Secret Obsession with sister-in-law

Secret Obsession with sister-in-law
Hi there, I am Rohan, and I am a 35-year-old married man who lives happily with his wife in Delhi. Although she and I participate in some steamy sex from time to time, at times I feel like I want more. That is why I began eyeing my younger sister-in-law, Shruti. At the age of 22, she looks more innocent than ever. It’s not like she has a body to die for. Her boobs are small, and she basically has no ass. But the idea of fucking my younger, unmarried sister-in-law gets to and turns my little man harder than any other time. Sometimes, I even go the extra mile by imagining doing her while fucking my wife. So, one day, my wife decided to invite Shruti over. When Shruti was staying at my place, I would smell her clothes—especially her damp underwear—because my deviant passion for her would override my common sense. Shweta, being the naive soul that she is, ignored all of my sexual cues since she was too preoccupied with her own thoughts. Furthermore, I was afraid of betraying my wife by pressuring Shweta to engage in sexual intercourse with me. I knew that would be dumb. But nonetheless, I wanted to have an erotic session with my sister-in-law, and I simply couldn’t get her innocent face out of my head. Due to this, I chose to satisfy my sexy desire for Shruti by talking to a live model online. But all I could do was imagine fucking her tight pussy, sucking on those ripe, untouched nipples, and possibly sticking my cocks in her virgin asshole. So, I searched all over the place for a reliable live cam service. I found Delhi Sex Chat after searching the internet for a trustworthy service. To satiate my perverse need for my niece, I made an account and began searching for an accepting young woman. I discovered a 23-year-old Kolkata sex cam model named Bhavna. In order to have an exciting time with Bhavna, I started a video chat session and bought credit points using my UPI app. The live sex chat session began and I could see Bhavna sitting on a chair, cross-legged. She was wearing a red top and white bottoms. Her hair was black with some simple highlights and long. “Hi,” she said, smiling. “What’s your name, baby?” “I’m Rohan,” I replied, trying to sound cool. “Nice to meet you, Rohan,” she said sweetly. “What do you want to do today?” I took a deep breath, “I want to fulfill my fantasy of seeing my sister-in-law touch herself in front of me.” Bhavna nodded, understanding my need. “Okay, baby, I can help you with that,” she said in a comforting tone. “Let’s make this real.” I watched as she stood up, revealing a pair of small boobs with brown nipples standing out. She unbuttoned her white pants, sliding them down to her ankles. “Ready?” she asked, looking into the camera with a naughty twinkle in her eye. I nodded eagerly, my heart racing as she sat back down and spread her legs wide. She began to touch her pussy, running her fingers along the outside before diving in. Imagining that her tight pussy looked so much like how Shruti’s would, I tried to convince myself that it was her. “Does that make you happy?” she asked, her voice soft and slutty. “Yes,” I breathed, my dick growing harder as I watched her play. She had a small, tight asshole that twitched every time she inserted a finger into her wetness. Her pussy looked so delicious, I wanted to lick it like an ice cream cone. “Can you play with your ass, too?” I managed to ask, hoping she would understand what I meant. “Sure, baby,” Bhavna replied, smiling wickedly. She took out a pink vibrator from her drawer and gently rubbed it against her tiny asshole. “Does that turn you on?” “Yes, yes,” I said, my voice strained. She pushed the toy in and out, moaning with pleasure, and I could feel my balls tightening. She was really getting into it, and so was I. My cock was rock hard as I watched Bhavna play with herself. I pulled it out of my pants and began to stroke it, trying to match her pace. She had a beautiful pussy, just like I imagined Shruti’s to be. It was clean-shaven and dark brown on the outside while pink on the inside, with a hint of wetness glistening in the light. “You like that, don’t you?” Bhavna asked, her voice low and seductive. “Tell me, baby, what do you want to do to your sister-in-law?” I swallowed hard, trying to form the words. “I want to kiss her… all over,” I said, feeling my face heat up. “Mmm,” Bhavna hummed, her hand still working her pussy. “Where would you start?” “Her neck,” I replied, my hand moving faster on my cock. “Then down to her boobs. They’re small, but perfect.” Bhavna leaned back, arching her body, and started to play with her tits. “Like this?” she asked, pinching her nipples. “Yeah,” I said, stroking faster. “Then I would move down to her stomach, kissing every inch.” Bhavna giggled, her hand moving down her flat belly. “And after that?” “Her pussy,” I said, my voice thick with desire. “I want to kiss it and make it wet.” Bhavna nodded, her own arousal evident as she inserted the vibrator into her pussy and began to moan. “Would you lick it, too?” “Oh, yes,” I said, my voice shaking. “I would lick it until she cries out.” Bhavna’s eyes locked onto the screen, seeing the lust in mine. She started to rub her clit with her thumb, her other hand still working the vibrator in and out of her wetness. “And what would you do next, Rohan?” “I would push my cock inside her,” I confessed, my grip on myself tightening. “Slowly at first, feeling her tightness.” Her moans grew louder, and she began to buck her hips in rhythm with my words. “How does she feel?” “So tight,” I murmured, lost in my fantasy. “Like a virgin.” Bhavna’s eyes closed as she listened, her hand moving faster. “And then?” she panted. “I would fuck her hard,” I said, my voice growing rough. “Make her scream my name.

” Her hand moved to her clit again, rubbing it in fast circles as she pushed the vibrator deeper. “What else, baby?” “I would grab her ass,” I said, my breath coming in ragged gasps. “It’s so small, but so firm.” Bhavna’s ass was definitely not as small as Shruti’s, but I focused on the fantasy. “And what about her boobs?” “I’d play with them,” I said, imagining Shruti’s tiny boobs in my hands. “Kiss and bite them until she begs for more.” Her eyes flew open, and she looked at me through the screen. “You want to bite them?” she asked, a hint of surprise in her voice. “Yes,” I said, my teeth clenching. “They’re so sensitive.” Bhavna took her shirt off, revealing a pair of small, round boobs with light pink areolas. She took one in her hand and pinched the nipple hard. “Like this?” “Yeah,” I moaned, my cock straining. “Just like that.” Her hand went back to her pussy, and she began to pump the vibrator in and out rapidly. “What else do you want to do to her?” “I want to fill her up,” I said, my hand moving faster. “Make her feel full.” “How would you do that?” she asked, her voice breathless. “With my cock,” I said, my eyes glazing over. “I want to make her feel every inch of me.” Bhavna’s body was flushed with arousal, her breath coming in pants. “And when you do that,” she asked, “what do you want her to do?” “I want her to ride me,” I said, my voice hoarse. “So I can see her bounce up and down.” Bhavna stood up, her breasts jiggling slightly. She turned around and bent over, giving me a view of her round ass. “Would you spank her?” “Yes,” I said, my hand slapping my thigh. “Spank her until it’s red.” Her hand smacked her ass, leaving a faint pink mark. “Like this?” “Perfect,” I groaned, feeling myself getting closer. “Keep going.” Bhavna began to masturbate again, her ass in the air. “And when you’re done,” she whispered, “what do you want to do?” “I want to cum inside her,” I said, my voice strained. “Make her mine.” Her hand moved faster, her hips bucking as she approached her climax. “And then?” “I would hold her tight,” I said, my eyes never leaving her ass. “Never let her go.” With a final cry, Bhavna’s body tensed, and she came, the vibrator slipping from her grip. She collapsed onto the bed, panting heavily. “Was that good for you, Rohan?” I nodded, still stroking my cock. “It was amazing.” “What about you?” she asked, looking up at me. “Are you going to cum for me?” “Yes,” I said, unable to hold back anymore. “I’m going to cum.” Bhavna watched me, her chest heaving, as I stroked myself to the brink. “Do it,” she urged. ” I nodded, unable to form words as I felt my orgasm building. With one final, powerful stroke, I came, my hot seed spurting onto the screen of my laptop. “Ah, Shruti,” I groaned, my vision blurring with pleasure. Bhavna giggled, leaning back on the bed. “You really like her, don’t you?” I nodded, catching my breath. “Yeah.” “Would you like to talk about it some more?” she asked, her voice still sweet and inviting. “No,” I said, feeling a bit embarrassed. “That’s enough for today.” We chatted for a bit longer, but my mind was still racing with images of Shruti. Her small tits and tight ass bouncing on my cock. Her cries of pleasure as I filled her up. It was all I could think about, even as I said goodbye to Bhavna and ended the call. Later that evening, when my wife and Shruti were in the other room watching TV, I couldn’t help but sneak glances at her. She was wearing a simple salwar kameez, but the way it hugged her body made me want to tear it off and see what lay beneath. I knew I couldn’t act on my desires, but the thoughts were too powerful to ignore. That night, as I lay in bed with my wife, I couldn’t get hard. She noticed and asked if something was wrong. “It’s just work stress,” I lied, hoping she wouldn’t catch on to my true feelings. In the days that followed, I found myself visiting Delhi Sex Chat more often, always searching for Bhavna. She became my outlet for the taboo desires I couldn’t act on. Each time we talked, I would ask her to do something a little more extreme, pushing my boundaries. That’s it for this one, guys! Hope you all enjoyed my experience. Please don’t forget to drop a comment below. Also, if you find yourself in the same situation as I did, don’t forget to click here and check out this website. These horny and hot Indian girls can certainly help you live out your fantasies in more than one way.