The crisp mountain air of Uttarakhand wrapped around the ancestral family home like a familiar embrace, but inside the bustling dinner party, the warmth came from laughter, clinking glasses, and the rich aroma of home-cooked dishes.
Hriday arrived late, his broad shoulders filling the doorway as he scanned the crowded room. It had been years since he'd seen most of his extended family, but his eyes locked immediately on Sakshi.
She stood near the kitchen, her lithe figure wrapped into a simple red tank top paired with jeans that hugged her body curves just enough to stir feelings he tried to bury deep.
Sinful feelings.
Sakshi turned, her dark hair cascading over one shoulder, and their gazes met.
A spark ignited, taboo and electric. They were cousins, blood ties from the same Uttarakhand hills, but the distance of time and cities had twisted that into something forbidden.
Hriday felt his cock twitch in his pants as she smiled, waving him over. "Hriday bhaiya." she said, her voice soft with that regional lilt, pulling him into a hug that pressed her breasts against his chest. The thin fabric of her top and his shirt, a mere barrier between their chests.
He inhaled her scent, that same lavender body wash with a body perfume and held on a second too long.
The evening unfolded with relatives swapping stories of marriages, jobs, and the relentless monsoons.
At dinner Hriday sat across from Sakshi at the long wooden table, their knees brushing under the cloth now and then. Each accidental touch sent heat pooling in his groin. She laughed at his jokes, her eyes lingering on his strong arms, the way his shirt strained over his muscled torso from years of hill trekking. His own eyes lingering on her breast and lips.
By the time dessert, sweet jalebi, was served, the air between them crackled with unspoken want.
As the night deepened, the older aunties insisted everyone to stay over. The house had plenty of rooms, a sprawling old structure with creaky wooden floors and thick walls that muffled sounds.
Hriday's room was down the hall from Sakshi's, close enough to hear her door click shut.
He lay on his bed, staring at the ceiling, his mind racing with images of her body—full breasts, narrow waist, the sway of her hips. His hand drifted to his cock, already hard, and he stroked slowly, imagining pinning her down, fucking her until she screamed his name.
Unable to wait, he slipped out of bed around midnight, barefoot on the cool floor. The house was silent, save for distant snores. He paused outside her door, heart pounding, then turned the knob. It opened silently. Moonlight filtered through the window, casting a shadow on Sakshi's form. She lay on the bed, the sheet kicked off, her nightgown riding up to expose her smooth thighs.
''Hriday?'' she whispered, sitting up, her eyes wide but not scared, as if she was expecting him.
He closed the door behind him, locking it. ''Sakshi, I couldn't sleep. Seeing you tonight has fucked me up.'' He stepped closer, his voice low and rough. ''All these years, I've had dirty thoughts about you. Erotic shit. Dreaming of your body, how it'd feel under me, how will you sound moaning my name while I thrust inside you deep. I want to fuck you raw, right now. No holding back.''
She bit her lip, her chest rising and falling faster. The room smelled of her warm skin and faint perfume. ''Me too Hriday. God, I've wanted you since we were teens, but tonight? I need it. Fuck me however you please.'' Her words hung heavy, breaking every family rule, but they only fueled his desire.
Hriday walked to the bed, his hands trembling with restraint as he grabbed her shoulders. ''Lay down.'' he commanded, his voice dominant, eyes dark with lust.
She obeyed, stretching out on her back for him, her nightgown clinging to her curves. He reached into his pocket, he'd come prepared, slipping a blindfold and soft chains from his bag earlier, fantasies he'd packed just in case. The blindfold was black silk, the chains lightweight but strong, meant for bedposts.
He tied the blindfold over her eyes first, her world going dark. ''Trust me.'' He growled, and she nodded, a soft whimper escaping her lips. Next, he took her wrists, pulling them above her head to the sturdy wooden bedpost. The chains clicked into place, securing her hands tight. She tugged experimentally, the metal rattling, but she was bound, helpless.
"Good girl." He murmured, his fingers hooking under the hem of her nightgown. He yanked it up and over her head, tossing it aside.
No bra, no panties, she lay naked before him, skin glowing in the moonlight.
Her breasts heaved with each breath, nipples hardening in the cool air. Her pussy was already slick, lips parted, a trail of wetness glistening on her inner thighs. She was dripping, eager as much as him, her body betraying how much she craved this taboo surrender.
Hriday stripped quickly, his shirt hitting the floor, pants following. His cock sprang free, thick and veined, throbbing with need. Pre-cum beaded at the tip as he climbed onto the bed, kneeling between her spread legs. She squirmed, blindfolded and chained, her pussy clenching visibly.
He wrapped his hand around his shaft, pumping hard and fast. The sight of her, naked and bound, his cousin, pushed him over the edge quickly. ''Fuck, Sakshi." He grunted, stroking furiously. His balls tightened, and with a low roar, he sprayed his cum across her body.
Thick ropes landed on her breasts, splattering her nipples, dripping down her stomach to pool in her navel. More hit her thighs, marking her skin, hot and sticky. She gasped, arching up, feeling the warmth spread over her.
"Oh god, Hriday, it's so hot." She moaned, her chained hands straining. Cum trickled toward her pussy, mixing with her own juices. Her pussy throbbing for him.
He just got started. Wiping the last drops from his cock, he positioned himself at her entrance. No condom, raw as promised, just skin on skin, family flesh invading family flesh.
He gripped her hips, thumbs digging into her soft skin, and thrust in deep with one brutal stroke. Her pussy stretched around him, tight and wet, sucking him in deliciously.
''Ahh! Yes!'' She cried, her body jolting against the chains. He didn't give her time to adjust, pulling back and slamming in again, harder.
The bed creaked under them as he started to thrust mercilessly, hips pistoning relentlessly. Each thrust buried his cock to the hilt, his balls slapping against her ass.
Hriday used her body without mercy, leaning down to bite her neck, leaving red marks. ''You're mine tonight, your hole will be filled with my cock and my cum.'' He snarled, one hand spreading her thigh wider, the other one squeezing her breast, pinching the nipple until she yelped.
Cum from earlier smeared between them, slicking his chest against hers. He pounded into her, feeling her walls flutter, her dripping pussy coating his shaft.
She bucked up to meet him, blindfolded eyes hidden but mouth open in ecstasy. ''Harder, bhaiya! Fuck your cousin's pussy!'' Her words spurred him, taboo filth spilling from her soft lips.
He shifted, hooking her legs over his shoulders, folding her in half. The new angle let him drive deeper, his cockhead battering her cervix with every savage plunge.
Sweat poured down his back, the room filling with wet slaps and her moans. He released her breast, trailing fingers down to her clit, rubbing it roughly in circles. She shattered then, her orgasm ripping through her, pussy clamping down his cock like a vice. ''Cumming! Oh fuck, I'm cumming on your cock!'' Juices squirted out around him, soaking the sheets.
He didn't stop, fucking through her spasms, chasing his own release. But he pulled out suddenly, flipping her onto her stomach despite the chains—her arms twisted above her head, face pressed into the pillow. He yanked her ass up, knees spread, and rammed back into her pussy from behind. The chains rattled with each impact, her bound body rocking forward.
''Take it, Sakshi. Take it all like a good slut for your cousin." He growled, spanking her ass cheek hard, leaving a handprint. He spread her globes, thumb pressing against her tight asshole, teasing but not entering—yet. His cock hammered her, stretching her wide, the raw friction building heat.
She pushed back, grinding against him. ''Use me, Hriday. I'm your slut cousin. Fill me up.'' Her voice muffled by the pillow, but the plea was clear. He grabbed her hair, pulling her head back, arching her spine. Thrusts turned feral, his hips blurring as he chased the edge.
Finally, with a guttural roar, he buried deep and unloaded. Cum flooded her pussy, pulse after pulse, hot and thick, overflowing to drip down her thighs. He held her there, cock twitching inside, marking her pussy with his load.
They collapsed, panting, but he wasn't finished. After a moment, he pulled out, cum leaking from her abused hole. He unchained one hand, letting her touch the mess, then rebound it. ''We're not done." He said, voice husky. He moved up, straddling her chest, cock hardening again against her cum-smeared tits.
''Taste us."He ordered, shoving his cock between her lips. She sucked eagerly, blindfold still on, tongue swirling around the mix of their fluids. He face-fucked her slow at first, then deeper, gagging her until tears wet the silk. Saliva dripped down her chin as he used her mouth like a pussy. He didn't chase his release and pulled out from her mouth.
He flipped her again, this time on her back. He spread her legs wide, diving in to lick her cum-filled pussy. His tongue scooped out his load, lapping her clit until she writhed. ''So fucking wet for family cock." He muttered, fingers plunging in beside his tongue, curling to hit her sweet spot making her see stars.
She came again, harder, squirting on his face. He drank it all down, licking clean, then mounted her once more. This round was slower but no less intense, long, grinding thrusts that made her feel every inch. He untied the blindfold midway, wanting to see her eyes roll back as he dominated her.
Their gazes locked, cousin to cousin, as he fucked her raw. "I love this." She gasped. ''Your cock owning me.'' He pinched her clit, speeding up, until they both shattered together, his second load mixing with the first inside her.
Hours passed in a blur of positions, her riding him with chained hands, him bending her over the bedpost, even pressing her against the bed head, chains clinking.
Each time, he used her body ruthlessly, spanking her ass red, choking her lightly as he pounded, making her beg for more thrust.
By dawn, exhausted and sated, he unchained her fully, pulling her into his arms. Cum crusted their skin, the room reeking of sex.
''We have to spend a week here with the families." He whispered.
She smiled, tracing his chest. ''Good. I want more taboo nights.''
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