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Thanks a lot for reading this wonderful tale. Have you ever questioned why do we have a format of a medium called ‘sex story’ when we have a choice of seeing high-quality porn videos streaming all the fuck, lick, suck, crazy things in vivid detail?
 
Of course, ‘sex stories’ remain alive because it is so wonderful compared to video content. A wonderfully written story can give a long-lasting effect making one recall the story and enjoy numerous times. It is a powerful way to communicate emotions, feelings, romance intimacy and erotic things.

A thoughtful story creates a warm feeling with the readers and if the medium is used thoughtfully with the right plot, characterization, situations, dialogs, conversations, and emotions. We can create a fabulous sex story where readers can immerse themselves deep into the plot and enjoy them being one of the characters in the story.

Unfortunately, it is very rare to find such high-quality story-driven content for sex stories. Very professional writers write nonsex stories involving sentiment, emotion, love, and all other feelings. But they wont touch on XX rated stories. Sex stories can be entirely different than explaining just pure intercourse explanation.

Many novice writers misunderstand the difference between sex story and sex narration. They are entirely different. Writing pages of content explaining what boy and girl did to each other in sex is sex narration and not sex story. That is too boring to read.


I was not sure how this story will be received by readers as it was very lengthy one of 15 episodes. I worried who will read a long story. I was proven that my thought was wrong with a nice response from readers. Later I realized that writing porn is a kind of addiction because one cannot simply write porn.

A writer needs to think of the situation, position, conversation, action, and many other things. In the course of thinking this will make a writer think about sex all the time. This will definitely take their productivity out from their life. They will be always thinking about this. Writing requires a hell lot of time from their daily activity.
I personally felt that I gave the least priority to real life thinking and writing porn. I forgot to progress in career, forgot to service vehicle on time. I thought writing is too injurious to personal and family well being. So I decided to step away from writing to get rid of the addiction.

I managed to be away from writing for a long period. Now I feel a bit of thirst to write again. I want to cautiously balance and spent on writing. Hence decided to time-bound and write one decent story.
 
 

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Innocent BIL And Husband

One of the readers of my story is Pooja. We become close friends after a couple of conversation.

She shared her personal sex experience with her younger brother-in-law (her hubby’s brother). Her experience and story had all the masala ingredients that qualify for a perfect erotic story. When I asked her about making her experience as a story, she gladly agreed to do with protecting her privacy enough.

I finally penned down her experience as a wonderful story and presenting here in the format of Pooja telling the story. From my understanding, Pooja is very conservative, god fearing and conservative girl. Not a wild beast looking for sex. She had a strong compelling situation and rationale behind how such a girl changed like that.



It was wonderful to hear and erotic as well. She will explain it in vivid details.



This tale explains how such a morally good and god-fearing conservative and traditional girl’s (Pooja’s) bonding with her brother-in-law changed into love. What an emotional roller coaster she had gone through in this journey.



How her interest progressed slowly from love to lust and made her determined strongly towards achieving her goal. How she achieved successfully got her desires full filled. Please take a minute of your time to ‘like’ this story. Link to ‘like’ appears at the bottom of the story and if you have time.

 

 

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Innocent BIL And Husband

  

 
Pooja will explain the story:

 
Hi readers, my name is Pooja. I am married to a smart and handsome Vivek, a civil engineer. I don’t believe in describing my beauty myself. This is someone else to judge my beauty. But I believe I may look beautiful for a few reasons. I received 80+ love proposals during college days.
 
After I joined working in IT in my office I got around 15+ love proposal before marriage. These things indicate that I look beautiful for guys around me. I appreciate my shapes and body curves when I glance at my own structure in the mirror while bathing.
 
I’m 5.4” height and own expressive eyes, lips, and whitish complexion, curly hairs up long below my shoulders When Varun expressed his thought of sharing my personal experience as a wonderful story; I was a bit hesitant, to begin with. Later I felt it would be very thrilling for me to remember every detail that occurred in the course of my journey and apprize those reminiscences.
 
I finally said, “OK.” I cannot forget that remarkable experience till my last breath. If I would have questioned myself a few years back that whether I would have had lust on my brother-in-law in the future, I would ferociously reply myself that it is too low to think like that.
 
However, fortunately, or unfortunately, I have slowly fallen in love with my brother-in-law. My affection for him has increased slowly over the months. I reached a frantic stage where I seriously need him bodily close as we always keep a moderate distance. My infatuation on him made me unbalanced.
 
I was in a serious predicament, confusion, and moral anxiety.
 
Lastly, I came out of all these confusions and found that I have breached the state of confusion. I very clearly decided that I very badly need my brother-in-law sexually, emotionally and bodily closer to me.
 
I was in a terrible situation as nothing happen the way that my heart desires. I cannot go low like a B grade girl to seduce him dropping my saree as u see in movies, I want dignity and respect from him as his respectable sister-in-law, but at the same time, I want all the fun. I know you are getting angry with my crazy desires and conditions.
 
Trying to seduce him is a riskier for me as my brother-in-law is not the kind of person who will appreciate it. It is a greater danger that I will lose his trust, admiration and even the current relationship. I truly value his relationship more than my lust, I don’t want to take even a 1 % risk by any failure attempt of seducing him.
 
I know 100% he will not also make any attempt from his side as he admires and respects me as his Bhabhi (Hindi), Anni (Tamil), Vodina (Telugu). Anyway, I strongly believe that magic will happen if my faith in God is true. If all my prayers to God are true, definitely God will help in some way to make my fantasy and desire come true.
 
I made serious efforts and meticulous planning to achieve my goal. 

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Finally with the help of God’s grace I was able to achieve my lifetime goal of attaining him without losing my respect as his sister-in-law. That time I realized that the mind is so powerful and if one continuously thinks and plans for it and it will happen successfully.


It will be very difficult to explain all my experience and journey in a short paragraph, I need to explain all of the incidents in a chain of events, so I need to explain in detail. So I kindly request your patience to hear my detailed narration of events. Please excuse the length.

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To tell about my family and me. I’m the only daughter of my parents. I’ve been brought up with high moral values and culture. I never ever engaged in any filthy activities during my adolescence and teenage. I never had any boyfriend even in the age of sex feeling peaks.

I stayed away from gents, boys during college and college days to protect my modesty. I was very determined that my hubby should be the first and only person to enjoy me. I completed my graduation and parents arranged a marriage with Vivek.

I liked him a lot. He is a smart, handsome young chap any girl will fall in love. I feel blessed to marry him. And I love him beyond everything in the world. I’m naturally good in heart and have tolerance and accept people well. So I happily settled with his family and took care of his aged parents.

I treated them as my parents. I settled smoothly within Vivek’s family and their family member’s heart because of my kind and good qualities. Vivek and his family’s top priority is to bring up Kishore well in his academics and get him to settle in his career.

I was requested to take care of his studies and help with his education as I’m well educated. He got a bit closer to me after a few interactions. I helped him with his studies and he shined well. He became close to me to help me in many things like buying groceries, taking me to temple and parent’s house and etc. when Vivek is not available.

During these time even in extreme wild dreams, I did not have any lust or bad intention on him. I just treated him in a brother sort of relationship. Aah, I have to tell about how he looks. He’s got a well-built body with toned muscles. He appeared like a teen model.

I liked him with pure affection and without any bad thought. I pampered him with my love and affection by making/cooking delicious items for him time to time and taking care of him. The whole of Vivek’s family admired and appreciated that I gelled with them and the way I’m taking care of Kishore.

I would like to highlight one key problem with Kishore. It is the main concern for Vivek as well as this is the only reason they both fight intensely. 

Kishore is fond of movies and he spends a lot of time watching movies. His ambition is to become an actor in the movie field.

Vivek is totally against this wish of Kishore. He wanted Kishore to become an engineer. Vivek is highly worried that Kishore’s movie interest will introduce unnecessary distraction with his studies and he may fail. Moreover, an acting career is not always guaranteed to be successful.

Hence Vivek vigorously rejected the idea of Kishore’s acting career interest. Despite the movie interest, Kishore did well in his academics. I coached him well and got very good marks in his final examination. Many times I used to get scolding from Vivek as I was spoiling him with pocket money for his movie expenses.

But I tried to convince Vivek that he needs a bit of fun in life as he is really studying well. I try to strike balance between both of them when they take this topic and started quarreling. Kishore respects my words. I try to save Kishore from Vivek during such heated conversations.

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Finally, Kishore finished his pre-college education with a good academic result. The core issue started in the family again. Kishore stood firm to proceed his career by enrolling into Viscom. Also proceeding with entry with all acting related courses like dance, martial arts, horse riding, etc.


Vivek became terrified hearing Kishore’s plan. Vivek was adamant that he wants him to enroll in engineering studies. Heated discussions crossed limits where Vivek started raising his hand against Kishore on this topic. I struggled to meddle between them to make them calm.

I intervened and tried to tame the situation by talking to them separately. Vivek brought out his very valid concern about the success/winning rate of an acting career. He worried that Kishore will spoil his life without success in this field. Vivek wanted to ensure Kishore gets well settled in some professional career.

I could deeply understand Vivek’s valid concern. I spent time with Kishore in explaining his brother’s concern and justification of why Vivek is adamant. On the other end, Kishore shared his justification. He insisted that one’s career decision should come from themselves and not forced by others.

He strongly argued that he has all the strong potential to become successful as an actor. For me, it became tough to convince both of them and bring them to a common ground. I told Kishore, “Kishore, I agree with all your points and ambition. I really want to support them.”

“But you need to understand that your brother’s concern is also valid. I and Vivek worry about you failing in your career. If you cannot succeed, your entire career/life is lost. You cannot start academics later. At the same time, I respect your opinion that career should be of your choice. But we need to settle in between which is win-win for you and also us. I have a plan, will you agree?”

Kishore: “What is it, Anni?”

Me: “Kishore, for everyone a career is important. I support your interest in movie acting career. But you need to have a backup career in the engineering field in case you fail in the movie field.”

Me: “So I would like to propose that you enroll engineering course and at the same time enroll in all other movie-related classes like acting, dancing. We as a family will support you. You just need to give up your idea of enrolling in Viscom course. You can do all the attempts to grab movie chance.”

Me: “ If you prove successful in an acting career, you can drop out engineering studies. We won’t have any issue there. In case if you don’t succeed in it, you should seriously pursue engineering. During the course of study, you should give your best towards academics and follow your heart with acting proposals. Does it sound like a good deal for you?”

Kishore settled down with the deal understanding the justification from both sides. I explained this decision to my hubby Vivek. Vivek was still very hesitant to agree with this decision. He was worried that Kishore may not keep his promise towards engineering academics.

I convinced that I will take care of monitoring his studies and ensure that Kishore focuses on his studies as well. I insisted that we need to trust Kishore and we need to make him feel confident. Vivek finally agreed to the plan. 

Finally, we planned to move to Chennai.

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It was the best place for his further study, Vivek’s engineering career and also for my IT career. Vivek quickly grabbed a good position with a reputed MNC with an excellent pay package. I managed to find an excellent job in an IT Multinational company with extremely good pay.

We happily moved to Chennai. We hired a high-end apartment in the posh Adyar area as we both earned more than enough to live a posh luxury life. Kishore joined an engineering college. He got all personal grooming items like home gym exercise equipment and all personal grooming accessories.

I started my new job and I liked the environment and my office job. Overall I enjoyed the new lifestyle in Chennai. Ours is a three bedroom apartment. We have one bedroom for Kishore. We occupied another bedroom. We lived a very contented life in the new city.

Vivek started working for his new office. Life of all three of us went very happy and smooth. I spent evening times with Kishore to mentor his engineering studies. He kept his promise of studies. Also, he joined in extracurricular activities for the cine industry like dancing, swimming, aerobics, horse riding, etc.

As usual, Kishore played a great role in helping me in household chores. Taking me around places, shops in his bike when Vivek gets delayed coming back home from his construction site. Even during this time I never had any sexual attraction on him.

While our life was going very smooth, we got a massive disruption in terms of Vivek’s job. Vivek’s company liked his performance a lot. They wanted him to oversee a Mega construction project in Dubai for a short term. Vivek was in a pathetic situation.

He could not refuse this offer as he joined recently and it may risk his job. On the other than the offer is very lucrative in nature and a big boost for his career. Considering all these situations Vivek did not have any option other than accepting it.

My heart was devastated with the news of Vivek leaving me and going to Dubai. We had never been apart after our marriage so far. At the same time as a matured girl, I could understand his situation. He convinced me that this project will be short term and he will come soon.

He will also come frequently. He promised that he will come every 3 months for a break. Finally no option for me to other than accepting the situation.

Vivek convinced me that I don’t need to have any concern about safety and security as Kishore is with me. He will take care of domestic work and help.

Neither I nor Vivek did not feel odd that I and Kishore going to be in the same house alone. Because I never saw or thought him in any such angle. Moreover, Kishore is also a gentle nice guy. So we did not find anything wrong with me and Kishore staying in the same home.

Moreover, my hubby trusts me a lot. Kishore also felt sad about Vivek leaving for Dubai. We went to the airport to send off Vivek. I broke down seeing Vivek leaving me. I cried on his shoulder without worrying about people seeing me. Vivek felt heart touched and proud to get such a loving wife.

He convinced me and kissed me. Kishore watched all this and felt bad for my situation. Finally, after all, emotional drama, we waved bye. 


I and Kishore headed back home. 

It was a late night flight, so we came home almost 12 am. I entered home with a sad feeling of missing Vivek.

First time in my life I felt a strange and different feeling while locking the door. This is not the first time being alone with Kishore in privacy at home. But this time I felt different because it is a new home. We just recently we set up everything. My hubby is several thousand miles away and parents are a few hundred miles away.

It is a locked door. No one will knock the door the whole night. Whatever happens within this closed door will be secret from the world. I un-intentionally compared my situation with a newlywed couple starting their life in an apartment.

Where parents setup every arrangement and leave them in privacy to enjoy life. I immediately shook my head violently scolding myself, chee chee what sort of cheap thinking? How can I think like that? I quickly shrugged my bad thoughts by scolding myself.

I thought, “I’m an elder and responsible SIL. Kishore is my lovely BIL 

(BIL = Brother in LAW, SIL = Sister in law). 

There is nothing beyond this. Even thinking like that is a sin.” But at that time I did not know there are a lot of twists/turns waiting for me in my life.



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This will be continued in the next episode. Please take a minute of your time to share your feedback about this story to;,.'Pooja 

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This story belongs to Pooja, se shared her personal sex experience with her younger brother-in-law (her hubby’s brother). Her experience and story had all the masala ingredients that qualify for a perfect erotic story. When I asked her about making her experience as a story, she gladly agreed to do with protecting her privacy enough.

I finally penned down her experience as a wonderful story and presenting here in the format of Pooja telling the story. From my understanding, Pooja is very conservative, god fearing and conservative girl. Not a wild beast looking for sex. She had a strong compelling situation and rationale behind how such a girl changed like that.

It was wonderful to hear and erotic as well. She will explain it in vivid details.

This tale explains how such a morally good and god-fearing conservative and traditional girl’s (Pooja’s) bonding with her brother-in-law changed into love. What an emotional roller coaster she had gone through in this journey.

How her interest progressed slowly from love to lust and made her determined strongly towards achieving her goal. How she achieved successfully got her desires full filled. Please take a minute of your time to ‘like’ this story. Link to ‘like’ appears at the bottom of the story and if you have time.


Read Part 1 of the story before continuing

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Part 2 continued…





After Vivek left went days were very normal, nothing very spicy or interesting happened between us. Both of our life went as normal. I just went to the office and come back in the evening. He started going to college and exploring Chennai. We met in the evening.

He shared his experience of the day in college and city. As he was new to the city, he explored a lot in the city and shared his experience. We just sat in the living room on a sofa and would chitchat in the evening. Then we have dinner cooked by me or got from the hotel and we go to sleep in our respective rooms.

Kishore helped me a lot in household work and he helped me during cooking in cutting vegetables, etc. He shared the major part of housecleaning work. I felt happy as I got a good companion for most of the things. He was of great support for me to go around the city for any work.

I asked him to take me to temples during the weekend, as I am sincere in praying and have God faith. We occasionally go out to the restaurant during the weekend to dine. I felt Kishore as a good companion and support for me as I am lonely away from my hubby.

As we both are alone, I got more opportunity to interact with him and speak to him on various topics and understand him better. Few months of togetherness at home and roaming out during the weekend brought us closer. I started observing him closely.

Once I started observing him closely, I found a lot of interesting and high-quality characters in him. As I talked to him more and more, I admired his thoughts, philosophy and certain vision. I was very happy that he is keeping his commitments to Vivek and to me on his studies. He is excelling in education.

He is very sincere and dedicated to what he does. Every morning without fail he religiously does exercise and gym at home. I could see him in a lot of sweat doing hard work. I admire his physique and body maintenance. When I noticed his room, he kept it very neat and organized, unlike a traditional bachelor room.

He does not have any drinking or smoking habits. He is same like me in love and girlfriends principle. He does not have any girlfriends. When I casually asked him about girlfriends, he shrugged his shoulder and said that it is a waste of time. It is an unnecessary diversion from the focus on useful things in life.

I laughed at him and said, “Hey don’t bluff da (raa -telugu, rey-Hindi), and you don’t need to worry in case if you have one. I won’t tell your parents and brother.” He promised that he does not have any. He does not have any idea of having any in the future as well. I was happy and admired all his qualities.

In terms of our physical relationship, we were gentle and not physically too close. Kishore is too nice and gentle. He never takes any advantage of touching or unnecessarily getting closer to me. In our living room, we have two sofas placed in L format.

Usually, I sit on the 3-seater sofa and he sits on the other two seater sofa. He never sits on my sofa touching me. Even in case if he sits, he sits at another end of the sofa. Similarly, he never comes inside my room. In case if he wants to reach out when I am in my room, he gently knocks the room.

Then goes away from the door to the sofa where I need to come out to talk to him. We watch TV programs together in the living room. He gives importance to my preference for watching TV programs. If I just look at remote, he takes and hands it over to me.

When we watch TV, if any romance scenes come up, he casually changes the topic and switches the channel considering that I will be uncomfortable. I found that he is a gem of the character and he respects girls a lot. Similarly, I am not too dramatic or cinematic sister in law.

I don’t do things like chasing him with food in a spoon to feed him or dry his hair with a towel or allowing him to lie on my lap kind.  I ride with him on the bike and I casually hold his shoulder while riding. I do not mind brushing him with my body casually and accidentally during the ride.

I am not so conscious about minor things because I do not feel him like a stranger. Another quality I observed with him is the way he takes care of me. Morning and evening, he calls me and checks if I reached office and if I started back from office. In the afternoon, he calls and checks if I had lunch.

In case if I was busy with work and delaying going to lunch. He will call and shout at me to go and have lunch. Once one of my colleagues noticed such back-to-back affectionate calls and asked me whether it is my husband? I smiled at her said no that is my brother in law. I felt proud of his love and care for me.

His love and care on me have melted me a lot and that made me give him priority over anything else. As evening approaches, I feel the urge to go home and spend quality time with him. I fell sick once and he took great care of me taking to the clinic and ensuring I take medicine on time.

He took time off from college and took care of me until I recovered. From that instance, he was very cautious with my health. If I just sneeze, he will not leave me without taking me to the clinic for a check-up. I try to control sneeze to avoid his affectionate torture

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All these incidents and closeness and made me so craze on him. I tried to find every possible excuse to spend time with him. Even at this time, my mind was not completely sexually turned to him. I had a liking for his companionship and my heartfelt wish that I want to be close to him always.


Usually, when I return from the office, we both used to cook. But nowadays mostly I like to spend time with him outside. Therefore, I skip cooking at home, and I force him to go to dine out. I dress well, take him to nice restaurants, and have dinner. I felt happy dining with him in a romantic restaurant arrangement.

I enjoyed if someone looked at us thinking of us as lovers. I felt that Kishore has all the characteristic features that I would expect in my husband. I discouraged this thought, “Hey why you are comparing him to husband?” I consoled myself that this is not a wrong thought.

In society, there are many girls who seek a future husband to have characters like her father, brother. Similarly, many boys say that they want his mother qualities with his future wife. I consoled myself that my thought of comparing Kishore’s qualities as of husband is not wrong.

As my love for him has grown, I took every chance to do something good for him. I enjoyed shopping with him and buying him branded clothes. I made him dress in trial room and chose the best dresses for him. I took so much care of him and started spending lavishly on him.

On multiple occasions, I bought him different, different gifts like. Few books related to Movies, exercise equipment, Protein shakes, and the latest model iPhone. Kishore scolded me every time when I got some expensive gift for him. He advised me to save it for my future.

I simply ignore his request and play the deaf ear to his suggestions. In due course, unconsciously, without realization, I fell in love with him. I discovered this when I felt uncomfortable with his certain qualities that I admired in the past. I felt very disappointed and unhappy when he physically kept a distance from me.

I loved and wished that he should sit next to me on the sofa and watch the movie. I cursed him why this idiot is maintaining distance. When I enjoyed watching a romantic song or scene with him on TV, he switched channels. I found this a bit frustrating.

I wondered why he should not watch a romantic movie and a song with me. We both comment on the act in the movie scene. My heart felt that he got all the right to sit next to me, and put his hands casually on my shoulders and watch TV. Why even hands, if he wants he can sleep on my lap and watch TV.

My mind started dreaming crazy expectations with him. Slowly my desire for his physical closeness exceeded day by day. I started expecting more from him. I felt like I need his hug and pampering me like a baby. I expected he should have hugged and shared his congrats when I told about my promotion in office.

I longed for his hug on my birthday. Whereas he just gently wished me with flowers and a cake. As my desire and frustration started growing over lack of his physical closeness, Moral security officer Pooja inside me started questioning me.

“Hey Pooja, what you are doing? Where your desires are heading? What is this? Why are you expecting this kind of relationship with him? Don’t you think this is too much? He is just your brother in law and you are a responsible married woman with your hubby abroad”

Shocked by my moral voice I first time realized, “I think my desires are a bit out of normal.”  But the romantic Pooja did not want to give up her desires and started justifying her actions to Moral Pooja in a strong voice.

“Hey look, I love Kishore so much. I am not exceeding any limits. I am not expecting sex with him or him to fuck me. All I am expecting is to be physically closer like hugging him. Kishore sleeping on my lap and putting hands on my shoulders. He feeds me with his hands.”

“I consider this is within the socially acceptable limits of a very understanding lovely brother in law and sister in law. In the worst case, if we exceed slightly our limit and Kishore needs my physical love, who are you ask this? I will serve him what he wants. This is completely a private matter of a lovely SIL and BIL. Please do not poke your nose in it.”

Though my romantic expectation of Kishore is high, I practically know that there is zero chance for this to happen. He is too gentle with me. There is no way he can come forward to the extent where I am expecting his love. Similarly, I am also not a type of girl where I can go so cheap to flirting or seducing him like B grade porn.

Even if I decide to try anything wild, it may highly backfire on me. He is very concerned with my future. He will think that the root cause of all this problem is being together with me. He will not take a minute to go away from this home. That will be a great blow for me.


Losing his relationship is the biggest disaster than my current love and lust for him. My unfortunate situation and the frustration of his distance from me has disturbed me a lot. I lost focus on my work. My mind always started to be in a dream with him.

I started imagining that he is closer to me and started fantasizing him. I questioned myself, “Hey all these are related to infatuation? Or sexual attraction on the opposite sex as I am missing real sex with my hubby?” After thinking a lot and experimenting (masturbating) I felt that my desire for him did not come down.

I felt that this is some special feeling I am having on Kishore. My desperate helpless situation killed me a lot. Lost focus on work. I made many silly mistakes in my office work. I was unable to focus clearly on anything. I got angry at silly things.

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One day I made a very simple and high visible mistake in office. One of my manager’s name is Ashish when I wrote an email to him copying 25 other members, I wrongly addressed him as ‘Kishore’ instead of Ashish. As my mind is always filled with Kishore.

My mistake was visible to all 25 team members in the email thread. I felt very ashamed of my silly mistake. The manager didn’t take it seriously and casually asked me. I apologized for my mistake. By that mistake, most of the members came to know that Kishore was my brother in law.

That was an embarrassing incident for me. That afternoon after I made that mistake, I was very upset with what happened. I felt guilty thinking what others would think about my relationship with Kishore as I used his name unconsciously in a wider email group.

I felt morally isolated with this mistake as already moral Pooja was questioning me a lot these days. One other girl who was also one of the person in the email I sent came to me. She introduced with me as Ramya in a friendly way and consoled me in a positive way.

Ramya said “Hey Pooja, please don’t feel bad about that silly mistake. This will happen sometimes. I know how much we girls love our brother in law. I am also like you. I love my brother in law so much. I am similar to you. My hubby is in Delhi. I am here with his parents and his brother. So I can very well understand the situation.”

I felt too happy that she is talking in the language I like. It was consoling to hear a supporting voice quoting her as an example. That made me curious and pushed me for her friendship. We did chit-chat on different things. I was curious to hear more about her story and relationship with her brother in law.

My mind was looking for support incidents that will embolden my view about sister in law – brother in law romantic relationship. Ramya and I become friends. One day casually she again opened up the topic about her relationship with her brother in law.

She said, “Pooja, my brother in law is a kind of person I don’t know how to define. He is my total strength and at the same time, he is a lot of problem for me. He is my biggest headache.” She gave expression when she described it. I laughed become curious.

I asked, “Haha, how come he is your strength and at the same time a problem as well?” She responded with a giggle and said “Come to my house one day, you will understand. Anyone coming to my home and see us for 20 minutes, will understand the problems I’m going through because of him.”

“My husband is ‘uncle’ for me in a relationship. We know each other from childhood. His brother, my hubby and I are grown up together. Since childhood, we fight with each other. So there is no respect from this idiot as he knows me from childhood. I complain to him in a funny tone that I should have married someone else. I would have gained respect from a brother in law.”

Her statement made me puzzled. It added a lot of curiosity to know more about her and her relationship with her brother in law. I started looking for a chance to visit her home sometime. I slowly recovered from the office mishap upset and my romantic hormones started to flow again.

Again, my dream, fantasy, and desire continued on Kishore. I enjoyed evening chitchat in the living room on the sofa with Kishore. I never felt like going to my room to sleep. I chatted with him laughing, smiling, sharing the jokes, etc late at night. He used to remind me that it is getting late for the night.

He advised me to go to bed for enough sleep so that I can go to the office fresh next day morning. I had to listen to him and half-heartedly went to bed each day waving bye. I kept expecting that he will come to my room and continue to chat sitting next to me on my bed, even though I know that it will not happen.

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One such night, after coming to bed after a long chat with him, just thinking of him I slept into a deep sleep. I slipped into an ever forgettable dream. In my dream, Kishore came to me spoke with me emotionally. I melted in his love and both of us are in tears of love.


We slept on the bed and we passionately started exploring each other’s body. I don’t know when we both become nude. I don’t know when he spread his body on mine. He started fucking me wonderfully. I was in complete tears without the ability to withstand this pleasure.


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Suddenly I woke up from sleep with a heavy heart and realized it is a complete dream. I was highly disappointed that it was a dream. I scolded myself for coming out of it. Though it is a dream, I could find myself got moist and wet inside my love hole.

My throat got dried and I felt like drinking water. I walked fast to the kitchen and took a cool water bottle from the fridge. I gulped like a person drinking water after several days of thirst in the desert. Water spilled on my neck and few chills drop on my boobs in the fast drinking.

I had a mixed feeling of enjoyment and excitement in the dream. At the same time frustration and helplessness as it is not happening in the real situation. After drinking water, with weaker footsteps, I walked towards the hall. I noticed that Kishore has not slept yet.

He was sipping a cup of hot milk and browsing body fitness and protein milkshake related web pages. There is a saying face is the index of the mind. His face is very clear without any confusions, guilty, frustration. Unlike me, as he is not going through any of the feelings I have on him.

He looked at me with a smile, “What Anni? Not slept?” I casually replied, “No da, just came to drink water.” I was looking at him with lust. My mind’s voice started speaking to myself and to him. “Hey Kishore, what are you doing here, when I’m going thru all these hell of feelings on you?”

“See the whole world is sleeping. Parents are 300 kilometers away, Vivek is 1000’s of km away. No one in this world is going to come and knock on our door. We are in complete 100% privacy. To make my dream to come real all we need is you, bedroom and me. I am ready like ripe fruit for a long time.”

“My beauty, the well-preserved body is purely waiting exclusively for you. All we need is just a change in your mind. Behind your beautiful hairs and further behind your skull and further inside your brain cell you have registered image and respect on me as ‘Sister-in-law’.”

“That needs to be flipped to romantic girl relationship. If that happens at this moment, just 10 feet away from us a sweet bedroom is waiting for us. We can just walk and run to our bedroom in just 8 seconds. If you give a further 8 seconds, I can rip off my shirt and night pant.”

“I need another 5 more seconds to rip off my bra and panties, then I’m all yours. You can do whatever you want all night. No one is going to disturb us. If you want to extend in the morning, I’ll take my mobile and send a message to my office for leaves. I will continue to surrender my body to you to play as long as you want”

My mind started blabbering in lust, emotion inside me. With a big breath, I stopped the thought wave. I realized I have just crossed the stage of just flirting and romance with him. I felt that I am completely ready for sex and beyond with Kishore.

I felt no guilt as my burning desires has overcome those traditional feelings in me. Being frustrated and helpless with these wave of erotic thoughts, I prayed to god. “Oh God, you know how I’ve sincerely dedicated myself to you. I offer you my sincere prayers regularly and come to your temple.”

“Please understand my situation and do your magic to make some spicy thing to happen between us. Why you are testing me a lot. You know the pain and the feeling I am undergoing. You know I cannot seduce him and gamble my life. I want his love and romance without compromising my current relationship and my command as a SIL to him.”

“I want him to respect me a lot and also I want his physical intimacy with him. As far as my husband doesn’t know about it, this is not wrong. I am not like a whore willing to get fucked by everyone. Please excuse me that I am only allowing just one person Kishore other than my husband to explore me. I am not interested in anyone else. So God, please understand my fire and desire and please fulfill it.”

As a stupid and ignorant girl, I added lots of condition and wishes to God. I realized in a few seconds and asked myself. “Hey, are you out of mind? Are you calling god to help an incest relationship? That too with too many weird conditions?”

Romantic Pooja answered, “Hey nothing is wrong in love and war. Any girl will not just take a decision to hand over her body to a boy. If she does, it will be after many thoughts. If I am happy giving me to Kishore and if Kishore is happy to accept it, there is nothing to feel guilty. It is a private thing for both of us.”

“Why see ‘sex’ between us as ‘sex’? It should be seen as exceeded love.” I justified my stand and continued my prayer “Oh god, please make this happen. I will come to your temple and break 100 coconuts.” I confidently believed that God will help me with this and went to bed, without knowing the fact that God has his own plan for me on this.

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Part 3.


Days progressed as usual. 


One of our colleagues (girl) got her marriage fixed and she invited a few close friends to her marriage reception. Ramya and I were among them. We all girls planned to go to reception in a saree. Ramya asked me to come to her house and then we will go to the reception from there.

I was happy with this arrangement, as I want to see his brother and their relationship. The day of the reception came, I got ready with my saree. I went to Ramya’s home following the direction and address given by her. I found her house. I opened the gate and went inside the house.

As I approached the door, I could hear a loud laugh, shouting, pet fighting voice of Ramya and one other male voice. Instantly guessed that would be of her BIL. I was about the knock on the door and I found that the door was already wide opened. I got surprised by what I saw happening inside the house.

It appears that Ramya and her brother in law were fighting for the TV remote. Ramya was wearing cotton tops and frock up to her knee. Ramya’s brother in law was holding the remote in his one hand raising it high. Ramya was hugging him tightly with one hand from behind where her boobs were crushing her BIL’s back.

She was jumping to try to get hold of the remote in another hand. In this fight, both were at against each other in the laugh and scold. She finally managed to grab the remote from his hand successfully. Immediately her brother took the position of going behind of her.

He tightly wrapped his one hand on her waist, and with another hand, he was trying to grab the remote from her. Ramya raised her hand to the highest possible level to avoid getting grabbed. Ramya’s BIL started jumping without releasing the hug to her waist.

While he jumped her hug on waist slipped upwards and his hands wrapped her bottom part of boobs tightly. Ramya in her attempt to escape his tight clutch, bent down deeply with both hands extended away to avoid her brother reaching for the remote. Her brother was not ready to give up his clutch on her.

He also started bending forward in the same motion. He completely rested his chest on her back without releasing his hand clutched her waist and boobs area. As both of them are in bend down position, it appeared like a perfect doggie pose. His cock area well locked with Ramya’s ass crack.

His crush on her boobs was pushing the boobs and cleavage out of her top. Both were not ready to give up and they started moving forward and backward. It made me confuse whether they are fighting for remote or enjoying doggie style fuck over the cloth. It appeared so erotic to see.

However, it is a BIL and SIL casually fighting for a TV remote. It clearly appears that they are least bothered about the physical intimacy and body contacts happening while they fight for the remote. I was so surprised, amused by their body language and chemistry.

I just imagined how it will be if the same happens between me and Kishore. I couldn’t control my giggle as soon as I realized that when I look at remote Kishore grabs and gives it to me. He is not that romantic person to fight with me like this. Even if he fights, it will be very difficult to win from him with his athletic body.

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Meanwhile, Ramya noticed my presence. They both split apart casually without showing any rush or embarrassment. Ramya without any guilt or different feeling of me seeing her fight with her BIL welcomed me. She offered a seat on the sofa. I could not get rid of the visuals I seen last 5 minutes.

She interrupted me and said, “Pooja, hope you identified who that donkey is right? He is my brother in law.” I smiled at her.

I know that she is staying with her in-laws and started wondering where are they? Hearing my voice, an old mom just came into the hall from somewhere and welcomed me. Ramya introduced her as her mother in law. Her MIL greeted me and complained to me.

“See dear, these kids grown up and still fighting like college kids. I’m fed up with these two monkeys. I don’t know when these monkeys will change.” Ramya laughed at her MIL’s comment and I too joined their laugh. Her MIL left us to chat and went inside.

Ramya and I sat on the sofa opposite to each other and started chatting. She started sharing family pics etc. My mind was not focusing on the discussion. I was not paying attention to what she is telling. Rather I was visualizing their intimacy and my thoughts were around it.

While we were discussing, Manoj just crossed us from inside. Ramya shouted at him “Hey pig, how many times I’ve told that don’t fight too hard? My shoulders are paining like hell.” He laughed and responded, “Root cause is you. You should have left remote with me without a fight.”

She stopped arguing and just she just signaled him something and pointed her fingers on her shoulder. I was wondering what she is signaling for. Manoj walked to her, went to her back as she is sitting on the sofa. He gently started massaging her shoulder from behind.

I realized that she signaled him for a massage for her shoulder pain. She gave some relax feeling on her face and she casually continued chatting with me on other topics. My goodness, what chemistry and understanding between them? I could not focus on what she is saying.

It would be too bad to stare at the massage activity. So casually engaged with her in conversation and gave a discreet look on how/what he is massaging. He is not doing something explicit or bad. But gently he started pressing all over her shoulders and neck.

She continued to chat with me and casually raised her one hand completely up. He started massaging the upper hand, and he snapped his five fingers with her five fingers and started massaging them. After that, he snapped each finger separately and they both repeated on the other hand.

The way they both are doing this without any discussion looks like it is their routine. I was jealously watching her. Half an hour passed and I reminded her that we need to get ready for the reception. Ramya said “Ok Pooja, come to my room. I’ll show you the party dress (saree). I’ll get ready and we can leave.”

She took me to her room and showed me the new saree and other fancy items that she got to wear for this reception. I just formally appreciated that all looks good. Just to give her privacy to wear her saree, I turned the other side and started browsing my mobile.

She started wearing saree, skirt, etc. behind me. Finally, she hinted to me that she completed her dressing. I turned back to her and she looked gorgeous in her saree and I noticed that her blouse was not properly stitched. It appeared too tight for her.

As her blouse is too tight, the major part of her boob was popping out at the cleavage area. I thought of pointing this out to her and felt that it may disappoint her. Therefore, I did hold back my thoughts to tell her. I formally appreciated that her dress looks good.

She said to me looking her knees, “Pleat needs to adjusted/creased.” She just called, “Manoj, come here.” I understood that she is calling her brother in law. He opened the door, entered her room, and asked her, “What Anni?” She just pointed him to her knee.

He kneels down on feet and started adjusted her saree pleats in order and creased them from top to bottom to form steps, step by layer. He raised hands without lifting his face. She handed over a pin to his hand. He pinned the pleats together. I wondered again at their casual body language communication without any words.

Without spelling a word, he understood her need. Usually, I have heard husbands doing saree pleat adjustment for the wife. But I am seeing the first-time brother in law doing this to SIL. It was so romantic to watch. He completed the pleat and stood up.

He looked at her dress, he started looking at her blouse at the shoulder, and his face changed. He casually asked her to turn and show her side pose. She turned and posed her left side to him, where her hip and boobs are visible at a side angle. I wondered how casually and indirectly he is asking her to show her boobs.

He looked deep on hip and blouse and complained her straight. “Anni, blouse doesn’t fit well for you. It is too tight and it appears exposing.” I was stunned at them as for how closely he looks at her boobs and directly commenting it as tight and exposing.

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She got terribly angry with him and said, “Hey pig, this is all because of you. You ruined my wonderful blouse. You should have controlled yourself.” I shocked to hear Ramya’s statement and started wondering what they are talking. How he ruined her blouse?

My imagination went wild and trying to figure out how what he had not controlled. In anger, she kicked him out of the room. He smiled and went saying “No, that is not my mistake. It is the tailor’s mistake.” I wondered and asked, “Ramya, what is going on? Couldn’t understand what you people are talking.”

Ramya said, “Pooja, I bought this saree and blouse after roaming multiple shops. But the bad thing I did was that I went to the tailor’s shop with this idiot. The tailor is a very nice gentleman and he is famous for his very good stitching. All ladies and girls in our area go to this tailor as he behaves gentle and does his work perfectly.”

“Usually, he only takes the measurement and stitches the blouses, churidars, etc. Nobody bothers about that, as he is a very nice gentleman. I went to the tailor’s shop to give my blouse for stitching. The tailor took a measuring tape and came near me.”

“This idiot (Manoj) just rudely asked tailor, ‘Hello, don’t you have any ladies to take the measurement?’ Tailor got pissed off when my BIL asked this. Tailor asked me pointing to Manoj, ‘Who is he?’ as tailor knows me already. I embarrassingly responded, ‘He is my BIL.’ Tailor become bit rude as his gentleness being questioned.”

“He responded to my brother, ‘Hello, here I’m the only person who takes measurement and stitches dress. Your SIL and all the ladies know about this. I’m not running a tailor shop for the sake of cheap pleasure in taking ladies measurement. If you are concerned, give me a measurement blouse or you yourself take the measurement and give it to me.’”

Ramya continued: “I was embarrassed between this guy and the tailor. I kept silent in their conversation. This idiot without apologizing to him, as if he is like a savior took the measurement tape and with the instruction of tailor and started taking my blouse measurements.”

I admired. Wow, what? Ramya’s brother in law taking blouse measurement for her? Amusing and I continued listening, “Then Ramya?”

Ramya continued, “Yes Pooja, that time itself I almost judged. He is going to screw the measurement. As I thought it happened. He tightly measured my body by pressing the tape too much. Finally, his measurement resulted in this unfit blouse…” She ended in a sad note.

I started heading home walking after the marriage event. I could not come out of the scenes I saw in Ramya’s home. I started feeling that I’m unlucky to get that kind of fun with Kishore. I felt a bit depressed as nothing is happening in my favor.

I started praying to god, “Hey God, why you are teasing such a sincere devotee, I have requested you long back to do some miracle to get us romantically united. But you haven’t listened to it. You have massive power to make a miracle. Please don’t put me under any further distress”



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I reached home and a couple of days passed without any significant improvement in the situation. I know it is impractical for something to happen between us considering the gentleness and goodness from both of us. I cannot initiate anything. I don’t see even a sign of attraction on me from him.

The only miracle should happen to make something happen between us. In all those days I regularly made a call to my husband and talked to him asking about his health etc. I really wondered how I have changed. I have not shown such sexual interest in anyone even when I was not married.

But all of sudden I don’t know why I am having so much craze on this Kishore. I really want to check if my feeling is temporary because of the reason that I am missing sex. I want to see if my interest in Kishore vanishes once after having sex with hubby when he is back during his vacation.

I become anxious to test myself to think about Kishore after sex with my hubby to check if my craze on his vanishes or not. Let me wait for my hubby to return next week. I started waiting.


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Innocent BIL And Husband – Part 4

Part 4 continued.



Vivek confirmed that he is coming back to India for a short 1-week vacation. 

I was happy about the plan for his arrival. 

He came back to India as promised. I hugged and cried at the airport seeing after 3 months. 

Kishore gave us ample privacy by leaving us alone for most of the day.

Vivek enquired about my well being. He was happy that I managed to live without him all these days. he appreciated Kishore taking good care of me. We both were in thirst of sex as we were missing each other for the last 3 months. We indulged in hardcore sex all day in various design and positions.

I enjoyed tremendously my tight pussy eating Vivek’s cock after a long time. Both his cock and my pussy were hungry eating each other. After immediate sex orgasm with my hubby, I thought of Kishore. I realized that my yearning for Kishore has not come down.

I felt the fire of still owning and having him in my bed. It clearly indicated that my feeling towards Kishore was not something temporary because of missing sex. It clearly indicated that my feeling is weaved by a thick fabric of love. I am happy to discover that.


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Days and night went with fun-filled sex in with Vivek in my bedroom. 

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Days passed and it was just 2 days left before he would leave back to Dubai after his short vacation. I and Vivek were chit chatting in the living room. All of sudden Kishore rushed home with a crazy and screaming laugh and extreme happiness.


I couldn’t recognize what is going on with him. I never saw him in such happiness ever. I and Vivek puzzled looking at each other wondering why this guy rushed in with such excitement. I calmed him and asked, “Hey what happen to do you? It seems you are so much excited?”

Kishore was too happy and started speaking in gasps. “Yes Anni, I am so happy and I got happy news to share with you all. Can you both guess what it is?” He also started waving a sealed envelope with his face full of happiness. I could not guess what it would be and why he is so happy.

As my curiosity peaked out, I asked him, “Hey I cannot digest this suspense, you please open it.” He excitedly said “Anna and Anni, you know that I am passionate towards acting. I started attending auditions for many films without disclosing it to you. With the intention to reveal after once I am successful.”

“Now I got selected for one of the movies after several rounds of auditions. Now I am offered the hero position for one of the big budget films with the famous director.” I and Vivek looked at each other with shock, surprise and happy. Vivek asked, “Oh my god, did you really get a chance to act in a movie?”

Kishore enjoyed our surprise and continued, “Yes Anna, I got the offer. This is the offer letter with remuneration details.” He extended his hands to Vivek to give the envelope. At the last minute, he pulled it out without giving it to Vivek and said “Sorry Anna, I wont give it to you. Anni deserves to get this first as she stood by me and supported my passion for movies. So I am giving it to her.”

I was very happy with his statement and Vivek was also happy with it.

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 I received the envelope and opened it. Kishore asked me to read it out loud. I read it loud and it was an offer to act in the movie full time. The contract also restricts him acting to other production houses for the next 2 years.


The contract also mentioned about acting the sequel of this movie after the first one. I started to move on to the remuneration section. I was shocked to see the remuneration/package information. It stated that he will be paid for 40 Lacs for the first film.

20 Lac will be paid as advance and remaining 20 Lac will be after movie releases. The offer mentioned the salary for the sequel part will be decided based on the market. Vivek and I were stunned with the contract details. We couldn’t believe that he had grabbed such a lucrative offer.

Vivek’s face was full of happiness and we congratulated him wholeheartedly. Vivek hugged Kishore and appreciated him for his success. Kishore took another envelope from his pocket and extended it to me. I took it and without further waiting, he fell on my feet asking me to bless him.

I touched his shoulder and pulled him up and said “Kishore, my blessing will be always there for you da. No formalities, da.” Vivek was totally stunned with Kishore’s respect for me. I asked Kishore. “What is this envelop da?” Kishore said, “Anni open and see it.”

I opened it and pulled it out and it was a demand draft for 20 Lac. I was very happy to see it. I gave it to Vivek and Vivek saw the draft happily. Kishore was extremely happy to share this news with us. He said “Anni, my shooting starts in 3 weeks. Most of the film will be shot in Chennai and few parts will be shot in Singapore.”

I and Vivek were in cloud 9. 

Kishore left home for dance practice class. Vivek and I were happy discussing Kishore’s movie offer. 

At one point Vivek felt very guilty and said, “Pooja, you are the only person who really appreciated and understood his talent and stood by him.”

“If you have not intervened I would have crushed his dreams violently. I made a serious mistake of not recognizing his passion and talent. When he mentioned that he wanted to give the draft and offer letter to you to take your blessing, he was right and you deserve it.”

I calmed Vivek. “No Vivek, you took the right decision at that time. Please don’t unnecessarily feel about it. Kishore has great respect for you. He clearly knows that your decision is for his best interest. So never feel that he will consider you bad. He said everything in a funny note. But his respect for you is always high.”

More than me, Vivek was happy with the movie offers. Vivek started dreaming of being a brother of a mass hero. He started imagining and discussing giving interviews as the brother of the hero and talking in film promotions, etc. It was so funny and interesting to see Vivek’s dream of being the brother of a hero.


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