So dear readers, this is Kishore again with my new experience. Thank you for your immense response for my previous episodes. This is my third in the series.
As you know, I enjoyed my Di just before the cradle ceremony of my Di’s daughter and on then the next day, I fully enjoyed her. After that, I fucked and sucked Di daily, bunking college. In these days, a lot of kinky things were done and we were very happy.
I explored every charm of di’s body. I fucked her ass, her milky boobs, her mouth and in between her thighs. Really, it was fun to play the love game with didi.
That day again, we already had one round of session. After having our meals, we were again in the bedroom, fondling, kissing and licking each other. We both were lying naked side by side.
One day while enjoying ourselves and inserting my dick Di’s pussy, I asked, “Di, are you satisfied with me?” “Yes, immensely” came the reply.
“Then what are you going to give me?” I asked, looking into her eyes and pinching her nipple.
“Oh! So you want a reward for this! OK. what do you want?” she looked at me enquiringly. “A pussy”, was my reply. “What? ‘A pussy’, which pussy? You are already ramming my pussy. What more you want?”
“No, not your pussy”, I said.
“Then whose.. Oh! Vishala.. but you are already fucking her”, said Di.
“No, neither yours nor Vishala’s, they are available to me”
“Then whose pussy are you asking for?”
“Your Jethani’s” I said slowly thinking about her fair, plump body.
“What?” she screamed. I smiled at her and took one nipple in my mouth. “Aaaahhh..” she moaned and said “..but Kishore, she is 32 years old and a mother of two children. Her elder daughter is of 10 years”, she said.
“So what Di, she too might be having the sweet choot like you”, I said. She smiled and giving a chapath on my head, she asked, “You naughty, have you decided to fuck every female member of my family or what? Tomorrow you will ask my MIL also”.
“No, who wants that rice bag?”
“You silly fellow, have shame. She is my mother-in-law”, di said. After that, I didn’t speak about it.
Her jethani Sabitha was a lady of 32 years or so, and mother of 2 children – a 10-year-old daughter and 6-year-old son. My whole body tingled with desire by thinking about her. During these days, we had decided to involve Vishala also in the game and to have a threesome. Didi said that she will try to seduce her jethani to fuck with me,
I, playing with her boob, said “Di, you will be going day-after-tomorrow. I will be missing you”, said in a sad tone.
“I too miss you a lot, Kishore. These days were happiest for me. Once I go home, again I have to undergo torture”, she said in a gloomy voice.
“Why? Di, Jiju won’t take care of you?”
“Your jiju, huh..” she sighed. “Di, tell me na.. what happened?” I enquired.
She said in a low voice, “Our parents had seen his handsomeness and salary.. But he can’t satisfy me”, she said in a sad tone.
I looked at her in surprise. Seeing my expression, she continued, “He has a good dick, but it can’t retain it stiffness for not more than 2 or 3 minutes. He gives 2/3 strokes and his tool becomes limp and comes out of me. By the time, I am heated up, he is cooled down. The baby born to him is itself a miracle”, she said.
She continued, “I was not in a position to control the heat in my body. So, I decided to reinstate the relationship with my ex-fucker, my lecturer”.
“Did you?”
“No, before that something happened. One day after dissatisfied with my hubby, I came out to the verandah. There I heard a moan from my Jethani’s room. With anxiety when I peeped in, what I saw is that my Jethani giving blowjob to my Jeth. My god, what a tool it was? Really superb. Seeing that, I thought ‘yes, this is what I wanted’ and decided to seduce him but..” she stopped.
“..but what di?” I asked.
“By the time I have planned something, I was pregnant. So I dropped that matter and now you see, I am under you”.
I felt sorry for Di. I asked, “Di, are you going to fuck your jeth?”
“Don’t know”, she said. That depends upon the time and situation. But one thing I found is that he too had an eye for me.
Then again we cheered up and involved in fucking. I was pumping my hot meat in her vulva and kissing and pinching her tits. Then I said, “Di, you are really hot.. my.. my.. see how your love hole is grabbing my love pole. Your choot gripping my lund like a vice”.
As I was fucking, she also excited and was moaning all nonsense, “Bastard.. Oh.. my bro what a fucker you are.. oh, fuck me deep ummm.. yes.. yes.. there only.. pound me like a whore.. aaaaahhhh.. give that rod of yours permanently to me.. aaah”, she said and I ferociously increased my speed.
My lund was moving in and out of Di’s oozing pussy. I was fucking Di in frenzy and Di also raising her bum up to meet my deep thrust.
“So, this is what happening at home?” we both heard a stern voice and together, we turned our heads to that side. There, 3 feet away from the cot, mom stood and was looking at us angrily! Quickly, I got up. Di also stood and hurried to the bathroom grabbing her saree. A minute later, she came out wrapping the saree and without looking at mom, she went out of the room.
I was still standing there like a statue. My cock still erect fully, moving up and down. Mom’s gaze was moving to my face and to my nakedness. We stood there like that for a while.
“You dirty swine”, mom shouted at me. “See how shamelessly this boy is standing and showing his nakedness to his mother. You rascal! Go.. get out of my sight”, mom screamed.
Then I regained my senses and grabbing the towel, I ran into the bathroom. By the time I came out, mom was not there. My whole body shivered with fear.
“My god, what is going to happen? What is she going to do?”, I had no idea.
Mom was very strict. She was not like that before. This strict attitude of Mom’s developed from the last seven or eight years onward. Though nothing happened nor mom shouted, still the tension prevailed in the house. I didn’t see my Di that evening.
Next day morning without having breakfast or looking at anyone, I left to the college. By the time it was 10.30, I couldn’t control my tension. What would have happened at home? I phoned Di. There was no reply. After that, I tried every five minutes. But still, there was no response from Di. After 1 hour, I received a message.
I opened the message. It read –
“Kishore, don’t phone me. Mom is always around. Of course, nothing happened so far. But I am tensed. I have packed my suitcase and want to go to my home. Mom stopped me saying, today is not auspicious and as planned, I can go tomorrow evening only. And remember one thing, don’t try to see me or talk to me when you are at home. OK. Be careful”.
I followed her advice. Next day evening, Di left for her in-law’s house. Another 3 days passed, nothing happened. No shouting or screaming.
I became a bit relaxed but I was still afraid to talk to mom. Mom behaved normally as if nothing happened. Another 2 days passed. The tension in me subsided.
It was the 5th day after Di had gone to her in-laws. That day being a Sunday, Mom and dad were at home. After having breakfast, dad left to the ashram where a Baba is his guru. Dad started visiting this Baba from the last 7- 8 years. From that time onward, he became more religious and philosophical.
At about 11 am, I heard mom calling me. “Yes mom, coming” and I went to her room.
The moment I went in, my heart thumped with fear. Mom was sitting on the cot and beside her was lying a cane.
With fearful eyes, I went in. Mom knew that I came but she didn’t look at me. This increased the fear and tension in me. “Mom”, I mumbled. “I know you have come. Can’t you wait till I address you”, she said sternly.
I didn’t open my mouth after that. After 5 minutes, she raised her face and looked at me. She took the cane which was lying at her side. Shaking it, she asked, “So, from when did this started happening?”. I know what she was asking about but kept quiet.
“Voommm.. I can’t hear your voice..” she said.
“Sorry, mom” I said slowly. “I didn’t call you to hear sorry. What I am asking is from when did this start happening?” she repeated her question.
“After Didi’s delivery.”
“Not before that? Not before her marriage?” she asked. “No mom. I promise you it happened only in the last two and a half months”.
“Humm! You want me to believe this?”, she asked. I didn’t give any reply nor did I raise my head to look at her.
“Mmmm.. so you have grown so big that you fuck your elder sister“. I was shocked to hear the word ‘fuck’ from my mom. I looked at her in surprise.
She shook the cane and said, “Drop your shorts”. My head was spinning after hearing the words I just heard. “Ummm.. come on.. no delay.. drop the shorts”, mom’s voice was stern.
There was no other choice. I simply and slowly opened the buttons and dropped my shorts. It fell at my feet. I was in boxers. “Drop that also”, she said pointing to it with the cane. With hesitation, I dropped that also. Now I was totally naked below my waist. My tool was limp and soft.
“You fucked your sister with that penis. Isn’t it? It must be punished” she said and poked my small penis with the cane. The moment she poked the dick, I don’t know why but there was stir in it. She moved it with the cane here and there. As she was moving the cane, my penis was inflating. “Dirty rascal, see how it was swelling. Don’t you have shame?”
I still didn’t raise my face to look at her. I was standing with my head bowed. I didn’t know why my tool was swelling. “Prostrate”, she said.
Now I looked at her and blinked my eyes. “Can’t you hear, bend forward”, and she gave a small hit on the dick. I quietly bent forward raising my bum up. I was naked below my waist.
The moment I bent, there was a sharp hit with the cane on my bum. My bum cheeks burnt with pain. “Maa”, I moaned with pain. As I said ‘maaaa’, there was another hit with the cane. The burning sensation increased. But what I found was my fuck pole turned stiffer. It was like an iron rod now.
By the time I could control, there were two more slaps on my prostate. Now it was unbearable for me and I stood straight rubbing my bum with my palms. My naked pole was staring at the roof.
As I turned my head to mom, I was in shock. Her saree had pallu slipped from her shoulder and her big firm boobs were jetting forward and heaving heavily. The moment I saw them, Di’s figure came into my mind. Di was the replica of mom. Mom’s hand was raised to hit me again.
By the time the cane could fall on me, I held her hand with one and with the other on her waist, I pinned her strongly. “You bastard, leave me you rascal.. How dare you hold me like that?”, she screamed.
I, holding her strong in my arms, put my lips on her mouth and started sucking her. She struggled hard to push me away and get rid of me.
As I held her tightly, she could not do the same. My right hand gripped her waist tightly and my chest was crushing her breasts. Mom tried very hard to push me away. “Ngngnnng.. ngngnung..” her voice was muffled as her lips were held by me.
2 or 3 minutes passed after I kissed and sucked her lips. Though I was breathless, I kept kissing her. After that, I felt that mom’s resistance subsided. The struggle was not there anymore. Finally, she got rid of me and said, “Kishore.. oh.. ummm.. What are you doing? Leave me..” there was no anger in her voice. It was meek.
I again took mom’s mouth into mine, sucked her again. This time, my hand which was on her waist went up and held her boob. My God! How firm mom’s boobs were. I started pressing her choochi. Now the resistance totally vanished. The moment I understood this, I quickly pulled mom’s saree. By the time she could react, her saree fell at her feet.
Five feet away from us was a dressing mirror. I could see the reflection of mom’s back in it. Her fleshy bum under her petticoat, soft, smooth naked from her petticoat to blouse, soft folds of her waist were causing tingles in me.
Slowly I said, “Mom, I know you are sex starved. Dad is not giving bodily satisfaction to you. Let me give that to you. I heard your conversation”.
“Conversation. What conversation?” she asked.
“Not now, some four years back. That night when I was passing through your room, I heard your voice – Ram, do you remember how many months.. No, not months. How many years had passed since you touched me?”
“Sorry Rajyam, now I can’t satisfy you, I am baba’s devotee now’ was dad’s voice.
“..but I am a human being. A woman, I have desires. How to satisfy it?”
“Go, get that satisfaction from elsewhere”, it was dad.
“What? At this age, you want me to turn into a whore?”
“No, not whore, get the pleasure from someone” and hearing dad’s answer, you were furious and there was a big fight took place.
“And you know mom, you became depressed and frustrated from that time. Mom, you will be normal once your sexual hunger is satisfied. Let me give that to you”.
My both palms were on mom’s fleshy buttocks and I was pressing and squeezing them.
“..But Kishore, my dear son, it is sin, a dirty sin” mom said. There was no resistance, no struggle from her side. Her total body had loosened.
“There is no sin mom when we both get immense pleasure out of it. Even if there is, it will be a dirty sweet sin”, I said. And immediately I called, “Mom”.
She looked into my eyes. “Mom, petticoat..” I said looking into her eyes. I thought she was going to say no but after a few seconds of thinking, she pulled the string of her petticoat and slowly whispered, “What satisfaction will you get from this old lady?”
The moment I heard these words, I was convinced that she will allow me to fuck her. Now, she was in her pantie and blouse.
I took her to the dressing mirror. My right cheek was rubbing mom’s left cheek. I said, “Look mom, who says that you are old? No one believes that you are the mother of 2 children aged 25 and 21. See how taut your body is. The fine curves of your body, smooth texture of skin and these globes. See how firm they are” and I pinched her nipple over the blouse and poked my already naked penis n her butt.
She put her left palm on my cheek and smiled at me looking into the mirror. Her smile was as cool as moonlight.
“See mom, how cute you look when you smile. I wish that you must smile like that all your life.”
Soothing my cheek, she said “Orey Kishore, you are a hypnotist, you are hypnotizing me with your words” and she put the other hand on my hand, which was pressing her boob.
“No mom, what I say is true,” I said sincerely. “Thank you Kishore at least you recognized my charms and the cause for my frustration. Thanks again” saying so she pressed my hand on her tit.
“Mom, I want your satisfaction. That’s all. If you still have inhibitions about what we are doing and if you still think what we are going to do is sin, I will forget everything now itself” I said looking at her in the mirror.
She looked at me in the mirror and slowly turned towards me, garlanded her arms around my neck and whispered in my ear, “Take me to the bed, Kishore. Give whatever joy you wanted to give”.
“Thank you, mom” and I put my palms on her buttocks, lifted her. She wrapped her legs around my waist. I took her to the bed, laid her on her back. She lay on the bed spread-eagled on her back.
“Mom, let me see the path through which I came into this world”. I pulled her pantie. She quickly turned herself on her stomach.
I slowly turned her again on her back. She turned but kept her elbow on her eyes to avoid looking at me as she was shy. Her legs were crossed, still not revealing her womanhood. I opened her thighs. My! My! How cute it was. Mom’s swollen pussy is clean and smooth without a trace of hair. Her puffy lips slightly opened.
Bending forward, I stamped a warm kiss on it. “Mmmm..” mom moaned.
I widened her pussy lips and inserted my tongue into her hot vulva. Mom already oozing the preliminaries. Stretching my hand, I grabbed her tit and started playing with them. Mom’s both hands were on my head, pressing it to her pussy.
As I was licking and sucking, mom was squirming on the bed and moaning sweetly. This continued for 5 minutes or so. Pulling my hair, she said, “Orey Kishore, you have spoiled my mind. All my suppressed desires have surged up. Now I can’t wait.. Come and give the joy you wanted to give me. Fuck me as you fucked your Di”.
I understood that mom couldn’t wait anymore. I crawled up, kissed her eyes and took her lips in me. She widened her thighs. My stiff member was poking at the gates of heaven.
I started rubbing my dick on the lips. I could feel the wetness of her precum.
Now, mom was intolerable. She inserted her hand between us and guided my member to the opening.
The moment I felt my dick was in mom’s vertical lips, I pushed my cock hard. “Isss.. mmm.. oh! Ki.. sh.. ore.. be slow..”, mom moaned with pain.
I pressed some more and waited for her pain to subside. Squeezing her boobs, I started sucking her nipple and pinching them one after other. After five minutes of this action, I realized that mom was moving her hips upward slightly.
I too started humping inside mom without pulling out my fuck pole. “Kishore.. move slowly” mom whispered in my ear.
Then I pulled out half of the dick half and then pushed it again. “AAaammmmmmmmaaaaa…” There was a big shriek from mom. I never expected that mom will shriek like that. I was pulling my dick out of her concerned but mom quickly put both palms on my bum cheeks and started pressing it down.
She said, “It is alright Kishore, my dear son.. Slowly fuck your mom.. The path had not been used for so many years now. It had become narrow. Now you are using it, it will be normal soon. Now, move slowly.. Yes, that’s it.. Good, my dear son”.
“You know, when you were enjoying your di, I was there for half an hour and I saw how you siblings were enjoying. Come.. Yes.. Fuck me.. like you fucked your di.. now ram it har.. d.. let it tear.. come son.. yes.. how is your momuu.. is she giving the joy what your di gave you?”
Mom didn’t know what all she was saying. But her words were exciting me and I started ramming her harder. Now her socket was well-lubricated and my piston was moving freely in her.. To and fro.. to and fro.. This continued. I was gasping for breath whereas mom was drenched with sweat and clasping her fists to the pillow.
“Mom.. I am coming.. Uff.. what a tight cunt you have maaa..” I filled mom’s hot vulva with my hot juices. And I fell on her.
After 10 minutes when I regained my senses, maa was affectionately looking at me. She said, “Thank you.. dear.. Really you have given me immense pleasure. You know, after so many years, I feel that I am a woman again. Thank you for making me a woman again..” and she kissed my cheeks and eyes with affection.
So, dear readers, how do feel about this? In my next episode, I will tell you how me, Di and Vishala had a threesome. Till then, ok.
Yours Kishore.