Friends, you must know me, I am an old writer of Antarvasna. I have written about 200 stories on Antarvasna. Today I am going to tell you a story sent by one of my readers on this new site. This reader had written the story in his own style and sent it, but I have made this story a little more interesting just by asking him.
Take it and read it.
Friends, my name is Ratan Lal, I am currently 50 years old. Me, my wife and my son…that’s my family.
Recently, my wife had a friend. That woman lives in the second street of our locality. The reason for our friendship was that both my wife and that woman’s name is Rupa. That woman Roopa has two daughters, elder daughter Divya is 20 years old, and younger daughter Ramya is 18 years old. The little girl is thin and dark. The elder girl Divya is also thin but she is fair, see
I am also beautiful and currently doing BA.
Earlier, Rupa’s husband lived here and both the wives used to earn their living by doing odd jobs, so the conditions of the house were not very good.
Then when Rupa’s husband got a chance to go abroad, he went abroad to earn money.
Actually, we used to visit each other’s houses. But when Rupa’s husband went abroad, I started feeling special about Rupa. Although she was nowhere in comparison to my wife in appearance or physical appearance, but a stranger woman is a stranger woman. Even if she is not beautiful, her breasts, her ass and her pussy still attract you.
This thought came to my mind many times that I should look closely at Rupa, if her husband is not around, she too would be tossing and turning on the bed at night. If somehow the matter is resolved, then you will get a chance to face out.
Although I used to go to her house less, I was busy in my work but sometimes I would visit or sometimes she would also come.
Now she was good friends with my wife, she used to call my wife as sister and me as brother-in-law. But I never joked with her by calling her sister-in-law, I used to be a little reserved. Yes, I used to have fun with his daughters.
After my husband went abroad, she took my help many times in various household tasks, but I never took the initiative to do anything myself. My wife was our link between me and Rupa. Sara
Work and conversation were done through my wife only.
But one thing I was noticing was that Rupa’s behavior had started changing. Whenever she got a chance, she would joke around calling me brother-in-law. I often felt that through her eyes, through her words and through her body language, she was conveying that brother-in-law, have courage and hold me, I will not say no to you.
But how could I catch him in front of my wife?
She also understood that no relationship could form between us until we met alone. But we were not getting any chance to meet alone.
Our friendship or rather the love hidden in our hearts was going on like this. We both were suffering in our hearts. I was suffering less, she was suffering more. She had also said many times – Brother-in-law, you have a car, teach me to drive a car. Brother-in-law, some day we both go to watch a movie. I wish that it was raining and we both brother-in-law and sister-in-law could go somewhere far in the car.
She had said all these things in front of my wife and such things made me think that perhaps she was looking for an excuse to meet me alone.
Then one day he made an even bigger statement.
It so happened that we had gone to the market, and she also met us there, along with her two daughters. So as a formality we invited him for dinner.
he agreed immediately
We went to a sweet shop, their restaurant was built above it. Everything was vegetarian. We sat there and ate.
Now his elder daughter sat with me while Rupa, his younger daughter, and my wife sat in front of me.
Anyway, Divya was very affectionate towards me.
Both of us were sitting silently eating, Rupa said – Look how both of us are eating in exactly the same style, as if Divya is your own daughter.
I said- Yes, it is my daughter.
Now what else can I say?
But then Rupa said – How can it be yours, we have never met?
I become so numb. Didn’t meet means didn’t have sex. I thought – Hey brother, she is just trying to get fucked, and I am just getting killed for the sake of decency.
But at that time I just raised my hand and pretended to bless her, saying that Divya was a daughter born with my blessings.
So Divya said – Uncle, if you don’t mind, I will call you Papa.
Now I could not say no to this small and sweet request of that daughter, I said – Yes, son, I will be happy, I do not have any daughter, you become my daughter.
After that day Divya always called me Papa. But the younger daughter would sometimes call her father and sometimes call her uncle. My relationship with her was fine because she remained silent.
Then one day Divya asked me for my phone number, after that she would call me sometimes, message me sometimes in the morning and evening and I also used to send her nice messages like any father and daughter do.
One day when my wife and I went to their house, it was Sunday and everyone was sitting after washing their hair.
Then Divya brought oil and all three mother and daughter started applying oil on each other’s head.
I too just said while sitting – Oh wow, Divya, you apply oil very well!
She said- Papa, should I apply it to you too?
I said- Yes, put it on.
When they were done, Divya came to me with a bottle of oil. I was sitting on her divan, she came behind me and took oil from the bowl and started applying it on my hair.
“Aahh… Hah… Aahh…” How much pleasure it felt when the daughter applied oil on her father’s head with her soft hands.
Rupa said- Hey brother-in-law, should I apply your oil?
I understood a sarcasm in her words but I said – Oh no thanks, daughter is doing very well.
After that we had dinner at her house and when we came back, to show her affection, Rupa first said hello to me and then came forward and hugged me. But while hugging me, she rubbed her breasts nicely against my side and looked at me and smiled mischievously.
She was giving me clear signals to come and hold me but I was the one who was walking loosely.
I thought that if I get even one more chance, I will talk to Rupa.
Then one day I got a chance, she had come to our house, my wife was in the kitchen. I asked- Hey Rupa, you had taken my mobile number, but never called?
She said- You talk less anyway, who knows whether you will talk on phone or not.
I said- Oh no, I was rather waiting for you to message me sometime like Hello, Namaste, Good morning, I love you, something.
She laughed a lot after listening to me and said – Okay, I will do it now.
And the very next morning his message of ‘Good morning’ came. In response, I also sent him a good morning message. And within a day we both sent around 40 WhatsApp messages to each other.
She was even more open than I was and breaking all the decorum of our brother-in-law-sister-in-law relationship, we both openly expressed our love for each other. She even said that if you had not said it, I was going to say it myself.
Now that love has been expressed, what else is left? She was completely set with me. I was feeling very happy that my friend Kamal Hai, even at the age of 50, I got my beloved.
After that we would often talk on the phone, within two-three days, things became clear like glass. Both of them told each other that now whenever we meet, we will meet alone, and on that very day we will cross all limits.
I thought, now if I have to go to my beloved, I should go with full preparation. I had already taken a day off from work on Wednesday.
But on Tuesday I also did some other work. I took half a pill of ***. By taking this pill, whenever you say so, your penis becomes erect on your command, and that too completely hard, hard like a stone. The only thing that is certain is that this pill increases uric acid. But its effect lasts for 2-3 days.
On Wednesday morning I swallowed a gram-sized pill of opium with strong tea. Now the white pill to keep the penis erect and the black one to prevent ejaculation for a long time.
We had a plan to meet at 11 o’clock. But I was ready in every way before 10 o’clock. At around quarter to 11, I called Rupa and asked – Yes, how are you sister-in-law?
She said- Very good, you tell me.
I asked- I was thinking, if I had seen you in the morning, the whole day would have gone better.
She said from the other side – So come, who has stopped you, it is your house.
I reached his house flying. Opened the gate and went inside, inside the house she was doing something in the kitchen. I looked around, there was no sign of anyone else being in the house. But still I went to the kitchen, greeted her and asked about her and the children’s well-being.
Then asked- Where are the children?
She said- Big college, small school. I am alone at home.
Meaning, whatever I wanted to ask, he himself told it.
She was making tea on the gas, I went and stood behind her. I felt like taking her in my arms from behind, but still there was a feeling of fear in my heart. But still I gathered courage and took her in my arms.
She was suddenly startled – Hey brother-in-law, what are you doing?
When she didn’t get angry, my courage also increased, I immediately planted a couple of kisses on her neck and hugged her tightly and said – Ummmh… Ahhh… Hay… Oh… My Rupa, I have no patience now, friend!
And I kissed her neck and shoulders, turned her face, and kissed her cheek too.
She smiled and said – You are very shameless, your younger sister is like a daughter.
Next part of the story: I fell in love with my wife’s friend – 1