Sex Life Of A Sandhya Part - 2
Hi. Mushtaq is Sandhya again. I have passed through a sad incident in my life. I was married to a lovely person who always in the mood to keep me happy and both sexually & emotionally. But due to a car accident, he died within 4 months of our marriage. My in-laws did not allow me to go to my father’s house as they loved me very much, and always tried to keep me happy. They even did not allow me to wear any widow like dresses, and even scolded me if I ever wore any dull dress. They feared that am feeling sad, and forced me to roam with my other sisters in law – so affectionate were they. My father in law was a renowned professor, and his ex-students often visited him at Kolkata house, whenever they came to Kolkata for official purpose. One such student was Sk Mushtaq from Bilaspur, Chattisgarh, who was incidentally my husband’s friend also. So whenever he came to Kolkata, we three had a good time. We went to the theater, restaurant etc. So naturally, after my husband’s death, he came to our home (in-laws) but went after meeting my father in law only. After about 3 months when he came to Kolkata, he asked permission to my father in law to take me to the theatre and then dinner. My mother in law was reluctant as he was Muslim, but my father in law relied on his ex-student very much and allowed me to go out with him. In the theater, I sat on his right. After about 15 mins when the theater went dark he holds my hand. I got frightened and started sweating. Seeing my condition he left my hand and during dinner, he proposed to marry me. I told him, am agreed but my parents and in-laws should agree. Next day he came to our home and asked my hand to my father in law, who then and there threw Mustak out of the house. After lots of hot discussions between me, my parents & in law, I married Mustak and shifted to Bilaspur. After 2 years I gave birth to a boy. My in-laws consisted of me, my husband Mushtaq and my brother in law Sabbir (cousin brother of my husband). Sabbir was pursuing his MBA from our home, he was a young stud of 24 years, with 5’9” well-built body. During these days no body from Darjeeling or Kolkata contacted me. Only my mother called after the birth of my kid. Now, this incident happened when my child was about 8 months old. My husband was out of town on official tourfirst knew that his wife was safe as his brother is there. The door was closed but not locked as usual. (Everybody in this house knows that when my door is closed, it means am doing some private work and nobody should disturb me. ) I was feeding breast milk to my kid, turning away from the door, that is, my back was towards the door. I was feeling drowsy after days work. I was wearing a saree – the pallu was thrown carelessly at back side – in front the hooks of my blouse were open. My kid was sleeping tight on my lap while sucking my breast. Suddenly I felt something at back. I looked back and saw that Sabbir was rubbing his hand/palm at my back. I was terrified and sternly asked him to get out. But instead of moving out, he removed my pallu from back to a side and started to rub my back with both hands !! I was not able to move – my kid was sleeping on my lap. Sabbir took advantage of this situation. He hugged me from behind and started to kiss/lick my neck & back. I almost begged him to leave me. I told him – Sabbir this is a sin, am ur bhabi, am like ur elder sister. But all these words were falling on deaf ear. He shamelessly told – I know all these bhabi, but what can I do. Your beautiful body, figures tempts me for this. Please do not stop me today. Saying this he tore out my blouse in the flip of my eyelid. My son was sleeping on my lap, and I wasn’t able to move as I know once he wakes he will start crying like anything, and hence I was compelled to stay stiff even this situation. Sabbir knew my condition well – he took out the torn blouse and threw it to the floor. He then very cautiously flew my pallu away making me completely topless in broad daylight. I was still trying to resist him with one hand, but I was no match to this young blood. He hugged me tight from behind. With one hand he was affectionately rubbing my kids head, and with another hand, he was fondling my other breast. I again tried to remove his hand from my breast, but this infuriated him and he was holding my hand & twisted it back so I cannot move again. He brought his mouth to my breast and started sucking it like a kid. After few minutes of sucking, I felt milk was flowing out of this breast also. Now I was left in a strange situation – I was naked on the top, my one breast was sucked by my kid and another breast feedback by Sabbir, my brother in law. The situation reminded my college days when myhouseholdbrother & his friend fucked me. I thought it’s useless to try to save myself anymore. I stopped resisting him and allowed him to do whatever he feels. Somehow I was also getting aroused at the thought of getting physical with somebody other than the husband. After abt 10 mins of sucking & chewing off my nipples, he made my kid lie down on the bed. Then he made me lie down and disrobed my saree and flew it on the floor. By the meantime, I was feeling very horny. I was lying on the bed with the only petticoat. And my devar was kissing my whole body. He was licking me like a dog. Sometimes he was chewing my nipples also. Although it was paining, it was pleasurable also. After few minutes he stood on the floor. He himself got nude and loosened the knot of my petticoat and slid it down. Now I was totally naked along with Sabbir, my devar. Sabbir then kissed me, chewed my lips. I was not able to breathe properly, but he was not interested, being totally engulfed by lust. He sucked & chewed my tongue. His one hand was fondling my one breast and kneading my nipples making it hard. His other went down to my pussy and inserted one finger inside.