Fucking younger brother's wife

 My name is Rahul. I live in a small village near Pune, where green fields and calm rivers add a different beauty to my life. I am 28 years old, and I run a farm and a small grocery shop. I am simple in appearance, but strong in build, and my smile is very popular with the people of the village. This Marathi sex story is about my younger brother's wife, that is, my sister-in-law, Swati, age 24. Swati is fair in appearance, has long hair, and her slim but attractive body looks very beautiful in her saree. This sex story is about the night when my younger brother, Vijay, went to the city, and Swati and I got to know each other closely. My younger brother Vijay works as a delivery boy in a company. He often stays in the city late at night or for a few days. Swati and Vijay had been married for a year, and Swati had come to live with us in the village. Swati and I had a very good relationship. She always spoke to me with a smile, and I considered her a sister-in-law. But for the past few months, I had started to see a different glow in her eyes. When she would go to the fields to fetch water in her saree, her waist and the fair skin visible through her blouse would make me uneasy. I knew it was wrong, but my mind couldn’t stop me. It was the night when Vijay had to go to the city for three days. He had to go for a big delivery, and he left in the morning. Swati and I were alone at home. That afternoon, when I returned home from the fields, Swati was washing clothes in the courtyard. She was wearing a red saree, and her wet hair was spread over her back. “Rahul, have you returned from the fields? You must be tired, I will fetch water,” she said with a smile. I looked at her, and my mind got lost in her beauty. “Sister-in-law, how beautiful you look…” I suddenly spoke. She blushed and said, “Rahul, don't say that. I am your sister-in-law.” But there was a different sparkle in her eyes. After dinner, I went to bed in my room, but I couldn’t sleep. I kept remembering that sparkle in Swati’s eyes. It was 11 pm, and I got up and went to the kitchen to drink water. Swati was standing there with a glass of water. She was wearing a thin night dress, and her body was clearly visible through it. “Rahul, are you not sleeping?” she asked in a low voice. I looked at her and said, “Sister, something is bothering me.” She came closer to me and said, “Rahul, I know what you are thinking. I feel the same way too.” Her words made my heart beat faster. “Sister, this is wrong…” I whispered, but my mind could not control me. She held my hand and said, “Rahul, just one night… no one will know.” There was a thirst in her eyes, and I lost all my patience. I took her in my arms, and gave her a sweet kiss on the lips. Her kiss was so sweet that I got lost in it. We started kissing each other wildly, and a different fire ignited in my body. She looked into my eyes and whispered, “Rahul, I need you.” We walked from the kitchen to my room. I slowly slid her nightdress up, and her fair skin was exposed to me. I started kissing her body, and sweet sobs started coming out of her mouth. “Rahul, I feel so good…” she sobbed. I removed her dress and underwear, and her delicate body was naked in front of me. I kissed her soft breasts, and she started to moan with pleasure. My hands gently touched her vagina, and she trembled with excitement.

I removed my shirt and pants, and my strong body was exposed to her. She kissed my chest, and a shiver ran through my body. She touched my cock, and said shyly, “Rahul, this is so big…” I smiled and said, “Sister, this is for you.” She dared to kiss my cock, and sobs started coming out of my mouth. I took her in my arms, and we started playing with each other’s bodies. I made her lie down on the bed, and took a seat between her legs. “Sister, I am going to love you very much,” I whispered. I rubbed my cock lightly on her vagina, and she started to thrust with excitement. “Rahul, I want… slow down…” she sobbed. I slowly slid my cock into her vagina, and at first she felt a little pain. But I calmed her down, and gradually increased the speed. Her sobs now turned into screams, “Rahul, harder… I am enjoying it so much…” she cried.I fucked her in different positions. Sometimes she was on top of me, sometimes I held her from behind. Her soft ass was slapping my thrusts, and every moment was taking me to heaven. “Rahul, you drive me crazy…” she sobbed. I kissed her neck and held her close, and our love game lasted for an hour. Her sobs and my sobs echoed in the room, and the silence of the night outside became a witness to our love. We fell into each other’s arms exhausted. I kissed her forehead and said, “Sister-in-law, you are special to me.” She rested her head on my chest and said, “Rahul, this night is unforgettable for me.” We hugged each other, and I had a sweet satisfaction in my heart. Before Vijay returned in the morning, we got busy with our respective work, and our lives resumed as usual.

But when Swati and I are alone, the sparkle of that night is visible in her eyes. We have never been this close again since that night, but the secret of that night is hidden in our eyes. Swati sometimes whispers, “Rahul, you are special to me.” And I smile and say, “Sister-in-law, you are my most beautiful memory.” This secret of ours is hidden in our hearts, and we will never tell it to anyone. When I am alone, the memories of that night excite me. Swati’s loving touch, her sobs, and my screams take me back to that moment. My body quivers with excitement, and I relive those memories in my mind. That night holds a special place in my life, and I will never forget it.

Swati and I now have the same relationship as sister-in-law and brother-in-law. We laugh and joke with each other as usual, but the secret of that night is hidden in our eyes. I am busy with my farm and shop, and Swati with her household chores. But when I am alone at night, the memories of that night come to me like a sweet dream. This experience is like a sweet dream for me. The love that Swati gave me will remain in my mind forever. I am moving forward in my life now, but the memory of that night always gives me a secret joy. I know it is wrong in the eyes of society, but it is a special memory in my heart.

Today, Sunday, 25 May 2025, at 11:18 PM IST, this Marathi sex story came to you from my mind. This erotic story of Rahul and Swati is a special experience for me, and I hope you will like this sexy story.