Previous Part: Sinful Lust: Saali Aadhi Gharwali – Part 1
Didi: As I said, I have a favour to ask of you.
There was a long pause. I was trying hard to understand what she was saying.
Me: It was my idea to call you here to care for me instead of mom or Vijay’s mother. You are my sister. I know I can trust you and count on you. So, please take care of my husband’s needs for the next few months.
I was shocked and taken aback. I stared at didi, completely perplexed. Didi sensed my shock and held my hand.
Didi: Maya, please. Please do this for me. I will forever be indebted to you.
Me: But…didi. I’m married. I’m Anil’s wife.
Didi: I know. Nobody other than the three of us will ever find out. Vijay and Anil are relatives. We’re a family. Please do this for your sister. I wouldn’t ask you if there was another way. I only trust you with this.
Me: Didi, I understand you’re caring for your husband’s needs. But I don’t know.
Didi: What is the harm? It’s not like it’s unheard of. Haven’t you heard of this saying, ‘Saali aadhi gharwali’?
Me: Didi, that doesn’t mean anything.
Didi: Of course it does. By relation, you are his saali. After his wife, it is you who has rights over him.
I sat there in silence while I processed what she was saying. It also hit me that I hadn’t had fulfilling sex in a long time. My pussy craved a long and hard pounding from a big dick. I had already been unfaithful in my marriage. So, this wasn’t new. And I wouldn’t betray my sister, as it was her idea in the first place.
After a few moments of self-reflection, I nodded, indicating my agreement. Seeing my head nod, didi jumped for joy and bent forward to hug me.
Didi: Oh, thank you, Maya. I knew I could count on you. Thank you so much. You’re the best sister in the world. I’m so grateful to you.
I gave her a weak smile and asked her to calm down.
Me: Didi, nobody else can ever know about this. Promise me.
Didi: I promise you. Nobody else will. I can’t believe it. I’m so happy tonight. I can’t thank you enough.
Me: It’s fine. Stop thanking me. By the way, your husband better be good in bed.
Didi: Don’t worry about that. He’s amazing in bed. You’ll be thanking me tomorrow morning.
My excitement suddenly turned to shock. I stood up and looked at didi.
Me: What do you mean tomorrow morning?
Didi: Why do you think I’m talking to you about it now? Vijay is horny and is waiting for you in my bedroom right now. I’ll sleep here. You go and have fun. I can peacefully go to sleep now.
Me: Didi. Hold up. Do you want me to go now? All of a sudden? This is all happening too fast.
Didi: Why are you acting like you’re a virgin? It’s just sex. And I’m sure you’ve had enough of it. Now go. Don’t be so shy.
I stood there for a moment, trying to soak in all that had happened. I was frozen for some time. After a few seconds, I regained my legs and body sensation.
Me: You want me to go now? Right now?
Didi: Yes. Maya. Right now. Now go.
I turned around and started walking towards the door. I had barely taken a few steps when didi called out.
Didi: what are you doing?
Me: Going to jiju?
Didi: wearing that?
Since I was getting ready for bed, I wore a pyjama and a large t-shirt. I had removed my bra and panty. I had even tied my hair. I was still looking quite hot, but did was right. The clothing was not doing any wonders to my sexy figure.
Didi: You’re going to have sex, Maya. Dress up to match the occasion. Don’t go dressed like a teenage boy.
Me: (Taken aback at that comment) I’m still looking hot.
Didi: I know you are, my sweet sister, but please put in some effort. I want the best for my husband.
Me: You’ve turned into your husband’s wife completely. Don’t forget that you were and are my sister first.
Didi: Of course, I am your sister, you stupid girl. But, after getting married, your jiju is my number one priority.
Didi: Since it’s your first time going to your jiju, wear something sexy. Check the left drawer in the last cupboard. I have bought you something.
I walked over to the cupboard and opened it. Inside the left drawer was a shopping bag. I removed the bag and looked inside. Inside was a lingerie set.
Me: Didi, what is this?
Didi: I have ordered it, especially for you and this occasion. This is your first time with your jiju. It should be special.
Me: Special for jiju or me?
Didi: (with a giggle) For him primarily, but no reason it shouldn’t be special for you also. Now wear it quickly, get ready and go.
I gave her a look from the side of the eye and sighed. Seeing how she and jiju had planned this entire scenario uplifted me. I was also engulfed in the excitement of the moment. I removed the lingerie set out of the bag and stared at it. It looked like it would fit me. I was amazed at the choice too.
Let me remind you all about my looks and beautiful figure. I’m quite fair with soft and smooth skin. I have a slim well, toned body that highlights my figure. Speaking of figures, my attributes are 33-28-33 with firm C-cup breasts. I’m 5ft 5 inches tall and weigh about 54 kg.
I have medium-length thick black hair and hazel brown coloured eyes, and an oval face. I quickly removed my pyjama and t-shirt and started getting ready. Didi had purchased a burgundy-coloured set. It included a lace bralette, a lace panty and a sheer lace full-length robe.
I slipped on the panty. It fit perfectly over my buttocks. I pulled it up just below my navel. Because I had shaved my pussy earlier in the day, my camel toe was visible over the panty. Next, I wore the bralette. Didi had picked out my size perfectly. My boobs just about fit inside, and my firm breasts looked spectacular.
The bralette was deep-necked and showed a lot of my cleavage. A thin thread held the bra in place and ran over my shoulder. The back strap of the bralette provided the support to hold my melons in place.
I then put on the burgundy sheer lace robe. It was so translucent that it did not hide anything underneath, but the robe gave it a sexy look. I tied the robe in front and made a bow with the strings.
I went through my suitcase and picked out a pair of stilettos. I picked out a black-coloured one as I didn’t have any footwear in burgundy. I wore it.
I then took out my makeup kit. I applied a matching burgundy lipstick to my lips. I applied kajal to my eyes. I then added some foundation to my face and patted it. Finally, I untied my hair and brushed it.
Didi saw me in all my glory and exclaimed.
Didi: Wow, Maya. You look stunning. So fucking hot. Got to say, my husband is a lucky man.
Me: Thank you, didi. You bet he is. And he is going to get very lucky tonight.
Didi: That’s the spirit. Make my husband happy and satisfied.
Saying so, she laid back on the bed and closed her eyes. I walked over to her and pulled the razai over her. I then whispered.
Me: Call me if you need anything.
Didi: What I need is for my husband to be happy. And you’re already doing it.
She then held my hand and, in a soft voice, thanked me again. I nodded and started to walk away. I turned off the lights in the room and wished her goodnight.
Didi: Goodnight, Maya. Enjoy the night.
I closed the door and started walking towards didi and jiju’s room. The tapping noise by my stilettos broke the dead silence in the hallway. I stood outside their room and composed myself. I took a deep breath and turned the knob to open the door.
I had to squint my eyes as I stepped from the hallway’s darkness into a room with lights on. As my eyes adjusted to the light, I saw Jiju lying on the bed and looking at me pleasantly.
I shyly smiled back at him. I then took a few steps into the room, turned around and closed the door. As the door shut and the lock fell into its groove, it finally hit me that there was no turning back. I started to feel warm from the inside and started to blush. I had my back towards jiju.
Jiju: Come here, Maya.
I gingerly turned around and started to walk towards the bed. Once again, the silence in the room was broken by the tapping of my stilettos. A short walk later, I was standing before the bed, in front of my jiju, dressed in sexy lingerie, about to have sex with him.
Let me describe my Jiju to you all. He is a handsome man. He is 5ft 9 inches tall. Athletic build. Thick black wavy hair. Fair skinned. Clean shaven. He is quite soft-spoken and charming. His voice isn’t very deep but has a commanding tone.
As I stood there blushing, Jiju held my hand with his left hand and pulled me towards him. I sat down beside him. He started rubbing my hands.
Jiju: Maya, you’re looking drop-dead gorgeous. So fucking hot. I can’t believe my luck.
I sat in silence. But, hearing those words, I started to turn red and blush. I was still not looking at jiju. I was looking down like a virgin bride on her first night. I could not understand the reason for my shyness.
It wasn’t my first time having sex. But I was behaving in a very reserved manner. Maybe because it was my sister’s husband, and this was completely new to me.
Jiju: You know I have always appreciated your beauty. But, I never in my wildest dreams thought I would be enjoying your beauty.
Jiju: What has your sister told you?
Me: (coyly) she cares greatly about you and your needs. Because of her condition, she hasn’t been able to do her duties as a wife sufficiently. And she wants me to step into the role to keep you happy.
Jiju: (smirking) duties as a wife? Step into the role? What have my relatives done to you? Since when are you so shy to say sex?
Me: It feels weird to say it to you now, jiju. You won’t understand.
Jiju: What won’t I understand? You’re my saali. I’m your jija. Our relationship is very special. Haven’t you heard, Saali aadhi gharwali?
Me: I don’t know who came up with that. But that was a horny man who wasn’t satisfied with just his wife.
Jiju: Hahaha. Quite possible. Maybe it was somebody like me. Somebody who wanted a pussy when his wife could not have sex.
Jiju: Let me tell you, Maya. Once you get the taste of fucking a nice pussy, you can never forget it. You can’t go back to masturbating. It’s just not the same.
Me: I … I understand, Jiju. When it comes to matters of the flesh, you need the real thing. You can’t make do. It’s just not satisfying.
I had been in that position all too well to realise and understand what Jiju was saying. When you get used to having exceptional sex, you crave it all the time. You can’t make do with substitutes.
Jiju: You’re right, Maya. You’re absolutely right. I hope you understand my position.
Me: I do, Jiju. I do.
He then got up and ran his fingers over my hair. He tucked the loose strands behind my left ear and turned my face towards him. He looked into my eyes.
Jiju: Shall we begin, my dear saali?
I met his gaze. With my right hand, I tucked the loose strands of hair behind my right ear and nodded. He jumped out of bed and held a hand, asking me to get up.
Me: But Jiju, nobody else will know about this, right? It’s just that I’m married to Anil.
Jiju: Of course not, Maya. Is that even something to ask? You have my word. Nobody will ever find out, let alone Anil.
With that reassurance, I gave in to the moment and surrendered to the will of my jiju. I stood up. We were standing facing each other. There was barely any gap between us. I could feel his breath on me.
With his right hand, he undid the knot of my robe. As the strings gave away, my lingerie-clad body came into view of jiju. He couldn’t help himself but exclaim in excitement at the sight. This filled me with joy and confidence.
He then pushed both his hands around my waist. He caressed my waist and ran his hands up to my shoulders. He then pushed the robe away from my shoulder. The loose robe fell on the floor. He again put his arms around my waist and pulled me onto him.
My body crashed against his. My boobs got pressed onto his chest. He wrapped his arms around my back and started to feel my ass. I gave in to his will and embraced him. I held onto him tightly.
While holding him tightly, I was sensually calling out to him. I kept saying, “Oh, jiju. Ahh, jiju. Yes, jiju.” At the same time, he was moaning my name, “Maya. Oh, Maya.” I could feel the bulge in his crotch starting to get big.
He then pulled me away from him and held my face. He looked at me for a brief moment before pouncing on me like a hungry tiger. He started kissing me on my lips and planting kisses all over my face and neck.
The sexual intensity went from moderate to full-on high in a fraction of a second. His intensity rubbed off on me as well. I started to run my hands all over his body and hair. He continued to kiss me. I dropped my right hand over his crotch and started rubbing it over his boxers.
He then concentrated his attention solely on my lips. We then started to french kiss. Before I knew it, his tongue was inside my mouth. I was beginning to enjoy the intensity with which jiju was going. I started to push my tongue into his mouth.
If there were any inhibitions between the jija-saali duo, all were now lost. Jiju had by now moved his hands towards my boobs. He was squeezing them and rubbing them over my bralette. I was turned on by then. I put my hands into his boxers and started to rub his dick.
His dick was continuing to grow as blood rushed into it. With the intensity of kissing remaining the same, we held on to our breaths. Finally, we moved away to take a deep breath and got back to kissing with the same intensity. By the way, both of us were relentless in letting go of the level of intensity.
It was clear that both of us wanted it. Wanted it badly. While we separated to catch our breaths, I removed and kicked away my stiletto heels. Jiju meanwhile removed his t-shirt and boxers. He stood in front of me, completely naked. We once again started to kiss.
I then started stroking his dick with my right hand. I could feel the blood rushing in his veins. Jiju meanwhile started to kiss my neck and nibble at my ears. My moans grew louder as his warm breath hit the skin over my ear and neck.
He then started to kiss my shoulder and my cleavage. His hands were either squeezing my boobs or my ass. I could feel a lightning sensation run all over my body. My nipples became erect with all the massaging and squeezing. His dick continued to grow in my hands and get rock-hard.
I increased the pace of my strokes. Jiju now joined in the moans. There were sensual noises filling the room.
By now, jiju’s dick had become completely erect and hard. He started to push me down towards his dick. I obliged and went down on my knees. I licked the length of his dick and started coating it with my saliva. Meanwhile, I started juggling his balls in my hands.
After lubricating his dick, I took time to marvel at his manhood. He had completely shaved his groin, free of pubes. His erect dick was 7 inches in length. It was shorter than Anil and Rakesh bhaisaab’s dick but had a better girth. The main vein of his dick was pulsating with the blood flowing in it.
I gently pulled back his foreskin. With the lubrication, the foreskin slid back easily, revealing his mushroom tip. It was glistening with moisture and was deep pink. I swallowed his dick again and lathered it up completely in my saliva.
I then started to stroke his penis with my right fist. I started licking his balls.
Jiju: Yes, Maya. Just like that. Keep doing it. Yes. Suck on my balls. Yes. Swallow them. Suck them. Just like that. Yes. Take it all in.
I diligently followed jiju’s directions. I sucked on his balls and swallowed them. I opened my mouth wide and accommodated his entire scrotum in my mouth.
By now, his dick had started to ooze pre cum from its tip. A few drops fell on my nose as I was sucking on his balls. It trickled down onto my lips and fell into my mouth. The intoxicating taste and smell of his pre cum made my pussy wet.
My pussy had started to get completely wet and was dripping. I could feel my panty getting drenched in my pussy juices. I gave his dick a couple of more strokes and then stood up.
I unclasped my bralette, freeing my boobs. I removed the bralette and threw it away. My nipples had become sensitive and completely erect. As soon as jiju saw my breasts, he started sucking on them and pinching my nipples. This excited me further, and I continued to moan.
Me: Jiju, yes. Jiju. Suck on my tits, jiju. Aaaaah jiju. Fuck your saali. Fuck your sister-in-law’s pussy. Yes, jiju.
Hearing me beg for his cock, Jiju let go of my breasts and looked at me. He quickly removed my panty and pushed me onto the bed. I pulled a pillow and placed it under my waist.
With my right hand, I started rubbing my clit, and with my left hand, I was squeezing my boobs. I looked seductively at jiju.
Me: Fuck me, jiju. My pussy is waiting for your big hard cock. Fill my pussy with it. Fuck my brains out.
I realised I was very vocal and enthusiastic about finally getting good penetrative sex. It had been months since I got fucked properly.
Jiju heard me moan and beg for his cock. He became very excited and overjoyed by my enthusiasm.
Jiju: You’re the best saali there ever was. Look at you begging for your jiju’s dick. I love this. It has been so long since my dick entered a pussy. Here, take it.
He placed his dick at the entrance of my pussy and started pushing it in. Because of the larger girth of his penis, it was a little rough and painful initially. But a few thrusts later, the pain vanished, and pleasure took over.
Jiju held my legs apart and started fucking me. His face indicated that he was enjoying my pussy. I continued to rub my clit.
Jiju: Oh, Maya. What a wonderful pussy you have. It’s so tight. It’s squeezing my dick. Oh, this is just perfect.
Me: Jiju, yes. Your dick has filled my pussy. It feels so good inside. Don’t stop. Fuck me. Harder. Yes. Faster. Harder.
Jiju then started increasing the pace of his thrusts. In all the excitement, his dick slipped out once or twice. But his dick and my pussy were so wet and lubricated that the dick slid back inside without hindrance.
With every thrust, jiju was falling over me. He finally fell on top of me and started sucking on my boobs while fucking me. His dick slipped out once again.
This time he rolled over next to me. He then turned me to my right and lay beside me. It was like we were spooning each other. He then placed his dick on the entrance of my pussy and slid it in. He then started to fuck me once again.
In this position, he was hitting my g-spot. I enjoyed this position. He continued to fuck me. There was the synchronised ‘thap thap thap’ with every thrust as our sweaty bodies collided with each other.
A few minutes later, I was close to climaxing.
Me: (shouting) Jiju. I’m going to cum. Don’t stop, jiju. Faster. Faster.
Jiju: (grunting) Hang on, Maya. Just a little longer. I’m going to cum too. Hang on. Yes. Yes.
A few more strokes later, both of us climaxed together. Jiju had bit down on my shoulder as he jizzed inside me. I was moaning and shouting as I orgasmed.
As the both of us caught our breaths, the room, seconds earlier, filled with erotic movies, had fallen completely silent. Both of us were breathing heavily.
We lay there spooning for some time. His dick became limp and slipped out of my pussy. The mixture of my pussy juices and his semen started trickling down from my pussy. I was sweaty and had just started breathing normally when jiju got up.
Jiju: Maya, That was just amazing. The long wait for a pussy was worth it. I’m glad I can fuck that pussy for the next few months. Thank you so much.
Me: Thank you, jiju, for that amazing fuck session. I was sad that I would not get to have sex while I was here. But this is the best thing that could have happened. I’m over the moon, jiju.
I got up and hugged him. We held our embrace for a few seconds. We then kissed each other on the lips. I then kissed him on his chest. He spanked my ass and kissed me on my forehead.
We both cleaned up after ourselves and decided to call it a night. I picked out Divya Didi’s nightgown and wore it to bed. Jiju put on his boxers and t-shirt and fell asleep.
This story will be continued.