This story is a work of fiction.  The characters depicted within have no
resemblance to anyone dead or alive; any such resemblance is purely
coincidental.  The author does not subscribe to the acts depicted within
this work, they are for purely reading pleasure only.  It is strongly
advised that readers take all necessary precautions for the safety of all
players if they choose to act out the play of this story.

   This is a work of erotic fiction.  If the reader is turned off or
offended by such material, it is advised that they don't read any further.
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----------------------------------------------------- The Youngest
Daughter-in-Law

   The First Night and Second Day

   I met Deepika while traveling on a train in India.  She did not board
the train at a normal station, but when it had stopped at a signal.  I was
traveling from Delhi to Hyderabad, returning from a business meeting with a
client.  It was an off-season and most of the AC compartment that I was
traveling in was empty.  I was standing at the door of the compartment
having a smoke when the train stopped at the signal.  She materialized out
of the bushes next to the track and reached up to me, for help.  If she had
looked like a beggar, I would have refused to help her.  But she was
well-dressed and I instinctively reached out and helped her on board.

   "Can you help me?" she asked.

   "In what way?" I returned.

   "I have to get away.  Please, just trust me.  I don't have a ticket. 
You must help me.  Please."

   She was evidently scared out of her wits.  Something made me trust her
and help her out.  That it was one of the best decisions I made in my life
would only become evident later.  That is another story, let's stick to
this one for today.

   I spoke to the ticket collector and arranged a ticket for her.  She
didn't have any money on her, and offered me her jewellery instead of
money. I refused.

   We were alone in the bay, plus I had a single seat near the window and
arranged for her to have the single seat opposite me.

   After a while I asked her what she was running from and this is her
story.

   Deepika had been married 3 years ago at the age of 17.  She was married
into a very wealthy family, to the youngest son.

   Being the youngest daughter-in-law was the worst thing to befall a
woman. It put her at the bottom of the pole in the family.

   Her wedding night was not spent in the young arms of her husband, but on
her knees sucking the shriveled and wrinkled penis belonging to her
father-in-law.  The head of the household, according to tradition, had
first shot at every woman who entered the family.  After having sucked his
organ unsuccessfully, she suckled him to sleep before laying her mat on the
floor and sleeping herself.

   The following day had even more in store for her.  She had been helping
the other women in the kitchen when the eldest brother's wife asked her to
go to the bedroom.  She was too shy to ask and complied.  Waiting for her
in the bedroom was the eldest brother.

   It had not been at all like the way she had imagined it.  They were soon
joined by his wife, who began to unravel the sari she was wearing, until
she stood in just her blouse and skirt.

   "What do you think?" he asked.

   "Good, pretty good.  Nice firm body just as you had predicted", the wife
said as she ran her hands over the young bride.

   "Isn't her navel just great", he commented.

   "Hmmm, I agree", she said as she knelt before the girl and her tongue
began to trace the outline of the girl's navel.

   Deepika sucked her stomach in as the wet tongue lightly traveled the rim
of her navel.

   "Henceforth, you will never cover you navel in this house.  Is that
clear?" her brother-in-law commanded.

   She nodded her agreement.

   The woman began French kissing her navel and Deepika doubled over due to
the tickling sensation.  The woman pulled her face to her and kissed her
smack on the lips.  Deepika pulled back in horror.  She had never even
contemplated kissing a woman before.

   "Don't refuse her", the man commanded as his wife pulled the girl
towards her once again.  Deepika was too frightened to refuse and allowed
the kiss that followed.  The woman's tongue was insistent as it pushed
against her lips.  Deepika opened her lips to let it through.  As the
tongue wandered the young girl's mouth, she felt both repulsed and turned
on.  As they kissed, the woman's hand began to play lightly on the girl's
bare stomach.

   After what seemed like an eternity the woman broke off the kiss.  Her
hands moved to the girl's blouse, undoing the hooks in the front, and then
peeling it off.  Deepika's hands went across her chest, attempting
pathetically to cover herself from the gaze of her eldest brother-in-law.
Firmly, but gently the woman brought her hands down so that they were at
her sides.  She walked around Deepika and once behind her, she undid the
clasp of her bra.  She reached around the girl and held up her breasts,
resting them on the palms of her hands, offering them to her husband.

   Silent tears began to flow down the girl's cheeks as she was urged
forward by the woman behind her.  They came up to the bed, where the man
sat, his eyes dancing in anticipation.  His wife help out the girl's
nipples to him between the first two fingers of each hand.  He reached
forward and began to suck on them.

   "Soon she will have milk in them too, just like Sharada; and we won't
let it dry up", the wife whispered sexily to her husband.

   Deepika felt the tingling between her legs and squeezed her thighs
tight.

   "She's a hottie", the woman behind her noted.  "Notice how she squeezes
her thighs together."

   The husband kept sucking.

   "We'll give you all the sex you ever dreamed of", the woman whispered in
her ears.

   Deepika moaned as the sensations from her nipples coursed their way
through her body.

   "Give her to me", the man commanded.

   Gone was the slow languid movements till that point.  In a jiffy the
woman had her naked and lying on the bed with her legs held apart.

   Deepika watched the man's huge organ make its way towards her cunt.  She
wanted to close her eyes, but she watched in fascination as the rod closed
in.  She felt it at her entrance and screamed her first orgasm.  She was
wet, dripping wet, and there was no impediment in its path through her
tunnel.  It went all the way in, along the way, breaking her hymen and
reaching depths she never imagined.

   She closed her eyes as he began to pound into her.  He was slow at
first, and began to build up his rhythm slowly, until soon, he was
thrashing into her young cunt.  She screamed out her second orgasm, and
then her third and as she screamed her fourth she felt a warmth flood her
insides.  The man pulled out, got off the bed and the couple left.

   She lay on the bed with her legs spread open, she could feel the cum
slid out of her.

   When she joined the other women in the kitchen, they congratulated and
commended her on her performance.  Other sisters-in-law told her that their
husbands were all itching to get at her.  The fact that she had orgasmed
four times in the fuck had gotten everybody turned on.

   By the time Deepika had got this far I had a raging hard-on.  I excused
myself and went into the loo.  There I jacked myself off to an amazing
ejaculation.  I then stood at the door and smoked before rejoining her. 
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