Father In Law Became My Man Pt. 01

I am Pushpa, aged 27 years. I work for a leading MNC as a software engineer. I look like a typical Telugu girl, medium height, brownish medium fair skin tone, and sleek body to give an idea about me. My boobs are not very big but a good size to fit in hand. My ass is round and firm.

I won't say I am too sexy, but yeah, I have a good shape. I mostly wear chudidars, jeans. One can find my shape only when I wear tight clothes. I have dark and curly hair, which I make a ponytail. I had a boyfriend before marriage and have roamed around Hyderabad with him.

I had my bits and pieces of romance. However, we broke up later. I was married to a software guy a few months back. He left for abroad on account of his onsite job offer after 4 months of my marriage. My mother in law passed away a few years before my wedding. It's me, my husband and father in law.

My husband had to work for a duration of 6 months abroad. This was when things started to change in my life. As I was working and had to take care of my FIL, I decided to continue staying home. So now it's my father-in-law and me staying in the house.

Going to the office, coming back, cooking and sleeping was part of my routine. Apart from the two of us, there is no third person. Life became completely dull. My physical desires turned my body heat up. Though I spoke to my husband over the phone, I lacked physical love.

Every night I used to get lost in fantasies and my old memories of my ex-boyfriend. Slowly I started to talk with my FIL and found that he was a lovely and friendly person. We used to talk frequently, and my FIL turned out to be a friend.

One day my office has conducted family day. I casually told my husband, and he said to take my FIL along during the call. I asked my father in law, and he readily accepted. I went along with my father in law (FIL). There were few games held, and he very actively participated.

My colleagues praised him a lot for his activeness at that age. He was very social, and to my surprise, he made an excellent impression on my colleagues. After returning home, we spoke to each other for a lot of time. He cracked a lot of jokes, and I no longer felt lonely.

I started enjoying his company. I grew a bit comfortable with him. The next day I wore chudidar and was having breakfast. He asked me, "Pushpa, I see your colleagues wearing very fashionable clothes. I always see you wearing chudidar, any reason?"

I immediately laughed loud and said, "No, Mavayya, I used to wear jeans and tops and other modern dresses. But post-marriage, I stopped wearing them as you might not accept them." Then he said, "You can wear any dress you wish to which makes you comfortable. We don't belong to the primitive age.'

I felt excellent listening to him. The next day I took my old jeans and a sleeveless top. I tied my hair like a bun. I stood before my FIL and asked, "Mavayya, how's this?" He was reading the newspaper, and suddenly his eyes fell on my boobs and my clean armpits.

But he immediately moved his eyes and said, "This looks great! Trendy! You can wear whatever you want." Since then, I wore modern dresses, tight jeans, and sleeveless tops, and at home, I wore t-shirts and tops. I found him staring at my ass when I wore jeans and my cleavage when I wore tight t-shirts.

I had planned for a movie with one of my friends, but she ditched me at the last moment. So, I asked my FIL whether he will accompany me to the movie. He agreed instantly, and both of us went to the mall to watch the movie. He enjoyed the movie, and then we headed to the food court.

He enjoyed the food and the environment. From then on, we started going to malls to watch movies and enjoy leisure. One day we went to a restaurant after the movie, and he constantly looked into the bar menu. Then I asked him if he likes drinking.

Then he said, "I used to drink before the wedding and reduced it after your wedding. I used to drink alone in my room and earlier used to drink while watching movies on Sundays." Then I told him that he could enjoy his drink at home like he used to do earlier.

He asked me, "Are you ok with me drinking at home?" I said yes, and the next day was Sunday. He took the bottle out and started watching the movie. I asked if he wants any side dish. I made an omelet, and he started enjoying his drink and was very joyful.

While drinking, he asked me if I would like to drink and said not to feel shy. I said I have tried once with my friends but didn't like it. Then he said to try it once again if I wish to. Then my FIL made a peg for me, and I had a peg. Slowly we started drinking more pegs.

Then he said, "After a long time, I am enjoying the drink. I enjoyed it similarly when your MIL was alive." Then I moved closer to him and said not to feel sad. He said that it is too difficult to live alone, both mentally and physically.

I said to him, "No, Mavayya, don't feel sad. I am here so that you can share everything with me. I can understand what you are going through. Even I am currently going through the same pain. Your son has gone abroad shortly after my marriage, and both of us are on the same lines."

By then, we both are a little high, and alcohol showed its effect. Then he said, "Yes, but your loneliness will be relieved shortly as your husband will be back after some time. Whereas for me, I have to stay alone for the rest of my life." His pain moved me.

Then I held his hand and said, "Mavayya, you can treat me like your friend. You can share everything with me." He was sipping his peg and said, "What will you do even if I say to you?" I said, "Mavayya, you can tell me anything, and I will do whatever I can."

He gulped a peg from his glass and said, "I want to enjoy physically with a woman before I die." This was something I didn't expect. I remained silent, and he said, "Now tell me, what can you do? You can't do anything." I felt sorry for his state, and I didn't utter a single word.

He started to say, "It is not easy, Pushpa. My worries are something that you can't solve forever. I curse my fate and myself and my urges." I remained silent, and both of us looked at each other. All of a sudden, he moved towards me and kissed me on my lips. I was shell shocked by his act.

He didn't stop and started kissing me on my neck without giving a second gap. I said to my FIL, "Mavayya, this is wrong. We should not be doing this." But I didn't push him. Though my heart said this doesn't seem right, somewhere deep down, I started to enjoy it.

I continued to say that this doesn't seem right, "Mavayya, idi tappu." But he continued to kiss me and said, "Pushpa, please understand my pain, only once. After that, I won't ask you or force you again. You said you would understand and help me with my worries." He continued to kiss me while saying all this.

"Also, no one will come to know about this. I don't want to force, but unable to stop. I hope you understand." Somehow, I started enjoying it and moaned slowly. My resistance slowly dropped. He started to kiss me on my lips again.

Though I initially moved my face away, slowly, I opened my mouth, letting his tongue make way into my mouth. The moment our tongues touched each other, I left all my resistance. My heart lost the war over my body. His tongue worked deep in my mouth.

I started feeling his body warmth, and I completely submitted to him. He broke the kiss and went to my neck. He kissed and rolled his tongue. We were making all of this on the sofa. He started to move his hand inside my t-shirt and rolled his fingers over my spine. It gave me a current shock.

He placed his hand on my waist, gave a slight press. I lost complete control and placed my hands around his shoulders. Seeing me enjoying, he moved his hand further up and gave a press on my boobs over my bra. I moaned, "Ahhhhh." This encouraged him further.

He held my hair and gave a wild kiss on my lips, and I reciprocated with the same wildness. While kissing, he pressed my boob with one hand. Then he pulled my t-shirt up. I cooperated a bit by raising my hands. His eyes were completely glued on my cleavage.

He kissed on my shoulders and pulled my bra down. My boobs popped out, and he was stunned, seeing my bit dark chocolate-colored yet perfectly firm boobs. He placed his hands over both of them and pressed them. He started pressing hard, and I moaned.

He removed the shirt and leaned over me, and kissed on my boobs. He sucked and licked on my left boob while he was pressing my right one hardly. I got goosebumps on my body and moaned, "Slowly, Mavaya, it's paining. " he just ignored my words and kept doing his work.

I was also enjoying this rough lovemaking. He pulled my night pant down along with my panty. I was completely naked. I felt shy and covered myself with hands. He made my lie down on the sofa and kissed on my legs. I shivered the moment his lips touched my toes. He came kissing and smelling my legs.

I just had waxing done, so there was no hair on my legs and hands. The smell of the body lotion I applied made him more erotic. He kissed between my thighs, and he moaned, "After decades, I have got to feel such soft skin." I liked that compliment.

He came further up, kissed on my belly, and spread my legs wide. He was looking at my unused pussy, which was hardly fucked by my husband. I haven't shaved my pussy since my husband left. It was hairy. He took his finger and pushed it inside.

I cried, "Ah. No. Don't do it." He smiled and said, "Still very tight, don't worry, I know how to handle." saying this, he placed his mouth near my pussy and began kissing it. It was the first time; some lips touched my pussy lips. He kissed deep into my pussy. I was completely enjoying the moment.

I forgot that I was sleeping with my husband's father. Slowly my pussy became wet, and he inserted his finger inside. I held my hands backward and moaned. He stood up and removed his dhoti after a while, and I was stunned, seeing his erect dick. He tried to sleep over me but couldn't do that.

He pulled me with hand and took a whiskey glass in another. I obediently followed him. We went to his room. He made me lay down on his bed, and he kneeled in between my legs. Without hesitation, I spread my legs wide, inviting him to open the doors of pleasure.

I was waiting for his massive tool to get inside my pussy. He adjusted a bit and pushed into my pussy. I was looking at his face, and the moment his dick touched my pussy he closed his eyes out of happiness, and it was his dream that came true today.

As he began stroking, I closed my eyes in pleasure, biting my lips. He kept his hands on either side of him and stroked. Slowly as the pace increased, I kept my legs in the air and hands-on his and held him hard. With the increase in the pace of his shots, I moaned hard.

He completely rammed his dick into my pussy and said, "Oh, Pushpa, such a fresh pussy. Let me show you real pleasure." He kept stroking and asked, "Have you ever felt like this before?" I was crying out in pleasure and said, "No. No. Don't talk, do."

Finally, I felt the hot fluid in me, and he collapsed over me. We could feel each other's breath. I went to sleep beside him, delighted.

The next morning I woke up, it felt very awkward waking up naked beside father in law. He was still sleeping. I came out of the room and saw our clothes scattered here and there. I picked them up. I cleaned the house and prepared food, got fresh, and left for the office.

I went to my office but couldn't concentrate on my work. I started thinking about how eventful it was last night. The images of me being banged by my father in law flashed. I felt so bad and guilty, but my pussy felt so good. It was quite a mixed feeling.

I went to the washroom and checked for others' experiences, whether someone slept with their FIL. To my surprise, I saw many women share their FIL experiences and how they are being satisfied. My guilt was reduced. My pussy was a bit painful due to yesterday's bang.

I placed my finger, and it became very wet. I could feel my pussy's urge to get drilled and my body's. Urge to get laid. I went back to my desk, and again I was lost in those thoughts. Frankly speaking, he was much better than my husband. I was completely confused about what to do next.

How will I face him again? How can I stay with him for the next months? What will my husband, FIL, and others think? I called my FIL hesitatingly, "Hello, Mavayya." He replied completely normal, "Hello Pushpa, say, you left early today? Is everything normal at the office?"

I replied, "Hi, Mavayya, I had a meeting a bit early. I have placed the food on the dining table. Please have it." He replied, "Sure, Pushpa." Sometime later, again, I felt horny. As I had seen manhood after months, this feeling was driving me crazy.

I convinced myself that whatever happened has happened and nobody can change it. I couldn't work, so I left the office by taking leave for the rest of the day. I reached home and went in with the spare key.

My FIL came from his room and said, "Pushpa, you came early. Is everything alright?" My heart skipped a beat as soon as I saw him. Words were not coming from my mouth. I didn't face him, but I replied, "Ha, Mavayya, I had no work, so I came home."

He smiled and said, "That's good. Let me know if you need anything." There was a smile on his face. I silently went inside. I changed myself into a t-shirt and slept on my bed. Again I started feeling horny. I saw what Mavayya was doing silently from my room.

He was watching TV. My eyes fell on his lungi, and it reminded me of last night again. I decided that I wanted to be laid down by my father in law. I was feeling shy about how to ask my FIL to bang my wet dripping pussy. I couldn't gather enough courage.

I went to the kitchen, I took the whiskey bottle. I gulped 2 pegs quickly. I felt the buzz, gathered courage, and stood before my father in law. I told him, "Mavayya, I have something to talk to you. Please don't misunderstand me." he looked at me and said, "Sure. Pushpa, what happened?"

I replied, "Mavayya, I don't know how to say, but can you do what you did to me again?" He asked. "What, Pushpa? What do you want me to do?" I was ashamed of myself. I immediately turned around and said, "Sorry, Mavayya, I was just confused. I am sorry."

I was about to go back to my room, and he caught my hand and pulled me over him. He placed his arms around me and said, "I can understand your situation, hope you understand mine as well. Don't worry, what happened and happens between us will stay in these 4 walls. Nobody will come to know about this."

He kissed me on my forehead. I laid my head on his chest. I kept my arm around his waist, and I raised my head and kissed his lips. He was so warm. He sucked my lower lip into his mouth. He kept his hand on my t-shirt and rubbed my back. With my tongue I pushed his lips and I sucked his upper lip.

I broke the kiss and sat on him. I have a sleek body, so it must not be a problem for him. I looked into his eyes. They were completely filled with lust, which I liked. I held his hair in my fist and kissed him hard. The lust animal inside me woke up. I pushed my tongue deep into his mouth. He rubbed all over my back.

He lifted my t-shirt up, and I offered no resistance. I lifted my hands and took it over. I felt his erect dick under me. I unhooked my bra, my boobs jumped out of that as if they were waiting to be sucked. I took them near to his face and pushed his face in between them. He pressed my left boob hard.

I gave out a cry, "Mavaya, slowly, they are not going to run away." He kissed the upper part of my right boob and said, "This is the best one I ever saw. Perfectly round and enough for a man to go crazy." I giggled.

He said, "Your nipples look like dark chocolate. I swear, the day I saw you in jeans I went crazy about you." I replied, "I know, I could make that from your eyes." He kissed me on my shoulder and said, "Who can move an eye away from you?"

I laughed and said, "Hmm, Mavaya, I didn't know that you are good at flirting. I am flattered." He rolled his fingers on my spine and said, "I am good at many other things," and smiled. I couldn't resist. I kissed him again, deeply on his lips. I couldn't believe that I became so slutty.

I opened his shirt. I keenly observed this body, placed my hand over his chest, and was hairy and rough. There were grey hairs there, though I felt some loose skin and wrinkles, I liked it. I kissed him on his upper chest, slowly down to his nipple. I encircled my tongue around it.

He gave out the sound, "Abbaa Pushpaa..." I kept kissing his shoulders and lower chest. He untied his lungi and finally I saw his dick. It was a monster. I am not exaggerating, but my husband's dick is much smaller than this. The dick head was heavy as if it was a huge crown resting on a snake.

He took my hand and kept on it. I was like, omg, it was like an iron rod. I felt my mother in law must have been very lucky to get a man like this. I stroked it up and down. He held my hair and pushed my face on his chest. I took out my tongue, licked it and kissed it.

Slowly he increased the pressure and pushed me down. I was at his stomach, I kept kissing. He further pushed me down. My face was a few centimeters away from his dick. He pushed me further. I said, "Cheee, Mavayya, no."

He laughed and said, "You kid, looks like I have to teach you a lot, trust me, you will love it. Just love my body the way I loved your body." I obliged. His dick touched my lips. This was the first time I have touched the dick with my mouth. I smelt it. It had a bit of an awkward smell.

Unknowingly I kissed it and began to kiss the whole dick. He had hairs around his dick. It looks it was not cleaned since ages. I kissed the lower part of his dick. I moved his skin a bit back and touched my tongue. It was a marvelous feeling.

I slowly opened my mouth completely and pushed it completely inside and looked at my father in law. He closed his eyes in pleasure. He kept his hand on the back of my head. He kept pushing in and out. I kept moving my tongue initially. Later, I started liking the feel of a dick in my mouth and started sucking the dick like a lollipop.

He was like, "Ahhh, Pushpa. This is the pleasure I missed for ages. You are an angel sent for my prayers. Oh yeah. Keep doing it. It feels great." I got much more energetic due to his words. Kept sucking at more pace. I felt this pre-cum juices in my mouth.

He took his dick out. It was shining like a star due go saliva. He made me stand and pulled my pants. I removed my panty as well and stood before him. It felt bit shy. I covered my pussy with my palm and looked down. He turned me around and placed his hand over my ass cheeks.

He pressed them and said, "Pushpa, your beauty is at its best when you are naked." He kissed my ass cheeks and began to bite them. My husband never did suck kinky things to me. I liked this erotic lovemaking. He licked, kissed, and bit there and suddenly slapped my bum.

I shouted, "Ahh, Mavayya, what are you doing?" He replied, "I am punishing my daughter in law." I replied, "Yeah, the daughter in law likes the punishment. She is waiting for it." He pulled me over him, I fell on his lap. My ass crack rested on his dick. He hugged me from behind.

I adjusted my hair forward so that he could have full access to my bareback. He kissed my neck and slowly on my spine. With one hand he cupped my boobs and other hand he held my hand tightly. He kept kissing down. He lifted my ass and then erected his dick and slowly made me sit on his dick.

I gave out a moan. He held my waist and raised me slightly and began to push inside. I felt like heaven. With one hand, I pressed my nipple and other hand I held my hair. I gently increased his pace, and I reciprocated his shots by pushing my ass up and down.