Adultery Hot Family Secrets (Updated : June 13 )

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When Malavika returned from her hometown after a week, Arvind and the children were overjoyed to see her—especially seeing how she was practically bursting with eagerness to see her husband and catch up with the kids.

Although the day passed pleasantly enough, Malavika was restless; she could hardly wait for nightfall—impatient to finally put an end to the ten days of separation she had endured.

Finishing dinner early and tucking the children into bed, Malavika finally entered her husband's room.

As she reached to lock the door, Arvind stopped her. Malavika raised her eyebrows in a silent inquiry: "Why not?" Arvind explained, "There's thunder and lightning outside—a storm is brewing. The children might get scared, you know? So, close the door, but don't lock it." For a fleeting moment, Malavika’s eyes reflected sadness and disappointment; but she quickly composed herself, forced a smile, said "Okay," and walked over to her husband.

As they chatted about this and that, Malavika brought up the topic of their neighbor across the street—Aparna.

"Did you notice, Arvind? Look at how Appu has changed—she used to be so beautiful and stylish before her delivery, but look at how she looks now!" As she spoke, she reached into her husband's *dhothi* and drew out his manhood.



Placing his hand on his wife's belly, Arvind replied, "Personally, I think she looks wonderful right now. After giving birth, a woman's body fills out; she becomes soft and radiant, glowing like gold. After delivering a precious child safely, it is only natural for any mother to feel immense joy—and that is precisely the radiance you see on her face."

"That’s true," Malavika agreed. "No matter how deeply a woman loves her husband, the truest happiness she experiences comes from her children."

"But those very children...become pain point to parents ?"

She knew exactly what her husband meant by that remark. Under normal circumstances, she would have sulked at such words and slept apart from him. But Malavika—who, after a ten-day hiatus, was now throbbing with desire and itching to get fucked by her husband (ex lover)—did no such thing; instead, she let out a heavy sigh and clung to him. She then sealed Arvind's lips with her own—a silent signal meaning, "Stop talking and let's get down to business."



Five minutes later... both of them were completely naked.



Fully aware of Malavika's impatience—and knowing she could barely hold back any longer—Arvind proceeded without the slightest haste. Slowly and deliberately, he teased the entrance of her vagina with the tip of his cock—thrusting it in, pulling it out, then thrusting it in again. 

By gradually introducing his cock to the depths of her womanhood, he began to prepare her body for the act of lovemaking after their long-awaited reunion. But as he stretched the lips of her vaginal opening to their very limits—teasing the tip of his cock deep into the folds of her pussy, yet pulling it back out just before fully thrusting it inside—Malavika, who was waiting in eager anticipation for it to finally sink in—thinking, 

"Any moment now... it's going in... it's going in!"—could no longer bear the torment and frustration caused by her husband withholding his cock from her. Unable to take it anymore, she began pounding Arvind's back with loud thuds, crying out, "Ah... Arvind... put it in! Ah... ah... ah... Arvind... is it really fair of you to tease me like this?" As she spoke, Malavika pounded Arvind’s back with rapid, heavy fist-blows.



Yet, Arvind did not rush; he proceeded slowly and deliberately. After another minute passed—by which time Arvind realized that Malavika, too, was writhing in desperation, unable to contain her burning desire—he hesitated no longer. This time, as he thrust his hips forward... since the tip of his cock had already repeatedly parted Malavika’s vaginal lips—slipping in and out just enough to introduce itself to her entrance—this final, forceful thrust drove his cock deep into the very depths of her vagina. Like a warm knife sinking into soft butter, Arvind’s cock parted her entrance, grazed against her vaginal walls, and slid in—firm, taut, yet smooth—until it reached the deepest recesses of her womanhood.

As Malavika’s vaginal walls gripped Arvind’s cock tightly yet tenderly, her inner and outer lips held him in a warm, biting embrace, delivering exquisite pleasure and bliss to the handsome man. With every cell of her womanhood tingling in ecstasy—aroused by the friction of her husband’s full, strong cock thrusting deep into her feminine core—she moaned: "Ah... Arvind... *ss*... Ah... Arv... ind..." Murmuring these words, Malavika pressed Arvind tightly against herself—firmly burying her husband's head against her breasts—and entwined herself around him with fierce intensity.

Thunder rumbled outside.

Inside, a rhythmic pounding ensued.

He picked up the pace... and Malavika, too, settled into a perfect rhythm.

It was at that very moment that a sound was heard at the door.

Judging by the silhouette visible in the glow of the bedside lamp, he realized it was Akki. Suddenly, he switched on the main light. Malavika was stunned to see him rise completely naked—his erect cock exposed, making no attempt to cover it with his *dhothi*. The moment Dad turned on the main light, Akki, frightened, rushed over and threw her arms around him. As Arvind—standing well over six feet tall—held her close, his erect cock pressed against the breasts of four-and-a-half-foot-tall Akki.



Lifting Akki into his arms, Arvind asked, "What happened, sweetheart?" With a tearful expression, she replied, "You know I'm afraid of thunder and lightning, don't you, Dad?" Arvind kissed her on the cheek and said, "I'm sorry, dear... In the rush of Mom getting home, I completely forgot about that." He then laid Akki down on the bed and lay down beside her—still completely naked, without having tied his *dhothi*.

Malavika, who had been watching all of this in stunned silence, eventually pulled the blanket over herself to cover her modesty. However, she was deeply displeased that her husband—with his cock still erect from having just fucked her, and still wet with her juices—was displaying it to their daughter as if it were a museum exhibit. As if that weren't enough, he was now holding Akki close and comforting her. Comforting Akki to soothe her fears was one thing—but doing it while completely naked? Malavika was thoroughly displeased to see Akki remaining completely passive—showing not even a hint of shyness—while her father's member rubbed against her thighs.

 

Somewhat angrily, she pulled Akki out of her husband's embrace and drew her close, attempting to comfort her. However, Akki stubbornly resisted; she broke away from her mother and turned back toward her father. Seeing this, Arvind said, "Malavika... just stay quiet for a moment. She's already trembling with fear; don't scare her even more." He then pulled Akki onto his lap and began gently stroking her back, trying to soothe her fears.

Resting her head against her father's broad chest—clinging to him as tightly as a gecko—Akki glanced at her mother with an expression that seemed to say, "Look, your husband has become *my* husband now." This filled Malavika with uncontrollable rage. Akki's behavior was incredibly strange... and so was Arvind's.

It was only when she noticed what Arvind's hands were doing to Akki's buttocks that she realized her mistake: buying her such short, skimpy gowns had been a terrible error.

Two minutes later, Akki closed her eyes, took her father's nipple into her mouth and began sucking on it, letting out soft little moans as she rubbed her head against his stomach. Slowly, she drifted off to sleep. When Arvind tried to gently lift her head from his chest, she—still half-asleep—clung to him even tighter, refusing to let go, and began sucking on his nipple once again.

Watching all of this, Malavika felt a strange unease. She simply could not believe that her daughter had developed such habits—Akki, who usually kept boys at arm's length, was now clinging to her father in this manner. Her sucking on his breasts... *Ufff*...

Waiting another minute, he tried once more to put his daughter down to sleep. This time, his attempt was successful. Laying Akki down beside them, he spent another minute gently patting her back until she drifted off to sleep.

A little while later, once Akki was fast asleep, he turned off the main light, switched on the bedside lamp, turned toward his wife, and pulled back her blanket.

Arvind placed both his hands upon Malavika’s breasts; with one hand, he vigorously kneaded one breast, while with the other, he took her other breast into his mouth—sucking and caressing it, using the sharp edges of his tongue to tease her nipples. Meanwhile, moving his hips gently, he began thrusting deep inside Malavika’s pussy. "Ah... Arvind... Mmm... Ah... I feel like I'm losing control... Ah... Mmm... Ah... Arvind..." Malavika moaned deliriously, lifting her hips to thrust back against her husband's cock.

In their passion, neither of them gave a second thought to the fact that Akki, sleeping right beside them, might wake up. As Malavika took the initiative—thrusting her hips upward with such intense desire, as if to signal that Arvind’s deep strokes alone weren't enough for her—Arvind felt a surge of renewed energy.

Lifting his body off the bed using his hands, Arvind shifted his weight forward, pressing himself even closer against Malavika... Adjusting himself so that his cock rubbed against her, Arvind began thrusting vigorously into Malavika's pussy. Overcome with ecstasy by the pounding of Arvind's cock—moaning "Sss... ah... Arvind... ah... I can see heaven... ah... ah..."—Malavika lifted her hips high and began to let Arvind fuck her with unbridled passion. As proof of just how much she was savoring Arvind's fucking, droplets of wetness began to trickle down from Malavika's pussy.

Woken by her parents' shouts, she turned toward them and opened her eyes. Arvind and Malavika, however, were in no state to notice Akki watching them as they fucked.

As floods of wetness surged within Malavika's pussy—providing ample lubrication for Arvind's cock, which had until then been moving tightly within the deep folds of her vagina—Arvind's thrusting gained momentum. He began pounding furiously inside Malavika, delivering powerful, rhythmic strokes. In response, Malavika cried out: "Ah... Arvind... Mmmm... Ah... Sss... Oh God... Arvind... Ah... Don't thrust so hard... Ah... Please... I can't take it!" Ignoring her pleas, Arvind leaned his full weight upon her; he locked his lips with hers, thrust his tongue deep into her mouth, and—sucking the saliva from within—continued to fuck her pussy with intense, lustful fury, moving nothing but his hips.

Breaking her lips away from his, Malavika gasped: "Ah... Arvind... I am cumming... I'm going numb all over down there... My thighs are tingling... It feels like something is taking over my whole lower body..." "Ah... Ah... Ah... Ah... Arv... ind... Ah... Ah... Arrrrrvvvvvinddd...  ... Ah... Ah... Arvvvvv......" And just like that, the sounds from Malavika's mouth ceased abruptly; letting out a heavy, hissing breath, she... Entwining her legs around Arvind’s and holding him fast so he couldn't move, Malavika clung tightly to her husband, tensing up rigidly within his embrace. She savored that exquisite sensation—the sweet ecstasy a woman experiences during the climax of being thoroughly fucked by a man.

Since Arvind’s cock was still buried deep within the folds of Malavika’s pussy, her climax triggered intense spasms deep within her—her vaginal walls contracting and expanding in rhythmic tremors. Arvind could distinctly feel not only the quivering deep inside her, but also the fluttering of her labia and vaginal lips vibrating against his cock. Never before, in all the times he had fucked his wife, had Arvind experienced anything quite like this. The reason for this heightened sensation lay in the fact that their daughter, Akki—who was right beside them—was watching her parents in the act of fucking. 

 

Arvind absolutely loved that added thrill. Overcome with a surge of affection for his daughter, he gently brushed aside the stray strands of hair falling across Akki’s face—which was gazing at them in a dazed trance—and planted a loving kiss upon her forehead. 

After a little while, as the emotional turmoil within Malavika subsided and she began to find some relief, she opened her eyes—only to see Arvind kissing Akki. Arvind, who had previously been kissing her on the cheeks, was now kissing her on the lips—and doing so with such tenderness. Akki, for her part, was embracing her father not like a daughter, but like a lover, wrapping her arms around his head as she returned his kisses. Malavika was left completely stunned. Realizing that his wife had woken up, Arvind rose from Akki’s side and moved over to lie upon his wife.

As Arvind began to gently thrust his hips back and forth, slowly resuming his lovemaking with Malavika, she opened her eyes in a daze; drawing him close with affection, she embraced him tightly. However, when she felt the contact of another naked body against her own, she turned her head to look—and recoiled in shock. There, lying naked right beside her—having stripped off every stitch of clothing—was her daughter, Akki.

Seeing Malavika flinch, Arvind smiled and said, "Don't worry about it... think of it as a form of training for her, too." With that, he thrust his cock forcefully into Malavika's pussy. As her husband's cock struck deep into the very depths of her pussy—delivered with such vigor, precision, and power—Malavika gasped, "Oh, Arvind! What are these rough thrusts? There's a little girl right here; she'll get scared!" She chided him playfully, yet affectionately.

Arvind was pleased by this change in his wife—he liked that, despite Akki being completely naked right there, Malavika hadn't objected to that fact itself, but rather had expressed concern that their daughter might get frightened. He thrust his massive cock even harder. Malavika felt herself on the verge of climaxing again; crying out, "Thrust, Arvind! Push hard!" Arvind shifted his entire body weight onto Malavika and began to fuck her pussy with furious intensity.

As Arvind lay fully atop Malavika, thrusting and fucking her pussy, her breasts were being crushed beneath his chest; with every forward and backward motion of his body, every inch of Malavika’s form was pressed and rubbed against his, subjected to intense friction and pressure. The sheer ecstasy born of this contact between their two naked bodies further stoked the flames of Malavika’s lust, driving her into a frenzy of desire. Completely consumed by this madness, Malavika began to thrust her hips upward in perfect rhythm with Arvind’s strokes, fucking him back with unbridled passion.

As the warm, wet fluids from her pussy—now slick and dripping with juices—smeared onto her hand, Akki reached out and stroked her father’s back. Arvind, who was still fucking Malavika, turned his head to look at Akki. Their eyes met. With a seductive smile, Akki mouthed the words and gestured to him: "My pussy is aching for the thrusts of your cock."

Akki’s provocative words sent a jolt through Arvind; his cock, moving deep inside Malavika, suddenly surged with renewed vigor, and he began to fuck her even harder. Having been fucking her somewhat gently until that moment, Arvind suddenly ramped up the intensity, pounding into her with raw, unbridled lust—causing Malavika to cry out: "Ah... Arvind... what are you doing?" "Ah... what intensity... ah... oh God... my waist feels like it's breaking... ah... ah... sss... mmm... ah... Arvind... I can't take it anymore... oh God... what a pounding... ah... Arvind..." —while Malavika, on one side, writhed in ecstasy under the furious thrusting of Arvind's cock, Akki—who lay right beside them, teasing her father—continued to arouse him even further.

Gazing into his eyes with heightened passion, she shifted slightly up the bed, spread her thighs seductively, placed both hands over her pussy, and—moving her lips enticingly—whispered, "Look, here is the wet pussy you love so much... look, Daddy... will you lick up my juices?" As she spoke, she used her fingers to grasp her labia—her "flower petals"—spreading them wide to reveal her pussy, which had blossomed into a vivid, crimson bloom like a hibiscus flower. She held it just out of reach of her father's face, teasing him as she moved her lips: "Come... come here and claim my little pussy."

While Akki was thus brazenly inciting him, Arvind summoned all his strength and began to grind into Malavika's pussy with savage intensity. Unaware of what her daughter was doing right behind her back, Malavika—overwhelmed by the sheer vigor and speed of Arvind's ferocious thrusting—trembled like a tiny skiff caught in a raging storm. "Ah... Arvind... Oh God... what thrusting... why such intensity? Oh God... you're killing me, Arvind... you're crushing me... grinding me into pulp... tearing my pussy apart... Ah... ah... mmm... sss... ah... Arvind... ah... stop... ah... it's cumming... I'm losing control again... ah... ah... ah... ah... ah... ah... Ar... vind!" Moaning "Oh, Arvind..." in delirium—and experiencing yet another powerful orgasm—Malavika anointed Arvind's cock with her vaginal juices before tensing up tightly in his arms once again.


Arvind, however, did not stop; he continued to thrust relentlessly into Malavika's pussy. Having already reached her second climax of the night through the vigorous pounding of a man's cock, Malavika's pussy had become exquisitely sensitive. The slightest friction or contact against her vaginal walls and folds now sent intense tremors of lust coursing through her, generating a sensation akin to a thousand-volt electric current surging through every nerve in her body. Consequently, with every powerful thrust of Arvind's cock deep inside her, Malavika would writhe and convulse wildly in his arms. Meanwhile, Akki—who was positioned near Arvind's head, holding her labia wide apart to fully expose her spread-eagled pussy—lowered her hips slightly to bring her sex even closer to Arvind's face, intending to let her "Daddy" catch the scent of her pussy.


In response, Arvind pressed his feet firmly against the bed frame and shifted his body upward slightly; as he did so, his face came into direct contact with Akki's mound. At that, Akki moaned languidly—"Sss... ah... mmm..."—and, placing both her hands on her father's head, pressed his face deep into the folds of her parted petals.

However, the moment Arvind braced his feet against the bed frame and thrust his body upward—since his cock was still deeply embedded and thrusting within the folds of Malavika's pussy—the tip of Arvind's cock drove deep into Malavika's vaginal canal, slamming abruptly against the mouth of her cervix. At that impact, Malavika let out a piercing shriek—"Ah! Pain! Arvind... it hurts!"—crying out in a high-pitched wail. Only then did Arvind realize the mistake he had made. Meanwhile, Akki—utterly unwilling to lift Arvind's warm, heated mouth away from her pussy—shifted her body downward, adjusting herself to better accommodate her father's cock, which remained buried deep within her mother's depths.

Arvind, who until that moment had been furiously pounding Malavika's pussy, paused his thrusting for just a second. As the pain in Malavika's lower abdomen subsided, he—while simultaneously burying his tongue deep inside Akki's pussy and pleasuring her with his mouth—resumed his rhythmic pounding inside Malavika. Even after Malavika had reached her climax, Arvind continued to thrust relentlessly; as his cock moved deep within her, scbanging, pressing, and rubbing against her vaginal walls, every deep thrust felt as though stars were flashing before her eyes. With every powerful stroke, Arvind's cock triggered a mini-climax within Malavika, causing her to moan in a state of intoxicated ecstasy—uttering soft, lust-filled cries of "Ah... Ss... Mmm... Ah..." whenever his cock buried itself deep inside her.

Meanwhile, having kept his mouth pressed against Akki's pussy to lap up her juices, Arvind's mouth remained filled with the wetness of her fluids. Akki brought her mouth—still brimming with Malavika's juices—and pressed it against Malavika's lips, letting the erotic fluids she had just sucked from Malavika's pussy trickle into her mouth. Having already been fucking Malavika for quite some time—and before finally ejaculating inside her—Arvind took his cock, still wet with Malavika's juices, and thrust it into Akki's petite mouth, giving it two or three vigorous strokes.

 

Since Arvind was also nearing his climax by this point, he climbed back onto Malavika and began pounding furiously into her pussy.


Malavika could feel her husband's cock—moving intensely within the folds of her pussy—swelling and thickening inside her. Savoring the sweet pleasure of the vigorous thrusts pounding against her walls—and moaning in a dazed, erotic trance with sounds of "Ah... Mmm... Ah... Sss... Mmm..."—Malavika reveled in the ecstasy of Arvind's fucking. Suddenly, Arvind drove his cock deep—burying it all the way to the base against Malavika's pussy—and, with sudden, sharp pulses, ejaculated his warm semen deep into the very depths of her womb.

As she felt the sensation of her husband's warm seed flowing into the deepest recesses of her womanhood—a sensation that transcended the minor waves of pleasure she had been experiencing until then—Malavika suddenly climaxed alongside Arvind in a powerful, explosive orgasm, crying out: "Ahhh... Arvind... I'm coming... I'm coming... Ah... Arvind... I see heaven... ...Heaven!" As she cried out, "It feels so good!" while clutching tightly to her husband, and just after he had ejaculated inside her—his cock, now dripping with both his own semen and her juices, was being slowly withdrawn from her pussy. 

As Arvind began to rise and lift himself off her body, Malavika cried out, "Ah... Arvind... don't leave me! No... please don't... don't leave me and go!" "Please... Arvind... don't just get up and leave halfway through like that... please!" Malavika pleaded loudly, tightening her grip as she held Arvind fast in a fierce embrace.

 

With great difficulty, Arvind managed to break free from Malavika's hold. As he withdrew his cock—which was dripping wet with both Malavika's juices and his own cum—he turned toward Akki. She had already spread her thighs, presenting her pussy and waiting eagerly for him. With a forceful thrust, he drove his cock deep into Akki's hole until it buried itself against her pubic bone. "Ah... Daddy!" Akki moaned, wrapping her legs tightly around his waist as she clung to him with passionate fervor. Arvind began thrusting vigorously inside Akki, delivering half a dozen hard strokes before ejaculating once more—spurting two fresh loads of cum deep into the depths of her pussy.

"Hold on for just a moment," he whispered. "Now I'm going to slide my cock back into Mom's pussy; I'll mix both your juices together and then serve them to your mouth." By this point, having been relentlessly fucking Malavika for quite some time, Arvind was finding it increasingly difficult to hold back his release. With that, Arvind withdrew his cock—which had been buried deep within the folds of Akki's pussy—and told her, "Come over here, settle yourself comfortably right next to Mom, and lie down. I’ll be back on top of you again shortly." 

Having said this, Arvind slid off Akki and climbed onto Malavika, intending to thrust his cock—still dripping with Akki's juices—into her. Hearing Arvind promise to climb back onto her later, Akki happily lay down beside her mother; she then opened her mouth and waited eagerly, ready to receive her father's cock and its fluids when he returned to mount her.



However, moments earlier—when Arvind had ejaculated the first time—Malavika had been reluctant to let go of the intense pleasure she was experiencing. Despite her pleas of "No, no!" Arvind had ruthlessly disengaged from her, rising and stepping away without heeding her protests. Left in tears by this abrupt departure, Malavika watched as Arvind climbed back onto her, bringing his cock—still wet with Akki's juices—to thrust it once again into her pussy. Still sulking, she turned her face away and clamped her legs shut, refusing to let Arvind insert his cock.

Responding to her pique, Arvind embraced her and began to console her, saying, "I’ll give you pleasure again—one more time, I promise." Delighted by the prospect of getting fucked by her husband once more, Malavika spread her thighs wide and offered her pussy to Arvind. Breathing a sigh of relief, Arvind thrust his cock back into his wife's pussy and continued to fuck Malavika for another three or four minutes. Finally—with a sudden, sharp spurt—he ejaculated his final load deep inside Malavika's pussy; then, leaving his cock buried deep within her, Arvind slumped down onto Malavika in a state of blissful exhaustion.

Angrily wondering, "What is Dad preaching, and what is he actually doing?" Akki shoved her father off her mother. She then took his cock—which was dripping wet with various fluids—into her small mouth and began to suck on it. It was only then that Arvind suddenly remembered: he had completely forgotten about Akki. Declaring this his "punishment," she sank her front teeth firmly into the head of his cock.

"Ahhhhh..." he cried out, jolting upright. Startled by his sudden outburst, Akki looked at her father and asked, "What happened, Dad?"—and only then did he realize that it had all been a dream: his wife returning from out of town; Akki walking in while he was in the middle of fucking his wife; him pleasuring them both; and then, when he momentarily forgot about Akki, her angrily biting his cock.

He cursed Akki inwardly for ruining such a good dream; yet, as Arvind gazed into her eyes, his anger melted away, giving way to a surge of love.