Bitter-Sweet Vengeance0 (0)
Final part of the “Mistaken Identity” Series | Contributed by Love Bird (Email)
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Some of my stories are loosely based on real-life incidents, but details are fictionalized. My stories involve unsafe sexual acts. I do not condone unprotected sex and recommend readers to always practice safe sex. The risk is not worth it. These are fantasies and meant for entertainment only. My stories are my hobby — an expression of my erotic side. I mean no disrespect to women featured in my stories. If you know the woman in the story, please write to me and the pictures will be taken down — no questions asked.
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“That bastard! How dare he? And my sister!!!” Preeti was fuming. She had just watched her husband Avinash cream her sister Vanathi’s pussy in the very adjoining room to where she had been sleeping. The previous day had been a long day for Preeti. Preparing for the graduation party for their 20-year old neighbor Kunal had kept her busy.
When electricity went out during the party, Kunal had taken advantage of the darkness and fucked her in the kitchen. Yes, it felt good and by the time the electricity returned and she saw who was fucking her, she was too close to an orgasm to protest, letting him cream her pussy as her orgasm rocked her body.
After the party, she’d had sex with her husband before falling asleep. The exhaustion of the previous day had meant that Preeti did not wake up till well after 9 am. When she did, she found her husband creaming her sister’s pussy and her sister asking him for more.
How long has this been going on, she wondered. The two people she should be trusting the most had betrayed her, right under her nose.
Morality can be weird sometimes. It didn’t matter that Preeti had slept around quite liberally before she married Avinash. Nor did it matter that she had let Kunal cream her pussy last evening. There were rumors of her cheating on her husband even after the marriage. Whether that was true or not was another matter.
But when it comes to someone else, moral standards can easily shift and Preeti could not digest the fact that her husband was sleeping around on her.
Even though her pregnancy was lost last year, her breasts had started leaking. She hadn’t told Avinash about it because the loss of the pregnancy had been a blow for both of them and she did not want him to revisit the trauma.
Now, in her quest for vengeance, her lactating breasts were going to be her trump card.
She had called Kunal over after Avinash went to work saying she needed some help. When he came over, she said the help she needed was a bit embarrassing.
“What is it Didi?” He asked, concerned.
“See this is what is happening,” she said and pulled out one breast out of her top.
Kunal’s throat went dry as he watched the spectacle of Preeti’s breast on full display.
She didn’t even need to touch her breast or nipple. She was so turned on by the idea of what she was about to do that a drop of milk trickled out.
She was watching his reaction and smiled inwardly noticing how the crotch area of his pants had instantly protruded.
“If I had not lost the baby, he or she would be sucking them. I can use a breast pump but they often have side effects. I would have asked Avi, but it will just remind him of the lost baby. Now, I don’t know what to do.”
“What help do you need Didi?” Kunal had asked, his voice hoarse.
“Do you mind sucking the milk out of them Kunal?” Preeti asked.
“You want me to drink your milk Didi?”
“You can drink it if you like it,” she said, “I mainly need help draining it, so I only ask that you suck it out. You can spit it out if you don’t like it.”
“I won’t spit out your milk Didi,” he said, raw desire and lust in his eyes, “I want to drink it.”
“Sure,” she said, “if that’s what you want.”
“Are you sure about this Didi?” Kunal asked, suddenly worried.
“You did not ask me that before fucking me during the party,” she replied.
“What if Bhaiya comes home?”
“He is not coming home tonight,” she said, a bit irritated at the 20-year old’s hesitation. “So, do you want it or no?” she asked, irritated.
“Yes, Didi,” he croaked.
“Then come here,” when he walked over to her, she made him lie on her lap and guided his mouth to her exposed tit.
Kunal immediately grabbed her boob and started sucking on her tit hungrily. Within moments her milk started spurting in his mouth and he swallowed it.
“Didi,” he said releasing her tit, “your milk is so sweet.”
“You like it Kunal?
“Yes Didi,”
“It’s all yours,” she said smiling. He resumed milking her. Once he had drained all milk out of one breast, she lay him on the bed and got on top of him. Freeing the other breast from its confines, she guided his mouth to it.
While sucking on her tit, Kunal started caressing her leg. His hand was soon inside her dress, between her legs and cupping her ass cheeks.
When Preeti started grinding her hips against his arm, Kunal started running his hand up and down her ass crack.
He could feel her wetness as her wet panties rubbed against his arm and knew that she was just as aroused as he was.
He couldn’t believe his luck. He had taken advantage of the power outage and tricked her into fucking him on the other evening. And now, here she was feeding him her milk and had him so turned on that he fancied his chances at fucking her again today.
“It feels so good Kunal,” Preeti moaned. Reaching down his belly, she started rubbing his erection over his pants. “Looks like you are enjoying it too.”
“I want to taste you now,” she said after he had drained both her breasts. Making him stand up, she pulled down his pants and underwear, releasing his erection. He was impressive, though not quite in Avi’s class in terms of length or girth. “You are so big Kunal,” she said.
“Bigger than Bhaiya?” he asked.
“MUCH bigger,” she lied, feeding his male ego, and started caressing and sucking on his hardness, “but Avi does not stop when he cums. He likes to do it 2-3 times at least.
“Even I will Didi,” Kunal said, eager to impress.
“We will see if you can break Avi’s record” Preeti said giggling
“What is his record Didi?” Kunal asked, determined to fuck her more than her husband.
“I will let you know when you beat it,” she said giggling, “IF you beat it. Right now, I want to taste the biggest cock I have seen.”
She sucked and stroked him, caressing his balls and within five minutes, he grunted and shot his load in her mouth.
“See, everyone can’t keep going after they cum,” she said swallowing, when his cock went limp, “but your cum is yummm So much thicker than Avi’s!” she lied again, wiping his spilled cum from her cheeks and chin, and licking her fingers.
“Let me drink your milk again, and I will be hard.” Kunal promised.
“Really?” she said teasing him, “let’s see.”
She pushed him on the bed and got on his lap. When she took her top off, Kunal started sucking on one tit, while squeezing her other breast, making it leak.
Within minutes, his cock started to stir again. Preeti started grinding against it, helping him regain full erection.
It took about 15 minutes of grinding before he was rock hard again.
Guiding his cock to her entrance, Preeti lowered herself. Closing her eyes, she moaned in pleasure as Kunal entered her.
“You feel so good inside me Kunal,” she said flattering the youngster. Laying him on his back, she started riding him.
Reaching behind her, Kunal pulled her to him and took her nipple in his mouth again, sucking hungrily.
She was moving up and down on his shaft and his tongue was playing with hers. She picked up the tempo and was soon riding him hard.
Kunal grabbed her boobs and squeezed them, spraying her milk in his mouth and over his face.
It took about ten minutes of riding before she felt herself inching towards an orgasm.
“You like it Didi,” Kunal asked, moving in rhythm with Preeti, pounding her pussy hard.
“God yes, Kunal,” she grunted, riding him even faster, “I am going to cum Kunal.”
She pulled his shaft out just as her orgasm hit. When she came, she squirted like a tap, spraying all over the bed.
“Oh Didi,” Kunal said, moving out from under her and taking her squirting pussy in his mouth.
He drank as much of her juices as he could. By the time her orgasm passed, his face was covered in her squirts.
“My God Didi, I am not sure which tastes better, your milk or your pussy.” he gushed wiping his face.
Laying her on her back, Kunal entered her pussy again and immediately started pounding her hard and deep.
“Oh yes, Kunal, yes, yes, yes,” Preeti urged him on and within minutes was hit by a second orgasm,.
He kept drilling her right through the orgasm, and erupted inside her pussy just as her orgasm was ending. Spurt after spurt of his hot cum flooded deep inside Preeti.
Once he was spent, he collapsed panting next to her and soon both of them fell asleep.
When they woke up a couple hours later, Preeti led Kunal to the bathroom. Turning on the shower, she started soaping his body. Taking the cue from her, he started soaping her too, his hands exploding every inch of her nakedness.
Once she had soaped the rest of his body, Preeti focused on his cock, which was starting to go hard again. She started stroking it and caressing his balls with her soapy hands till he was standing proud at full mast again.
“Would you like to try my ass this time?” she asked, “I have had you in my mouth and pussy already.”
“Oh yes Didi,” Kunal said not believing his ears.
“But you will have to lick my ass and get it ready for your giant cock first.” she said.
Eagerly, he bent her forward and started kissing and licking her ass cheeks. Spreading them wide, he licked up and down her ass crack a few times before focusing on her opening. He probed her ass hole a few times with his tongue before sliding it inside her.
“Ammaaa….”Preeti groaned in pleasure when Kunal’s tongue entered her. Encouraged, he started tongue fucking her. Sliding one hand between her legs, he entered her pussy with two fingers.
“Wow…Kunal,” Preeti moaned. Kunal was soon furiously fucking her ass with his tongue and her pussy with his fiungers.
“Don’t stop Kunal,” Preeti groaned, “I am going to cum, don’t stop, don’t stop don’t stop.”
Kunal had no intentions of stopping, but he wanted her to cum in his mouth, eager to taste her heavenly cum again.
When he felt her pussy muscles tense against his fingers, he pulled out of her ass and went between her legs, taking her pussy in her mouth.
Moments later, Preeti came, gushing in his mouth, feeding him her cum.
He devoured her, sucking on her clit to make her orgasm last. Three back to back waves hit Preeti and she erupted in Kunal’s mouth for three full minutes.
After her orgasm passed, he spread her legs and bent her forward. He rubbed his shaft against her ass hole a few times before pushing the head of his cock into her.
Preeti gasped. Kunal pulled out and pushed forward again, going a little further into her than the first time. Inch by inch, he entered her till he was all the way inside her ass.
Soon he was moving in and out of her, picking up pace with each thrust.
After ten minutes of pounding her ass, Kunal exploded, filling her ass with his seed.
When he was spent, they showered together for a little while more.
Back in bed after the shower, they kissed and cuddled for a while, exploring each others’ bodies with their hands and mouth.
When he saw a drop of milk leak out of a tit, his hunger was back and he started sucking her boobs again.
Preeti started stroking his cock while he sucked on her tits.
Kunal drained both her breasts again and was hard by the time he had emptied both her breasts.
“My God Didi, I can fuck you all day if you keep feeding me your delicious milk and cum.” Kunal said when both her breasts were emptied.
“Nobody is stopping you Kunal. You have the whole day. Avi has a late evening meeting so won’t be home till after dinner.” Preeti replied, genuinely impressed by his endurance. “Keep fucking me the way you have and I won’t be able to help cumming. And you can enjoy as much of my milk and cum as you want. It would be my pleasure to feed you.
Laying her on her back, he spread her legs wide. He fucked her for close to 20 minutes. She had two more orgasms before Kunal filled her pussy with his load.
Both were panting hard and covered in sweat by the time he was done and rested for a couple hours wrapped around each other, his limp tool still buried inside her.
“My God, you are insatiable,” Preeti gushed when she felt him start to go hard again in a couple hours as he started milking her boobs.
This time it took over half an hour of milking and fucking before he creamed her pussy.
He milked her breasts while she cooked them lunch and after finishing his meal quickly, ate her pussy to orgasm under the table while she was finishing her lunch.
As she started doing dishes, he spread her ass and started licking her ass hole.
“Still hungry?” she asked as he tongue-fucked her ass.
“For you, Didi? Always.” he replied and shoved his shaft in her. She struggled to wash dishes as he fucked her and gave up on the task.
After he creamed her ass in the kitchen, they headed back to the bedroom to take some more rest and both drifted off to sleep.
When he woke up, Preeti wasn’t in bed. After taking a leak in the bathroom, he went looking for her and found her in the kitchen, making tea. She was wearing his shirt unbuttoned like a small open robe.
He insisted that he use her milk in his tea and watched her squeeze the milk out of her boobs into the tea cup. He never had the tea, preferring to drink the milk from the source.
He was still sucking her tits when she led him back to the bedroom. He had fed her his cum once and creamed her pussy yet again when they decided to take a dinner break.
“One more time Didi?” Kunal asked just as they finished dinner.
“Haven’t you fucked me enough for the day?”
“Looks like I haven’t broken Bhaiya’s record yet.”
“But he will be home soon.”
“Then we can try and make it quick this time,” he said taking her wrist and leading her back to the bedroom.
His cock was drilling her when Avinash called. Kunal stopped when she answered the call, but while talking to her husband, she signaled him to continue with her hands.
Grinning at her deviousness, he pounded her hard as she spoke. Bending forward, he sucked her tits till they leaked milk in his mouth and while Avinash was talking, he even kissed her and sucked on her tongue before continuing to pound her pussy.
He kept fucking and sucking her as she answered the phone.
“Looks like you have the whole night to break his record,” she said disconnecting the call a couple minutes later. “He said his work won’t get done till well past midnight and instead of driving home for an hour, he will sleep in the office tonight.”
“Then I will fuck you all night,” he said grinning, “just keep feeding me from your boobs and pussy.”
“That’s what I am counting on,” she replied, setting the phone on the side table.
When he creamed her pussy the next time, she told him he had broken her husband’s record.
“But I want to set a new record he will never be able to break,” he said grinning.
And he proceeded to fuck her throughout the night, cumming in all her holes repeatedly.
What Kunal did not know was that Preeti had recorded the entire day.
She’d had motion activated cameras installed in every room of the house that had recorded their frenetic fucking throughout the day.
“My God Jiju,” Vanathi said aghast. “I can’t believe Akka would do this.”
Avinash had received a package that day at the office. In it was a note that merely said, “This is what you get for fucking my sister.” He knew then that Preeti had either seen or heard him fucking Vanathi the other night.
Along with the note was a thumb drive containing footage of Kunal and Preeti. She had edited out the parts that were not explicit enough, still leaving close to six hours of raw animal sex.
Livid and dejected, Avinash had taken off from work. He had called Vanathi from the car telling her what her sister had done. When she hadn’t believed him, he offered to drive over to her place with the thumb drive.
They had just finished watching the footage, and while both were disgusted and shocked, they were also aroused by the explicit live porn.
“What are you going to do Jiju,” she finally asked.
“What can I do?” he said, his head sunk, “If there was any doubt in my mind about the party incident, this proves that it wasn’t accidental. God knows how long they have been doing it. I didn’t even know my own wife was lactating and this kid has been milking her breasts all along.
“I am shocked,” she said, “this is a side of Akka I didn’t know even existed. I always saw her as the loving, caring sister and a faithful wife.”
“It takes fire for there to be smoke Vani,” he said, “the rumors about her sleeping around in the office didn’t start by themselves.”
Conversation between the two went from shock to sadness to anger and settled on revenge. A plan was finally hatched to reply her thumb drive with a recording of their own. They picked a weekend when Preeti was going out of town.
The cameras were already installed in the house by Preeti and that made their job that much easier.
Throughout the weekend, Vanathi and Avinash fucked like animals, resting only for food, sleep and bathroom breaks.
She took load after load in all her holes. Clearly her pussy was his favorite place that he loved eating and stuffing with her sperm.
On her part, she was an eager participant, erupting with orgasm after orgasm as he fucked her. Whenever she squirted, Avinash hungrily drank her nectar from her pussy.
Neither could have enough of each other. It started with the objective of recording a revenge video. But the video was soon forgotten and while hours of footage kept recording, they fucked because they just couldn’t stop fucking.
Having never been with any other woman besides his wife, fucking his virgin sister in law had unleased a monster in Avinash.
He recorded while he shaved her pussy and they even peed in each others’ mouths and all over each others’ bodies on camera before fucking in the shower.
These were kinky acts Preeti and he had never done, so in his mind he was showing her how he had taken things to the next level with her recently deflowered sister.
For her part, she couldn’t have enough of the sensations she felt when he enjoyed every inch of her body.
He ate her through orgasm after orgasm, devouring her squirts right out of her pussy whenever she squirted.
Before tasting Vanathi, he had thought nothing could ever taste better than his wife’s pussy.
Vanathi had proven him wrong and he couldn’t have enough of her cum.
He felt like he was in heaven every time Vanathi squirted in his mouth and she was flattered at how hungrily he devoured her juices.
He ate her for hours each day before fucking her for hours. She wasn’t lactating, but her pussy more than compensated for it.
She had sucked him for hours, swallowing multiple loads of his cum and he had creamed both her pussy and her ass hole multiple times through the weekend.
he would fuck her to the brink of an orgasm and pull out when she came, devouring her pussy through the orgasm, making each orgasm last minutes.
When the weekend was over, they had over 10 hours of footage after severe editing — even after they edited out their most passionate and special moments and kept them as their own memory of each other for the times when they weren’t together.
Preeti’s response was another recording of her getting milked, fucked and creamed by 15 of Avinash’s colleagues throughout the weekend.
They took her individually and together throughout the weekend, stuffing all her holes with their cocks, depositing load after load of cum in and all over her body.
“An eye for an eye only makes the whole world blind, Vani,” Avinash had said, totally crushed by his wife’s humiliating video.
“Besides, I can’t bear the thought of another man fucking you.”
“Good answer,” Vanathi said kissing his lips, grabbing his wrist, she led him towards her bedroom, “but then you better do the honors.”
Both sisters missed their next periods.
While Vanathi knew who had bred her, Preeti couldn’t be sure whether it was Kunal’s seed or that of one of Avinash’s colleagues that had impregnated her.
Inevitably, Avinash and Preeti divorced.
While Avinash married Vanathi a few months later and the two are a happily married couple now, Preeti is raising her child alone.
Kunal still fucks Preeti but he now has a girlfriend and is rapidly losing interest in Preeti. She does get an occasional visit from Avinash’s colleagues — individually or in groups — on the pretext of checking on her. They invariably end up spending the night fucking her.
Vengeance can indeed be bitter-sweeet — what ends up bitter for one, can be sweet for another.
THE END
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