Anita’s Family Incest Treasures – Part 2
dad, daughter, doggy style

> Hello readers, thanks for your positive feedback and support for my previous stories. This series is a little different from > other stories. You will find seduction and inclusion of all the members of families of two sisters, and events unfolded as > narrated. > > Please send your comments and suggestions to [email protected] and [email protected]. Please send appreciative comments > and refrain from sending sleazy or hurtful comments to the family. As an author, I am prepared to receive bouquets or brickbats. Anita’s eyes opened wide in shock as her father kissed her lustily while squeezing a boob with one hand and a buttock with another. Rekha was the first to recover and grabbed and pushed him away and screamed, “Are you out of your mind? She is your daughter.” Arun’s cock was jumping in his lungi. It was obvious that he was not wearing underwear. Arun said, “She is also my daughter. I also have to give her relief. I can give better relief than you.” Anita ran to her dad, hugged him, and said, “Oh, dad, I love you so much, darling dad.” Rekha was shocked beyond belief. Again, she separated them and shouted at Anita,” How can you be so shameless? ” She pushed Anita into the bedroom and bolted from outside. Rekha wagged a finger in Arun’s face, “You lay a finger on her, and I won’t hesitate to kill you. Now, go to your bedroom.” Rekha bolted his bedroom door also and slept on the sofa in the hall. She was filled with rage, sadness, and shock. She slept fitfully and had strange wet dreams. She was pushing her hubby’s cock in her daughter’s cunt. She got up in the morning, opened their doors, and told Anita,” From now, don’t visit us alone. We will come to your house and spend time with our grandson.” Arun was upset and said,” Rekha darling, you are overreacting. She is our only child.” Rekha flared up and said,” Then she should behave like one.” Atul came in the early hours to pick up Anita to go back home. Sachin was still asleep in the back seat. Atul could sense the tension in Arun’s house and the depressed mood. Arun and Rekha were jovial, always happy, smiling, and cracking jokes. Atul could sense that Rekha was controlling her temper with an effort. They all came out silently. Sachin’s grandparents kissed him lightly on the cheeks of the sleeping child and waved as the car sped away. Anita sat in the back seat to make sure Sachin didn’t roll in sleep and fall. At his in-law’s house, Atul almost asked what the matter was. Suddenly it struck him that he could be the cause. Maybe Rekha told them that he ogled at her boobs and navel, and they were upset. As he recalled how voluptuous her boobs were in that tight blouse and her deep sexy navel, his cock gave a kick. Now, he wanted to ask Anita but refrained. Anita had a short fuse and would blow off when she was in a bad mood. Anita’s mobile buzzed. It was her dad. After confirming from Anita that her mobile was not on speaker mode, he said, “Darling, don’t worry. I will convince Rekha. I love you, darling, always. From the days you were in inter, I wanted you. I imagined you while fucking mom.” Atul was relieved to see his wife smiling. Anita said sweetly, “Dad, that is wonderful. Why didn’t you tell me before? I also felt the same.” Arun asked, “I used to masturbate in your bra cups and panties. Rekha noticed and scolded me and hid them.” Anita laughed and said, “I am so glad to hear it. I thought only I felt that way.” After she disconnected the call, Atul was happy that Anita was jubilant. He asked, “Now, can you tell me what the fight was about?” Anita said, “Nothing important. A slight misunderstanding and fight between mom and dad. I took dad’s side, and mom was upset. The matter is resolved, and they kissed and made up.” Atul was too much of a gentleman to enquire. Anita was ecstatic. She was getting fucked by Rahul 2 to 3 times a day and was talking to darling dad whenever she was alone. They were like teenagers in love. He would tell her how much he loved her. What and how he would do and what he would like to do with her. She would masturbate and tell him all the details, how many fingers. How she was playing with her clit, how she was pinching nipples. Rekha refused to budge. She was deeply religious and orthodox. She found Arun was like a small, adamant child denied of his favorite chocolate. He kept bugging her to agree. She resisted for three weeks and finally gave in. Atul was happy when Anita shrieked in joy and hugged and kissed him. She told him that finally, she could go to her parent’s home, curfew was lifted, and mom had reconciled. Atul was puzzled. What was that matter that made Rekha so angry that she refused to see Anita and Sachin for three weeks? Why was Anita always joyful and happy? Atul had a long weekend the next weekend, and he applied for leave for two days. Anita said that she would like to stay with her parents and Sachin. Atul agreed. He also had plans to visit his parent’s estate and look after estate affairs. Rekha’s eyes filled with tears of joy when she hugged her grandson. Arun hugged and kissed Anita as soon as Atul left. Rekha admonished them. They should have decency until she closed the door after Atul left. Arun carried his daughter into the bedroom and threw her on the bed. He was like a hungry lion. He ripped off her blouse. Bra pulled out a saree and petticoat. He passionately kissed her while mauling her tits. Anita disrobed him and murmured, “Dad, I love you so much. How I waited for you, darling? Hmm.” He was not wasting time with words. He sucked her boobs one after another while fingering her cunt and clit. Then he moved south, clamped his mouth on her cunt, and drank her juices. Anita screamed and clutched his head, and pushed firmly into her crotch. Her body shook as orgasms hit her one after another. When he was about to insert cock, she stopped, pushed him away, and said,” I am not ready.” Arun was shocked and said, “Not ready? What do you mean? You poured a liter juice in my mouth, and you are not ready?” Anita got up, put on a nightie, and told him, “Let us meet mom” Arun put on shorts and banian and followed her. Sachin was sleeping, and Rekha was patting him gently. She was surprised and asked,” You finished so fast?” Arun said, morosely, “We didn’t even start. She has some conditions. It looks like.” Anita said, “Yes, I can’t fuck him unless he marries me.” Her parents were stunned. Rekha shouted at her, “Are you mad? How can you marry your dad?” Anita shrugged and said, “A simple turmeric piece taali will do. I am not talking about mandap, guests, and all that.” Rekha was furious, “Nothing doing. You wanted to fuck dad. I said OK. I won’t allow marriage.” Arun ran to the pooja room brought a turmeric piece and a thread coated with turmeric powder. Rekha sighed. They were blinded by lust and love. She checked the calendar and found that a good muhurat was there after two hours. At muhurat time, Arun tied taali around Anita’s neck. They exchanged garlands and took Rekha’s blessings. Arun was now her son-in-law as well.  Rekha told them, “We might as well follow protocol. Arun, bring flowers and sweets and let us decorate the bedroom for your first night.” They decorated the bedroom with flowers decked the bed with roses. Rekha lit incense sticks for fragrance. While Arun waited, she sent Anita with a glass of milk. Anita suddenly felt shy. She could not lift her head and look into Arun’s eyes. Arun was quite handsome. He looked like Vinod Khanna, her favorite hero of yesteryears. A thick mop of greying hair, a dimple on the chin, and a sexy smile. She felt weak in her knees and swayed. Arun hugged her and made her sit on the bed, and made her sip milk. He took the glass after she drank half. He drank the other half. He kissed her on the lips, eyes and cheeks. Anita was awash in ecstasy as Arun disrobed her and kissed her body while squeezing her tits and pinching nipples. He kept saying how much he loved her, how he missed her. She moaned and repeated, “I love you so much, Ri. (Kannada women address hubbies as Ri). Not a day passes without masturbating, imagining this moment.” Arun was an expert licker. She moaned, screamed, and poured juices in his mouth as wave after wave of orgasms washed her. He pulled him by the hair and begged him, “Ri, fuck your daughter’s cunt, now your wife. Show no mercy.” He needed no prompting. As he pushed his cock in her wet, tight cunt. Anita thought she would faint. Arun fucked her nicely with good rhythm. Rekha’s emotions were mixed. She loved hubby and daughter a lot and was very happy that both were joyful. At the same time, a twinge of sadness also was there. Now her relationship with Arun has altered. She engaged herself by playing with her grandson and doing household chores. Sachin was still too small to understand. Arun and Anita were freely kissing, petting, and fucking everywhere in the house when Sachin was sleeping. Rekha got used to it when Rekha was cooking. They would fuck on the kitchen slab, Anita would sit on the slab, and Arun would fuck her or fuck her in doggy. Rekha would be cutting vegetables, and Anita would be riding her hubby in the dining chair. Finally, their honeymoon came to an end. Atul came in the morning to take his family back. When they were having breakfast, Anita asked Atul hesitantly, ” Atul, can I ask you a favor?” Atul was surprised and said, “Sure, honey. Why are you hesitating?” Anita said, ” Is it OK if my parents come and stay with us? Sachin is becoming naughtier. Someone has to run behind him, and also they are getting bored.” Atul laughed loudly and said, “Of course, they should come and stay with us. It is their house too.” Rekha protested, “No, we can’t stay at son-in-law’s house. One or two days is OK. Arun, say something.” Arun said, “Rekha is right. It is not appropriate. What will your parents think if we stay?” Atul called his mom and put the speaker on, “Mom, I am thinking of inviting my in-laws to stay with us. Sachin needs looking after, and he would enjoy their company.” Atul’s mom, Sushma, didn’t hesitate a second. She said, “Excellent decision. Please tell them to feel free and stay as long as they want. I am so happy for you all, especially Sachin.” Anita screamed in joy, kissed Atul on the cheeks, and thanked him. Sushma had a different reason to feel happy. Rekha was an excellent cook and made several delicious dishes. She had the skill and interest. Anita was not so gifted or interested. If Rekha goes there, her son Atul and grandson would have tasty food. All were happy. Atul was thrilled that Anita was happy and contended. Rekha was daily surpassing herself with her culinary skills. She seemed to have a magic wand. She would prepare many super tasty dishes effortlessly. Sachin was basking in love and pampering of grandparents. Arun was head over heels in love with his new wife. Anita was the happiest of all. She was getting fucked by three cocks many times. When she told her parents that Rahul was fucking her, Rekha was shocked and said, “How shameless you are? Fucking brother?” but later reconciled. Arun was happy that his darling wife/ daughter was enjoying it. Rahul would fuck Anita after coming from the office in the morning and after lunch. Arun would fuck his daughter after Atul went to the office and in the evening. Atul fucked his wife in the night. One afternoon, suddenly, Anita remembered Raj. She didn’t chat with him for a long time. She pinged him when Rahul was fucking her doggy style. Anita: Hi, dad. Raj: Hi, sweetheart, where are you? Missing for a long time? Anita briefly told him what had happened and how happy she was. Raj: Excellent. I am so happy you achieved all you wanted. But you forgot one thing. Anita; What is it? Raj: Your mom, Rekha. She is not getting fucked. Anita: Yes, you are right. But who will fuck her? Raj: Ask Rahul if he would like to fuck her? Anita: My God, I asked him, and he is fucking me like an express train. As if my question lit a rocket. He filled my cunt. Raj: You got your answer. Anita: Hmmm, I will create an ID. I will ask her to chat with you. Guide her. Raj: OK. You also be in touch. I will tell what Rahul should do and when. Rahul was super thrilled. His fantasy of fucking Rekha was going to be fulfilled. Rekha asked Anita, “Who is this Raj? He says he is your friend. He sent a friend’s request.” Anita said, “He writes sex stories. I am his great fan. I gave him your ID.” Rekha said, “Oh, he is the culprit. His stories made you lust for your dad and brother.” Anita replied, “No. I fantasized about dad even before reading his stories, but he guided me. I am grateful to him.” Rekha laughed and said,” Oh, you are? Once I talk to him, he will regret the day he said hi to you.” Rekha was determined to fire him when she accepted his friend request. Raj: Hi, Rekha, how are you? Rekha: Hi. How do you expect I would be? After all, you have done. Raj: Hmm. I can understand your anger. But, do you see any sadness in anyone’s face? Rekha: No. Everyone is happy. Raj: Except you. I know. Though you are happy that your hubby and daughter are joyful, you are not happy. I know. Rekha: Who is responsible for that? What punishment should I give you? Raj: A big hug and a kiss, you should reward me. Rekha: Hug and kiss? Raj: Yes. After you seduce Rahul. Rekha: Are you out of your mind? Rahul is like my son. My sister’s son. Why will I seduce him? Raj: Why not? Anita seduced your hubby or vice versa. She is his daughter. Rekha: That is different. They had sex feelings about each other for a long time. Raj: How do you know Rahul doesn’t have such feelings? Rekha: Don’t talk rubbish. He loves me like his mother. Raj: I am not saying he doesn’t. But he also may be lusting for you. Rekha: Impossible. Raj: OK. Wear a low-neck blouse with ample cleavage, drop your pallu, let him have a good view, and cover it up. I am quite sure he will go to the bathroom immediately. After he comes out, you check the bathroom. I am sure you will find cum on bathroom walls. Rekha: Ridiculous. Raj: Is it? Try it and tell me. I have to leave. See you later. Raj told Anita what he told Rekha so that she would prepare Rahul for his action. Rekha was stunned. Was it true what Raj said about Rahul? She saw him growing up from the infant stage. She bathed him and brought him up along with Anita. Now, how can he see her lustily? Rekha was impatient to prove Raj wrong. She changed into a transparent saree and low-neck blouse that showed ample cleavage. She sat opposite Rahul on the sofa and started cutting vegetables on the cutting board. She observed him without directly looking at him. She could feel his hot gaze on her boobs. She let pallu fall as if it slipped while adjusting. Rekha let him feast his eyes for a few seconds and then put pallu back. She saw Rahul squirm uneasily in the seat and leave. ‘My God, he is heading for the bathroom,’ she thought. Rahul was in the common bathroom for about ten minutes. When he came out, his face was flushed, and he darted guilty looks at her bosom and went to his room. Rekha’s heart was thumping wildly as she went to the bathroom. Even before she entered, she knew what she would find, thick wads of cum on the bathroom tiles. She sat on the toilet seat, stunned. How could her son have romantic thoughts about her? Guiltily she realized that her cunt was getting very wet. Rekha sat heavily on the sofa and logged in. Raj was online. Rekha: Hi! Raj: Hi! Rekha: You were right. Rahul stared at my cleavage and masturbated in the bathroom. I am shocked and distressed. Raj: You moms think sons are babies in diapers even when they are grown up. Rekha: I am confused. What should I do? Raj: Accept the reality. Rekha: And? Raj: See what he does and decide. Rekha: Decide what? Raj: Whether to get fucked or not? Rekha: Impossible. You are out of your mind. Raj: Maybe. I am sending a few mom-son stories you may like. They are real, not fiction. Good night. Rekha read Sujata and Vanaja stories, masturbated and went to sleep. She dreamt that Rahul was trying to insert cock in her cunt, and she was resisting. Anita and Atul entered and said, ” Mom, why are you resisting? Give access.” She spread her legs, and Rahul pushed hard and buried his cock, and Rekha cried out in pleasure. Sachin’s cry woke her up. She changed his nappy and patted him softly, and Sachin went back to sleep. The next day was off for Rahul. He asked Rekha to come with his shopping. He took her to a grand saree showroom and bought an attractive saree. When she protested, he said, “Amma, I wanted to give you a gift in my first salary. ” He called her Amma, though she was his mom’s elder sister. Then he took her to a movie. This movie was released many months back, and the hall was almost empty, only a few people scattered here and there. They sat in the last row corner seats. Rekha’s heart was beating wildly. She thought,” What is he going to do? I hope Rj is wrong.” Rahul didn’t do anything. He was sitting quietly, arms folded, and was talking to ger about general things. During the interval, he went to bring snacks and cool drinks. Rahul called Anita, “Akka, we are in movies. I am scared. She might slap me like she did when I was a kid.” Anita sighed and said, “Stupid. Don’t waste time. Put your hand above hers on the armrest, see her reaction and proceed.” Rekha smiled at him as she accepted snacks and a cool drink. Rahul was scared and gathered courage and placed his arm on hers. Rekha didn’t remove her hand. He gently pressed with his fingers. Rekha was watching the movie and acted as if she didn’t notice. Rahul took her hand in both hands and kissed her hand. and whispered, “Amma, you don’t know how much I love you.” She smiled. He lifted the armrest and moved close. Now their thighs were pressed. Her warm thigh sent an electric shock through his body. While kissing her hand, he draped his arm over the backrest of her seat and placed his hand over her tit. The only indication that Rekha noticed his hand was on her tit was her shocked gasp. She moved closer to him as he pressed her tit gently. Now, Rahul was on fire. He got the green signal. Both were still uncomfortable looking at each other and were looking at the screen. Rahul started pressing and mauling Rekha’s tits over the blouse. Rekha was surprised that her hands seemed to have thoughts of their own. They were removing blouse hooks under the saree pallu. Rahul was now over the moon as he pushed his hands inside the bra and started mauling the tits, pinching the nipples. Moans escaped her throat as Rahul took her hand and placed it on his throbbing cock, which he removed from his pant. They lost track of time and suddenly realized that the movie had ended. Rekha quickly put back hooks on her blouse. I adjusted pallu, and Rahul pushed his cock back in his pants and zipped up. Both were still not looking at each other as he drove the bike home. Rekha was pressing her boobs on his back when there was less traffic. Rahul went to his room for a quick shower. Rekha smiled. She knew he must have been masturbating by now. She logged in and found Raj was online. Raj: Hi! Rekha: Hi. Today Rahul took me shopping, bought a saree, and then went to a movie. Raj: Wow, then? Rekha: Then, nothing. Raj: Haha. I can read between the lines. Did he squeeze your tits in the movie hall? Then she told him the entire episode. Raj: Rahul should have started as soon as the movie started. He wasted half the time. Rekha: He was scared like me. Raj: Now what? When will he fuck you? Rekha: Maybe never. My hubby will agree. Any other man, maybe he will agree but not Rahul. He is like a son. Raj: I think your hubby will agree. He is fucking his daughter. Rekha: Hmm, maybe he will. But how can I ask him? Raj: Shall I talk to him? He can’t slap me. Let him chat with me, but you sit in his lap and read our chat. Rekha: OK, I am placing my future in your hands. I told him he would chat with you. Raj: Hi, good evening, Arun, sir. Arun: Hi, Raj. I wanted to thank you, Anita told me all about you, how you fulfilled her fantasy, our fantasy. Raj: The pleasure was all mine. Anita is super horny and enthusiastic. Arun: Yes, I love her so much. Raj: Can I ask you something? Don’t you feel Rekha is missing out fucking? Now you only have time for Anita? Arun: True, she also should fuck someone. But family reputation should not be compromised. Do you know any trustworthy man? Raj: Yes. Arun: Who? Raj: Rahul. Arun: Are you mad? He is our son. Rekha brought him up bathed him when he was a baby and child. This conversation is over. Raj: Arun sir, please consider. You are fucking your daughter. What is wrong if Rahul fucks your wife? Arun: Out of the question. Rekha will never agree. Raj: Suppose she does? Will you say OK, go ahead? Arun: I will ask her. My God, she ran away like a deer when I asked her. Raj: There is your answer. Let them fuck. Arun: Hmmm, OK. Now talk to her. Arun called Rekha. Rekha refused to go from the kitchen. Her heart was hammering wildly.