Ruining Her: My Perfect Fuck [Part 1]

Erotic thriller set in India [Cheating] [Fucking my Brother-in-law]

Perfection was merely a fictional concept, something made up. A theory which our mother had instilled in us ever since we were young pups. I still hear that voice in my head every day, “Neha, Asha no one likes messy girls. Everyone loves perfect girls.”Reminding me of why I would never be perfect. However my sister Asha was the epitome of perfection. She had the most perfect life, husband and children. We used to be close, well, I mean we were twins after all. Asha’s husband, Jai would also confuse us when they first started dating, but he would redeem himself because Jai knew Asha would always have perfectly manicured nails. One look at our hands and he would instantly recognise his perfect girl and leave me, in the corner, unwanted.

I was visiting in town for my niece’s third birthday. New Delhi was the same cloud of smug that I remembered. It was home. I no longer felt like I belonged in the city that attempted to push boundaries and diversify the culture it fostered. My Canadian beliefs no longer aligned with my Indian beliefs. It was there that I had realised that perfection wasn’t real, perfection was a way that my mother could control us. Ah yes but you see, she couldn’t control me. I did leave one, small detail out…

I was caught in boarding school, on my knees pleasing my professor. I loved every moment of it. How his powerful hands had grabbed my perfect bun. The way his member would roughly attempt to push to the back of my mouth and I would moan at the right times to encourage his insidious behaviour further. I only wanted to get the same grade as Asha. Heck, it all changed when the headmaster had walked in on him with his balding head between my legs. Ma had beaten me black and blue. Asha had watched diligently and didn’t bother to intervene in my persecution. I was shipped to Canada to live with my father. Fuck Asha.

Anyway, I have been holed up in my twin’s house for two days and all my residual feelings came tumbling back to the forefront of my mind. Painting my nails in that awful bright red that Asha wears religiously because I had nothing else to do. Wether it was the constant ‘baby I love you’, ‘baby can you do this’, ‘baby you’re the best’; or the horrid red nail varnish. I was one bitter bitch. For a twin who couldn’t defend me, I wanted to rip her perfect family apart, tear her happy home into a heartless, decrepit mess on the floor.

“Neha, I’m going to the bazaar with Gia, and Rohan is at school. Jai is in the home office upstairs. Please keep it quiet, he has an important meeting.”, Asha whispered in her fakest voice.

That bitch hated me.

“No problem Ash. I’ll be here, waiting for you. Bye Gee.”, I eked out whilst waving at my annoyingly cute niece. I was here to see her and Ro. They mattered to me.

I waited for the door to close and something inside me ticked. I wanted to be vindictive and I wanted Asha to feel the pain I had felt when she watched whilst I was battered, shamed and sent away from home. My ugly manicure had dried up and I walked into Asha’s perfectly tailored closet and picked out a short burgundy lace dress and styled my hair exactly how she had it this morning when Jai saw her. God we looked identical, not even a mole could tell us apart. Staring at myself in the mirror, I smirked at the havoc I was about to cause.

Wearing Asha’s sexy YSL stilettos, I sauntered into Jai’s office. His eyes flew to my hands and he smiled that warm smile he usually directed at Asha. Yes! Got you! He was in a meeting, as expected, and I winked at him; keeping quiet. I walked over to him and got down on my knees. He was perplexed and looked down at his ‘wife’ questioningly. Poor Jai must have thought I had dropped something on the floor. I began rubbing his thigh and then pushed my breasts out of the dress so he could see what I wanted. His eyes widened and then coughed to tell me that he was on a call.

He stared at my brown hardened nipples and I began to take his cock out of this joggers. Jai was reluctant, but I forced my agenda through and kissed the tip. Aha, Asha the lying bitch. He’s tiny! But I bet his tongue is magnificent… I began sucking the head, trying to get him hard. His hands immediately fell onto the back of my head as he enjoyed how I swirled my tongue around his thin shaft. Jai quickly put his mic on mute and quickened his breath. His cock tasted of musk and sweat. Hmm it was quite delicious. I kept sucking for a few minutes, whilst pinching my own nipples. His face remained stoic as his webcam was still on, but his eyes remained on my slobbering mouth as my moans merged with his choppy breath.

I was getting bored. I deserved to cum after all, Asha needed to see this humiliation. I took Jai’s hard cock out of my mouth and wiped the saliva from my face. I looked up at him and his grimace told me that he was close. Well, at least I knew I was doing it right. I leaned back and spread my legs wide. Oops no panties. Jai continued to watch as my red manicure trailed the length of my wet pussy. I spread my lips open wide and began rubbing my clit softly. The wetness coating my fingers as I rubbed my special spot causing me to widen my mouth in pleasure. Jai instinctively started jerking himself off whilst watching me slide a finger inside of me, the single digit pushing in and out of my wet hole.

He must be starved, poor thing. He jumped out of his office chair and his portable webcam that hung loosely on the top of the screen fell. I decided to leave that little detail out. Like I said, I wanted to humiliate them. Jai’s mouth was on mine within an instant. His tongue stained with coffee danced with mine, his small hands finding my pussy and roughly inserted two fingers into me. His mouth followed down to my breasts and began sucking on my nipples hungrily. From the corner of my eye, I could see the webcam camera had fallen in an angle where his team could see us in the throes of passion. Their eyes firmly fixed on their boss' window.

Jai had no clue, and his team thought he was getting frisky with his wife live on camera. This was perfect! As his mouth twisted around my nipple and pinched my other. I gave a loud moan. His fingers rushed to fuck my pussy harder and I was close to orgasming. However, Jai had stopped and looked at my wetness. I think he was deciding between his tongue or his cock; he was a selfish man. He elongated his cock with his hands and then positioned himself to enter me. His grunt as he pushed through my naked pussy was all the ammunition I needed to resume my pleasure again.

Jai entered me roughly, his breath hot on my neck as he pushed my legs further apart to make space for his body to fit in mine. His hands groped my nipples, as if he was holding on for dear life. He still thought nobody could hear or see him so his communication to me was in short grunts or jagged breathing. My mouth hung open as he propelled his cock inside of me, rocking me on the floor of his office. His head tilted back in joyful pleasure as his thrusts were long and slower. As if he was savouring this sweet, spontaneous moment. My red manicured hand placed over his were jiggling as my breasts bounced, his cock drew in and out of me. Still watching his team gawk at their screens; they could not take their eyes off me getting fucked by my sister’s husband. They watched as my cunt took his long cock into me and how his mouth now kissed my mouth. Our tongues mingling with each other.

I was close to my release and so was he; however I needed him to fuck me harder, so I took my left hand began thrumming my clit viciously in the aims of having an orgasm before my sister, Jai’s wife, Asha returned. His cock slammed harder into me and the number of messages which were now appearing on the side of his computer screen seemed to amass into a maelstrom of panicked pleas to turn the camera off, but Jai couldn’t see. I attempted to spread my thighs wider for his intrusion to go in deeper. Although it seemed Jai loved open mouth kissing, it was something that excited him. I pulled his head back so he no longer was nestled in my neck and kissed him long and hard. It was all he needed. As my tongue touched his again, his pace quickened and I felt his seed enter my hungry pussy. Coating my walls and releasing into his sister-in-law.

I lay there for what felt like eternity and Jai lay next to me, his eyes closed and his back still facing the fallen webcam. Standing up, I reached to the webcam and smirked at his team. Holding a finger to my lips to tell them to be silent. Jai had fallen asleep and I deleted the mass of messages he had received; and sent an email to all who witnessed my tirade that if anyone spoke a word, they will be fired.

This was just the start of my revenge.