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Summary

A lady named Megha was married off to Rishu, a 28 year old man, at the age of 19. The duo were newly married for about a month living with Rishu's father, Mukesh, a 56 year old man. She was everything in the house, a wife, a daughter in law, a maid, a puuching bag, a slut and everything you name it but thing is she is still very much innocent and pure. She don't know what is sex, she has a child like mind but with hot and tempting body. Let's see what is happening inside the family and their married life with Mukesh. .

Status
Ongoing
Chapters
8
Rating
n/a
Age Rating
18+

Drunk

Hey guys.. i hope you'll enjoy reading this new story too..


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The bell rang out loud followed with a loud yelling on the old door. A lady wearing pink saree with backless blouse and deep cut in the front from where her cleavage was showing, ran towards the door in hurried steps. She open up the lock from the top and pulled the door inwards, opening it.

There stood a man of probably a bit lower than six feet, with unsteady steps and wobbling around in his place. He was wearing a white shirt which was halfway way unbuttoned revealing his sweaty hard chest. His black tie was dangling from his neck and hairs messy. He was holding and office bag, slightly leaning his free hand on the wall for support.

As soon as thr door got opened he looked up with his half closed eyes clearing showing that he was drunk, badly. He took a deep breath and took a step closer. His eyes ranking down on the lady's body who stood there with not so shock eyes but concerned.

He grunted out as he saw her chest heaving up and down heavily. "Kahan mar gayi thi tu.." he completely came inside and held her hairs tightly. He dropped his bag on the ground, shutting the door shut with his leg. His grip on her hairs tightened ad he tookmanother step towards her.

The lady whimper in pain "Aahh.. ji.." her hands raised up to hold his strong one that was gripping her hairs. The man gripped even more tightly after hearing her whimper. He pulled her head up "kahan thi?!" He shouted on her face making her shrink back in fear slightly but his grip didn't let her.

"Ji.. ahh.. ji wo main.." she began to shuttered out her words not being able to say something. The male gritted his teeth and slap her cheek with his other hand. Her face titled right slightly with the impact of his slap. Her cheeks buring hot in pain when he again pulled her head up.

"Wo tu kya chinar..?!" He yelled at her and suddenly left her hairs. She unconsciously took a step back. The man again slapped her cheek making her fall down in the ground. "Main wahan itne der se darwaza peet raha tha aur tu aaram kar rahi thi maharani jaise..?!" He spat out the words completely drunk in alcohol and anger.

The lady raised her head to look at her angry husband and crawl towards his feet. She held his legs with both of her hands "mujhe.. myjhe maaf kar dijiye ji.. myjhse galti ho gayi.." she cried out in guilt, tears streaming down her face.

The male scoffed in annoyance and jerked her hand away from his legs. "Dur reh Randi..!" He yelled. She again fell down on the floor with a thud. He grabbed her hairs tightly and again gave a slap on her trar mixed face.

"Rishu..!" A loud voice boomed from the corner, a male's voice. The man named Rishu looked up with his drunkard eyes and saw an old man, wearing onlh white dhoti came put of his room. His upper body was glistening with oil. "Papa..?" Rishu whispered slightly.

The old man cane infront of him, between him and his bahu. "Megha mere kamre me thi.. maalish kar rahi thi meri.." he explained to his drunkard son who took a step back and tilted his head up towards tge ceiling feeling the..lights getting g in his head.

Megha was sitting there, still crying slightly. The old man gaze at her crying self, his gaze travelled down towards her even more revealing chest before he gulped and again looked at his son. "Rishu.. tu thak gaya hai.. jaa jaake soo ja.." he told his son softly who nodded his head and wobble towards his room.

The old man tgen turn towards Megha who was still on her knees but not crying, only sniffing. "Bahu.." his voice came out deep and rough. She looked up towards the man with innocence in her eyes. "..abb yahi brother rahegi ya maslish puri karegi.. Tera pati gaya sone.. chal abb mujhe bhi Sula de.." he said while looking at her uncovered cleavage and licked his lips.

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Hey guys,

I hope you all will like my story and will support me through you votes and comments.

Please ignore the mistakes and grammar as English is not my first language.

And one more thing.. this story is not plot based guys. It is only and only smut based yk 😏

So yeah enjoyyy

And stay tune for next part.

Bye bye

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