Ishwar Lal had left his wife, Urmila in charge of everything. Not that he didn’t trust Punjun, but how is a boy supposed to have everything he’d need without wasting a lot of time?
After all, this was a crucial year in their lives. Punjun had just turned 18 and decided to take a gap year to prepare for competitions. He had done well enough in school, even made the merit list in his district, but found himself well below the required level of college entrance exams.
Despite the urge to blame Punjun, Ishwar Lal had scolded him only once, to which Punjun fired back a flurry of accusations claiming that Ishwar never gave him a fair chance.
A lot of students take a gap year after school to prepare specifically for entrance exams, no shame in that. If they wanted him to be ready for college, he should have been in coaching classes.
It wasn’t that Ishwar Lal was a miser, on the contrary, he spared no expense with regards to his family. The problem was that he didn’t trust Punjun to study without him or his wife hanging over his head.
Punjun didn’t sit still for long until threatened with broken teeth and future prospects of working as a sweeper. He was attentive in class, but not for the reasons good students are. He decided to rent a separate portion of a house for him and send Urmila to take care of him.
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Punjun walked up the stairs and snuck into the bedroom to find the landlady sitting with his mom. Their lips were mashed together until Punjun walked in and they separated and sniggered, adjusting their clothes.
The landlady’s husband came home in the evening when Punjun came home from classes in the noon, she used to come up and have sex. Punjun’s mom Urmila would cook lunch while Punjun fucked the landlady.
Urmila would insist upon and make sure that Punjun wore a condom because she didn’t trust the landlord to not be diseased. In spite of it, she caught Punjun fucking the landlady bareback quite often and had slowly reduced insisting upon condoms. She also worried about getting pregnant, more for the landlady than herself.
Urmila was on the wrong side of forty and had quite a trouble having Punjun in the first place. She was not completely sure if he is actually Ishwar Lal’s son as she was fucking someone else as well at the time she got pregnant.
The landlady would often joke with her of behaving like a mother-in-law and despite having two children, often expressed wish to have Punjun’s child. The landlady made sure to have occasional sex with the landlord to avoid any difficult questions.
Urmila had initially offered to have sex with Punjun as a reward scheme to improve his test marks. It worked for a while but Punjun’s demands grew very much. He couldn’t wait for a month to do well in the test and get sex as a reward.
He had eyes for the landlady from the beginning. She was a woman in her mid-30s with two children in school and a very clear, soft skin. Her boobs weren’t as huge as Urmila’s but they were much firmer and had beautiful pointed nipples.
She also made great excuses to her family to come to the first floor quite often. She pretended to be a sister to Urmila to get closer to Punjun’s dick which she knew was often in his mother.
She had found out within a week, in fact, it was her house after all. She had gone up to ask for something trivial from the kitchen but could not find Urmila. She spotted Punjun walking naked and hid behind a fridge to see him take some oil to the bathroom.
The landlady peered and was able to see Punjun entering the bathroom while the unmistakable bangles of Urmila appeared to clank inside the bathroom.
The landlady stood outside the bathroom and pressed her ears and could hear Punjun groaning while bangles clanked and moved in a fixed rhythm. The landlady stood outside and fingered herself until the bathroom door opened and Punjun and Urmila stood naked and stunned.
They looked scared and tried to close the bathroom door but the landlady held it open and entered the bathroom, closing it behind her. She noticed Punjun’s hard cock was covered in oil as were Urmila’s nipples. Urmila couldn’t speak, she just held an arm across her boobs holding a mug of water at the end.
The landlady faced her and opened Urmila’s arm, taking the mug of water. She poured the mug over her pallu on the blouse, making it wet and transparent. She grabbed Punjun’s cock and pulled him close giving a good view of her cleavage.
The landlady whispered in Punjun’s ear, “Ask your mom if it’s okay for me to be here.”
Punjun looked at Urmila whose hand darted around her clit. He pinched the landlady’s poking nipple and rubbed his cock on her navel, “Mom, aunty wants to bath with us. Is it okay with you?”
Urmila looked at them and smiled. Instead of answering, she turned on the shower, drenching the landlady, who let go of her pallu and began helping Punjun open her blouse. Urmila got proud and jealous at the same time as Punjun stripped the landlady’s saree in record time and kept humping her navel until she was naked.
That was the first time Punjun fucked the landlady. Her bathroom downstairs had a tub and they fucked quite a lot there. Punjun’s grade improved a lot after he began having threesomes with the landlady and his mom.
Urmila was reluctant from the beginning but now she began seeing the advantage of fucking Punjun, it kept him from chasing after teen girls with horrible mood swings and more acne than sense.
Punjun didn’t do too well in senior board exams as he was chatting with girls in his class all day and trying to get laid. She decided that Punjun performed his best when he didn’t worry about these things and got adequate sex. She stopped with the reward schemes and begun having sex with Punjun at least twice a day.
Punjun liked the landlady, but it was her daughter in the 11th class that he was very attracted to. He mentioned this to the landlady and his mom during a threesome and they promised to check if she’d fuck him.
Urmila took some to get adjusted being fucked thrice a day. In the mornings, she would suck Punjun off to wake him, they would have a quickie after lunch and fucked once more at least in the night. Within a month, her fuck count had doubled for the past decade.
Urmila had big boobs, but now they seemed to be getting bigger and she stopped wearing bras under her blouse at Punjun’s request. She also learned how to get titfucked, it could be done while Punjun studied and he claimed that it actually helped him to concentrate.
She stopped calling Ishwar and took her sweet time answering whenever he called. She usually answered while Punjun’s cock was buried in her pussy and pretended to moan for Ishwar Lal.
The landlady planned to get caught being fucked by her daughter, her theory being she would get turned on and join her mother. Urmila was very doubtful, she thought this would be the last straw that would get them kicked out of the house. She didn’t like when the landlady moaned Punjun’s name during sex and often climaxed crying his name.
Urmila knew well that the plan would be to ensure the daughter alone in her room while landlady will fuck Punjun in the kitchen. Urmila could deal with that but dreaded if Ishwar Lal found out about this, she would definitely be skinned and used to make cock holsters.
Urmila contacted an astrologer who claimed to specialize in love-related matters. She introduced herself with a wrong name and gave Punjun’s kundli stating that he was a family friend. The astrologer informed her that he couldn’t see any marriage plans germinating in the near future.
“I am not worried about the marriage”, Urmila said, “though this kundli is only eighteen years old, he is already seeing multiple women and I believe he is going to pursue more.”
The astrologer pushed up his glasses and examined the edges of the chart. He glanced up and checked out Urmila’s assets which failed to get concealed by her blouse and pallu.
“This boy is in a very auspicious period”, the astrologer said, “I can see he is already loving two, maybe three women. Rahu is moving into Jupiter which is great for the semen growth and Venus is courting Mercury into submission.”
He stopped and picked up a book and cross-examined charts. Scratching his stubbly chin, the astrologer began muttering obscenities under his breath.
“Is there a problem?” Urmila asked.
“Not exactly.” the astrologer said, “This combination of planets is very odd and rare. They are all moving towards favourable positions for the whole year.”
“That’s good, right?” Urmila peered over and tried to glimpse what the astrologer referred to.
“It’s good for the boy, but maybe you will not like it.”
“Whatever is good for him works for me too. I care about his happiness”, Urmila said.
“That could be the problem”, the astrologer replied, “For this whole year and up to next year’s spring, this boy will not be refused by any women in the question of love. I know it sounds impossible, but this is once in a billion combination.”
“What does that mean?” Urmila asked.
“It means that if this boy wanted to, he could love his mother and she would willingly comply.”
“Wow” Urmila gasped, covering her face, she considered if the astrologer had put 2 and 2 together. Apart from this outrageous theory, he was very courteous and regarded her in a sanctimonious way.
“What about other women? Surely that can’t be easy”, Urmila asked.
“Believe me, ma’am, I am not saying it just for the sake of it. If the mother is penetrated, his stars would shine so bright that he could stand on a street corner naked, and women would queue up to suck his dick.”
“How many women do you see in his future?” Urmila began getting concerned, “Are there no academic achievements in his future.”
The astrologer checked again and muttered under his breath, flipping dusty books at speed and finally set them down again, “There could be some achievement of that sort. But it is very minor compared to the loving conquest. If it happens, it would most likely be a footnote in a heap of titties.”
Urmila thanked him and paid the fee and went back home. On the way, she tried to call Punjun but he didn’t pick up. Probably busy with the landlady. She put the phone back in her tiny purse and inserted it into the blouse. She noticed that the left nipple was warm and wet and seemed to be leaking milk.
The auto driver kept glancing in the rearview mirror and Urmila didn’t adjust her pallu nor paid him any attention. When she reached home, she got out to pay the fare. The driver kept ogling at her boobs and didn’t respond when she held out the money.
“What are you looking at?” She thrust the money in his palm.
“There is something sticky on your blouse ma’am.” The driver took out the change and averted his gaze to check the other boob. Urmila held out her hand and he pressed the change in her palm while rubbing his fingers across her smooth wrist.
“I know.” Urmila pulled the purse out of her blouse and stuffed the change inside. She put it back and said, “It’s milk” before leaving the driver agape. She saw the landlord’s son running around the street with his friends chasing a ball.
Urmila hurried inside to find almost no lights on the ground floor. She held her saree and climbed the stairs quickly, eager to tell Punjun about her discovery. She walked into the bedroom and saw his clothes strewn apart between an unwrapped yellow saree and black blouse.
Urmila walked to the bathroom door, dreading it to be locked with Punjun and landlady inside.
Urmila saw the door was unlatched but she heard thumping and moaning sounds emanating from the bathroom. She adjusted her pallu to reveal all cleavage and then opened the door.
Punjun was fucking the landlady’s daughter hard in the shower while the landlady held her from behind. Blood streamed down the girl’s leg as she moaned and sobbed in the water pouring on her face.
She got alarmed on seeing Urmila and tried to hop off Punjun’s dick but the landlady smiled and gestured her to continue. Urmila watched for a while, the water bounced off their body and fell on her saree, creating wet patches all over similar to the one on her nipples and pussy.
She resigned herself and walked out of the bathroom and closed the door behind her. She didn’t want to feel jealous but she did.
She called up Ishwar Lal who sounded more drunk than usual and didn’t reply back except grunting and snoring. Urmila gave up and bid him good night and laid back on the bed, plugging fingers into her ears to drown out the increasing moaning of the girl Punjun was fucking.
He had fucked so much that he didn’t come like other teenagers within seconds. Urmila had a small nap and when she woke, she could still hear the obscene moans of the landlady’s daughter.
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