Ever since my husband left this world two months ago, my life has felt like a lonely storm-just me and my little son, surviving inside the silent walls of that old abandoned house. Shadows were my only companions, until one evening, everything changed.

My jeth ji Veer Pratap Singh returned.

He had been away on his long work trip, but now he stood before me,the only family left from my husband’s side, the man who promised to take care of us. At first, it felt like a duty he carried on his shoulders, but the way his eyes lingered on me, the way his voice wrapped around my name… it felt like something far more dangerous.

He is thirty-four, a man carved in solitude, tall and broad with a presence that makes the air heavy. His lips,full, tempting, sinful,seem made to drive a woman insane. His eyes, deep and drunk with mystery, could drown anyone who dared to look too long. Women in the village whisper about him, craving a touch, a smile, a glance… yet he never married. No one knows why.

And now, fate has placed me here, under his roof, under his protection, under the burning weight of his gaze. Every night, when silence settles, I wonder: is he thinking of me the way I can’t stop thinking of him?

My husband had never truly known how to touch me—how to see me. I had been a loyal wife, a shadow of what I once was, hiding my own fire beneath the veil of duty. But beneath my calm exterior, my body remained alive, hungry, aching for the kind of passion I had long buried.

I know what I am. My fair skin , my big vuluptous boobs and hot hourglass figure … my body has always been a dangerous weapon. Once, before marriage, I had tasted freedom—felt lips, hands, and stolen breaths. But after marriage, I caged myself, became the “good wife.”

And now that cage has shattered.

My husband is gone, leaving behind only silence—and in that silence, he has appeared. My jeth ji. A man too handsome, too forbidden, too intoxicating to ignore. He moves through the house like a storm barely contained, his lips sinful, his eyes molten. Every glance he gives me burns a mark across my skin.

How can I not see it? He is temptation itself, served before me as though fate has decided I should taste danger once again. And so, I have decided.

A mission.

A mission to awaken his hunger. To unravel his restraint. To make him see me—not as his younger brother’s widow, but as a woman made of fire, aching to be claimed.

And I will not stop until he does.

***

Since my son is only 9 months old he still drinks milk secreting from my breasts. I intentionally breastfeed him infront of my Jeth ji either in living room or in places where he could see. I have noticed the way his eyes glances at my half peeked nip*les. The way he gulps when my son sucks it with a bit more force and make smooching sounds.  And today I am going to make him completely loose his restraint.

Teasing starts:

Today is Sunday. My Jeth ji is working in the living room .And my plan is to seduce him properly today. I went to him and called out

"Jeth jii" in a sensual voice. I was wearing a net saree wrapped around me with a blouse as tight as my boobs were half spilling out of it with a my large  areola slightly peeking with no bra.

He looked up from his laptop and his hungry wrecked over my attire as his jaw tightened in restraint .

"Haa bahu bolo" his voice strained with control as he tried to mask his expression.

"Woh khana lag gaya hai..Ayiye kha lijiye" i said with meek voice appearing docile.

He sat on the dinning table as she tried serving him dishes standing just infront of him. When doing so she didn't forget to bend extra low in order to give him a full view of her half spilling boobs which seemed like they would burst out of the blouse any second.

She felt his eyes on her boobs and smirked secretly to herself.

Veer's Thorat felt dry looking at her he tried to avert his eyes but failed miserably in doing so.

After serving him she served herself and sat down to eat.

Suddenly he saw her blouse starting to get wet at the areola part. She pretended to get panicked "hey bhagwan yeh kya ! Doodh leak horha!"

Veer immediately tensed up his hungry eyes completely rooted at the leaking part but he managed to say

"Mu-Munna ko le aoo uski doodh pila do agar leak horha toh"

"But Munna toh abhi abhi soya hai Jeth ji , upar se bahut pareshan kar Raha tha , usko fir kaise uthaun " she said in a crying voice

"Toh fir kya kare?" Veer asked

Astha pretended to fidget a little and with nervousness visible she uttered

"Woh Jeth ji.. Kyu na Ap Mera doodh pile?"

Veer's eyes widen as he took in her words

"Yeh kya keh rhi ho bahu??? Me kaise?"

"Kyu nahi Jeth ji! Ahhh bahut dard ho raha" she moaned in pain as she pitifully looked at him .

Veer hesitated a Little but finally said "thik hai..sofa par chalo"

Astha sat on the sofa while Veer came and lied on it as she placed his head on her lap positioning right infront of her clothed boobs.

"Kholo" he said as he grazed his fingers .

She gently opened her blouse hooks as large boobs appeared before his eyes and those dark pink nip*les made his dickkk hardened.

She slowly guided her nipples to his mouth and said " ahh Jeth ji please pi lijiye mere dudh dard ho rha"

Veer seemed hesitant a little as he tried wrapping his lips around the dark nip*le and sucked in. But the moment the milk started flowing in seems like he broke free from his restraint. He grabbed her boobs in both hands and tried moulding them as he sucked more and more doodh from it.

"Ahh ahh Jeth ji dhiree bs " He didn't listen to her pleas ! He sucked on her right nip*le as he grabbed onto the left nip*le twisting it between his fingers and tugging at it..

"Ahhh kya maal hai bey tu!! Kitne bade bade chuche hai tere ahhh" he moaned as he sucked on more at the nipple.

His tongue swirrled around the nipple as he slightly bit into it making her shriek in pain and pleasure "ahhhhh Jeth ji "

After sucking for 10 mins on the right one he went to the left nipple repeating the same process while grabbing her right nipple twisting and tugging at it. He then squeezed her right boob moulding it to different shapes as he kept sucking it .

"Mmch mmch mcch ahh aur dey mujhe aur aur"

He said in between as he bit on her nipples.

He was becoming more and more agressive when he felt her hands surrounding his pants as he felt her sliding inside his kaccha holding his erect l*nd ."ahhhh yeh kya karri"

"Ahhh Jeth ji mujhe b karne dijiye bahut din se pyasi hu please" she said pushing her more towards her boobs as he freed his lund from his pants.

She helt it in her hands and started rubbing up and down making him moan in pleasure.

"Ufff ahhh aur zor se" he said as he left her nipples, grabbed onto both of of the nipples and pulled it with force.

"Ahhhh Jeth ji dhire mere nikal jayega"

"Chup randyy nikalne dey and mere Lund ko aur zor se sehlaaa" he said

"Uff ahhh Haye maiyaa " she said rubbing his lund in more speed

"Ahh ahhh aur zor se randy aur aur mera nikalne wala hai ahh ahhh " he said squeezing her boobs

"Ahh Mera bhiiiiii" she writhed in pleasure

With a last bite on the nipple and with last tugging at his lund they both came undone with please as he sprayed his semen on her hands and she cummed in her panties making it soaked.

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