke, the way he reacted to things, even his subtle expressions reminded Vani of their father. It wasn’t just about physical resemblance; it was his behavior, his brilliance, the quiet confidence he carried.

Is that what Aruna is longing for? Vani wondered. Is she trying to fill the void left by our father?

And then there were the nights. Could their relationship really be as simple as sexual satisfaction? Or was there something much more profound between them—something that defied all reason?

Vani decided to test Babu and With the decision made, Vani waited patiently for the moment Aruna would leave for work. When the house was finally quiet and she heard the door shut, she took a deep breath and let her thoughts of curiosity and desire guide her. She had prepared herself, taking a warm shower and shaving her nether regions, ensuring every inch of her body was as smooth and inviting as possible. Wrapping herself in nothing but a flimsy towel, she tiptoed towards Babu's bedroom, her heart thumping in her chest with a mix of nervousness and excitement. The aroma of Aruna's lingering perfume filled the space, mingling with the faint scent of Babu's musky cologne. She took another deep breath, her body already responding to the anticipation of what was to come. As she entered the dimly lit room, the soft rustle of the towel was the only sound that broke the silence. She knew that underneath that towel was a woman's body that was about to embark on a taboo journey of lust and discovery.

Vani's hands trembled slightly as she let the towel fall to the floor, revealing her nakedness to Babu's astonished gaze. He sat up in bed, his eyes widening as they traveled over her curvy silhouette. The moonlight streamed through the window, illuminating the soft curves of her hips and the fullness of her breasts. Her nipples, erect with excitement, pointed towards him like tiny, hungry mouths. She stepped closer, the coolness of the floor sending a shiver down her spine, causing her pussy to clench with need. "Babu," she whispered, her voice low and sultry, "You cannot marry one sister and call the other 'akka'. We are all one, and I want to share in what makes Aruna so devoted to you."

Babu's eyes roamed over Vani's body, noticing the subtle differences that made her uniquely alluring. Like Aruna, she was a goddess of beauty with her long, dark hair cascading down her back, framing a face that was a blend of innocence and burgeoning sexuality. Her skin glowed with a warm, golden hue, free of any imperfections except for the faint stretch marks that adorned her lower belly—a testament to the life she had brought into the world. Despite being slightly shorter and more voluptuous than her sister, the resemblance was undeniable. The way her hips flared out and her waist cinched in, her breasts heavy and ripe, made it clear that she was a woman who knew how to carry herself with sensual grace. Her legs looked strong and shapely, and the dark patch of hair between them was neatly trimmed, hinting at her own meticulous grooming habits. Vani stepped closer to the bed, the mattress sinking slightly as she approached, her full, pink lips curling into a seductive smile as she let the towel drop away. Her body was a canvas of soft, inviting curves that begged to be explored, and Babu found himself unable to resist the allure of the forbidden fruit standing before him.

With a boldness she didn't know she had, Vani leaned in and pressed her soft, full lips against Babu's. He was stunned at first, his body stiff with surprise, but the warmth and urgency of her kiss soon melted his resistance. His arms wrapped around her, pulling her closer until her big, soft boobs were smashed against his firm chest. The sensation was electric, sending waves of desire coursing through their bodies. Her nipples, already pebbled with anticipation, grazed his chest, sending sparks of pleasure through her core. As their tongues danced together, Vani's hands roamed over Babu's broad shoulders, feeling the power and strength hidden beneath his skin. She could feel his manhood stirring to life, growing against her thigh, and she knew that she had him in her grasp.

The room grew hotter, their breaths mingling in the stillness as the kiss deepened. Vani's hands moved downward, her fingertips tracing the contours of his muscled abdomen before finally reaching the waistband of his boxers. With a deft motion, she pulled them down, freeing his erect cock. It stood tall and proud, the head glistening with precum, a testament to his desire for her. She wrapped her hand around it, feeling the veins pulse with each heartbeat, her own pussy growing wetter with every stroke. Babu moaned into her mouth, the sound vibrating through her, as she began to pump him slowly, her grip firm but gentle. He responded by cupping her ass, his thumbs grazing the sensitive skin near her pussy, making her gasp.

Vani's eyes widened as she took in the sight of Babu's cock, the sheer size of it making her gulp. It was the biggest she had ever seen, and she couldn't help but wonder if this was the true reason behind Aruna's unwavering devotion. The thought of her sister being conquered by this monstrous member only served to fuel her own desire. She marveled at the velvety softness of his shaft, her hand looking so small in comparison as she stroked it with increasing speed. The head of his cock was broad and engorged, the tip leaking a clear, viscous fluid that promised an explosion of pleasure. Her pussy clenched in anticipation, the walls slick with need. It was as if she could feel the weight of it already, pressing against her, stretching her, filling her up in a way she had never experienced before. The power of his arousal was intoxicating, and she knew that she had to have it—to claim it as her own and understand the depth of the connection Aruna had found. With a wicked smile, she straddled him, her wetness coating his shaft as she positioned herself over his throbbing erection.

With trembling thighs, Vani lowered herself onto Babu's cock, inch by inch, her eyes never leaving his. His size was daunting, but her desire was stronger. As she took him fully inside her, she felt herself stretch around his girth, a delicious mix of pleasure and pain that had her moaning out his name. Her pussy quivered, adjusting to the intrusion, and as she began to ride him, her body started to sing with pleasure. The way he filled her was unlike anything she had ever felt—complete and utter surrender to his dominance. Her breasts bounced with every movement, the nipples tight and sensitive, begging for attention. Babu took one in his mouth, teasing it with his tongue and teeth, making her gasp and buck her hips faster. His hands gripped her waist, guiding her, urging her to take more of him, to lose herself in the carnality of their union.

And then it happened. With a keening cry, Vani's orgasm ripped through her, her pussy clamping down around his shaft as wave after wave of ecstasy crashed over her. Her juices flowed freely, coating him, her body convulsing in a symphony of pleasure. It was as if she had discovered a new part of herself, a dark, carnivorous need that had been lying dormant, waiting for this very moment. She had never cum so hard before, not even with the men she had been with in the past. The intensity of her climax was almost overwhelming, leaving her panting and trembling, her eyes glazed over with lust.

The sight of his sister-in-law's passion was too much for Babu to bear. With a growl, he rolled her over, his cock still buried deep inside her, and began to pump into her with a ferocity that matched her own. His muscles bulged and sweat glistened on his skin, his hips slamming into hers with a rhythm that spoke of years of pent-up desire. The bed creaked and rocked beneath them, the headboard thumping against the wall in time with their fevered movements. Vani's nails dug into his back, her legs wrapped around his waist, urging him to go deeper, faster, harder.

With the first taste of orgasm still pulsing through her, Vani felt Babu shift their positions, his cock slipping out of her before he grabbed her hips and flipped her onto her stomach. Her legs were spread wide, and she could feel the heat of his body against her back as he lined his cock back up with her drenched pussy. Without warning, he slammed back into her, filling her completely in one powerful thrust. She screamed out into the pillow, her eyes squeezed shut as the new angle sent shockwaves of pleasure through her body. The sound of their skin slapping together filled the room as he began to fuck her in a primal, doggy style rhythm. Vani's ass cheeks jiggled with every pump, the sound of their union echoing through the silent house. She could feel him stretching her, his cock reaching new depths, and she knew she was going to cum again. The sensation built up inside her, a delicious pressure that grew with every thrust, until she was once again on the edge. She pushed back against him, her body begging for more, her pussy clenching and releasing around his shaft like a vise. And then it happened—she exploded into another mind-shattering climax, her pussy spasming around him as she came harder than she ever had before. Her walls contracted around his cock, and she heard him grunt in satisfaction, his grip on her hips tightening as he pounded into her even harder. But Vani was insatiable—she wanted more, craved it with a hunger she had never felt before. Her own juices were running down her thighs, mixing with the sweat that coated their bodies, and she knew that she had crossed a line she could never uncross.

With a final, powerful thrust, Babu pulled his cock out of Vani's clenching pussy and aimed it at her plump, round ass. She could feel the tension in his body, the muscles in his thighs tensing as he approached his climax. A moment later, he released his hot, sticky load all over her ass cheeks, painting them with ropes of cum that trickled down the cleft and pooled at the base of her spine. Vani's body trembled with the aftershocks of her orgasm, her ass still quivering as Babu's seed coated her skin. She looked back over her shoulder, watching as the last drops of cum dribbled from the tip of his cock, and a smug smile played on her lips. She had seduced her sister's husband, claimed his seed, and felt a thrill that was both terrifying and exhilarating. The taboo act had brought them closer in a way she never could have imagined, and she knew that she would crave this feeling again—this delicious blend of power, desire, and transgression.

But as the haze of passion began to clear, doubt started to creep in. What had she done? The reality of her actions weighed heavily on her, but the raw, animalistic need that had driven her to this moment was too strong to ignore. She knew she had to face the consequences, but for now, all she could do was lie there, her body still trembling with the echoes of pleasure

Continued in the next part……