Misc. Erotica Pimped By Brother-In-Law By Anahitagarwal

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Pimped By Brother-In-Law 

By Anahitagarwal

Hi everyone, this is Anahita, 25 yr old housewife, and I would like to tell you how I got was pimped during a marriage by a cousin of my husband. It happened about 6 months ago, when Rohan (the brother in law) was visiting town for the marriage. Being a 2nd year IITian, he had maintained himself quite well and was a 5ft10in muscular smart guy, who could have got anyone with his looks itself.


It started in the pre marriage party, which involved some drinking and dancing. My husband being a very shy man, was sitting at a corner holding the drink, while I was dancing around on the floor. Rohan and his friends kept my company most of the time, and he kept on passing me diluted vodka as time passed by. We got pretty close like this and there was a lot of touching while dancing, which I thought was accidental.

On the marriage day, I was wearing a pink saree with golden borders, short sleeved blouse, with minimal coverage at my back, and the low petticoat provided a good view of my back as well. Of course, I love it when I get the stares, but I never expected how the day turned out to be. Rohan being the brother of the groom was also suited up and his looks complemented the beauty of his black suit. I saw him looking at me, with a thirst in his eyes, and he never missed any opportunity to come close to me and brush his hands against my bare waist. I enjoyed these subtle gestures, but couldn’t take it a step ahead.

We were all standing in a circle and talking when Rohan accidentally dropped his drink on my pallu, and the mark was very prominent. Immediately, he suggested that I go to the hotel nearby where they had booked a room for guests and clean it up. I went to the place to clean up the mess. As, I took off the saree, I realized that the soft touches of Rohan had made me horny, and I badly needed some sex in the beautiful five star hotel room.

In order to get a quickie, I called up the water ordering some fresh water, and got naked, wrapping a towel around myself. When he knocked the door, I let him in, and asked him to keep the tray by bedside, as I went to the door, locked it, and dropped the towel.

The waiter, a cute guy in his mid 20s, knew exactly what I wanted, and picked me up and kissing my tits, threw me on the bed, pouncing upon me, messing my hair as he explored my body. He held me tight as he kissed me all over, before taking off his uniform, and pointing his 5 inch cock at my pussy. All, I wanted was a casual fuck, and that’s what the waiter was giving me. I was sweating and I just started moaning in pleasure when I heard a knock on the door, with Rohan asking, “Bhabhi, are you done yet, I gotta take Bhaiya ka shoes from the room, the ceremony is over.”

I knew I was in trouble. I had a penis in my vagina, and it was so frustrating to feel it shrink inside me. There was complete silence. I got up, wrapped a towel around my sweaty naked body, slid my innerwears under the bed and pushed the waiter inside the bathroom with his clothes telling Rohan, “Bhaiya, wait a minute, I got drenched while washing clothes.”

I opened the door in towel only, and Rohan was surprised to see me like that. He walked inside asking, “What happened to your hair bhabhi?” I had no answer to his question that why my hair was so disheveled, I tried to divert the topic asking him where are the groom’s shoes. “Bhaiya, I don’t think I will be able to make it to the marriage for another hour, will wait for my clothes to dry off under this fan.” Rohan looked at the fan and asked back, “Why are you sweating so much in the AC and the fan?” He smiled as if he knew what was going on.

I stumbled for words, and said, “Hurry up, bhaiya must be waiting.” He peeped under the bed where he had kept the shoes, and picked up my brassiere and panties. He asked me again, “Bhabhi, why did you take your inner garments off, they are not wet? Are you hiding something?” He leaped towards the cupboard, not finding anyone. I was pale, and didn’t know what to do. Then, he rushed for the bathroom door only to find it locked. He now knew it, and asked aloud “Who is inside?” I was so embarrassed when he picked up the bow of the waiter, and said, “Ohh, looks like you were using some room service” and winked at me.

I dropped my towel now, and replied with a wicked smile, “Rohan, maybe I won’t need it anymore.” He moved up to me, and started kissing my neck ,biting my earlobe. “Oh bhabhi, you are so fucking tasty.” Running his hands through my hair, he started sucking my lip, and I reciprocated with equal passion. He was rubbing my back kissing me hard, our tongues licking each others’. I took off his coat, and shirt, getting him topless. He broke the kiss, and moved down, burying his mouth in my cleavage, as I felt his cock inside his pants. It was big and throbbing inside. I mumbled, “Wow Rohan, you are so big inside” He started biting my nipples, as I moaned louder in pain. He unzipped his fly and lowered his pants. “Why don’t you find out what’s in store for you bhabhi?”, he said.

It was easily 7 inches long, and I couldn’t wait to hold it tight. It could have easily torn my pussy. It was throbbing hard in my grip. “Show me how good you are bhabhi”, he said. I went down on my knees, and started working on his tool for the perfect blow job. Licking the entire shaft, sucking the precum out, biting his balls sac, I looked up to find him pointing his mobile phone at me. I asked, “Why do you need to photograph me Rohan, you can get this whenever you ask for.” I went back to sucking his cock as he didn’t reply. I sucked his cock for atleast ten minutes, when he made me lie on the bed, and started playing with my thirsty wet pussy.

He thumbed my clitoris, while his finger kept on exploring me inside. It made me moan, but whenever, I used to come close to an orgasm, he used to withdraw, making me more and more desperate for a fuck. I was begging him to fuck me now, as my pussy was totally wet, and I wanted to throw up an orgasm. When he was not working on my pussy, he was busy with his phone, and I didn’t mind him taking photographs.

I badly wanted a nice fuck, and I placed myself in the doggie style position, when I heard another knock on the door. I thought it was the waiter in the bathroom, and I told Rohan, “Let that guy walk out, he’s knocking the bathroom door.” Rohan spanked my butt saying, “Bhabhi, its not the waiter, he’s been peeping through the open door all this while, there is one more guest for you.” I was terrified when he said that. “But Rohan, it is only your cock that I want inside me.”

He started dressing up and replied laughing, “We shall see that later, right now you are my bitch, and you will do whatever I say, because I have all the photos.” I was speechless and scared when he said these words. He continued, “Now go and open the door, your first customer has been waiting for quite some time.” On one hand, I needed a bad fuck, and on the other hand, I was being blackmailed by my brother-in-law.

I reached for the towel to cover my body when Rohan interrupted, “My whore bhabhi is still feeling shy, give him a naked welcome. Trust me, when we are done with this, you will thank your stars for this day.” I went to the door naked, and opened to find a friend of Rohan waiting. I didn’t even know his name.

I had just seen him in the marriage. He pushed me inside locking the door yelling at me, “How much time does it take to open a fucking door?”, turning to Rohan he continued, “Wow, I never thought that you will be able to convince her to do it.” He took his wallet put, handing Rohan 3 thousand rupees, when I finally realized that Rohan was pimping me. I started weeping silently, when Rohan told me laughing, “Don’t worry bhabhi, you will get one thousand from this.” His friend continued to insult me saying, “and the tips too, if you are good.”

Without wasting any more time, he started rubbing his hands over my body, scratching my back with his nails. I was in pain as he kept on pinching me, esp my tits and butts. As he continued playing with me, my groans turned into moans. He was kissing me all over, and I started to strip him down. He was very busy with my tits, kissing them hard, and very soon we were lying naked on the bed, his body over mine.

He moved down licking my pussy, as I continued to moan louder, reaching orgasm for the first time. He was pretty quick with his tongue. Then, he stood up on the floor, pulling me down saying, “Suck it hard, u whore.” I enjoyed being addressed like that. I licked it clean first. He had a hairy cock, and I could literally smell his sweat in it.

I was loving the taste even when I was expected to hate it. After gentle handling, I pushed his 6 inch tool deep in my throat, and kept on sucking. He told Rohan, “Your bhabhi is a really great sucker, she looks to be thirsty for my cum.”

I looked at Rohan, he was busy on his phone while he watched us having fun. His friend pulled my hair tight, and said, “Lemme fuck you now, you will get all the cum you want.” He picked me up, pushing me flat on the bed, when Rohan interrupted, “Amit, you didn’t pay me for the fuck, it will cost 2 thousand more.” Amit accepted, and pushed his cock in my pussy.

It was so wet that it went in very smoothly. He fucked me hard, showing no gentleness, and I was moaning out loud not worrying about Rohan and the waiter enjoying the scene. I was transformed into a whore. When he was about to cum, he withdrew, and turned me around, emptying his load on my face. The warm fluid was such a great feeling, that I laid there on the bed, with Amit on top of me.
Amit got up to wear his clothes back, and I also started to look for mine, when Rohan interrupted, “Bhabhi, what’s the point in wearing it, you will only waste time taking it off for the next guy.” He turned to the the waiter, “Clean up the bitch for the next guy, you can also have fun while you are at it.”

I knew that I was about to have a long night. When Amit was done wearing his suit, he paid Rohan the remaining 2 grands. The waiter came with a towel soaked in warm water, cleaning and feeling me up at the same time. It was so soothing. Amit was about to leave when I said the most unexpected thin, “What about my tip Amit?” Amit turned back, and all the guys burst into laughter. He asked me to turn around and bend over. He came and pushed a five hundred in my butt cleavage, spanking it hard, as if in anger. He turned back to leave the room, when Rohan offered him to stay back and enjoy since he was such a generous tipper, and he happily agreed.

Soon enough, there was another knock at the door, and I was made to go through the same thing again and again, with 3 more guys. I was totally tired and was lying flat after everyone had left. Rohan came to me with my clothes and said, “Bhabhi, lets go to the marriage, otherwise they may find out.” I got up and left for the marriage. The guys who nailed me were also there, constantly smiling at me, as if planning for the next day.

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Hi! You must have read about how I got pimped at a marriage by Rohan, my brother-in-law. He had taken few videos of mine fooling around with his friends/clients, but I never bothered myself over it, as I enjoyed it too. Since then, I have been trying to call him, and engage him in more hot chat, but he has always been claiming to be busy/tired etc trying to avoid me. As a result, I got mad, and stopped calling too.


Last month, he was visiting his home in the town, and he called me up requesting me to accompany him to a party at his friend’s place. I was very surprised by the sudden invitation, but I declined and expressed my anger over him rejecting my calls. “Why do you want me to come with you to this party? You seem to be not interested in me”, I asked.

Rohan said that this party needs him to come as a couple, and he doesn’t want to miss out on the fun. Hr requested me for a while, and promised to delete the clips that he had with him if I accompany him. My hubby still thought that I am a sati savitri, and I thought that it would be a good idea getting rid of any traces. I agreed and asked him, “I have never been to these parties, what should I wear?” Rohan asked me to wear anything of my choice, provided I look attractive in them, as there will be girlfriends and wives of other people too. He told me that he will pick me up in the evening, and added, “Bhaiya (my hubby) won’t know anything, as he won’t be back before another 2 days.” I was surprised that he knew about his absence from home.

I wore a plain blue sari, and to add sexiness to the outfit, wore black lingerie, and sleeveless low cut blouse, and matching petticoat, and carried my blue Louis Vuitton. He picked me up, at 7 in the evening, and drove me to a far off place. On the way, I asked him, “What kind of party is this gonna be?” He saw that I am a little nervous about the party, and replied, “Bhabhi, don’t be nervous, you will be fine, just pretend to be my girlfriend. It will be a card party for us, and you can socialize with the other women. It will be followed up with a dance, and that’s it.”

We reached the place, a farmhouse, far off from the city, in the middle of jungle, and there were only 5 guys there. I recognized one of them as his friend, as he had fucked me on the marriage day, but the five others were strangers in their mid-thirties to forties, all in their casuals, enjoying drinks over a poker table. Rohan was also in his t-shirt and jeans, and I was getting suspicious now. He told me, “I guess we are a little early, why don’t you make yourself a drink, I will join the guys for poker.”

There was no other woman/girl in the room, and I watched them play poker, with real cash. Rohan was winning, and he kept on shouting every time he won, often kissing and hugging me, calling me his lucky charm. I was beginning to understand the game too, and got engrossed in it, noticing that no other guest had turned up. The bets started getting higher, and game got more intense. Rohan had converted his five thousand to twenty five thousand, and he was beginning to take more risks, often bluffing. Rohan was good at reading his opponents’ bluffs, and it helped him win the game. One game, it came down to Rohan and his friend (who was not so friendly now), and Rohan was certain that he was bluffing, he kept on raising the stakes, even though he didn’t have the cards to do so.

At last, he was forced to go all in, and both the players were found to be bluffing, with Rohan having the worse set of cards. He lost everything he had. He was devastated, as he was out of money, and asked me, “Anahita, how much money do you have, I will pay you once I win mine back.” The others mocked him for the bankruptcy, and I surfed through my purse, only able to find two thousand rupees, it was not enough for a single bet. After, the guys were done with their mocking, a bald guy, probably in his forties, offered to buy my purse for ten thousand. Rohan begged me and I folded, selling my fifty thousand rupees purse for fifteen after some bargaining. Very soon, that was lost too. I told Rohan, “Let us go, both of us are out of cash, and this is no fun.”

His friend stopped him from getting up from the table, and said, “Why not use your whore? Let her give us all a lap dance in her lingerie, and you can get one grand from each of us.” I was in shock and disgust, trying to pull Rohan out of the place, holding his hands, but he pulled me back, “It is not a bad deal, BHABHI, you are going to do it for me.” Everyone was even more impressed when they found out that I am his bhabhi.

A stranger asked Rohan, “Is that the reason why you got her here?” I was totally embarrassed, and I firmly replied, “No, I am not doing it Rohan.” Rohan had a wicked smile on his face, “Alright, let us go, I will mail the clips to Bhaiya, and everyone in the family on the way.” Rohan was standing now, with one hand over my shoulder, and the other holding my pallu. I had to agree, but I tried to negotiate saying, “But this is as far as it goes, I am not compromising further.”

As soon as he got the green signal, he immediately took off my sari pin, and spun me out of my sari. “Take the blouse, and petticoat off too, and this is not it. If I need money, I will ask you for more, and you will have to do it my whore.” I knew it was serious, and was out of options. For, the first time, I didn’t want to have sex. I took off the blouse and petticoat, and tried to appear smart by making a negotiation, “I will do it, but you can’t put your hands inside my lingerie.” The guys whispered among themselves, laughing, and agreed.

But when I was about to start the lap dance for the first person, he stopped me, and got naked, and others followed him. I was supposed to lap dance on ugly naked people, for just two grands. I reluctantly started it, avoiding the touch of their cocks, but they grabbed me tight, and felt up my entire body with their hands and mouth, not putting their hands inside as promised.

Rohan got the five thousand as promised, and he continued to play well for another hour before losing the entire cash in spite of having a flush. I watched the game sitting next to him, still in my lingerie, as Rohan asked me to stay that way. The guys were also sitting naked, often rubbing their cocks looking at me. I was starting to get turned on with 5 naked men, watching me and rubbing their tools. Without taking my consent, Rohan immediately asked them, “How much are you guys willing to pay, if bhabhi gives u a blowjob?”

After some discussion, they settled on another two thousand each, if I take my clothes off completely, and they get to do anything they want to. I unhooked my bra, and slid my panties down my legs, as the guys cheered at the site of my milky white 36c breasts, and clean shaved pussy. I got down on my knees, and started the act with a man in mid thirties. He was hairy and it made his cock look small.

I lubricated his tool first by licking it. Strands of his pubic hair came in my mouth, and to my surprise, I was not feeling the disgust anymore. The other guys stood behind me, and started exploring my tits, pussy, and ass. They were gentle to start with, warming me up, only twisting my nipples slowly, and rubbing my clitoris. I was beginning to get aroused now. I continued to suck the cock harder, shoving it deep down my throat, as the guys were now squeezing my tits trying to milk them. I had fingers in my asshole and pussy at the same time.

Suddenly, I heard Rohan’s voice shouting, “This is more than enough for two thousand you slut, go to the next guy.” The guy pulled his cock out of my mouth. I wanted his cum over my face, and I was deprived of that. The other guys took turns, and I sucked all of them for 5-10 mins each. Rohan made sure that none of them shot their load on my face, by intervening in time. I had to be satisfied with the precum. The guys continued to crib, for not getting enough of the blowjob. but Rohan was adamant. He got the ten thousand, and then suddenly he asked, “Pay five thousand each, and you guys get the woman for the night. You can do whatever you want with her.” He was officially pimping me now, my total cost being forty thousand for the night, with 5 guys.

The guys immediately agreed, and paid him the sum. They took turns to fuck me in various positions, one after the other shooting their loads inside my pussy, mouth, asshole, and on my body. By the time they were done, it was 4am in the morning, and I was bruised all over thanks to constant pinching, my butts were red due to repeated spanking, and my pussy and ass were hurting. I was totally worn out, lying naked on the poker table, covered in my own sweat, and cum of the guys. The guys were bragging among themselves how many times they made me cum. Rohan came up to me, and said, “Bhabhi, you are a great piece. Thanks to you I have forty thousand cash now, and more of your videos… Wear your clothes now bitch, and lets go… can’t carry you naked early in the morning.”

The guys interrupted, “Wait, the night is not over yet.” I was shocked and sitting up pulling my bra and panties, I asked, “Oh! I am so tired, what do you guys want from me now?” Rohan’s friend replied, “Don’t worry bhabhi, we will be gentle. Let us take you to the Jacuzzi and clean you up.” I was relieved when I heard the word Jacuzzi, as that was exactly what I needed. The hairy guy came up to me, pulling the lingerie from my hands, picked me up, and seated me on his shoulders, carried me to the Jacuzzi and put me into it. Other 4 guys followed him, and they entered the huge Jacuzzi, turning the warm jets on.

They started rubbing my body, cleaning me up. I was feeling so relaxed with the rubbing and jets on my body. One of them started rubbing my clitoris, and fingering me again, and the other two focused on cleaning my tits, and pits. I was getting turned on again, and started moaning out loud. I needed another round of fuck, and holding the cock of the bald guy, I seated myself on him, and slowly inserted his cock in my aching pussy. We were kissing now, as he slowly pushed his cock inside, and another guy pounced on my back, putting his cock in my asshole. This was the first time in my life, I had 2 cocks inside my ass and pussy simultaneously. I went through multiple orgasms as the guys took turns and fucked me inside the Jacuzzi for another 2 hours, and I was out of energy yet again.

Rohan now barged in the bath area, shouting, “How much of fucking do you want you slut. Its morning, we should be leaving now?” The guys pulled the plug holding the water, and got out of the Jacuzzi. As a part of the final act, as the water was draining out, they urinated over my face, and body, and it felt like having a bath in perfume. I happily walked out carrying their urine, mopped dry my body with a towel, and put on my sari. I turned to Rohan and said, “Let’s go now, when do we come back?”

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