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Forbidden Desires

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Chapter 2

Incest Sex Story: Chapter 2 - An unusual story about a lonely father-in-law and his daughter-in-law...

Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Ma/Ma   Ma   Fa   Coercion   Consensual   Reluctant   Romantic   True Story   Cheating   Sharing   Incest   Father   Daughter   InLaws   Indian Male   Indian Female   Anal Sex   Analingus   Cream Pie   Exhibitionism   Masturbation   Squirting   Tit-Fucking   Voyeurism   Big Breasts   Foot Fetish   Public Sex   Size   Slow  

This was the first time I was experiencing so much pleasures. This time my orgasm was so intense and strong that I might have subconsciously moaned screaming loudly. When I opened my eyes, I accidentally looked in the mirror opposite.

I was shocked to see my father in law standing at the door watching me while he massaged his hard sausage over his pants. Thankfully he did not catch me watching him thru the mirror because he was so lost.

I was not sure since how long daddy had been there. I was still lying waiting for my breathing to normalize after my last intense orgasm. I was lying on my bed with my head towards him and my saree curled up around my waist.

So at the most daddy could see my bare thighs and cleavage from top, nothing else. I corrected my clothes and then looked again in the mirror, daddy was gone. Out of curiosity I went to his bedroom.

He was not there, but I heard strange sounds from his bathroom. I tiptoed there placing my ear on the door. Daddy was stroking himself calling out my name. I was shocked but not surprised because of what just happened in my bedroom.

Then I stealthily left from there and changed into a fresh set of clothes. The rest of the day passed normally. Daya came home, we all chatted followed by dinner.

This time too dad stole glances at my cleavage and back while being careful about Daya being around. The very next day I switched back to my old conservative blouse on purpose.

Dad’s reaction was instant, he said “what happened to your other blouses Usha? You looked so much better in them”. In a hurry to dodge the question, I said “papa I don’t have much of them. They are all due for washing”.

He didn’t say anything. I went about my work as normal. Dad called me and asked “where is the chain Usha? Why are you not wearing it now”? I replied “sorry daddy, I forgot to wear it today”.

Even before I could battle an eyelid, dad was escorting me to my bedroom with his hand firmly around my waist. This touch again sent new sensations tingling thru my body arousing me again.

He stood holding me while I took out the chain from my cupboard. Then he took it from my hand and sat on my bed signaling me to come to him. I walked up to him, again standing between his wide open legs.

For some unknown reason I was not feeling any shame this time and willingly dropped my saree pallu. Daddy smiled while his hands encircled my waist and his face brushed my boobs and waist, for longer this time.

Despite my own self restraint, a soft moan escaped my lips when his face brushed my under boobs. Daddy was so close that his hot breath was hitting the undersides of my boobs speedily fueling my arousal.

After tying the chain, dad blew hot air at my navel making me moan again. Then he gave a wet french kiss on my navel making me let out a loud Ahh. Now my brain worked properly for the first time quickly bringing me back to reality.

I stepped back and said “stop daddy, this is so wrong. I am your daughter in law”. Dad looked at me for a moment, then he grabbed my waist with his strong hands pulling me back to him.

He firmly planted his mouth on my belly button and kissed harder. Despite the right signals from my brain, my body was again losing control. The sensations were so powerful that I placed my hands behind his head pressing him harder to my belly button while gasping for air between moans.

Daddy continued kissing for a good few minutes while his tongue explored my belly button inside out. I was on the brink of my orgasm and quickly came back to my senses again.

I pulled back from him a little because I couldn’t handle the embarrassment of cumming in front of him. Dad calmly said “see now, this looks so beautiful on you Usha” and left from there.

I only smiled signaling him a thanks with my eyes before I sat down on my bed with my overbearing arousal. As soon as he was out of the door, I lay on my bed pulling up my saree and petticoat.

I was beyond care about closing the door despite knowing well that daddy would probably be there watching me pleasure myself. Daddy’s touch and kiss on my navel had felt so good despite the taboo.

I had read about this navel pleasure in “Living my Fantasy, “The honeymoon” and other stories on this website. It had instantly become one of my favorite fantasies to experience it.

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