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Salman and Malaika's Illegal Honeymoon

I have read various stories on marmadur.ru and the main attraction was incest.

I love sex with close relatives as I myself have had the opportunity to have sex with a close relative. With my younger brother's wife. And whenever I read the incest stories it reminds me of my flings with younger brother.

We stay in a joint family. We live in a big palatial house, the ground floor of which is occupied by my parents and the first floor by me and the second floor by my younger brother. We took turns in making food for the entire family. A week it was my wife's turn and the next week would be my brother's wife who would run the kitchen of the house.

We had domestic help for the chores and the food will be served in the common table. First, all male members will eat and then the ladies. Now the story must unfold after a brief intro. My name is Salman Khan, my brother is Arbaz Khan. I will not name the place of residence as it could give away the identity of the family.

Our father Mr. Salim Khan is a famous businessman. He will have a lot of visitors every now and then. My wife, Aishwarya was in the final stages of delivery and I had to drop her at her parents’ house as this was her first delivery. Traditionally, the first delivery always happens in the mother’s place in our community.

This day I was having plenty of business and came home late. It was the turn of Malaika Khan (my brother’s wife ) to serve us the food. I was late, and my dad had a lot of visitors and hence my brother’s wife was very tired. When I came home, I was very hungry and went straight to the dining table. But there was no food as the maid had cleared the food to retire early.

I then went to my brother’s room, knocked it and expected my brother to open the room. But Malaika opened the room and I asked where is Arbaaz? She said that Arbaaz being the secretary of the local club, had to stay back for arrangements of a club function the next day. He may come in only after midnight.

I said Malaika, sorry to disturb you, but I’m feeling very hungry. She said Bhaiya, since you are alone will you allow me to serve you in your room rather than take all things to the ground floor. I said, fine by me. I went to the wash room, changed in my pyjamas and sat on the sofa in my room watching TV. Malaika came in with food and placed the food in front of me on the coffee table.

These tables which are designed to be used as coffee tables are low tables which are meant to be kept in front of a couch or a sofa. The table being low, Malaika had to bend a couple of times to keep the food. First the chappati bowl and Dal Bowl and then the Sabzi bowl and finally the water bottle and glasses.

Each time that she bent, she gave me a clear view of her deep cleavage which was seen well because she was in low cut nighty. I could not get a glimpse of her nipples as the fabric of her bra was clasping her boobs. I just got to see her deep cleavage.

While I was watching her cleavage every time she bent, she also noticed me watching her but seem to ignore. This happened even while taking back the things as well. Malaika is girl with sharp features and is very beautiful. Her beauty was the talk of the town. She was around 32 years at the time of this story.

She was married to Arbaaz from the past couple of years and they have had no issues as Malaika said that she wanted to enjoy life before taking a leap on motherhood. Usually at night I also drink milk with a spoon of turmeric powder and honey. She came in with a glass of hot milk. But the cleavage sighting of Malaika had left me in a horny mood.

If my wife was there, I would have torn her apart. I did plan to fantasise about Malaika and masturbate that night, but I suppose destiny had better plans for me that night. Usually Malaika does not wear such low necks, as we always have dinner in the main hall and all are well covered. But since now there was no need to go down, she preferred not to change and remain in her night dress itself.

She again came into my room to give me milk. She bent down again to keep down the glass, but was staring at me to catch me staring her private parts. I was bold enough not to be perturbed and come what may, I planned to see again. So when she bent again, I did see her again.

This time I was shocked, as her low neck night had one more button opened up and the bra was missing, thus giving me a very good view. Bhaiya, she said, you look nervous and also you are sweating profusely despite the air conditioner in full blow.

What is the matter? I gathered courage and said, come what may, I will tell the truth and after all she is also giving me an open invitation.

I was scared as well as emboldened. If she has to say anything to Girish, I can defend saying that, it’s her fault as no bhabhi will enter brother in laws room without a bra in low neck nighty with buttons open. So with all courage, when she asked me what is the reason of my nervousness, I said, Malaika, it’s all because of you. She pretended not to understand and asked, what did I do?

You bent forward giving me a clear view and I’m aroused because of that. And adding insult to injury, you have removed the bra and also opened up button to give me unobstructed view. Rather than reacting sharply she said, did you like what you saw? I said, who will not? what if Arbaaz finds out, and I said only a mad man will disclose all this to someone else.

She said that she loves Arbaaz a lot to lose him, but is also attracted by me mainly because I love my wife very much and care for her. I care for her so dearly that, our relatives say that a happy couple must be like Saalman and Aishwarya. This quality of mine attracted Malaika to me and she was also impressed with my height and mannerisms.

I then asked Malaika, if she would only give me teasers or can I watch the entire action unfold. She said, it is for a man to enact and cannot expect a gild to stoop lower than that. This was enough for me to hug her and taste her lips. My lips met with her and we started exploring each other in and out.

Trust me, those seem to me the wettest lips and the tongue that went inside me was having a lovely effect on my metabolism. I touched her boob and squeezed it. This place I must explain her features to you. Malaika is a 32 year old lady, 5’ 6’’ feet in height, 60 0r 61 kgs. As she said and yes, the boob cup size must be 36.

She was neither lean, medium built, fair colour and a strong bodied person as her boobs did not sulk and were round and firm. Her butt was protruding out, big, firm and round. She had very good features, sharp nose, a big forehead. She may not be very fair, but definitely not dusky but very beautiful. She reminds one of Ayesha Takia.

I took no longer in making love and removed her nighty. To give me another surprise, she was not wearing the panty either and was totally in her birth dress. Her navel was broad and deep and her cunt was small and cute or so it looked in standing position.

Malaika I asked, have you ever taken a penis in your mouth. Rarely she said, and did you like it. She said, it’s okay, no reservations. I then slid my pyjamas and brief at one go to expose my manhood. It was already in full force and in its full erection.

I am 5 feet 7 inches tall, fair and handsome according to my wife, Malaika and also a few more girls. My tool can be around 7 inches and thick as well. Malaika went on her legs to get to the level of my penis and suck it well. She moved so well that in 2 minutes I exploded in her mouth.

She went to the washroom almost vomiting as she had never eaten sperm. But I was so carried away that I followed her behind and was enjoying see her butt crack while she was vomiting. She had to bend down on the faucet to vomit, as I prevented her from vomiting in the wash basin as the drain takes a long time. But I planned to see her butt hole and can see only if she bends fully.

I went down now and started kissing her ass. I spread her ass to see the black hole. It was so sexy and intoxicating, and when I fingered it, it was contrasting more. I then started licking it, at first I did not get any taste, but later, it was awful and dirty and I had to wash my mouth and goggle immediately. How they do all this in blue films is beyond my wonder.

We came back to the room and she said, Bhaiya, Arbaaz loves to explore this place (pointing to her clean shaven cunt) and not the shit place. I said I also love to do so and gently pushed her onto the bed. I got between her legs, spread them as much as possible and gave a full blow job of her cunt.

She was moaning fiercely and I felt all her muscles getting tighter. her face turning red and a small flow of liquid followed. She was nice and easy now. I licked her clean and now inserted her. She was tight as I had wiped her clean with the bed sheet and I started pumping hardly. My excitement was such that within few minutes I came inside her.

We rested for few minutes and started all over again and in different positions.

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