25-02-2026, 10:59 AM
Week 1 – Complete Ownership
By the end of the first week, Usha was broken in completely. She wore only panties Yash had cum in. She sent him nudes from the bathroom while Kumar brushed his teeth. She woke up at 3 AM to suck him off in the guest room, swallowing load after load. Every fuck ended with love-bombing: “You’re my everything, mausi. I’d die without you.” Every risk ended with gaslighting: “See? We’re invisible. You need this. Without me you’d be miserable again.”
One night, after a particularly brutal session—him fisting her cunt lightly while ass-fucking her in the balcony, then making her rim him for twenty minutes—he held her close and whispered, “Next month Kumar has that Delhi conference. I’m moving in for ten days. You’re going to sleep with my cock inside you every night while Praju sleeps ten feet away.”
Usha kissed his chest, cum still leaking from both holes, and whispered back, “Yes, beta… your mausi whore is ready. Use me. Ruin me. I’m yours forever.”
Kumar snored peacefully in the next room. Praju dreamed of elephants. And in the dark, Usha smiled—completely, irreversibly addicted to her nephew’s thick cock, his filthy words, his constant control.
The family trip to Coorg had been just the beginning.
Home was now their private, filthy playground.
By the end of the first week, Usha was broken in completely. She wore only panties Yash had cum in. She sent him nudes from the bathroom while Kumar brushed his teeth. She woke up at 3 AM to suck him off in the guest room, swallowing load after load. Every fuck ended with love-bombing: “You’re my everything, mausi. I’d die without you.” Every risk ended with gaslighting: “See? We’re invisible. You need this. Without me you’d be miserable again.”
One night, after a particularly brutal session—him fisting her cunt lightly while ass-fucking her in the balcony, then making her rim him for twenty minutes—he held her close and whispered, “Next month Kumar has that Delhi conference. I’m moving in for ten days. You’re going to sleep with my cock inside you every night while Praju sleeps ten feet away.”
Usha kissed his chest, cum still leaking from both holes, and whispered back, “Yes, beta… your mausi whore is ready. Use me. Ruin me. I’m yours forever.”
Kumar snored peacefully in the next room. Praju dreamed of elephants. And in the dark, Usha smiled—completely, irreversibly addicted to her nephew’s thick cock, his filthy words, his constant control.
The family trip to Coorg had been just the beginning.
Home was now their private, filthy playground.
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