Raat ka Janjaal

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Raat ka Janjal (Story) 
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The concept for this story dates back to 20 yrs when SARITA magazine started to put personal problems of readers in the form of story. I was young at that time and had my first cum reading this story. 

My name is Sujatha and I live in Delhi with my husband. I have been married for 4 years and I still don't have a child. The reason being that my husband does not have any interest in sex or maybe because he has never been able to actually penetrate me properly. Our lovemaking is for only 1-2 minutes that too once a week, in which half of the time he tries hard to attain erection and mostly even with out the penetration he cums on me. Lot of time I had tried to scoop his cum and put it inside me but still nothing has happened so far.

Currently I am 22, convent educated in Roorkee, but unfortunately because of the sudden and early demise of our father, my mother in Rampur married me hurriedly. We were told that my in-laws are a very rich, so that made my Mom to marry me off in this family. Actually my in-laws used to be rich at some time but as usual since nobody was there to take care of the vast farming land they had, everything went away as my father-in-law had started living in Rampur. Apart from my husband, there was another son who was a mentally retarded boy of 10 yrs plus there was my husband's sister who was 9 yrs old. Whatever land was still there, it was taken care by the cousins of my husband, as it was side by side to there land as well. Actually I have 2- cousin brother in laws. One whose name is Ganesh is around 42 yrs of age and is still a bachelor, and the one who really takes care of my in-laws. He is the one who brings anaj from the gaon, sells the remaining fasal and gets cash. Since my father-in-law was always not very well, half of the time he used to stay in our house in Rampur. He is the one who is always helpful and actually he is the one who is taking care of my mentally retarded bro in law. He has learned lot about medicines also and can actually give injections too as my father-in-law required injections every other day. So all in all he was like a god to the family and for the family second only to the father-in-law.

But he was not god for me because right after marriage he would often give me lecherous looks and a woman knows best in this kind of scenarios. Whenever I was in sasural, he used to make excuses just to touch my upper hand or my backside. Lots of time I had caught trying to sneak my tummy as well. Now I am the kind of girl who was made for this kind of life. I had my own dreams and ambitions as a normal well- educated girl, but as always happen in our world, I had to content with what ever came my way. I had even stopped going to my parents town as then I had to meet my friends who were also married and listening to their lifestyle, husbands and in-laws was just little too much for my ears. Well enough of this bakwas.....

It happened the year when my father-in-law died in summers. Both my husband and me went to home and after the 13th day my husband had to leave and join his office. It was decided that for at least next 3 months I would stay with the family and help them get over with life since my mother-in law was a person who had started finding solace in pooja pat was not giving any attention to the rest of the family. My sasural was a small house with one hall, kitchen, pooja ghar, toilet and a lawn on the ground floor, plus one room on the terrace where the bathroom was on the other side of the terrace. Both my husband's sister and mentally retarded brother were living on the first floor room and my mother-in law asked to me stay with them so that they would get some company. Now this fellow Ganesh used to sleep on the terrace during the night since this way he was close by in case my mentally retarded brother in law gets any fits even though Ganesh used to inject him with tranquillizers each night.

It was on the third night that I suddenly woke up from a sexy dream in my sleep because of thirst. I found that my saree and blouse were in disarray and in fact top 2 of my blouse buttons were undone and blouse cups where real wet. I was really puzzled because rest of the portion was real dry so it couldn't be because of sweat. My saree was up till my lower thighs and there was wetness even on my toes. Now being a bahu in a traditional family I use to always wear saree and blouse. In the night since it was summer time, there was no need to wear bra as my blouse were never of low cleavage and saree pallu was good enough to cover up my treasures. Any way I didn't give it much of a thought and went back to sleep after drinking water.

Next day there was some ceremony where in food is served to pandits so whole day I was working in the kitchen and by the time I went to bed I was dead tired. I didn't bother to take the evening bath and it was unusually hot day. At around midnight I felt wetness seeping my cunt and immediately I huddled up thinking that my periods have started pretty early. Even before I could have come out of my slumber, I felt hands all over me & cupping, fondling and caressing me intimately. That was Ganesh ji lying beside me on my bed and even my head was cradling his arms. What's this? Stop it, I say, stop it" I hissed, fighting to free myself from his embrace but he was too strong for me and somehow my inner strength was not there. The sudden impact of my craving lust was just too much for handle at that instant. My mind was still coming out of the blow that it was something that was happening in real and not in my dreams. But somehow I managed to bring my hands to his chest and pushed with all my strength, but again of no avail.

I think that he realized that it is a comprising situation for me I can't do anything right now but just to murmur for him to stop. Both my younger sister/brother in laws were sleeping hardly 10 feet away. He looked into my eyes as he slid his arms around my waist and tried to pull me close to him, but I managed to put my backside to him. I could feel his hard cock against my ass. He looked huge compared to my husband. As I tried to pull away from him, he reached up and gripped my hair and pulled my head back and kissed my lips as I struggled against him. He slid his tongue into my mouth as I tried to turn my head away but he held my head in place as chewed me on my lower lip.

As he broke off the kiss to look into my eyes, I was sharam ke mare pani pani and couldn't even look into his eyes. I said to me. "Ji!!!!! Aap kya kar rahe ho?" "Bhagwan ke liye aisa mat karo!!!!!" "Please stop." "Mein ek bhyata hoon." But he was like an animal at that time. He knew my precarious situation, his position at home. He pulled my head back and gripped one of my arms and held it behind my back and said to me. "Stop struggling, and listen to me, be quiet as I just want to kiss you and go." So instantly words came out of my mouth "You promise that" but instead of answering he grinned and turned me around "I promise but I want you to kiss me hard without any hesitation." Then he leaned over and kissed me hard and slid his tongue into my mouth. He then broke off the kiss and turned me on my me back and got over me with out warning and while I was facing him, kissed me hard on the lips for the next 10 minutes. As I was gasping for breadth, I tried to took away my face from his hold, he quickly put all his weight on me pinned my arms over my head and continued the kiss. I was suddenly drowning into the world of desires, desires that were never full father-in-law by my husband, but I was also feeling shame as after all he was a paraya mard, who was twice my age and that too almost of my father's age. Suddenly he stopped kissing me but kissed down my body from my blouse, over my nipples and to my navel. This was breaking all my dams and I again said "Ji......please yeh kya kar rahen ho aap". But more than half of me wanted this more than anything else as he kissed and licked my navel. He then kissed me down on the outside of my left leg to my toes, moving slowly up and down my leg kissing and licking my leg. Since he had reached to my legs and toes, I thought maybe now he'll go away and leave me alone. I was trying to tell me that its just harmless and after all he has done so much for us, what's the harm if just wants to kiss me, perhaps he might have felt lonely and everything would be normal between us. Suddenly, I stiffened. The blood pulsed wildly in my veins and a sudden wave of heat engulfed me and threatened to overcome me. I just couldn't believe what was happening. His hands were on my buttocks, feeling them, squeezing them - he was actually caressing me back there!

I didn't know what to do. Till now I had though that I was in control. Should I order him to stop, or should I just ignore it? If I would have got angry before, then perhaps I might have intimidated him, but now he was brazen enough to touch me like that, and he might create enough noise and get violent. But on the other hand, if I just ignored him, might he not interpret that as an invitation to continue? Oh God, what should I do, I wondered wildly. His work- hardened coarse hands continued their lewd manipulation of my softly yielding ass cheeks, while he again started kissing me biting my lips and it seemed that an eternity passed in those few seconds.

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