This Antarvasna sex story happened between me and an unknown sister-in-law whom I met by chance. I fell in love with her at first sight.
My heartfelt greetings to all my sisters-in-law, aunties and raw buds.
This is my first attempt at writing a sex story. Please forgive me if there are any errors in what I have written.
I am a resident of Sundarsh Delhi and a regular visitor of Antarvasna for the last seven years. I am 27 years old. I work in a multinational company.
I am not married. I’m 5’8″ and go to the gym every day.
The size of my penis is seven inches and its thickness is about three inches.
I don’t talk about sex, but my challenge is that I can have sex for 35 to 40 minutes without any medicine.
Although I don’t think penis size makes a big difference. Sex is just an art and not everyone can understand it.
How to satisfy a woman during sex and develop feelings for her is a science. By the grace of God I received this knowledge naturally.
I prefer to have sex with my sisters-in-law and aunties rather than new girls.
The truth is that it doesn’t matter how you look or feel, what matters is how sexy you are inside.
I will try my best that the one reading my erotic sex story, be it a sister-in-law, an aunty or a brother with a big dick, all those sisters-in-laws and aunties should finger and calm down. Their pussies and all the brothers with big cocks, calm down for yourselves too, come down. Shake his penis for a while.
While everyone has their own way and style of having sex, I like to have sex first, then slow sex, then fast and brutal sex.
While having sex with a woman, the most fun I enjoy is playing with her deep navel and breasts.
I love to have my breasts fondled, caressed gently and my nipples sucked like baby candy.
This Antarvasna sex story is about me and my unexpectedly sexy sister-in-law Komal.
In the winter of December, I attended a friend’s wedding in Delhi. There I saw a very beautiful woman.
At that time his back was towards me. Seeing her milky white back, her waist from the side… and the soft, velvety ass bulging from behind, my penis stood at ninety degrees.
Her name was Komal and I met her when she was talking to someone on the phone.
After some time I saw that Komal Bobby was going to get food. The people standing behind him made fun of him about the food. When I saw this I was so angry that I couldn’t bear it.
I came to the stall where Komal Bhabhi wanted to eat and I asked her for help.
Komal Bhabhi also told me through gestures what she wanted.
I took it and gave it to her, saying, please cover it, it is very cold, so that I do not fall ill.
Saying this, I handed the plate to Komal Babi.
Komal Babi thanked me and looked at me smiling.
I also smiled and sat on a chair at the nearby round table.
Komal Bobby was standing there.
Now I started looking at him properly. I couldn’t believe how a woman could be so beautiful.
Friends, let me also tell you about my sister-in-law. Her figure is something like this. Bhabhi’s breasts are 36 inches long, her sexy waist is 30 inches and her ass is 38 inches long like a cannon.
Her intoxicating beauty can make anyone masturbate.
She herself told me the exact shape of her body after sex.
Komal Bhabhi wears a tight shirt of size 36 and has red lipstick on her lips with dark lip liner in different shades.
Bhabhi’s mole on her lips like Jaya Prada, neck like a jug, juicy lips, blue eyes like a lake and the cleavage between her tight breasts was exciting me even more.
The sleeveless blouse exposed her sexy underarms and the deep saree was tied two inches below her navel and the pleats of the saree were tied perfectly to add grandeur to her beautiful palace.
Komal Babi’s thighs as smooth as banana stems were clearly visible through her tight saree. She was wearing high heels and the shape of her thighs and buttocks were clearly visible.
My sister-in-law’s nails are painted with red nail polish.
When I looked down and saw Komal Bhabhi’s pink heels peeking out, I started thinking that if her heels were so pink then her pussy would also be pink.
Despite my reluctance, I want to assert my authority over Komal Babi. Now I want to go and propose this sister-in-law by telling her my feelings.
But I was worried that if I did, I might lose even the chance to meet Komal Babi, leave alone meeting her.
When I saw Komal Bhabhi, I decided that if I get married then I will do the same, otherwise I would like to remain a bachelor all my life.
I’m so crazy…I’m so crazy that I’m married to a married woman.
I was engrossed in passionate sex with Komal Bobby.
Then I realized that Komal Babi was standing next to me and was asking me if I could sit at this table with her.
I could not believe that Komal Bhabhi was standing so close to me and she could see my erect penis.
I looked at my sister-in-law and nodded to her, or rather, said with gratitude that Komal Bobby was sitting with me.
Now our conversation begins.
I again gave my jealous advice to sister-in-law – You should cover yourself, it is very cold.
Komal- Thank you.. you take great care of me.
Me: Yes madam. I am a responsible person, so I have to take care of myself.
Komal said smilingly, “My name is not madam, it is Komal.” How long will you take care of me? All this is happening continuously.
Me: Yes Komal ji, maybe you don’t like taking care of me?
Komal Bhabhi just smiled – Komal ji was not there, she was just Komal.
I thought his request was okay with me and I again pointed my finger – You didn’t answer?
Komal Bhabhi- Some questions have no answers.
Due to this answer both of us remained silent for some time.
I started pointing fingers again – What is your condition in this marriage?
Komal- I am a friend of that boy’s sister, what about you?
I-I am friends with that boy’s brother.
We all laughed.
This is how we started talking.
It is already twelve o’clock at night.
I stood up and said goodbye to sister-in-law.
Komal- Yes, bye, now it’s time for me to leave too.
Saying this, Komalbebi took out her mobile phone and started booking a taxi.
I saw this and said – Komal, if you don’t have any problem then I can leave you.
Komal- No thanks, I will take care of it.
Me: Komal, you can at least trust me more than the taxi driver.
After listening to me, Komal smiled and said – You are very smart, let’s go with you.
I started walking proudly in the wedding hall with Komal as if this was my environment. I don’t even expect morning tonight.
After some time, both of us came near my car which was parked outside.
As usual, I opened the car door and signaled Komal to sit.
I sat on the driver’s seat and started the car.
On the way I stopped near a famous paan shop. It remained open till 2 am in the night.
After asking Komal, I went down and bought paan for both of us. Then I stopped at Komal’s house to drop her.
I requested him – can I have your cell phone number?
Komal suddenly snatched the phone from my hand and dialed her number.
When her phone rang, she gave it back to me and started saving my number for me.
I entered my name and saved it.
Then I signed for it and left.
In the morning he called – Good morning.
I was surprised but immediately controlled myself, smiled and said “Good morning Komal…”.
Now we started talking daily.
After a month I proposed to Komal.
I told her, if your answer is yes then you meet me at such and such place wearing the same dress which you wore on your wedding night. If you don’t come I will never see you again.
It was a hidden message to Komal and even Komal knew that it was about her penis.
Komal did not respond to my message. Even then I believed that she would come.
Next morning at 9:30, I waited for him to arrive at the designated address.
Seeing Komal from a distance broke my heart because she was not wearing that dress.
But when Komal saw me, she waved at me from a distance.
Komal wore a black suit. She looks like a killer beauty just like Taapsee Pannu… but my heart is broken. All my emotions were gone because my heart was broken.
If readers want to finger their pussy after reading my story and are excited to know how Komal’s fucking will be and how your perspective will penetrate Komal’s pussy, then please insert your mace-edged cock into your pussy. How he will work and play, how he will fuck Komal’s pussy, how she will turn from a bud into a flower.
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Next part of Antarvasna sex story: Bhabhi’s orgasm at the wedding-2
