Please read the previous stories in the series - sexy wife, sexier sis-in-law Ch. 1 and Ch.2 for continuity.
It was a warm day; the sun shining behind white, fluffy clouds making everything it touched shine like gold. The birds chirped happily as the flower bloomed, intoxicating the air with a sweet scent. The wind blew ever so calm, rustling the leaves almost as if they danced to some unknown tune. Inside the house, the bedroom was decorated with scented candles. They were rose petals everywhere, the dim lighting making it a perfect love nest. Madhu was lying naked on the bed, her beautiful body glowing from the lust flowing through her veins. Her breasts moved up and down gently, the traces of Siddharth's saliva proudly decorated her areola and nipples. Her toned legs were up in the air, split wide with Siddharth's thick penis wedged deep into her cunt. He was sliding it in and out like he owned her, and she was moaning sensually.
In the past year since they first fucked, Siddharth impregnated his wife Preethi and they both had a child. It made Madhu feel less guilty; if anything she did not want to take away the opportunity of her sister and Siddharth having their first child together. That was her condition, and it was fulfilled. It has been a few months since and they both have fucked countless times.
They fucked in the garage, the bathroom, the car; they fucked at parties, at weddings, at family events; they fucked inside any building, and in the woods behind her house. He fucked her in every position he could think off, every position she wanted to try. He even fucked her ass, which she loved. It was something she hadn't tried even with her husband.
They believed their bodies belonged in each other's embrace, her breasts in his mouth and his dick always deep inside her pussy.
But these days, he does not fuck her like a mistress. He fucks her like a lover. He had just fucked her in doggy and scissor style before returning into the missionary. She had two orgasms already, sending waves across her body make her shake in pleasure. They always look into each other's eyes as he is ready to cum. He was tenaciously thrusting his dick into her pussy, stretching it walls; its head touching the insides of her womb. She is moaning "mmmm... mmmm... ahhhhh... love you babyyyy." He kissed her lips "love you too," and increased his pace.
After pounding her for a few minutes, his body shuddered as he moaned; his penis opened up bursting out warm seed, coating her womb with white, sticky juice of love for the thousandth time. Their bodies lie, spent, intertwined with each other, mixed in each other's sweat and other bodily fluids.
Let us now leave Madhu and Siddharth in their bliss, for we are here to experience the story of Preethi and Ayush.
Preethi isn't as innocent as she appears. She carries a secret with her. Unknown to everyone in her family, she has an extremely lustful side. She however, always keeps up the appearance of innocence. Even Madhu, who she is very close with has no idea about it. She discovered it when she was in boarding for college. She was bored with the daily routine of classes. She eventually discovered masturbation from some friends, she was consumed in its bliss. She never knew such a sensation existed before. It made her feel like nothing else did.
She accidentally came across porn and was blown away with the entirely new world she never knew existed. The more she watched the more she wanted to get fucked; she held back bound by the conservative upbringing of her family. "Sex only after marriage." That was the Mantra hammered into her head. She had a boyfriend in college, no matter how much she wanted she would not do anything more than kiss him.
She kept all this hidden away from everyone, no one ever thought otherwise of her. Soon her sister Madhu got married to Ayush, and her curiosity fueled her lust. She wanted to know how they were having sex. She wished many times she could see how Ayush fucked her sister. Was it like they show in those porn videos? Or was it different? Did her sister really moan in pleasure to every thrust of her husband's dick inside her? How many times would they do it? Was it every day? A few times a day? Did they always fuck in the same position? She was engulfed with questions she desperately wanted answer for.
She would use every excuse she could find to spend time at Madhu and Ayush's place during weekends or holidays. They would have sex every night and she would hear the bed creak rhythmically. She would sit outside their door and masturbate listening to Madhu moan, "ahhh... ahhh... mmmm!" She imagined Ayush having a thick cock with a fat head, shoving it deep into Madhu's wet pussy. She imagined Madhu lying on the bed naked, her breasts flinging up and down as her husband pounded her. Nights like that she wished for a thick, fat dick inside her wet pussy fucking her like a slut, making her cum again and again.
She would pay attention to the signs. Madhu would glow the next morning when ever she had sex the previous night. She would almost be high. Several times, Ayush and Madhu would sneak into their room for a hour or two, she would hear Madhu moan from inside, she knew Ayush was fucking her brains outs. She always tried to peek inside their room when ever they had sex, but she never succeeded in getting a good view.
She tried to talk to Madhu as often as possible about their sex lives. She woulds use those details to imagine how they fucked. She slowly became infatuated with Ayush. He is a handsome guy; tall, medium complexion with good features and a nice body. Her imaginations slowly morphed over time, replacing Madhu with herself as the woman getting fucked every night. She used to masturbate imagining Ayush fuck Madhu, but now she masturbated imagining him fucking her.
She eventually met Siddharth, she feel head over heels in love and decided she was going to spend the rest of her life with him. Despite that, she could not get over her infatuation with her brother-in-law. After her marriage with Siddharth, she was careful not to show her lustful side to him. She felt it was important to maintain the guise of innocence.
Never the less, she allowed herself to completely enjoy being fucked like she always wanted to. She was lucky Siddharth was a sex maniac, never short of lust. She let him fucked her in every one of the positions she saw in those porn videos. She realized she loved the reverse cowgirl position the most.
No matter how much she fucked Siddharth, she could not let go of her fantasy of getting fucked by her brother in law. Simply imagining him while fucking Siddharth would fuel her lust giving her intense orgasms. But it wasn't enough. She wondered if Ayush ever looked at her in a lustful way. She had no idea. She knew that his dick would get hard in a second if she exposed and acted sexy with him. But she had to be careful not to make it too obvious to Madhu.
Few months later, Preethi and Siddharth were at Madhu and Ayush's place during one of their holidays. One day, she was in the bathroom when she realized one of her panties was missing. She looked for it everywhere yet could not find it. She did not think too much of it assuming it must have mixed up with Madhu's clothes. She asked Madhu and later Siddharth but they knew nothing of it.
The next day, she found the panty in the bathroom, exactly where she thought she lost it. She combed the place thoroughly so she knew she did not dream about losing it. She wondered if Ayush had anything to do with it. She got excited thinking about the prospect of him secretly taking her underwear to jerk off. She had to find out. She paid more attention to Ayush as he moved around the house. She never found him doing anything suspicious.
And then one night, when Ayush thought everyone in the house was asleep he snuck into the guest bathroom, picked up Preethi's panty and walked out. He looked around making sure no one saw him and slowly walked back to his room. He failed to notice the pair of eyes watching him quietly from a dark corner.
Preethi smiled to herself; her suspicions were true, Ayush was taking her underwear and most likely jerking off on them. She knew one half of the story but wanted to know the other half. She tip toed towards their bedroom. The door was unlocked, she opened it, just enough to see through. She saw Madhu was asleep in the bed but Ayush was not next to her. She slowly stepped inside and walked to the bathroom. She put her ears to the door and tried to listen. She could faintly hear Ayush breathing hard on the other side, the rhythmic sound of something being moved back and forth. She smiled again, as suspected he was jerking off on her panties.
