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------------------- Sister-in-law Fantasies 03 - Cumming for her

   Kumari is your typical sultry South Indian woman.  Aged 21, her skin is
the dark shade of brown, her hair is long and jet black, the eye lashes
thick, and her lips are full and red.  Her figure would drive any man up
the wall, especially one who had to live in the same house as her, but was
unable to touch her.

   I am in the unenviable position of being this seductively beautiful
woman's brother-in-law.  Had I known she would blossom into something so
sexy, I would have told my parents that it was her I wanted to marry
instead of her plain elder sister.

   When I first saw her, she was hardly 15, and a gawky girl.  In the past
six years, the duckling had become a swan.  The swan now stayed with us as
she had a job with a prestigious company in the same city.

   To her I was a brother and she treated me as such.  There was a lot of
touching and hugging, which may sound very exciting but is in fact very
torturous.

   Sex with my wife was at almost nil.  Even the little I got was as good
as none, since she would just lie there without participating in the act.

   I had to resort to jerking myself off for release.  During these
sessions, Kumari's image filled my mind.  On one such occasion when I went
into the toilet, behind the door I found Kumari's clothes.  She had just
finished her evening bath and she had left her clothes behind.  I picked up
her soiled panties and held them up to my nostrils.  Her pungent fragrance
filled my nostrils, sending pulses of thrill rushing through my body.  I
quickly got my penis out and began pumping away.  It was my quickest
masturbation ever, also the most satisfying.

   From that day on, I would rummage the clothes bin every day before going
to the bathroom for my bath.  I would hold her bra to my nose, wrap my
penis with her panties or sometimes the other way round, and jerk off into
her underclothes.  Then I would smuggle the underclothes back into the
clothes bin.

   I got away with this for close to 3-4 months.  Then one day the
inevitable happened.

   "Bhayya, can I ask you something?" Kumari started the conversation.

   "Sure", I said unsuspectingly.

   "Are you masturbating into my underclothes?"

   My blood ran cold.  I felt the fear that everybody feels at being
caught. My first reaction was to deny it.

   "Please Bhayya, tell me the truth.  Or forget it.  Let me tell you my
side of the story.  I started suspecting this sometime ago.  At first, I
was shocked and angry.  In fact, I felt violated.  Then I began to be
turned on.  Now, after you soil my panties, I take it in and masturbate
using it."

   I didn't know what to say.

   "We are going to change the procedure a little bit from now though. 
Every evening I will leave my underclothes behind the bathroom door.  I
will leave two sets.  One will be the set I was using during the day, and
the other will be a fresh set.  I want you to masturbate into the fresh
panties.  I will then "wear" you cum with me through the night and the next
day morning we will repeat it again so I will have your cum with me through
the day."

   Right enough that evening there were two sets of panties behind the
door. I did as she had asked.  When I came out of the bath, she went in,
and when she came out, she flashed me a naughty knowing smile.

   "It's so wet and so sexy", she whispered softly since my wife was in the
kitchen.

   "So what were you wearing before the bath?" I asked her.

   "Nothing", she replied with a smile.

   That turned me on no end.

   From the following day, I began to touch her more and more during the
pre-bath time.  She on her part would put her self in positions were I
would get a chance to run my hands over her breasts, cunt and ass before I
went for a bath.

  
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