Hamida Is Back – Part 2 (Brother-In-Law)

Hamida Is Back - Part 2 (Brother-In-Law)
Welcome to the next part of my new story. ~Story starts~ After 2-3 years into their marriage, Hamida had given birth to four kids. This was when Arav said, “My love, I think this is enough for us.” Hamida was happy because now she could return to their crazy sex life, like before, although she never said that to Arav. ~Sex starts~ They returned to having sex like rabbits. Almost every night, when all of their kids were asleep, they would have sex. Sometimes, as Hamida breastfeeds a baby, Arav would fuck her from behind, squeezing her other boob. “Arav…ugh! Can’t you just wait until I am done?”, Hamida would ask in a rude tone. “Nn…nope!” Arav would say as he keeps pumping her. When she’s cutting vegetables for their meals or when she’s washing their clothes in the machine or when she’s on the phone with a family friend, Arav wouldn’t care. In fact, for the next coming three months or so, their “sex life” wouldn’t be sex added into life, but more like..life added into sex. “Oh God, Arav, this is the best time in my life,” Hamida would say he gets snuggled into Arav after most sex sessions. ~Sex ends~ And all of this came, pretty much, to a grinding halt, the next month. Arav all of a sudden started getting busy, and when he’s at home for a while, he would come home tired. Hamida managed to get him to sex but it was obvious that Arav did them only to satisfy Hamida rather than to actually exchange pleasure. So Hamida stopped getting all over him as soon as he was home and let him rest instead. She still stayed at home, looking after her kids. Her mother-in-law, Arav’s mother, and Arav’s sister who was single were an immense help too. All of this changed one day when Arav’s brother came to stay there for a night. Arav’s brother, Vivan, was bigger than Arav. And as Arav had said to her before, he was certainly stronger than him too. He was a bit lighter in complexion compared to Arav and had a big beard all over his face. Vivan was in the fitness industry as said in a chapter in an earlier series ( Testimony Of Hameeda – Part 03 ). He was single but a rather sociable person. He didn’t wanna get married and settle down. He considered life to be freer the way he was. Hamida didn’t try to talk with him. That night, Hamida received a call from Arav. “Baby, I wouldn’t be able to come home today.” “What? Why?” Hamida responded in a disappointed tone. “I’ve gotta travel a lot this time, baby. But don’t worry, I’ll be back home soon. Bye honey, love you!” “Love you too, baby,” Hamida said as she dropped the call. They were a couple who were, and still are, madly in love with each other. But something had started to miss out and Hamida was suffering. As Hamida dropped the call, she prepared to go to sleep. As she was passing by the visitor’s bedroom where Vivan was sleeping now, she decided to sneak a peek at him. She was feeling naughty. She was wearing a long-sleeved nighty and a big headcover that would cover her down to her elbows when she stood straight. She took a peak but didn’t see Vivan in there. The room wasn’t locked but he wasn’t there. She slowly opened the door and put her head in to look around. “What are you doing here?” Vivan’s voice suddenly came from behind. Hamida turned around to find him standing right behind her with his huge arms crossed against his chest. He was wearing only a short pair of pants. So his muscles were very visible and his large dick was visible through his pants. “I-I was just checking in, sorry,” Hamida said as she tried to walk away but Vivan held her by her right wrist. “Vivan, what are you doing? Let go of me,” Hamida said as she tried to pull away from him but her strength was no match against his. Also, he had very rough hands. His rough, dominant grip was already turning her on. “I think there’s something we need to talk about,” Vivan said as he pushed open the bedroom door and slowly pushed Hamida inside. “S-sure, but why here? We can talk in the living room?” Hamida said in a low voice. She had some idea about how this was gonna end but she wasn’t expecting Vivan, her husband’s brother, to be this kind of a person. Also, no matter how badly she missed sex, she wasn’t gonna cheat on him. But Vivan paid no attention to what she said as he closed the door from inside and locked it before turning to her again. Her face showed her fear of what was to come. She started backing off, saying “Vivan, what do you think you’re doing?” “I know you two were fucking each other like rabbits, Hummy,” he said as he started walking towards her. Hummy, pronounced like bunny, was her nickname at the household. Arav’s sister gave her the nickname. She also personally thought it was cute. “Arav was careful enough not to wake everyone up while he was doing what he was doing, but you? You were screaming your vocal cords off, like a whore, choking on his dick, multiple times a day and almost every night. We all wondered what kinda zoo animal Arav brought home as his bride, but we didn’t say anything. You’re a mother, Hummy. If my mom used to behave with my dad like you do with him, I’d be very ashamed of her! What do you have to say about that?” “I-I dunno what to say to you, Vivan. But this dialogue is getting ridiculous and way too personal, so let me go,” Hamida said trying to walk past him towards the door. ~Sex starts~ But Hamida’s brother-in-law held her tight by her wrist as he said, “You horny fucking slut!” and pushed her to the bed. “No, Vivan! Please, think about what you’re doing. I am your sister in law,” Hamida pleaded as Vivan held her wrists and pinned her against the bed. Vivan’s eyes were burning with lust. There was no turning back now. As he slowly laid on her, she felt that her brother-in-law was much heavier than Arav. He was crushing her boobs with his body weight. As he took his face towards hers, she tightly shut her eyes and turned her face to her left. “Vivan, stop!” She said, as she almost started crying.

But Vivan’s response was as cold as it always was. He took his mouth close to her right ear and said, “You’re a cheater, Hamida, and always have been. You fucked my brother while you were the wife of another man. It’s inside of you. Nobody can change that. “Now, enough talk. Let’s get to work!” Vivan said as he pinned both her wrists using his left hand, took her face in his right hand and started eating her mouth. She tried to struggle, she tried to scream but her brother-in-law was too dominant for that. His big mouth covered both her mouth and her nose and she was suffocating. Her strength was melting away right in front of her eyes. She gave up. Also, her body was responding to this assault in a way she never expected it to. She was feeling the heat. She was turning on. When he finally broke the kiss and looked into her eyes, she was just laying there without a word. “Let’s get rid of this fucking rag!” he said as he held her head cover tightly and pulled it away. When it got off her head, her hair got in a mess. He laid on her again and started eating all over her face, her ears, and her neck. His tongue was nibbling all over her earlobes and her neck. She struggled a bit, but it was pleasing. He knelt on the bed with his knees on both sides of her body and placed his palms on her boobs. She didn’t move a muscle. She kept looking at him in an empty glance. He pulled her nighty apart and started playing with her boobs, skin to skin. She wasn’t wearing a bra. He played with them, first smoothly and then with increasing force. He was marking them red with his fingers. When he finally pulled her left nipple upwards, some of her breast milk sprayed outta her nipple to his face. “Oh wow, this is gonna be fun!” He said as he tried to do it again, but Hamida held his wrists and pleaded. “Please no, Vivan. My babies will be hungry if you just waste their milk like that.” “Hmm…I have an idea,” Vivan said as he held wrists and turned her around. Now, her back was upwards. He pinned her wrists against her lower back, pulled a belt and strapped her wrists in place. “What are you doing…mmp!” He strapped her mouth with another belt. Then he strapped her eyes and her legs with another two. “Stay here,” he said as he left, locking the door from outside. The time felt like infinity to her. She was alone, scared and strapped. Vivan finally returned and released her eyes and her mouth. He had brought a large basin. “Kneel here,” he said as he pulled her from the bed and made her kneel near the basin. He pushed her nighty down her arms to her wrists and took hold of her boobs in each of his hands as he stood behind her and knelt. “Here we go!”, he said as he started milking her boobs. “Aaah!”, Hamida moaned as her milk started spraying outta her boobs into the basin. He kept doing that until she finally said, “Please stop, Vivan. I can’t take this anymore,” and when she said so, he covered the basin with a cloth and pushed it under the bed. “Very well,” he said as he unstrapped her completely and laid her back in the bed. He again laid on her and started feeling and eating her boobs. This time, she wasn’t resisting him with even a word. On one hand, she was too weak to do so. On the other, she was finally feeling satisfied, somehow. He would nibble each of her nipples against his tongue, suck it, bite it and lick it while holding the boob tight in his hand. Later, he would lick her cleavage and her underboobs which she preferred even more. “Aahhh,” Hamida would moan through all of what Vivan did. She had her left hand on his head and her fingers were running through his hair. Once, she kissed his head to which he didn’t seem to pay any attention to. She realized that even though a bit rougher and less talkative than Arav, Vivan was also good at what he did. It wasn’t a terrible experience with him. It was much pleasure and an enjoyable bit of pain much like with Arav. Soon, her pussy was watering. She was craving for her brother-in-law’s dick which was being felt through his pants against her left thigh. “I can’t take it anymore, Vivan. Gimme your cock,” she finally moaned. Vivan grinned, as he knelt like before and pulled his pants down. Unlike Arav, he didn’t wanna spend time getting completely naked. He got to the missionary position. He placed his hands on her boobs as he entered her and started fucking her. “Aaah,” she moaned a bit louder as her vaginal walls widened to let his dick enter. “Ah, ah,” Hamida would moan each time he penetrated her. He would release slowly and penetrate her at once. His ball sack was hitting her pussy, making a “thuck!” sound. Sometimes, he would rest his body weight on her boobs for a while before starting to fuck her again and when this happens, it takes her a while to catch her breath again due to his heavy weight. “Ahh, I’m gonna come,” Vivan finally said as he pulled out his cock and knelt on her both sides like before. Soon, her face and her boobs will be covered in his semen, pumping outta his dick like water from a high-pressure hose. Fun fact about Vivan: Vivan was so loud when pissing, Arav could hear it from outside the washroom. He would joke Vivan, saying it sounds like an open hose. She tightly closed her eyes shut until she stopped feeling any more semen hitting her face. ~Sex ends~ “Here, clean yourself up,” Vivan said as he took her now rolled up headcover and threw it at her face. She rubbed herself “clean” with her own headcover and as she stood up to get the basin out and leave, she heard one of her younger babies crying. Vivan laid in his bed with his eyes closed. She knew this wouldn’t be the end with him. “Vivan, you sick, perverted freak!” To be continued. ~Story ends~ Thanks for reading this story, dear readers, and ISS admins, thank you for publishing my Indian erotic stories . Please send your comments and your questions to my email [email protected]