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Meri chut puri geeli ho chuki thi. Magar aapne bete ke hone ki wajah se main khud ki chut ko sehla nahi rahi thi. Warna agar mera beta nahi hota. To main is waqt aapni chut ko ragad rahi hoti. Maine abhi kahani ke 3 part hi pade the. Aur meri chut puri tarah geeli ho gayi thi.

Maine tabhi mobile ko side mein rakh diya. Kyuki agar mein aage kahani padti. To main khud ko rok nahi pati. Main bed par bethi bethi maa bete ki chudai ki kahani ke bare mein soch rahi thi.

Aur us kahani ke bare mein sochte hi, mujhe mera beta dikhayi de raha tha. Kyuki woh bhi wahi sab kar raha tha. Jo us kahani mein ho raha tha. Aur fir mobile rakhne ke baad main kitchen mein aa gayi. Aur khana banane lagi.

Magar mere dimag mein incest rahul ki kahani ghum rahi thi. Aur main bar bar yahi soch rahi thi ki kya ye kahani sach hai ya aapne mann se banayi gayi hai. Kyuki kahani padne ke baad mujhe woh kahani real lag rahi thi.

Incest rahul ne jis tarah un kahaniyon ko likha tha. Use dekhkar yahi lag raha tha ki woh kahani real hai. Main bar bar kahani ke bare mein soch rahi thi. Aur meri chut geeli ho rahi thi. Main aapni soch mein dubi hui thi.

Ki tabhi kisi ne peeche se meri kamar ko pakad liya. Aur maine palat ke dekha. To mera beta mere peeche khada hua tha. Meri kamar ko pakadte hi mera beta aapna lund meri gaand par lagane laga. Aur mujhe bhi uske lund ka ahsas milne laga.

Mera beta – Kya bana rahi ho mummy?

Main – Daal-chawal aur roti bana rahi hu. Magar tu yaha garmi mein kyu aa gaya beta? Jaa bahar jaake beth.

Mera beta mujhse chipka hua tha. Aur uska hath garam ho raha tha. Aur woh meri kamar ko halke halke sehla raha tha. Aur uska lund meri gaand par ragad maar raha tha. Aur uski ye harkat mujhe us kahani ki yaad dila rahi thi.

Jismein woh ladka aapni mummy ki kamar sehlate hue aapna lund unki gaand par ragadta hai. Aur unhe aapne lund ka ahsas dila ke unhe chodna chahta hai. Aur is waqt mujhe bilkul us kahani ki mummy ki tarah hi mehsus ho raha tha.

Mera beta mere sath galat kar raha tha. Magar fir bhi main use rok nahi pa rahi thi. Ulta uske aisa karne se mera badan garam pad raha tha. Kuch der mujhe pakde rehne ke baad mera beta kitchen se chala gaya.

Aur uske jaate hi main uski harkat ke bare mein sochne lagi. Aur mujhe samajh nahi aa raha tha ki main karu to kya karu. Main yahi sab soch rahi thi. Aur fir khana banane ke baad main aapne kamre mein aa gayi.

Aur kamre mein aake main fir se woh kahani padne lagi. Us kahani mein jo aurat thi. Uski zindgi ki sachai mujhse milti julti thi. Us kahani mein woh aurat aapne pati se khus nahi thi. Dono pati-patni sath jarur the.

Magar uska pati naa to use waqt deta tha. Aur naa hi usko jismani sukh deta tha. Aur ye baat uska beta aachi tarah janta tha. Isiliye woh hamesha aapni maa ke karib rehta tha. Us kahani ko padte padte aisa lag raha tha. Jaise kisi ne meri hi zindgi ki kahani likh di ho.

Main bhi aapne pati se dur thi. Aur mere pati bhi mujhe jismani santushti nahi de pate the. Kahani ko padte padte main puri tarah garam ho gayi thi. Us kahani mein us aurat ka beta wahi sab harkate kar raha hota hai. Jo mera beta kar raha tha.

Aur fir us kahani mein ek din jab us aurat ka beta kitchen mein use peeche se pakadta hai. To woh aurat aapne bete ki harkato ko bare mein usse baat karti hai. Aur uska beta aapni maa ko pyaar karne ki baat karta hai.

Jise sunke woh aurat aapne bete ko thappad maar deti hai. Magar uske bete ko isse koi farak nahi padta hai. Woh wahi aapni mummy ko pakad ke pyaar karne lagta hai. Uski maa use mana kar rahi hoti hai. Magar uska beta rukne ka naam nahi leta hai.

Aur uski maa bhi garam ho jati hai. Jiske chalte woh bhi aapne bete ka lund pakad leti hai. Aur dono wahi chudai karne lagte hai. Aur ek bar ki chudai ke baad woh aurat bhi aapne bete se khul jati hai. Aur fir uska beta use harr din chodne lagta hai.

Puri kahani ko padke main puri tarah garam ho chuki thi. Aur meri chut se nikalte pani ne meri penty ko geela kar diya tha. Main us kahani ke comment hi pad hi rahi thi ki tabhi mera beta aa gaya. Aur bola.

Mera beta – Kya dekh rahe ho mummy mobile mein?

Main – Kuch nahi beta bas aise hi reels dekh rahi thi. Khana nikal du.

Mera beta – Ha mummy nikal lo.

Mera beta underwear aur baniyan mein mere samne khada tha. Aur main uske underwear ko dekh rahi thi. Jaha uske lund ka ubhar saaf saaf dikh raha tha. Aapne bete ke lund ko dekhte hue main uth gayi. Aur fir main khana nikal ke kamre mein le aayi.

Aur fir main aur mera beta khana khane lage. Khana khate hue bhi main aapne bete ko dekh rahi thi. Aur mere dimag mein wahi maa bete ki chudai wali kahani chal rahi thi. Aur fir kuch der mein khana khake main bartan rakhne chali gayi.

Aur mera beta mere kamre mein let kar tv dekhne laga. Bartan rakhne ke baad main bhi kamre mein aa gayi. Aur kamre mein aake main aapni saree nikalne lagi. Dopher mein kaam karne ke baad main hamesha blouse aur peticot mein hi let ti hu.

Aur mere bete ne shuru se mujhe aise dekha hai. Aur mujhe usse koi farak nahi padta tha. Magar tab main ye nahi janti thi ki mera beta mujhe chodna chahta hai. Saree ke nikalte hi main blouse aur peticot mein aa gayi.

Aur maine dekha mere bete ki nazar mere bade bade dudh aur meri nabhi par thi. Aur woh bar bar aapni nazar bacha bacha ke mujhe hi dekh raha tha. Mere bete ki nazar mujhe ander tak cheer rahi thi. Aur mujhe bar bar woh kahani yaad aa rahi thi.

Jismein us aurat ka beta bhi aapni maa ko aise hi dekhta hai. Magar us kahani mein woh maa aapne bete ke irado se anjaan hoti hai. Magar main aapne bete ke irade jaan gayi thi. Aur uske irado ko jaankar bhi main kuch kar nahi pa rahi thi.

Aur fir main bed par aake let gayi. Aur mera beta mere bagal mein let gaya. Jab bhi mere bete ki chutti hoti thi. Tab woh hamesha mere sath mere hi kamre mein rehta tha. Aur aaj bhi woh mere sath hi leta hua tha.

Hum dono let kar movie dekh rahe the. Aur fir jab mujhe neend aane lagi. To main karwat leke let gayi. Aur tabhi mera bete ne meri kamar par hath rakha. Aur peeche se mujhse chipakte hue bola.

Mera beta – Mummy neend aa rahi hai. To kya tv band kar du?

Mera beta wahi sab harkate kar raha tha. Jo woh kafi waqt se kar raha tha. Bas aaj farak itna sa tha ki uski harkato ka matlab main aachi tarah se samajh rahi thi. Mere bete ke peeche se chipakte hi uska lund meri gaand par lagne laga. Aur fir main boli.

Main – Ha beta tv band kar de. Main bhi jara aapni kamar sidhi kar lu.

Mera beta – Mummy agar dard ho raha hai. To tel laga du.

Main – Nahi nahi beta jayada dard nahi ho raha hai. Bas thodi der let lungi. To theek ho jayega.

Aur fir meri baat sunke mere bete ne tv band kar diya. Aur fir woh wahi mere pass let gaya. Mera beta hamesha se mera bahut khayal rakhta hai. Aur main bhi usse bahut pyaar karti hu. Isiliye uski ye sari harkate jaankar bhi main kuch kar nahi pa rahi thi.

Maine aapne bete se kai bar aapni kamar ki malish karwai hai. Aur woh malish wakai bahut aachi karti hai. Magar tab main ye nahi janti thi ki woh mujhe chodne chahta hai. Magar ab main ye baat janti thi.

Isiliye maine use aapni malish karne se mana kar diya. Main karwat liye lete hue thi. Aur mujhe bar bar ye ahsas ho raha tha ki mera beta meri gaand aur meri kamar ko peeche se ghur raha hai.

Kuch der main yahi sab sochti rahi. Aur fir meri aankh lag gayi. Aur fir shaam 5 baje meri aankh khuli. Aur aankh khulte hi maine dekha mera beta mere hi bagal mein so raha tha. Aur aapne bete ko sota dekhkar meri nazar uske underwear par gayi.

Jaha uske lund ka ubhar dikh raha tha. Aapne bete ke lund ko dekhne ke baad main uth ke beth gayi. Aur jaise hi main bed se uthi. Tabhi mera beta bhi uth gaya. Aur aankhe khol ke mujhe dekhne laga.

Aur aapne bete ko dekhne ke baad main bahar aa gayi. Aur chhat par jaake failye hue kapde utarne lagi. Aur jab main neeche aayi. Tab tak mera beta uth chuka tha. Aur fir woh tayar hoke bahar chala gaya.

Aur main padosan se baat karne lagi. Shaam ka sara time aise hi nikal gaya. Aur mere bete ne wahi sab kiya. Jo woh dopher mein kar raha tha. Aur fir raat ka khana khane ke baad main kamre mein aa gayi.

Aur aapne pati se baat karne lagi. Pati se baat karne ke baad maine kamre ka darwaja band kar liya. Aur dim light jala ke bed par let gayi. Bed par let te hi maine aapni id login kar li. Maine dekha vikram pehle hi online tha. Tabhi maine use message kiya.

Main – Hello.

Vikram – Hello aunty, kaise ho aap

Main – Main theek hu. Tum kaise ho.

Vikram – Main bhi theek hu aunty. Bas aapka hi intezaar kar raha tha. Beta so gaya aapka.

Main – Pata nahi woh kamre mein hai. Aur main aapne kamre mein hu.

Vikram – Aacha, Waise aapko kahani kaise lagi aunty.

Main – Aachi thi, padke yakin nahi hua ki duniya mein ek maa aapne bete ke sath aise rishte mein bhi rehti hai.

Vikram – Aunty ye rishte duniya se chupke bante hai. Isiliye kisi ko inke bare mein pata nahi chalta hai. Mera aur meri maa ka rishta hi dekh lo.

Main – Ha woh to hai. Waise kya ye sari kahani sachi hai?

Vikram – Ha aunty sachi hi hai. Isiliye to itni lambi lambi kahani likhi hai. Waise aap batao aunty. Kya aapko ye kahani kahi se kahi tak fake lag rahi thi.

Main – Nahi padne mein to fake nahi lag rahi thi. Aisa lag raha tha. Sab asli mein ho raha hai.

Vikram – Wahi to aunty harr rishta jarurat ki wajah se banta hai. Aur badi umar ki aurte jayadatar aapne pati se khus nahi hoti hai. Aur ye baat harr beta janta hai. Magar kuch bete hi aapni maa ka akelapan samajh pate hai.

Isiliye woh unhe alag nazar se dekhne lagte hai. Aur incest ban jate hai. Jaise main aapni maa ke liye incest hu. Aur aapka beta aapke liye incest hai.

Vikram ki baat sunke main aapne bete ke bare mein sochne lagi. Mera beta bhi mujhe 5 saal se akela dekh raha hai. Aur mujhe lagta hai. Shayad woh ye baat janta hai ki mujhe bhi jismani sukh ki jarurat hai. Isiliye woh jayada se jayada waqt mere sath hi bitata hai.

Vikram – Waise sach kahu aunty. Bahut kam ladke hi aapne dil ki baat aapni maa se keh pate hai. Aur shuru mein unki maa unhe maarti bhi hai. Magar jab woh aapne bete ko samajh jati hai. To woh bhi khul ke aapne bete ke lund ka maza leti hai.

Kyuki is duniya mein jitna pyaar ek maa aapne bete se karti hai. Utna hi pyaar ek beta bhi aapni maa se karta hai. Kaash main bhi aapne dil ki baat aapni maa se keh pata.

Main – Tumne kabhi aapne dil ki baat aapni maa se kehne ki koshish nahi kari.

Vikram – Bahut baar koshish kari aunty. Magar ye itna asan nahi hai. Isliye abhi tak neend ki goli se kaam chala raha hu. Waise aap batao aunty. Us kahani mein us aurat ne jo kiya. Woh aapko sahi laga ya galat.

Main – Agar duniya ki nazar se dekha jaye. To usne galat kiya. Aur agar us aurat ke akelepan aur uski jismani jarurat ke nazar se dekha jaye. To usne kuch galat nahi kiya. Bahut kam aurte aise hoti hai.

Jinko bharpur jismani sukh milta hai. Warna to bahut si aurte is aag mein jalti rehti hai. Aur unki sunna wala koi nahi hota hai.

Vikram – Sahi kaha aapne aunty. Isiliye mujhe maa bete ka ye rishta galat nahi lagta hai. Meri maa bhi akeli hai. Isiliye main bhi unki garmi nikalta rehta hu. Waise aaj to aapka beta ghar par tha. Usne kuch kiya ya nahi.

Main – Nahi aisa to kuch nahi kiya. Bas bar bar meri kamar ko pakad ke mujhse chipak jata hai.

Vikram – Aapko aapne lund ki garmi de raha hai aunty. Waise jab woh aapna lund aapki gaand par lagata hai. To aap usse kuch kehti ho ya nahi.

Main – Kya kahu bas yahi samjh nahi aata hai. Mujhe to ab tumse baat karke pata chala ki woh ye sab harkate anjaane mein nahi balki jaankar kar raha tha.

Vikram – Samjha sakta hu aunty. Waise aapka beta wahi sari harkate kar raha hai naa. Jo harkate woh ladka us kahani mein karta hai.

Main – Ha tumne sahi kaha tha. Mera beta bhi wahi harkate kar raha hai.

Vikram – Ab to aapko yakin ho gaya aunty ki aapka beta bhi aapko chodna chahta hai.

Main – Ha ab to mujhe bhi yakin ho gaya hai.

Vikram – To aunty ab aap kya karna chahte ho?

Main – Pata nahi, mujhe samajh nahi aa raha hai ki main karu to kya karu? Kya baat karne se mera beta sahi ho sakta hai?

Vikram – Mujhe nahi lagta aunty ki aapka beta ab sahi ho sakta hai.

Main – Aisa kyu keh rahe ho tum?

Vikram – Aunty jab ye sab shuru shuru hua hota hai. Tab kuch ladke ise control kar lete hai. Aur sirf aapni maa ko dekhkar aapna lund hila ke kaam chala lete hai. Magar kuch ladke jo jayada aage badh jate hai.

Jaise main aur aapka beta unhe wapas normal karna asan nahi hota hai. Unhe bas aapni maa hi maa sab jagah dikhayi deti hai.

Main – To tum kehna chahte ho ki mera beta hamesha aise hi rahega. Aur woh ye sab harkate karta rahega.

Vikram – Ha aunty, ab aapka beta isse aage hi badhega. Kyuki woh pehle se aapke sath woh sab harkate kar raha hai. Aur itna sab kuch hone ke baad koi bhi incest ladka aapni maa ko chodna chahega.

Waise aunty ismein galat kya hai. Aapko bhi to lund ki jarurat hai. To aap aapne bete se kaam kyu nahi chala leti?

Vikram ki ye baat sunte hi main aapne bete ke bare mein sochne lagi. Kyuki jab se ye maa bete ki chudai ki baate main karne lagi hu. Tab se kai bar maine aapne bete ke lund ko dekha hai. Aur uske lund ki garmi ko aapni gaand par mehsus kiya hai.

Aur in kuch dino mein meri chut maa bete ki chudai ke bare mein sochte hi geeli hone lagti hai. Aur jab se mujhe aapne bete ki sachayi pata chali hai. Tab se meri chut kuch jayada hi garam hone lagi hai.

Main – Ye tum kya keh rahe ho?

Vikram – Aunty abhi aapne hi kaha tha ki us kahani mein us aurat ne sahi kiya. Aur aap bhi to us aurat ki tarah jismani sukh ke liye tadap rahi hai. To agar aapka beta aapki chudai karta hai. To ismein galat kya hai?

Main – Woh kahani thi. Ye asal zindgi hai.

Vikram – Aunty asal zindgi mein bhi ye sab hota hai. Aapne suna hi hoga. Dever-bhabhi sasur-bahu bhai-behan in sab rishto mein chudai ho chuki hai. To maa bete mein aisa konsi badi baat hai.

Vikram ki baat sunke main soch mein pad gayi. Woh mujhe mere bete se chudwane ke liye keh raha tha. Aur uski baato se mujhe mere bete ka khayal aa raha tha.

Vikram – Waise aunty ek baat kahu. Mujhe lagta hai. Aap bhi aapne bete se chudwana chahti hai. Bas aap ye baat manna nahi chahti hai.

Main – Nahi nahi aise koi baat nahi hai. Aur tumhe aisa kyu lagta hai?

Vikram – Aunty aapka beta aapko chodna chahta hai. Ye baat aap aachi tarah jante ho. Magar ye sab jankar bhi aapne use kuch nahi kaha. Ulta uski harkato ka aap bhi maza le rahe ho. Kyuki aapke ander ki aurat bhi lund ka sukh lena chahti hai.

Vikram ki baat sunke main chup ho gayi. Kyuki uska kehna galat nahi tha. Jab se mujhe ye maa bete ki chudai ke bare mein pata chala tha. Tab se main ye sab soch rahi thi. Aur tab se jab bhi mera beta meri gaand par aapna lund lagata tha.

To mere badan aur meri chut mein ek bijli so duad jati thi. Kuch der maine vikram ko koi message nahi kiya. Fir woh bola.

Vikram – Aunty main janta hu. Aap ye manna nahi chahte ho. Magar sach sach batana aapko aapke bete ki kasam hai. Aapka bhi mann chudwane ka karta hai naa.

Main – Ha karta hai, magar main aisa nahi kar sakti hu. Woh mera beta hai.

Vikram – Ruko aunty main aapko kuch dikhata hu.

Aur fir vikram ne mujhe video bheja. Aur video ke aate hi main use khol ke dekhne lagi. Video mein ek 40-45 saal ki moti sir aurat aapni taange failaye puri nangi leti hui thi. Aur ek 20-22 saal ladka video banate hue use chod raha tha. Aur woh aurat bol rahi thi.

Aurat – Ummm ummmm beta tu ye video kyu banata hai.

Ladka – Daro mat mummy. Video mein aapka chera nahi aa raha hai. Aap bas mere lund ka maza lo.

Aur ye baat bolke woh ladka tej tej dhakke lagane lagta hai. Video dekhkar aur us ladke aur uski maa ki baate sunkar meri chut geeli ho gayi thi. Fir main boli.

Main – Ye kiski video thi vikram.

Vikram – Ye bhi ek incest ladka hai aunty. Yahi Instagram par mila tha. Ye bhi aapni maa ko chodna chahta tha. To maine iski help kar di. Aur fir isne aapni maa ko mana liya. Tab se dono chudai ka aise hi maza lete hai.

Main – Matlab iski mummy maan gayi.

Vikram – Ha aunty maan gayi. Aapne video mein nahi dekha kitne maze se aapne bete ke lund se chudwa rahi thi.

Main – Ha woh to hai.

Vikram – Yahi to main aapko bhi samjha raha hu. Chudai ki jarurat harr aurat ko hoti hai. Isiliye kuch aurte bahar ka lund le leti hai. Aur kuch aurte aapna mann maarkar reh jati hai. Aur aapka bhi mann chudai ka karta hai. To aap aapne bete se chudai ka maza lo.

Aapko kahi bahar bhi nahi jana padega. Aur kisi ko is baat ka pata bhi chalega. Aapko ghar mein hi chudai ka maza milega. Aur agar aap ye sab naa bhi karo. To bhi ek naa ek din aapka beta aapki chudai kar hi dega.

Main – Nahi nahi ye baat to sochne bhar se mere hath pair thande ho gaye hai. Aapne bete ke samne ye main kaise kar paungi.

Vikram – Aapko kuch nahi karna hai aunty. Sab aapka beta hi karega. Aapko to use bas ye sab karne ke liye uksana hai.

Main – Main kuch samjhi nahi.

Aur fir vikram ne mujhe woh sab samjha diya. Aur uski baate sunke main puri tarah hil gayi.

Main – Kya mera beta sach mein ye sab karega?

Vikram – Bilkul karega aunty. Aapko ek suboot du.

Main – Kaisa saboot.

Vikram – Aap abhi penty pehne ho.

Main – Ha pehni hu.

Vikram – Bas aap aapni penty utar ke subha bathroom mein chhod dena. Aur fir jab aapka beta nahane jaye. To chup ke dekhna ki aapka beta aapko chodne ke liye kitna pagal hai. Kaash meri mummy bhi aap ki tarah maan jaye.

Main – Waise ek baat kahu. Jo video tumne bheji thi. Usmein to tumne pura lund aapni mummy ki chut mein daal diya tha. Kya tum shuru se aise hi aapni mummy ko chod rahe ho?

Vikram – Nahi nahi aunty shuru mein bas main mummy ko nanga karke maze leta tha. Ye to abhi kuch time pehle se main mummy ko aise chodne laga hu.

Main – Waise sach kahu jis tarah tum aapni mummy ko chod rahe ho. Aur uske bawjud bhi unhe kuch pata nahi chal raha hai. Ye thoda ajeeb lagta hai.

Vikram – Main kuch samjha nahi aunty. Aap kehna kya chahte ho?

Main – Jis tarah tum upar upar se aapni mummy ke badan se khel rahe the. Usmein to unhe kuch pata na chala ye samajh mein aata hai. Magar tumhara itna bada aur mota lund aapni chut mein leke bhi unhe kuch pata nahi chal raha hai. Ye baat kuch samajh nahi aati.

Vikram – Aunty agar unhe pata chal hota. To woh to mujhe maar maar bhoot bana deti. Magar unhone to aisa kuch nahi kiya.

Main – Bas yahi baat ajeeb hai. Tumhare jaise mota lund agar kisi bhi aurat ki chut mein jayega. To use pata chal hi jayega. Mujhe lagta hai. Tumhari maa janti hai ki tum unke sath kya karte ho.

Vikram – Sach kahu aunty, to shak to mujhe bhi hua tha. Magar mujhe laga shayad unhe Pata nahi chala hoga. Magar aapki baat sunne ke baad mujhe lagta hai ki mummy sab jaan gayi hai.

Main – Agar aisa hai tab to tumhara kaam ban jayega.

Vikram – Ha aunty and thanks ye mujhe batane ke liye. Waise bahut jald aap bhi aapne bete ke lund ka maza logi. Fir dekhna jaisi chudai woh aapki karega. Aise chudai kisi ne aapki nahi ki hogi.

Main – Chalo ab main chalti hu. Kal baat karte hai.

Vikram – Theek hai aunty. Aur aap bhi woh sab waise hi karna. Jaise maine aapko bataya hai.

Aur fir vikram se baat karke main leti leti uski baato ke bare mein sochne lagi. Vikram ne mujhe mere bete ko uksane ka tarika bataya tha. Aur us waqt main itni garam ho gayi thi ki sach mein aapne bete se chudwane ke bare mein sochne lagi.

Aur fir main leti leti incest rahul ki kahani padne lagi. Aur kahani padte padte maine aapni penty nikal di. Aur aapni chut ragadne lagi. Aur chut ko ragadte hue aapne bete ke bare mein sochne lagi.

Aaj se kuch din pehle tak main kabhi kabhi hi aapni chut ko ragadti thi. Magar jab se main maa bete ki chudai ki baate karne lagi thi. Tab se main harr roj aapni chut ko ragad rahi thi. Aur aaj to main aapne bete ko yaad karke aapni chut ko ragad rahi thi.

Aur fir kuch hi der chut ragadne ke baad mera pani nikal gaya. Aur main bed par leti leti hafne lagi. Aur fir main aise hi lete lete so gayi.

He was watching a movie alone as she had gone out to a colleague’s wedding. The sound of the door opening made him look away from the TV. She entered the house in a new black and white saree she had recently bought for the wedding. It was the first time he saw her in it.

She bent down to remove her sandals and put on her house slippers, and her open hair fell forward from the side. The black and white of the saree, her black hair, and the warm light from the LED made her face and skin glow. She stood up, threw him a smile, and walked toward the bedroom. His eyes followed her as she passed him.

She had pulled her hair back and was trying to tie it into a knot on top of her head. When she lifted her hands, he could see her bust more clearly. His eyes moved down to her hips as they swayed slightly from side to side. She entered the room and pulled the door, but it did not close properly.

He could see her sitting on the bench in front of the vanity mirror. It was a full-length mirror with cupboards, shelves, and drawers on the sides. The light around the mirror made her look radiant, and the white of her saree only accentuated it. She could see him looking at her in the mirror, smiling to herself.

She knew how to make him want her. She had dressed how he liked: a simple saree, loose hair, and minimal jewelry. He liked it when she twisted her hair into a bun, which she had done, making sure he saw it. She could see that he was still staring at her.

She started removing her jewelry, not in a hurry. She wanted him to come to her. He stood there, watching her movements as she removed her bangles and earrings. His gaze dropped lower as he saw the strings at the back of her blouse. They seemed to be tied a little tight.

He wanted to go and untie them, to free her. His eyes moved lower to her waist, peeking from the side. He had a sudden urge to squeeze, pinch, and bite her. And he took a step forward. She saw him coming toward her. His gaze was focused somewhere else — was he looking at her back, her waist, or her ass? She couldn’t tell.

As he came near, she moved her hands to the back to untie the strings holding her blouse in place, which made her stretch forward. The movement made him look up. He could see her chest moving forward, her cleavage slightly visible behind the saree. As she tried to reach the strings, he came closer and sat beside her with his back to the mirror.

He ran his fingers along the string until he reached the knot and pulled at it. As he loosened the knot, he could see the impressions the string had left on her skin. He ran his fingers along those marks, started pulling the string out of the loops, and brought his face closer to her back. She could feel his breath on her back, getting hotter as he slowly moved closer.

And then she felt them — his lips against her skin. She could feel his lips along her skin. His hands went to the hook holding the blouse together. He unhooked it, exposing her back. As his kisses grew wetter on her back, he moved to sit behind her, placing his legs on either side of her.

He moved up and started kissing the back of her neck, one hand around her neck and the other pulling her back into him. As she slid back into him, she could feel his skin on her now bare back. She didn’t realize when he had removed his t-shirt. He felt warm against her smooth skin, and his chest hairs sent a slight tickle.

With his hand moving from her neck to her chin, she pushed her face to the side and placed a kiss where the neck meets the collarbone. He started moving up along the nape of her neck, placing kisses that sent shivers through her, until he reached his ear. He kissed the back of his ear and traced his tongue along the outer edge.

He took her earlobe in his mouth and nibbled on it. The hand on her waist was massaging her navel, moving up toward her chest in circles. He had reached just below the bottom of her breasts when she took hold of his hand to stop him. He didn’t force her. He took his hand away, brought it to her shoulder, and slowly slid the blouse off, moving his lips from one side of her neck to the other.

He could still smell the perfume she had applied earlier, and her hair had a flowery scent. Even with all these scents, he could smell her. As he slid the blouse off her shoulders, she held the saree pallu in place, covering her bosom. The bra was still in place underneath the saree and was visible through the light material.

In the mirror, he could see the rise and fall of her chest. He could see her red satin bra. As he continued to kiss her shoulder, he moved the straps of her bra off her shoulders. The bra stayed in place due to the clasp in the back, while the straps hung to the side. He ran his hands over her almost bare back, which still had the bra strap and the saree.

He didn’t move the saree but went under it and started placing kisses on her spine, between her shoulder blades. He moved his hands to her waist and grabbed her. She could feel her breath growing faster and deeper. She moved back into him, her ass grazing him. She could feel him, semi-hard.

She started grinding slowly into him, making him harder. She could feel him growing between her cheeks. As she moved, he started moving his hands back up near her bra hook and unclasped it. This made the bra slide down as she moved her hands out of the straps. He took hold of the blouse and bra in her lap and placed them on the table.

As he kissed the back of her neck, he could see her brown nipples behind the fabric. He moved his hands down to her waist and onto her navel, moving them in circles. He slowly moved his hands up and with his thumb traced the bottom of her breasts lightly. She let out a sigh and tilted her head back.

He could see that her eyes were half-closed. He was watching himself and her in the mirror. He brought his hands up and cupped her breasts over the saree with both hands, starting to squeeze them. Her tilted head turned to the side toward him, and she kissed him on the side of his head.

As he continued to press her breasts, he moved his lips along her neck. He could feel her breath on his cheek. She was now breathing through her mouth as well, gulping to wet her dry throat once in a while. He could hear her sigh in between. He brought his mouth close to hers and stopped there.

Her breath was coming hot and fast. He moved closer and stopped. He waited for her. She opened her eyes to see why he had stopped. She looked him in the eye and could see his playful gaze. When she moved her head back to meet his lips, he pulled back a little playfully. He could see the desire in her eyes.

She moved again, and this time he didn’t pull back. Her lips met his. They had gone dry due to the breathing, but not for long as he opened his mouth and took them in. She moved a little to the side, turning herself toward him to get more access. He turned toward her as well.

She put one arm around his neck and the other hand in his hair, pulling him in and pushing her tongue into his mouth. He opened his lips, and he could taste her. He sucked on her tongue, swallowing her saliva. The arm around his neck moved down to his back, her nails digging into his skin. Her kiss was deep and frantic, her breath ragged.

She pulled away and stood up, catching her breath. The saree was still draped around her, the pallu covering her breasts. She was standing between his legs, her thighs touching his. She was looking down at him. Her breathing made her chest move up and down. He raised his hands and cupped her breasts again, this time running his thumb over her nipples in circles and then side to side.

Her body was reacting to his touch. She let out a hiss as her nipples perked up, hard. Every pass of the thumb over the nipple sent a jolt through her. He slowly pulled the pallu, draped over her shoulder, down. Her silky-smooth skin offered no resistance as it came down, revealing her nakedness.

He took a few moments to admire her. He had seen her breasts many times, but every time was like the first time. He continued to trace his fingers on the sides and then to the underside of her breasts. He felt and saw goosebumps forming on her skin. He took her left nipple between his thumb and index finger and gave it a slight squeeze.

She let out a slight moan and placed her hands on either side of his face, pulling him forward. She wanted to feel his lips on her nipples, wanted the warmth of his mouth around them. He didn’t disappoint. He dove forward, engulfing her right nipple with his mouth as he played with the left one between his fingers. While his tongue rolled over the nipple in his mouth, his fingers did the same with the other one. He started to suck on it.

He had always dreamed of drinking milk from her breast like a child. That would take some time; for now, he was satisfied with just sucking her. She put her hand on the back of his head and pressed him forward, urging him to take more of her. His facial hair was tickling the skin of her breasts.

Her brain was confused as to how to react. The pleasure made her moan, while the tickling sensation made her laugh, which came out as gasps. He moved his mouth to the other breast, repeating the process. His hands had wrapped around her, playing with her now completely naked back. He was grabbing onto her, pulling her in tightly.

He couldn’t resist taking the nipple between his teeth and biting, which made her cry out both in pleasure and pain. When he moved back, her breasts were wet, covered in his saliva. He pushed her back a little and took hold of the pleats of her saree, pulling. There was some resistance as they did not come out.

She knew the problem and directed him to the pin holding them in place. He unclasped the pin, pulled it out, and tugged at the pleats, which gave way, and the saree fell to the floor around her ankles. Then he pulled on the string holding her petticoat at the waist. It slid down the length of her legs and fell on top of the saree.

She was standing there in front of him, completely naked but for the red satin lace panty. He could see that the color was darker in one place. He placed his hand on it and felt the wet spot. He could see her back in the mirror. The panty barely covered her ass, and her white skin only made the red look brighter.

He turned her around, took her butt cheek into his mouth, and placed a small bite. When he pulled back, he could see the impression of his teeth on her skin. For some reason, she felt shy looking at herself naked in the mirror and blushed. And when he took hold of her panties and slid them down, her face turned crimson.

She knew he had seen her naked before, but this time it felt a little different. He rubbed his hands on the cheeks of her ass and pressed them. Where he had left his teeth marks, he gave a small, light spank, making the blood flow to that area and turning it red. The spank made her jump slightly, and she let out a gasp.

He stood up behind her and pressed himself into her. She could feel him poking into her. She immediately turned around and could see a tent in his shorts. She reached down and took hold of him over his shorts, which made him let out a small gasp. She was looking into his eyes.

Her grip was making him harder. He leaned down to kiss her; it was her turn to tease him, and she pulled her head back just out of reach. She could see the burn in his eyes, and immediately he grabbed her by her ass and pulled her close. Her hand, along with his hard penis, was crushed between them.

His hunger for her was increasing as he continued to kiss her. She could feel herself dripping. Once he let her go, she dropped down to her knees, took hold of the elastic band of his shorts, and pulled them down, releasing him from his confines. She wrapped her hand around it; the skin felt smooth.

He had cleaned himself up. The lack of hair made it look bigger. He wasn’t big, but that didn’t mean he was small either. He always felt right inside her. As she was holding him, she looked up. He was looking back at her. She knew what he wanted, and she wanted it too.

She had always liked the feel of him between her lips, be it the lips of her mouth or the lips of her vagina. But she was making him wait. During the kiss, they had changed position. Now the mirror was on the side. She could see herself as she started moving her hand over his shaft.

She was close to the tip, and her breath was caressing it. His legs trembled a little, and he placed a hand on the side table to steady himself. The anticipation was killing him. He wanted her to take it in. He held her hair and pulled her face forward. She had anticipated this and opened her mouth to give him access.

But what she hadn’t anticipated was the force. He pushed himself into her with such force that his penis hit the back of her throat, and she choked a little. Hearing her choke, he pulled back a little. But she held onto him and didn’t let him out. And then she started moving her head.

He started to moan, whispering her name. She looked to the side in the mirror. She could see him arching forward, his hand holding onto her bun on top of her head. She was seeing herself in action for the first time. It felt like an out-of-body experience, but she was very much there with him.

She varied her pace between fast and slow, long and deep. She twirled her tongue along the underside of his dick. She would loosen her cheeks while taking him in but suck them in while moving back. His legs began to tremble; he knew he was close. He pulled her up.

The bed was close by; it would take him a couple of seconds to carry her there, but he didn’t want to waste any time. He turned her around and bent her over the bench in front of the mirror, lining himself up against her. He rubbed his dick along the length of her pussy lips but did not enter her.

She had closed her eyes to feel him enter her, and when he didn’t, she opened her eyes and saw him in the mirror. He was waiting for her to look at him. He could see her pleading with her eyes. As he traced the tip of his hard dick along her vagina, he could feel her warmth and wetness on it.

He knew she was ready, and the look in her eyes confirmed it. He held onto her waist with one hand and held himself with the other as he pushed forward slowly, guiding himself into her. It was only then he realized how wet she was, as he entered her without any restriction.

With each push, her creamy, juicy vagina took more and more of him in. He started sliding in and out of her, holding on to her with both hands. With every jerk, she felt him go deeper into her. She felt as if he had grown, felt like he had never gone this deep.

He was looking into her eyes in the mirror, and she was looking back. He wanted to stop for a few seconds, knowing he was close, but she was moaning his name, urging him on to go deeper, which only egged him on. He couldn’t stop himself even if he wanted to.

He was becoming breathless, his pace increased, he was close to the verge, and she felt it. She tightened herself around him. That only pushed his ecstasy further as he could feel himself releasing into her. She could feel the first squirt of his semen hit her cervix and then another.

She was sucking his semen out, tightening and loosening her vaginal walls around him. After a few jerks, he was spent. His balls felt empty, and his heart felt full. He fell on top of her as he tried to catch his breath. His face was beside hers, and she kissed him on his cheek.

He felt himself shrinking inside her and then felt himself leave her warmth. He pulled back and stood up. When she stood straight, he could see some of his cum seeping out of her vagina. A couple of drops fell on the saree that was crumpled at their feet. She rushed into the bathroom, and he followed her.

As she entered the bath, she took a paper towel to clean herself. He grabbed the towel from her hand and knelt in front of her. He moved closer and could smell her, but he could also smell his cum. He made her put one leg up and started to clean her.

The mixture of her creamy juice and his semen made the tissue wet. Yet more started to come out. He took one more and wiped her clean, but still, he could see more of the mixture of their juices trickle out. He was surprised by this. He wanted to clean her properly, so he pushed a finger inside her, and when he pulled it out, he saw that it was really creamy and sticky.

He wiped his finger and this time inserted two fingers into her. He curved his fingers to pull the mixture out. He could feel it running down his palm. She was looking at him intently, watching what he was doing, but the movement of his fingers inside her was only making her wetter. She started to moan and move her hips.

Seeing this, he understood what he was doing to her. He moved his face close to her vagina and looked at her opening. She shivered a little and gasped. He started running his tongue along the length of her lips and kissing her inner thighs. With every kiss, he could feel her trembling.

He moved in closer, placed her thigh on his shoulder, and used his mouth, lips, and tongue to tease her clit. He continued sucking on it. He was also biting her on the deep inner thigh. What he was tasting and smelling was something new. Earlier it was only her, but this time his seed was also mixed with it.

As he continued, she had a sudden urge. She wanted him inside her when she came, so she pulled back. He was a little surprised by her action. As he went toward her, she leaned back against the wall, waiting for him to come and take her. Her gaze went down between his legs.

He was not fully erect. When he came close to her, she offered him her breasts, and he accepted. As he suckled on her tits, she grabbed hold of him between his legs and started moving her hand along his length. He started gasping in between his suckling.

She could feel him grow in length and girth in her hand. Once she knew he was hard enough, she pulled him to enter her, guiding him to her opening. Still sucking on her nipples, he lifted her as she placed him at the entrance, and he gave a push. With a squelching sound, he entered her.

He was fully inside her in one thrust, and she bit into his shoulder to stop herself from squealing. His hands were under her ass, supporting her weight, while she had wrapped her arms around his neck. As he continued to thrust up, he started kissing her again. They were breathing into each other’s mouths.

Carrying her weight and also thrusting into her, he was exerting himself, grunting into her. She had no way to hold on but to grab onto him. Her nails dug into his back. One nail broke his skin, drawing blood. He was too into her to notice. He started sweating, his face and chest dripping.

He was getting tired, but his body wouldn’t stop, couldn’t stop. He continued to move in and out of her. He was sucking on her, biting her, marking his territory. She could feel him inside her, and she could feel the pressure building inside. Her gasps became deeper, and she started kissing and biting on his neck.

The only sound in the room was of them breathing heavily and moving in unison. He could feel the grip of her walls around him. He knew she was close, and that increased his energy. He increased his thrusting, and she could feel him going deeper.

She was holding on to him, calling his name, screaming into his mouth. And then he felt what he had been hoping for: her shiver, her convulsions. He felt himself getting wetter, his movements inside her becoming easier and faster due to the extra lubrication from her orgasm.

And finally, he could feel himself shooting into her, filling her a second time. They stood there like that for a few seconds, their hearts beating in perfect rhythm, their breaths slowly returning to normal. She was covered in his sweat on top, while her cum mixed with his was running down her thighs.

With a flick of his finger, he turned on the shower. As the warm water hit their hot bodies, it washed away the remnants of the night, leaving just the memory behind in their minds.

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Hello, fellow ISS readers. I am back to writing stories after a really long time. This story revolves around me as the protagonist, and other characters shall come and go as the story progresses. For the story to have the POV of both male and female characters, I will try to write most parts in third person.

Monika was thirty-four, five-foot-three, and weighed about 160 pounds. Her porcelain skin contrasted beautifully with her long, straight black hair that flowed to her waist. Her deep brown eyes carried a quiet depth, the kind that told stories of both joy and heartbreak.

Regular gym visits had given her a fit, sculpted posture. She was slimmer at the waist, with stronger thighs that spoke of discipline and resilience.

Born in Himachal Pradesh, India, Monika moved to the United States when she was very young. She grew up in Delaware, where her parents held firmly to their Indian roots and values. Monika, however, was always the family rebel—trying to balance those traditions with the culture she’d grown up in.

Every year, she visited India with her parents. After finishing college, she worked for a few years as a teacher in a state-sponsored school in Wilmington. Then, her parents found a match for her in Rajasthan, India—a young man from a respected Rajput family.

The family appeared modern and open-minded, and Monika, though uncertain, decided to go along with the proposal. The first few months after the wedding were blissful. But after a year, the whispers began. Her in-laws, relatives, and even neighbours started to hint and gossip about her not having a child.

The pressure grew unbearable. Monika and her husband tried everything—every possible conventional and unconventional method—to conceive. But after a year of disappointment, the truth came crashing down. The doctor’s report was final: Monika could never become a mother.

The news shattered her. Her in-laws, unable to accept it, began to turn cold and cruel. They wanted their only son’s lineage to continue, and slowly, they poisoned her husband’s mind. Arguments followed—bitter, ugly, relentless. Eventually, the marriage collapsed under the weight of blame and humiliation.

Monika returned to her parents’ home in Wilmington, her heart heavy with shame and grief. Her parents knew little of the truth. They had only heard of the constant quarrels. They were disappointed, unable to understand why their daughter’s marriage had failed.

The local South Asian community—Indians, Pakistanis, Bangladeshis—fed on gossip. Questions, stares, and whispers followed her everywhere. Her parents’ home, once her refuge, became suffocating.

Determined to start over, Monika decided to take up teaching again. She wanted to move far away—somewhere no one knew her, somewhere she wouldn’t be judged. The idea frightened her, but the thought of staying was worse.

After months of searching, she found a position at a state-owned boys’ school near Myrtle Beach, South Carolina. The school primarily served the African American community around Atlantic Beach.

Monika hesitated. She had heard unsettling stories about the neighbourhood—stories passed around by the same gossipy circles that had once destroyed her peace. But she told herself not to judge, not this time.

Her joining date approached quickly, and she began hunting for an apartment. Everything within her budget was in or near Atlantic Beach—right in the heart of the community she’d been warned about. Still, she wanted to be practical.

Then she came across Mike. Mike was a local property broker (at least Monika thought so). His profile picture showed a bald, middle-aged man with a dark ebony complexion, a grey beard, and kind but serious eyes. When Monika mentioned her situation and the school she was joining, Mike’s tone changed.

He told her that his son attended that same school—and that she would likely be teaching him. Mike was warm and courteous, his voice calm and genuine. Monika assumed it was because she’d be his son’s teacher.

He mentioned he had a small studio apartment just outside the main neighbourhood that he used for storage. The rent was reasonable—almost too reasonable—and he promised to have it cleaned and ready before her arrival.

For the first time in a long while, Monika felt a flicker of luck. She agreed, grateful and nervous all at once.

For the first time in her life, she had arranged everything on her own—a job, a new city, and a place to live. As the day of departure drew near, she felt the fear in her chest soften into something else.

Something like hope.

On the day Monika was supposed to come, as she landed in Myrtle Beach Airport, she informed Mike about her arrival and asked for his address to come pick up the keys and sign the agreement, and stuff. After noting down the address, she took a cab to the address that Mike had given her.

As she reached the place, she was a little nervous and excited too about being out on her own for the first time in her life. She had not even informed her parents where she was going.

She had only left them a note saying she had found a job in a different state and not to search for her. She would just be writing to them from time to time.

Mike was a 56-year-old man, African American, with Deep ebony skin tone, a bit chubby but really tall, around 6ft 10in tall. He was bald but had a beard which had turned patchy grey, and thick lips. His skin seemed pretty thick on his face, too, with patches of fat on his face as well.

He had a very intimidating presence until he spoke, at least for the start of the story. He spoke in a light and kind tone in the beginning few months. He was a little mysterious. I just thought he liked to be reserved and never shared much about himself.

Jason, Mike’s son, is a 19-year-old boy in his senior year in high school (which is equivalent to 12th grade in India). He was tall like his father, almost 6ft 3in. However, unlike his father, he was skinny, had black hair styled in a round afro and mid taper fade style.

He had this young energy around him, freely talking and selecting his words carefully as if there was a motive behind.

Coming back to the story. Monika reached the address that Mike had given her. She double checked it while clumsily dragging her two luggage bags to the door. She rang the doorbell, hoping to be at the right place.

After a minute or so, she saw a huge dark man in a baggy jean and a t-shirt open the door, his head almost hitting the top of the entrance door. Monika stood there, wearing a white shoe. A white sleeveless crop top showing off her flat abdomen and stretched belly button, and a denim jacket.

A denim cargo that doesn’t totally stick to her legs. But just enough for the imagination to figure out the curve beneath. Both their eyes lingered over each other more than they should have. Monika, realising so, got a little hassled and just broke eye contact.

She said, “Umm.. Hi Mike, right?” Hearing Monika speak, Mike came to his senses as well and, with a smile, said, “Oh yes, and you must be Monika. Please come in,” He said as he moved a bit and called a name, Jason. At which a skinny, tall boy came to the door.

Mike signalled him to get Monika’s bags in. As Jason came to help, Monika helped with one of the bags, and just smiled at him a little awkwardly as she saw him looking at her a bit weirdly, as if he hadn’t seen a woman before.

As we came in, Mike said to Jason, “Kid, she’s Miss Monika, and she is the new teacher at your school and our new tenant at the studio apartment.” As Monika listened to Mike giving her introduction, she stood patiently.

She watched as Jason greeted her with a smile, “Hello Miss Monika,” to which she replied, “Hello Jason…And it’s just Monika.” Just then, Mike interrupts, saying, “Jason, go get water for Monik.” Then he turns to me as Jason leaves and adds, “Her, your agreement, and keys.”

He hands over the papers and keys to me as his fingers brush a little against mine. Unbothered by the touch, I read through the agreement and signed it. After Jason returned, I drank some water. I was about to leave. Mike asked Jason to help me with the bags and show me my apartment.

Monika and Jason left for her apartment and walked through the streets, usually deserted at this time in the evening, as it was at the edge of the neighbourhood. We finally reached the apartment.

Monika stepped into her new studio apartment, the keys still warm in her hand, a mix of excitement and apprehension swirling in her chest. The space was hers now, a fresh start in a city that had always felt both intimidating and alluring.

She crossed the couch, took off her denim jacket and sat there in her white sleeveless crop top. Her white skin shining on her arms, shoulders, and waist, she signalled Jason to sit as well. Jason walked up to her and sat beside her on the couch.

His lanky frame filled the space with an innocent charm that belied the intensity of his gaze on her. Jason’s eyes, a deep shade of brown, roamed over her curves with an audacity that made her shift uncomfortably. Monika’s top gave away a good amount of her cleavage.

She now wondered if it had been a mistake to remove the jacket. “So, this is your place,” Jason said, his voice low and husky, carrying a hint of youthful confidence. “It’s nice, you’re going to love it here,” he murmured, his scent – a mix of youthful sweat and cologne-filling her senses.

Monika forced a smile, her heart pounding in her chest. “Thanks for showing me around,” she replied. Her voice was soft, unaware of the ideas Jason was brewing in his mind. Monika felt a pang of sympathy for the boy, so young and clearly missing her mother.

Mike had informed her, during their chats earlier, that his wife had passed away a few years back. “You’ve been a big help.” Jason’s smile was disarmingly sweet and innocent, easing off the tension brewing in Monika, as he said, “Anything for you, Monika?”

Monika now relaxed with the consciousness and tension in her fading away, and accepting Jason more as a curious, innocent young boy who has missed his mother growing up. Her mind even started to build a soft sympathy corner for Jason.

“So, Jason, how’s school? And how far is it from here? What’s the best way to commute?”

Jason, now more focused on the conversation than on Monika’s body, replied, “OH, well, it has been boring at school, but I think it will be fun now that I have a sweet teacher like you. What courses are you taking up? It’s about 30 30-minute drive from here, if you have your own transport, or you could take the bus in the morning.”

Monika laughed and replied, “Hahaha, I hope I can make school fun and interesting for you. Well, I have been asked to take up Physical Education and Dance under the Fine Arts elective. Oh, I don’t have a vehicle of my own yet. Maybe I would take the bus, and sure it would be easier for me if you showed me the routes for the first few days,” Monika said, being grateful that Jason offered to help on his own.

They chatted for a bit, and Monika suggested, “It’s already late, and I should get to unpacking my luggage, don’t want to be getting up late tomorrow on my first day.” She got up from the couch and started to unzip her bags near the wardrobe.

While bending, she gave away her peachy ass shape to Jason’s view. He was mesmerised now, not being able to control himself much, and blood rushing in his crotch giving him a semi-hardon. Jason hoped to be around a little longer, as he couldn’t just get enough of looking at Monika’s body.

He had never been out of his neighbourhood much. Although he had been with girls, Monika, a fair Indian woman, seemed like a trophy to him now. He was calculated and not trying to be hasty around her, and walked up to her and said, “Oh, let me help you, get this done quicker then.”

Monika was surprised when Jason offered to help and thought to herself, “How sweet this kid is and how lucky I am to have met such nice and kind people.”

Although she appreciated the help, she humbly replied, “Aww, dear, thanks for the help, but I will manage. I don’t want you to do so much of my work already, after all, I am supposed to be the fun teacher, right?” She laughed and said, trying to be grateful and humble yet keeping a lighter tone to the conversation.

Jason, wanting to stay a little longer, said, “Oh, this is nothing. Why don’t you get fresh, and I can get done with arranging these in no time?”

Monika noticed that Jason insisted again, and she didn’t want to be rude to the boy, so she just smiled and said, “Umm… ok if you say so… But don’t blame me later for making you work so much.”

She said and took a comfortable set of night wear (a pink sleeveless crop top and matching shorts) and a towel, and went to the attached washroom to take a bath.

Jason was glad that he could stay longer with Monika. He said, “Haha, don’t take me for a complaining kid either,” he said. He admired the perfectly shaped silhouette of Monika walking into the washroom.

Monika noticed the latch of the washroom was jammed and couldn’t latch the door. So, she thought to bring it up to Mike later, and just closed the door without latching. I just thought to wash her body a little rather than having a complete bath.

So, she undressed herself into the white lingerie she was wearing beneath and started to wash her arms and legs. Hardly did she know that the door had parted a little behind her. As Monika went to the washroom, Jason continued to arrange Monika’s wardrobe.

This was the first time he was looking at a girl’s wardrobe. He was fairly surprised by Monika’s fashion sense, and even in disbelief that some of those clothes would fit Monika. His surprise turned into excitement when he opened Monika’s second bag.

He saw her huge collection of lingerie, bikinis, and swimsuits. He even imagined watching Monika in those swimsuits in his mind, which gave him a big, hard-on.

He was a little nervous too, so he just looked back to check if Monika was still in the bath, to his amazement and luck. What he saw was much more than he was already imagining.

As Jason noticed, the washroom door was a little ajar —just ajar enough. He could see glimpses of Monika, too. He got really excited, and his heart throbbed at the moment he was in; the reckless teenage mind got into play.

Although nervous, the teenage curiosity got the better of him. He slowly moved near the washroom and started to peek in without making a noise. He saw Monika there in her white bikini, her voluptuous body wet and gleaming under the light.

Monika was the definition of a perfect woman in Jason’s mind. He couldn’t help but rub his already hard cock while taking in the view he was getting. And for some reason, he wanted to masturbate to her later when he got home, so he took out his phone and started to record and click her pictures in that condition.

After a bit, he rushed back to arranging the wardrobe and even sneaked one of Monika’s bikinis into his pockets. As Monika finished, she changed into the nightdress, the top was fitted to her, comfortable yet giving a good view of her waistline, and navel with a piercing.

On top, it just had enough depth to give enough view of her cleavage to let the imagination do the rest. Her shorts fit well around her big ass and thighs. He ended where her thighs start to curve for her ass cheeks, in a teasing manner.
Monika came out and saw Jason standing at the door as if he were in a hurry.

She saw that he had already arranged the wardrobe, at which she was surprised by his speed and said, “Oh, it seems like you are quite experienced in arranging wardrobes, haha.” and walked back to the couch and towards Jason and asked, “What’s the matter? Are you in a hurry?”

Jason was a little nervous about sneaking Monika’s bikini, having a big hardon which he was trying to hide. His testosterone was going on a high with the view he just had. To make it worse, the short nightdress Monika was wearing was teasing enough for him to get even more excited.

But he didn’t want to be reckless and knew if he stayed longer, he might do something stupid. So, he said, “Oh no, there were hardly any clothes. And yes, Dad called, he had some work.”

Monika smiled and thought what a sweet kid Jason was. I  had an impression that he was raised right by his dad. So a bit impressed, she smiled and said, “Oh, ok, just one thing, can you tell me what time I have to be ready for the bus tomorrow morning, and from where I would need to board it?”

Jason thought a little and his mind conjured a plan on the go for tomorrow to get a little closer to Monika, and he said, “Oh, you’ll be ready by 8 AM. I will show you the routes tomorrow.” Jason hoped to be around Monika already.

It was like being around Monika had filled his head with constant dopamine, and he wanted it more and more. Monika got a little relaxed and happy too that Jason offered, and said, “Oh, that would be great.” She was filled with gratefulness for the warm behaviour of Jason.

She was thankful for all the help he offered on his own, making this transition in her life, which seemed scary, a little smoother. Hence, as a gesture of gratitude, she stepped closer to him and stretched her arms, leaning into him and gave a formal hug to Jason.

She said, “ See you tomorrow, then, Jason, and thank you so much for all the help. I really appreciate it.” And she parted with a smile.

Jason, nervous still, itching just to get away, knowing he didn’t want to be reckless yet. He wasn’t really ready or even expected the hug when Monika hugged him. His body even shook a little in surprise as Monika leaned onto him.

It was just a little out of the box for even Jason. He was really touchy and direct with the girls around him, but not Monika. As she parted, he realised how nervous he was and didn’t even hug her back when she did.

But this somehow let his extroverted personality, which was cautious around Monika, come over him a bit. He responded, “Oh, that’s not a big deal, especially if I would get a hug from a beautiful lady for helping.” He waited to see how Monika would react.

Monika understood the stiffness in Jason’s body when she first hugged him. She took it as the teenage nervousness of being around a woman, but it was normal for her to hug someone casually. So, to relax Jason a bit and be friendly with him, considering how kind and good he has been with him.

She said a little blushing on the cheeky compliment, “Aww, dear, haha, sure.” This time, she hugged Jason more freely and more than a formal hug just to be friendly with him. Jason was surprised to see Monika offering herself for another hug.

He thought to himself, “Looks like she liked the hug herself.” So the extroverted Jason, now in his actual character, hugged her back. His arms reach around her back, and one of the arms rests on the back of her waistline. His big dark hand was resting on her bare waist just above the fabric of her shorts.

He noticed how soft Monika’s skin was and how full her body felt in his arms. The feeling of Monika’s breast, big yet soft enough, pressed on his lower chest. All this made Jason’s cock pulse a little more in his shorts. He just thought Monika might have felt it too, so he just parted the hug.

Monika felt Jason leaning a bit this time for the hug. He was a bit tall for her, and so she tiptoed into the hug too. She could feel Jason being much more confident this time. His hands felt a little rough, but his body was firm against hers.

Just then, she felt like Jason’s hard-on jerked a bit in his shorts and poked a little on her tummy. She was surprised at it and nervous; she parted the hug too. She didn’t want to react awkwardly and said, “Goodnight, Jason.” As he left, she closed the door.

She thought for a moment about his hardon, which she felt. She justified it as normal for a teenage boy. He is a nice kid, but it’s only natural for the body to react, and his intentions seemed fine.

So what plan has Jason thought of for tomorrow to get close to Monika, why he took the bikini, why he took the pics of her in the washroom? I shall disclose in the next part.

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Fir subha main aapne time se uth gayi. Aur aapni panty pehan ke fresh hone chali gayi. Raat mein aapne bete se chudwane ke khayal se main aapni chut ragad rahi thi. Magar aaj subha main pure hosh mein thi.

Main bar bar yahi soch rahi thi ki kya aapne bete ke sath ye sab karna sahi hai. Main yahi sab soch rahi thi ki tabhi mujhe Vikram ki woh panty wali baat yaad aa gayi. Main bhi dekhna chahti thi ki kya sach mein mera beta meri panty se khelta hai.

Fir maine aapni panty nikal ke huk par tang di. Main fresh hoke ghar ke kaam karne lagi. Ghar ke kaam karke jab main aapne bete ko uthane pahuchi. To maine dekha mera beta hamesha ki tarah sirf underwear mein so raha tha.

Aur uska lund uske underwear mein pura khada hua tha. Uska khada lund dekhkar main samajh gayi ki mera beta jaag raha hai. Aur woh mujhe aapna lund dikha raha hai. Main bhi khadi khadi uske lund ko dekh rahi thi. Fir main uske pass gayi.

Aur use utha diya. Mera beta uthte hi smile karte hue mujhe dekhne laga. Fir main bahar aa gayi. Aur uske liye nasta banane lagi. Tab tak mera beta toilet ho aaya. Fir jaise hi woh nahane ke liye bathroom mein gaya.

Tabhi main bhi uske peeche peeche bathroom ke pass pauchu gayi. Hamara bathroom ka darwaja fibre sheet ka bana hua hai. Jo kafi purana hai. Jiski wajah se usmein 2-3 hole bhi ho gaye hai. Jisse kisi ko koi farak nahi padta hai.

Fir bathroom ke pass pauch ke jaise hi maine ek hole se ander dekha. To meri aankhe badi ho gayi. Ander mera beta pura nanga khada hua tha. Aur woh meri panty ko leke aage aur peeche karke dekh raha tha.

Fir usne meri panty ke chut wale hisse ko dekha. Aur turant use aapni naak se laga liya. Fir meri panty ko sunghte hue usne aapna lund pakda. Aur use aage peeche karne laga.

Aaj pehli bar main aapne bete ke lund ko nanga dekh rahi thi. Mere bete ka lund 6 sade 6 inch lamba tha. Magar uske lund ki motai sade 3-4 inch ke aas pass lag rahi thi. Mere bete ki lund ki motai bilkul Vikram ke lund ke jaise thi.

Mera beta kabhi meri panty ko sunghta to kabhi use aapne lund par ragadne lagta. Aapne bete ko dekhkar mujhe aaj pata chal raha tha ki mera beta mujhe chodne ke liye kitna pagal hai. Woh aapni hi duniya mein khoya hua tha.

Main use ye sab karte dekh rahi thi. Meri panty ko sunghte hue woh jaldi jaldi aapna lund aage peeche karne laga. Aur kuch hi der baad uska pani nikalne laga. Jise usne neeche gira diya. Aur tabhi main jaldi se kitchen mein aa gayi.

Fir se uske liye nasta banane lagi. Magar ab mere dimag mein aapne bete ka mota lund ghum raha tha. Mujhe bar bar aapne bete ka bina baalo wala mota lund dikhayi de raha tha. Main uske lund ke bare mein soch rahi thi.

Ki tabhi mera beta tayar hoke aa gaya. Aur kitchen mein aate hi usne meri kamar ko pakad liya. Aur bola.

Mera beta – Kya hua mummy? Kaha khoyi hui ho aap.

Main – Main kaha khoyi hui hu beta. Main to tere liye nasta bana rahi hu.

Mera beta – Maine aapko 2 bar awaaj di. Magar aapne koi jawab nahi diya. Isiliye maine pucha.

Ab main aapne bete ko kya batati ki main uske hi lund ke bare mein soch rahi thi. Jo woh meri gaand par laga raha tha. Mera beta meri kamar ko aapne hath se halke halke sehla raha tha. Aur uske lund ka ahsas mujhe aapni gaand par ho raha tha.

Fir maine aapne bete ko nasta nikal ke de diya. Jise khake woh college chala gaya. Main sara kaam karke kamre mein aa gayi. Aur letkar aapne bete ke bare mein sochne lagi. Vikram bilkul sahi keh raha tha. Mera beta mere liye bilkul pagal hai.

Kis tarah woh meri gandi panty ko sungh raha tha. Aur use sunghte hue aapna lund hila raha tha. Aisa pagalpan maine aaj tak nahi dekha tha. Main leti leti aapne bete ke bare mein hi soch rahi thi. Fir maine aapni id login kar li. Aur turant Vikram ko message kar diya.

Main – Hello, kaise ho?

Vikram – Main theek hu aunty. Aap kaise ho.

Main – Main bhi theek hu.

Vikram – Fir aunty aapne kuch kiya. Jaise maine kaha tha ya nahi.

Main – Nahi nahi maine abhi waise kuch nahi kiya.

Vikram – Kyu aunty? Kya aapka mann chudwane ka nahi hai?

Main – Hai, magar woh mera beta hai.

Vikram – Beta to hai aunty. Magar chodna to woh bhi aapko chahta hai.

Main – Ha woh to main janti hu. Magar maine use aise nazar se kabhi nahi dekha. Aur woh jaise bhi ho. Hai to mera beta hi. Isiliye mujhe ye sab thoda ajeeb lag raha hai.

Vikram – Bete ke sath sath woh ek mard bhi hai aunty. Jo ye baat janta hai ki aap maa ke sath sath ek aurat bhi ho. Jisko jismani sukh ki jarurat hai. Jo aapke pati aapko nahi de pate hai. Waise aaj aapne aapni panty rakhi thi bathroom mein.

Main – Ha rakhi thi.

Vikram – To fir kya dekha aapne.

Main – Tumne bilkul sahi kaha tha Vikram. Mera beta paglo ki tarah meri panty ko sungh raha tha. Aur meri chut wale hisse ko aapne lund par ragad raha tha. Aur use sunghte hue aapna lund hila raha tha.

Vikram – Woh to hona hi tha aunty. Harr incest ladka aisa hi karta hai. Waise aapne apne bete ka lund dekha.

Main – Ha dekha.

Vikram – Kaisa laga aapko.

Main – Aacha tha.

Vikram – Aapke pati ke lund se bada tha ya nahi.

Main – Ha unse to bada aur mota hai.

Vikram – Waise sach kahu aunty. Chudai ka sukh to aap bhi aapne bete se lena chahte ho.

Main – Tumhe aisa kyu lagta hai? Ki main aapne bete se chudwana chahti hu.

Vikram – Jis tarah aap mujhe aapne bete ke lund ke bare mein bata rahi thi. To aapke ander ek utejana thi. Aur ye utejana ek aurat mein tabhi hoti hai. Jab woh aurat us lund se chudwane ke bare mein soch rahi ho.

Main janta hu aap abhi ye baat manna nahi chahte ho. Magar aap bhi aapne bete ke lund ke bare mein soch rahi ho. Aur jald hi aap khud hi aapne bete ke lund ki sawari karoge.

Vikram ki baat sunke main chup ho gayi. Aur uski baat ke bare mein sochne lagi. Kyuki woh sahi keh raha tha. Jab se maine aapne bete ke lund ko dekha tha. Tab se mere dimag mein uska mota lund ghum raha tha.

Vikram – Waise aunty jis tarah aaj aap aapne bete ko lund hilate hue dekh rahe the. Kya kabhi aapko laga ki koi aapko nahate hue dekh raha hai.

Main – Nahi kabhi aisa laga to nahi. Magar tumhari baate sunne ke baad lagta hai ki woh mujhe dekhta jarur hoga.

Vikram – Jarur dekhta hoga aunty. Incest ladke aapni maa ko nanga dekhne ke liye kuch bhi kar sakte hai. Main daave se keh sakta hu ki sirf bathroom mein hi nahi, balki aapka beta raat ko bhi aapke kamre mein bhi aapko dekhta hoga.

Jaise hi Vikram ne ye baat kahi. Tabhi main uth ke beth gayi. Aur turant boli.

Main – Tum ye kaise keh sakte ho.

Vikram – Aap khud jaake dekh lo. Aapke kamre ke darwaje mein ya to keyhole hoga. Ya koi aur ched hoga. Ya khidki mein koi jagah hogi. Jaha se aapka beta aapko dekhta hoga.

Vikram ki baat sunke main turant bed se uthi. Aur jaake aapne kamre ka darwaja dekhne lagi. Aur jab maine kamre ka darwaja dekha. To keyhole ke pass ek ched tha. Aur jaise hi maine us ched se ander dekha.

To mera pura kamra us ched se dikh raha tha. Ye dekhkar main thodi chock to jarur gayi thi. Magar in dino mujhe mere bete ke bare itni baate pata chali thi ki ab ye baat mujhe normal lag rahi thi. Tabhi Vikram ka message aaya.

Vikram – Dekha aunty aapne.

Main – Ha tum sahi keh rahe the. Mere darwaje mein ek ched hai. Jisse pura kamra dikhta hai.

Vikram – Yahi se aapka beta harr roj aapko dekhta hai. Yaha tak ki usne aapki aur aapke pati ki chudai bhi dekhi hai. Isiliye woh janta hai ki aap aapne pati se khus nahi hai. Isiliye aap dildo se aapni chut ko shaant karti hai.

Vikram ki baat sunke main aapne bete ke bare mein sochne lagi. Mera beta ne us ched se mujhe uske papa se chudwate hue dekha hai. Main aapne pati se khus nahi hu. Ye baat woh janta hai.

Shayad isiliye woh mujhe aapne lund ka ahsas karwata hai. Kyuki woh janta hai. Mujhe ek lund ki jarurat hai. Aur shayad isiliye woh incest bhi ban gaya. Kyuki kahani mein bhi maine aisa hi pada tha ki ek beta jab ye baat jaan jata hai.

Ki uski maa chudai mein khus nahi hai. Tabhi woh aapni maa ki taraf aakarshit hota hai. Aur ab mujhe bhi yahi lag raha tha ki mera beta bhi meri taraf isiliye aakarshit hua hai. Main bethi bethi aapne bete ke bare mein soch rahi thi.

Vikram – Kya hua aunty? Kya soch rahe ho aap?

Main – Bas yahi soch rahi thi ki mera beta mujhe woh sab karte hue dekhta hai. Magar fir bhi woh aage kyu nahi bada.

Vikram – Aunty aapni maa ke sath aage badna asan nahi hota hai. Magar aapka beta aapko aapne lund ka ahsas to dilata hi rehta hai. Ye bhi uske liye bahut badi baat hai.

Main – Ha ye to hai.

Vikram – Agar aap uski thodi himmat bada do. To woh isse aage bhi badh jayega. Bas aap wahi sab karo. Jaisa maine aapko bataya hai.

Jaise hi Vikram ne ye baat kahi. Tabhi main uski batayi baato ke bare mein sochne lagi. Vikram ne mujhe jo jo karne ko kaha tha. Usse mera beta kya, koi bhi mard mujhe chodne ke liye pagal ho jayega.

Vikram – Kya hua aunty? Aap khamosh kyu gaye?

Main – Bas main faisla nahi kar pa rahi hu ki aisa karna sahi hai ya galat.

Vikram – Samajh sakta hu, aunty. Ye asan nahi hai. Waise aapka mann kya kehta hai?

Main – Main agar ek maa ki tarah sochu. To ye mujhe galat lagta hai. Aur agar main ek aurat ki tarah sochu. To ye mujhe galat nahi lag raha hai.

Vikram – Waise aunty zindgi ek hi bar milti hai. Isiliye mera manna hai. Ise khul ke jeena chahiye. Mujhe meri maa pasand hai. Isiliye main sahi aur galat nahi dekhta. Mera jo mann karta hai. Wahi karta hu aap bhi aapne dil ki suno. Aur jo mann kare. Bas wahi karo.

Main – Tum sahi keh rahe ho. Waise aaj mere pati aa rahe hai. To 2 din tak baat nahi kar paungi.

Vikram – Koi baat nahi aunty. In 2 din main bhi aapni mummy ki chudai mein busy rahunga. Waise aapke pati aa rahe hai. To kya chudai hona pakka hai.

Main – Pata nahi ye to unke mood ke upar hai. Waise bhi woh meri tasalli kaha kara pate hai.

Vikram – Isiliye to main aapko keh raha hu aunty. Aap aapne bete ko mouka do. Woh aapki harr tarah se tasalli kara dega. Baaki aap khud samajhdaar ho. Waise aunty kya aaj main aapki ek photo dekh sakta hu?

Main – Theek hai ruko.

Fir main bed se uthi. Aur aapni saree nikal ke sheeshe ke samne khadi ho gayi. Main is waqt blouse aur peticot mein thi. Jismein mera pura khula hua pet dikh raha tha. Aur mere bade bade dudh aur unke khade hue nipples saaf saaf dikh rahe the.

Fir maine 2 photo bina chere ki kheechi aur Vikram ko bhej di. Aur photo dekhte hi Vikram bola.

Vikram – Aap bahut hot ho aunty. Aapko aise dekhkar to koi bhi pagal ho jayega. Ab samajh aaya aapka beta incest kyu bana hai?

Main – Aacha ji,

Vikram – Sach aunty, aapko aise dekhkar to kisi murde ka lund bhi khada ho jaye. Aur aapka beta to pura jawan hai. Uska kya haal hota hoga? Aapko aise dekhkar.

Main – Agar main itni hi hot hu. To mere pati mujhpe dhayan kyu nahi dete hai?

Vikram – Kyuki sare pati chutiye hote hai aunty. Mera baap bhi chutiya hai. Meri maa jaise aurat mere baap ko mili hai. Jise dekh kar log aapna lund masalte hai. Magar mera baap jab bhi ghar aata hai.

To hafte mein 1-2 bar hi mummy ko chodta hai. Aur mummy ko dekhkar ye saaf saaf pata chalta hai ki mera baap meri mummy ki garmi sahi se nikal nahi pata hai. Aur aapko dekhkar bhi mujhe yahi lag raha hai ki aapke badan ki garmi bhi sahi se nikli nahi hai.

Main – Ha aisa hi hai. Mere pati bhi kaha mujhe aache se chod pate hai.

Vikram – Sach kahu aunty. Agar main aapka beta hota. To ab tak jabardasti aapko chod chuka hota. Fir chahe aap mujhe jitna mana karti. Main aapki ek naa sunta.

Aapni baat bolte hi Vikram ne turant aapne lund ki photo bhej di. Vikram ka lund pura khada hua tha. Fir woh bola.

Vikram – Dekho, aunty sirf aapki photo dekh kar aisa haal ho jata hai. Main to soch raha hu. Aapke bete kaise khud ko rokta hoga.

Main – Uska lund bhi khada hi rehta hai. In dino maine kai bar uske lund ka ubhar dekha hai.

Vikram – Woh to hona hi hai aunty.

Main – Chalo main chalti hu. Monday ko baat karenge.

Vikram – Theek hai aunty. Aur aap bhi aapni jawani ko barbaad mat karo. Khul ke chudai ka maza lo. Sahi galat kuch nahi hota hai. Insan ko sirf khus rehna chahiye.

Main – Chalo main dekhti hu. Mann kya kehta hai?

Fir Vikram se baat karke main kitchen mein aa gayi. Aur dopher ka khana banana lagi. Main abhi bhi blouse aur peticot mein thi. Aur mere dimag mein Vikram ki baate ghum rahi thi. Vikram keh to sahi raha tha.

Magar mera dimag keh raha tha ki main aisa naa karu. Magar dil keh raha tha ki main bhi chudai ka maza lu. Aur waise bhi mera beta to pehle hi mujhe chodne ke liye mara ja raha tha. Mujhe to bas use halka se uksana hi tha.

Yahi sab sochte sochte main khana banaye ja rahi thi ki tabhi bell baji. Maine to dekha to mere bete ke aane ka time tha. Main aise hi blouse peticot mein darwaja kholne chali gayi. Maine bina kisi jhijhak ke darwaja khol diya.

Aur jaise hi mere bete ki nazar mujhpe padi. Woh mujhe dekhta hi reh gaya. Mera beta mere badan ko dekh raha tha. Kyuki aaj pehli bar maine aise kapde pehen ke gate khola tha. Gate ke kholte hi mera beta ander aa gaya. Fir woh bola.

Mera beta – Aap kahi ja rahe ho kya mummy?

Main – Nahi to, tujhe aisa kyu laga? Ki main kahi ja rahi hu.

Mera beta – Woh aap sirf blouse peticot mein thi naa. Isiliye mujhe laga aap kahi jaane ke liye tayar ho rahi ho.

Main – Woh garmi bahut ho rahi thi. Isiliye saree nikal di. Khana bana rahi thi ki tabhi tu aa gaya. Isiliye aise hi gate khol diya.

Mera beta – Ohh aacha,

Main – Chal tu kapde badal le.

Fir mera beta aapne kamre mein chala gaya. Main kitchen mein fir se khana banane lagi. Garmi wakai bahut jayada ho rahi thi. Mere gale se behta pasina mere dudh mein ja raha tha. Aur mera beta bahar mere dudh ko hi dekh raha tha.

Main roti bana rahi thi. Tabhi maine tirchi nazar se kitchen ke darwaje par dekha. Maine dekha mera beta kitchen mein aa gaya tha. Aur usne sirf kaccha pehna hua tha. Aapne bete ko dekhkar main samajh gayi thi.

Ki woh mujhe aapne lund ka ahsas dene hi aa raha hai. Aur sach kahu to mujhe bhi ab uske mote ka lund ahsas aapni gaand par aacha lagne laga tha. Fir agle hi pal mere bete ne mujhe kamar se pakad liya.

Aur uske pakadte hi ek bijli ka jhatka mere sharir mein daud gaya. Mera beta mujhse chipak gaya. Aur uske chipkate hi uske lund ka ahsas mujhe aapni gaand par hone laga. Tabhi mera beta bola.

Mera beta – Kya banaya mummy?

Main – Kofte ki sabji,chawal aur roti banayi hai. Magar tu yaha garmi mein kyu aa gaya?

Mera beta – Aap bhi to yaha garmi mein khana bana rahi ho mummy. To socha aapse baat kar lu.

Main – Baat bahar kar lena beta. Yaha bahut garmi hai. Tu bahar beth main khana nikal ke lati hu.

Mera beta – Khana ek sath nikal lena mummy. Main aapke sath hi khaunga.

Main – Chal theek hai.

Mera beta meri kamar ko sehlate hue aapna lund meri gaand par ragad raha tha. Aur uske hath ka woh garam sparsh aur uske lund ki ragad mujhe ander se garam kar rahi thi.

Mera beta – Aaj to papa aane wale honge mummy.

Main – Ha beta shaam tak aa jayenge. Aur aaj shaam ko sabji lene bhi chalna hai.

Mera beta – Theek hai mummy.

Main – Chal ab tu kamre mein jaake beth. Main khana nikal ke lati hu.

Fir mera beta kitchen se chala gaya. Main khana leke kamre mein aa gayi. Fir hum dono khana khane lage. Aur khana khake main aur mera beta wahi let gaye. Letkar maine aapne mathe par koni rakh li.

Jisse mere bete ko laga ki main so gayi hu. Aur mera beta mere badan ghur ghur ke dekh ne laga. Aur aapne lund ko kacche ke upar se masalne laga. Mere bete ka lund khada ho chuka tha. Jiska ubhar uske kacche mein dikh raha tha.

15-20 minute mera beta mujhe aise hi ghurta raha. Fir woh bahar chala gaya. Main bhi lete lete so gayi. Fir shaam 5 baje meri khuli. Main fir bahar aa gayi. Maine dekha mera beta bahar sofe par betha hua tha.

Main – Tu soya nahi beta.

Mera beta – Nahi mummy mujhe neend nahi aa rahi thi.

Main – Chal fir tayar ho jaa. Market chalna hai.

Mera beta – Main to tayar hi hu mummy. Bas ek tshirt hi pehnni hai.

Main – Chal fir main kapde badal leti hu.

Aur ye baat bolke main aapne kamre mein aa gayi. Aaj maine aapne kamre ka darwaja band nahi kiya. Aur kamre mein aate hi main halke halke aapna blouse kholne lagi. Maine abhi 2 hi huk khole the ki tabhi mera beta aa gaya. Aur bola.

Mera beta – Aap abhi tayar nahi hui mummy. Dekho main to tayar ho bhi gaya.

Main – Mujhe bhi blouse badalna hai. Aur saree hi pehnni hai bas. Tu beth main abhi tayar hoti hu.

Meri baat sunke mera beta bed par mere samne beth gaya. Aur uske bethte hi maine aapna blouse khol diya. Blouse ke khulte hi mere bade bade dudh bahar nikal ke latakne lage. Aur mera beta bethe bethe mere dudh ko dekhne laga.

Main aapne bete ko aisa dikha raha thi ki mujhe kuch farak nahi pad raha hai. Magar ander se main aapne bete ko aapna badan dikha ke garam ho rahi thi. Aaj main bina kisi sharam ke aadhi nangi aapne bete ke samne ghum rahi thi.

Aur naa chahte hue bhi use uksa rahi thi. Maine abhi tak aapne bete se chudwane ka faisla nahi kiya tha. Magar use naa bhi nahi kiya tha. Fir maine almari khol ke ek safed bra, blouse aur saree nikal li.

Aur aapne bete ke samne bra pehnne lagi. Aur jaise hi main bra pehnne lagi. Tabhi mere bete ne aapna mobile nikala. Aur woh use chalane laga. Maine dekha mere bete ne mobile aise pakda hua tha. Jaise ki woh meri video bana raha ho.

Main waise hi bra pehnti rahi. Aur mera beta meri video banata raha. Main itna to janti thi ki mera beta mujhe nangi dekhne ke liye video bana raha tha. Isiliye mujhe bhi koi farak nahi pad raha tha.

Fir bra pehnne ke baad maine blouse aur saree bhi pehen li. Fir hum dono market ke liye nikal pade. Aur aaj bhi mera beta raste mein bar bar break laga raha tha. Jisse mere dudh uski peeth par dab rahe the.

Aaj mujhe aapne bete ki harkato pat gussa nahi balki hasi par aa rahi thi. Main bar bar yahi soch rahi thi ki mera beta mere liye kitna pagal hai. Fir market se saman leke hum log ghar aa gaye.

Aur shaam hote hi mere pati bhi ghar aa gaye. Fir hum teeno beth ke chai peene lage. Aur chai peeke mera beta bahar chala gaya. Main kitchen mein khana banane lagi. Khana banate hue bhi main aapne bete ke bare mein soch rahi thi.

Main bar bar yahi soch rahi thi ki kya mujhe bhi aapne bete se chudwa lena chahiye. Kyuki mere ander jo aag lagi hui thi. Woh mere pati se shaant nahi hone wali thi. Aaj pure 1 hafte baaf mere pati ghar aaye the.

Aur abhi bhi woh kamre mein bethkar news dekh rahe the. Main kitchen mein aapni garam aur geeli chut liye tadap rahi thi. Jo bas kaise bhi lund ka sukh lena chahti thi. Fir khana banane ke baad main bhi kamre mein aa gayi.

Aur aapne pati se baate karne lagi. Fir 9 baje mera beta bhi aa gaya. Fir hum log khana khane lage. Khana khane ke baad main kaam mein lag gayi. Aur mere pati bahar bethe hue tv dekhne lage.

Sade 10 tak kaam karne ke baad main bhi ghar ki sari light band karke kamre mein aa gayi. Aur kamre mein aate hi main aapni sarre nikal ke bed par aa gayi. Fir mere pati mere pass aaye. Aur mere pet ko sehlate hue woh meri gale ko chumne lage.

Main to pehle se hi garam ho rahi thi. Isiliye main bhi aapne pati ka sath dene lagi. 2 minute mein hi mere pati ne mujhe pura nanga kar diya. Aur mere upar chad ke mere dudh ko chusne lage.

Main aapne pati ka sir sehla rahi thi. Aur sir sehlate hue bar bar darwaje ki taraf dekh rahi thi. Main janti thi mera beta bahar khada hua hum dono ko dekh raha hoga. Aur ab mujhe bhi usse koi sharam nahi thi.

Mere dudh ko chusne ke baad mere pati ne meri taange faila di. Aur taango ke failte hi mere pati meri geeli chut dekhkar muskurane lage. Fir unhone aapna muh meri chut par laga diya.

Aur woh meri chut chaatne lage. Meri chut lagatar pani baha rahi thi. Aur ye pani mere pati ki wajah se nahi, balki mere bete ki wajah se beh raha tha. 2 minute chut chaatne ke baad mere pati mere upar se uth gaye.

Hi all, I live in a town called Banashankari. I am a 23-year-old living with my parents. I have an elder sister who is married and lives with her husband.

This is a story about me.

I was just out of college and had a good idea about sex, although I did not fuck, but a few of my friends used to have sex. I had a best friend, Shilpa, who is the one I discuss sex with a lot.

We have a good understanding and trust each other. She used to go out with her boyfriend, and almost once or twice they did it. Slowly, as we discussed about the sex they had, she used to describe it in detail.

One day she showed me a few photos of her, where his cum was on her thighs and the condom pics. We used to talk dirty, and she was helping me to fuck her close friend.

Her close friend was conservative and was planning for an arranged marriage. She and her parents wanted someone rich within their community to marry her.

So we were planning for casual sex. We started speaking during the night and getting comfortable. It was Thursday night, and I was speaking with Ramya. I heard my parents fuck, I could hear the sound clearly.

I told this to Ramya, and she said she has seen her parents do it a few times, and I should give it a try. I walked near the bedroom door, and my heart was pounding. I heard Mom moaning hard and wanting more.

Ramya told me to put my hand and stroke my dick, imagining I am fucking her in front of my parents. I slowly put my hand on my dick and stroked. In a moment, I received a disappearing photo. She was in a black bra, and she took a photo and sent it.

I was on cloud 9. I wanted more, but she did not send. But we were having dirty talks. My parents were moaning, and Dad slapped my Mom’s ass. After that, there was not much Sound.

I came to bed, but Ramya wanted to see my cum. She agreed to one more pic and sent it. She was lying on the bed and took a selfie of her back view, in her pink panties.

I kept stroking, and I came. The moment I took the photo, my dad opened the door. He saw me holding my cum in one hand. I had sent the pic to her. As I heard the sound, I kept my phone aside and was planning to hide, but I couldn’t. I had cum in my palm.

Dad said, “Go wash and don’t dirty it.” I was shocked and went to the bathroom. I was fully scared and was sweating. Dad knocked on the door, and I came out.

He said, “Don’t get tense, it’s okay.”

I went to bed and fell asleep. Two days later, at night, Dad called me. He and Mom were sitting on the bed.

Mom – You leaked your cum the other day, did you see us?

“No, no, nothing like that, I heard the noise.”

I couldn’t say anything about Ramya, as it was more dangerous.

Mom – Close the door and come, today sleep with us.

Dad – Close the door and don’t turn.

I immediately closed and stood. Dad came and placed cotton in my eyes and wrapped it around my eyes. He took me to bed. I slept in the corner.

Mom ordered me to remove my trousers and be in my underwear. I could hear Mom moan; her place was somewhere near my left ear.

Dad – I am going to enter your mom’s pussy. I put my dick inside.

Mom moaned and said, “Keep doing it slowly.”

Suddenly, Mom held my dick and was pressing it.

She pulled me and placed her nipples inside my mouth. I was sucking like a child drinking milk from his Mom.

Dad was fucking her, and her boobs were moving around.

There was a pause.

Mom – Get up.

She removed my T-shirt and took off my underwear. I was shocked.

She held my dick and said Let me help you wear a condom. Hands were on my dick, and she rolled the condom down.

OMG, Mom lay down, and she said. “Sleep on me, and do it, dear.”

Dad pushed me and said I will watch you both. Fuck her hard as she wants. I held her, and she guided my dick inside, and I started. It was heaven, my Mom moaning and kissing me as I fucked

I couldn’t control myself as I was fucking horny. I fucked her hard as I lost control. I went on for 3-4 minutes, and I came inside her pussy and fell on her.

Dad – Good job, dear, you did nonstop.

Mom – I liked it, dear, you were too good. You take some rest, let your dad fuck, and release his milk.

She started sucking him, and he too started fucking her. Finally, he too came in a few minutes. Mom removed my blinders, she smiled and kissed, but she wore her nighty.

Dad was in his underwear, but I was naked. I said to Mom, I want to do it again. She said we will do it tomorrow. But I pleaded as I’m erect.

She said, “I will suck you as I cannot take it more inside her pussy.”

I admired my Mom suck, and she started stroking me hard. I leaked my cum as she took it inside and drank it. We washed, and Mom slept in the middle. We were speaking, that’s when Dad and Mom told the story about our old house neighbour couple.

They often come to our house, and my parents keep visiting them. Mom told them to do it together and that aunty’s sister also joins them once in a while. I asked you, people, to exchange or just fuck together.

Dad – What did we do now? I have given you a chance to fuck your Mom the same way we give each other a chance to fuck. Sometimes I fuck your Mom, but mostly either Preeti or her sister.

We discussed about you leaking milk while listening to our sound. Aunty wanted to know how big your dick is. They laughed.

I said, “Why don’t we send them my dick pic? You hold my dick, and I will take a photo.

Mom – Ri, turn on the light, let’s give a surprise.

I was naked. Mom sat and held my dick, and I took a photo and sent it as a disappearing pic. No response as they are not online. Dad called from his mobile and told his uncle to see WhatsApp on his wife’s mobile and cut the call.

After a minute, I saw a video call from aunty Mom, and aunty was like, “Who is that, a slim and big one?”

Mom made her have a glimpse of me

Aunty – Oh, oh, matter ah. Show me his dick, I want to see

Mom played with my dick

Uncle – When shall we plan, dear?

Dad – You answer it.

I said, “Tomorrow night we can.”

Hello, horny readers! My name is Raj, and I am a 22-year-old B.Tech student, studying in Mumbai. This is a true account of certain events that occurred in my family. It completely transformed my life for good, and also that of my family members.

I will try to describe the events in a detailed manner while also keeping things spicy to keep you, readers, hooked. It all started when I was in my 3rd year of B.Tech. I was able to land an internship in a reputed IT firm and was making more than enough money for my personal needs.

My office was in my hometown, Pune, so after two years of living in my hostel in Mumbai, I came home. My mother works as an accountant in a nearby school. My sister Kritika was going to appear for her junior college boards.

My mother, Nisha, was 43, though anybody looking at her wouldn’t have believed it. She was a tall woman, around 5’10’’ with a light brown skin tone. She used to eat well and exercise regularly. Therefore, she had a beautiful body with her curves still intact.

She looked like she was in her early thirties, with many of my friends ogling at her and making lewd jokes in private. I must admit, it was difficult keeping up with such a beauty, especially when she would walk around the house with her jiggling ass and boobs.

I didn’t realise when I had started lusting for my Mom. We used to own a flat that our father left us after his death 8 years ago. It was a posh apartment in Pune with a good view of the cityscape and an affluent neighbourhood. In all the society festivals, my mother would be the show stealer.

All the uncles stared at her features, which were more pronounced when she wore revealing attire. Backless sarees and sleeveless kurtis gave her bodily beauty a heavenly glow. Pair it with her dark, long hair and an angelic face. She would depict a perfect mix of traditional and slutty womanhood.

Only a few ladies in our neighbourhood would come close to. Some say that it was not appropriate for a widowed woman to look this sexually appealing. I have even heard some women gossiping about my mother’s character. I do not know whether any of that is true or not.

But the fact that they were jealous of my mother’s beauty was pretty evident. I would not bother myself a lot regarding what my mother would do. My head was mostly filled with lustful thoughts whenever I thought about her. Since I had been living in a hostel, I had spent little time with my family.

Therefore, I am always excited to come home and spend some time here whenever possible. During the Diwali break in 2021, I had come home. It had been a long time since I last visited there. I had applied for work from home, which was subsequently granted.

A few days after coming home, I had started noticing a few things. My sister would be busy with her classes and tuition. It was mostly only my Mom and me at home. Even then, Mom would be very busy. She used to go out on multiple errands.

Sometimes it was casual outings like visiting a beauty parlour. She was going shopping with her friends, whom I had never heard of. Or even a simple visit to the grocery shop, even though it was much cheaper to get the groceries delivered home.

She would go out well dressed and would always take more time than expected. She is not used to answering to anyone about her whereabouts. Since I would be busy with my friends, I would not bother her with those questions as well. I would often see her talking on the phone.

She would talk for hours while I would be busy with some office work. It was easy to suspect that she was having an affair with someone. I knew that at her age, it was common to have high sexual cravings, especially without a husband. So I decided to let it sleep.

I was interested myself in knowing who the lucky guy was for obvious reasons. But I never dared to poke my nose into the matter and let things happen. A few days later, some of my friends came up with the plan to visit Goa for a few days.

Since I was home after a very long time, I was not interested in going out again on another holiday. I told them that I would be busy with some office work and would let them know later. That same evening, when I reached home, I found nobody was inside, though the house was not locked.

I got in and soon after went to shower. While I was changing my clothes after the shower, I heard someone come in. I knew from the voice that it was Mom. Since she was talking on the phone, she did not know that I was in the bathroom and continued the talk.

I didn’t know what got into me, but I decided to eavesdrop on her conversation. I heard her saying, “I got my nails done this week, and I don’t want them to go to waste. Tomorrow afternoon would be a good time since my son would be visiting the RTO office then. We will have the whole house to ourselves.”

Though I knew that she might have an affair, this revelation completely astonished me. I never expected my mother to be inviting other men into our house for sex. I gave it another thought that it might be a friend with whom she may be talking. They may be planning for a kitty party.

When she got to the bedroom, I quickly got out of our flat. I made my way in again, loudly pretending to talk on the phone with one of my friends. I did not want her to know that I overheard her conversation. I was thinking about it the whole evening and wanted to know more.

At night, when my mother was asleep, I quietly sneaked into her room and took her phone. I made sure she was sound asleep before unlocking her phone with her fingerprint. I quickly went to my room and started searching for the phone. What I found out completely blew my mind.

She was in regular contact with a person named Shalini. It took me no time to realise from her texts that the person was actually called Sameer. He was one of the employees of her school. She had a lot of conversation with him. It was actually him who was supposed to meet her the next afternoon.

What was more surprising, however, was that Sameer was not the only one with whom she was actively dating. She was in contact with two other men as well. However, their texts were mostly full of explicit talk, which made me horny as hell. But I was not able to know their identities.

There were even some dick pics that the men had shared with her. She had even reacted with heart emojis to those pics. What’s more, I found out that she was even sharing her photos with all three men. There were pics of her in bikinis, backless sarees, and some even stark naked with face cropped out.

The salacious texts that she did make me wonder whether I was dreaming. My Mom was nowhere near the traditional innocent housewife, like most other women. Looking at such a wild slutty side of her made me think of her as someone completely different.

I was always mesmerised by her beauty and boldness. But what I discovered now made me both lust for her and slightly gross me out. I quickly copied the contacts of the men and kept her phone beside her bed.

The next morning, I came up with a plan. I had no intention of going to the RTO office; I came up with a kinky thought that I should record my Mom and her lover. I went to the market and bought some remote cameras. I knew they were going to be useful for a long time now.

While Mom was making lunch, I placed those cameras all over the house in covert places. I lied about visiting the RTO office and got out of the house with my laptop. I went to a secluded place in the nearby park and opened my laptop. It was connected to the cameras.

All this time, I was having a heavy heartbeat, thinking that what I was about to witness would completely change my view towards my Mom. I would not be able to look at her the same way again. Despite this, my horny brain was adamant to break all barriers.

It was eagerly waiting for the action to begin. Around an hour later, I saw someone get inside the house. Mom opened the door, and inside came a tall and slim guy whose face was not clearly visible to me. As soon as she closed the door behind her, the man hugged my Mom and started kissing her cheeks.

My Mom was not showing any signs of resistance and was seemingly enjoying it. They made their way to the living room, where I did not put any cameras, so what happened there is still a mystery to me. For the next 15 minutes, I waited to see them.

The next moment I knew was my Mom crawling on all fours, wearing her night gown and going into the bedroom. The man followed her, holding something that looked like a belt to me. The very thought was exciting and enough to tremble my fingers while switching to the bedroom cameras.

Mom was now bent over in a doggy position on her bed. The man, who was now topless, gave her a strong whip with his belt. She must have made a loud cry. But since the cameras had no sound recording function, I could only imagine how beautiful the sound must have been.

After a few more lashes, the man now climbed on the bed, picked her up and threw her on top of the pillows. Mom was amazed by this act. He quickly grabbed her waist, pulled her pants down, and threw them flying across the room. The blinds were pulled down.

But they kept the lights on, which made it very easy to see their act. He then proceeded to smooch her lips while holding her head with his right hand and slapping her naked pussy with his left. I could clearly see her squirming and shaking her body with each slap.

In no time, there was a dark spot on the bed sheet between her legs showing that she had squirted with all that slapping. The kissing continued for some time, after which my Mom got up and started unbuckling his pants. I knew what was about to come.

She slid his pants down and pulled out his big brown cock. It was already pointing at her face. She kissed his dick and slowly swallowed the whole thing. I could see her cheeks bulging out when he thrusted sideways. I was amazed at how comfortable she was with this.

Meanwhile, the man was fondling her boobs. All of a sudden, he pulled her head and lifted her and then, in a flick of his hand, tore her gown apart, making her completely naked. He then proceeded to suck both her boobs, and man, were they big. Bigger than I had ever imagined them to be.

He was also inserting one finger inside her pussy, making her drip her pussy juices on the bed. I could easily see her eyes roll up while getting fingered. He then made her sleep on the bed. With that same belt, he tied her hands to the bed railing.

I could see her completely naked for the first time. While she was getting her pussy eaten, she was shrieking and making all the lip movements. I could only imagine the sounds she was making. After around 10 minutes, I could see her pussy squirt a huge fountain.

But this time, the man stuck his mouth on the source and what he did next completely dumbfounded me. He took his mouth full of juice and spat it all over her naked body. Mom was still squirming, but she had a smile of joy on her face.

The man then proceeded to fuck her pussy with his dick while she was in the same position. Mom was still mesmerised by all the action, but she had rubbed all that spit and squirt over her stomach, boobs, and face, giving her entire body a glazing shine.

As the man was now fucking Mom fast, I could make out that he was about to cum. So he quickly pulled out and brought his dick near her mouth. Mom took the dick smeared with her pussy juices inside her mouth without any hesitation. She kept sucking it for some time.

The man then untied her hands. Soon after, she climbed on top of his naked body and gave him a deep kiss. I am sure they exchanged their saliva along with their love juices. The man then picked her up and took her outside again to the living room.

I was quite angry as I would miss out on more of their adventures. I decided to wait there until around 1 hour later. I saw Mom walk into her room with a towel wrapped around her and with wet hair. It wouldn’t take a genius to figure out what happened behind the scenes.

The man, too, walked in now with his pants on, and they started kissing again. A few moments into their kissing, they got ready, and he changed into his clothes. Mom also wore her usual home attire. Mom then took him to the door and kissed him goodbye, teasing him by squeezing his dick over his pants.

He too responded by squeezing her boobs over her shirt before opening the door and leaving. I decided to call Mom and tell her that I had some mismatch in the details. So I could not get the work done, but she didn’t pick up.

I made sure the entire footage was saved on my laptop so that I might watch it later on. On my way back, I was cursing myself for leaving too many blind spots and missing out on a lot of the action. I was amazed at the sluttiness of my mother and to what extent she could go to have her thirst quenched.

I stopped briefly at a cafe where I had some snacks. I wanted to give my Mom time to finish cleaning the house. I reached home, rang the doorbell, and Mom answered with a smile on her face. She was looking very elated. When I told her about not getting the job done, she told me it’s no problem.

I could go to the RTO anytime later. She then ordered food for the two of us, and we had a great dinner. It was pretty normal for Mom to act all happy at times. I now knew the reason behind this and was willing to witness many more of her adventures.

On being asked what she did the whole day, she told me a fabricated story. She decided to cook fish pakora for me. But she left the fish in the open, and the cat stole the fish and brought it to her room. She ate it under the bed, making the whole room stinky.

She had no idea I knew all her adventures and what transpired in her room. I had lost all affection for my Mom as a mother after this incident. I started seeing her only as a desperate slut hungry for getting treated like a whore.

What I did in the following days, I will explain in the upcoming chapters, and it will make the twist even better. Until then, goodbye readers!

Hi friends, I am writing to share an experience I was afraid to talk about, but I have finally found the courage.

Our family consists of four people: my elder sister, Divya; myself, Arjun; and our parents. Both parents worked at reputed MNCs and were mostly out of the house.

My sister, Divya, is four years older than me. I used to masturbate while looking at pictures of actresses and some pornography.

Life was normal until I learned about incest and taboo. One day, while surfing the internet, I saw incest porn, which made me more curious. From that day on, I was totally attracted to my queen, Divya.

I started having different feelings for her. Her stats – 34-30-32 – could make anyone horny. I always fantasized about seeing her nude and wanted to touch her and make love, especially since we had been close. But I was afraid to touch her. During this time, she completed college and was preparing for interviews. I had joined college at that time and was 19 years old.

Every noon, she used to sleep after lunch. One fine day, the same routine happened. I was lying beside her, watching her closely and fantasizing about her lips, which I wanted to kiss; her cheeks, which I wanted to bite; and her boobs, which were going up and down with her breath. I wanted to lick her breasts. I was dying to touch her.

She was wearing a top and a skirt. Gathering all my courage, I slowly lifted her top to her waist. Suddenly, she turned sideways, and her hips were clearly visible. They were so beautifully curvy.

I placed my hand on her hips. There was no reaction. Then I hugged her bare waist, and chills ran down my spine. I slowly hugged her, pulling her closer.

I hugged her so tightly that my face was near her neck, and my dick was poking her ass. I moved my hand inside her top and felt her boobs, but she was wearing a bra and slips.

I didn’t have the courage to go further, so I just hugged her tightly and fell asleep like that. I was fully attracted to my darling and wanted to make her fall for me, but I didn’t know what to do.

When our parents were home, we all slept on the floor. Sometimes, our parents would sleep in the bedroom, leaving my sister and me in another room.

When our parents were with us, I couldn’t make any moves, but I would sleep slightly opposite my sister. I used to feel her ass and boobs over her dress and take her hand, and place it on my dick over my shorts. This continued for a week.

One day, I removed my shorts and made her hold my dick. I was in heaven when her hand touched my dick, and it grew inside her hand. I made her move her hand back and forth.

Pre-cum stuck to her hand, so thinking she might notice something, I placed her hand above her and went to the washroom to relieve myself. I was getting more aroused by her, and my love for her grew more and more.

The next morning, I planned to somehow make love to her, but didn’t know how to proceed. While thinking about this, I dozed off and suddenly heard a water splashing sound from the backyard.

I woke up and looked around; the house was empty. Our parents had left for work, and Divya wasn’t in her room. I went to the kitchen to get some water.

Our kitchen had a window that gave a clear view of the backyard. As I passed the kitchen, I was shocked to see my lovable queen bathing in just her slips and panties, totally drenched. What a scene!

I instantly got a boner and started stroking my dick while watching my Divya standing in her inners, taking a bath.

Water flowed over her body, and her complete figure was visible. Her boobs hung, and the upper part was clearly visible. She was applying soap and lifted her slips to soap her front. Wow, what a scene!

I became totally nude and started stroking myself while watching her. She was applying it slowly, lifting it inch by inch. I thought she was too aroused, which was why she was bathing like this.

She fully lifted her slips and started applying soap to her breasts. She was playing with her boobs, squeezing and pinching her nipples. Her boobs became hard, and her nipples were erect.

I wished I could suck her nipples right then, but I waited to see what she would do next. While playing with her boobs and nipples, her right hand caressed her body and reached her pussy.

While still playing with her boobs, she began to rub her pussy over her panties. She seemed to be enjoying it, squeezing her boobs and rubbing her pussy.

Suddenly, she went wild and inserted her fingers inside her pussy, rubbing it. I was thinking, “OMG, what a scene!” Her boobs were shaking, and she was biting her lips in a seductive way. She started to finger herself.

I was about to explode. She was moaning slowly but very hornily. She was masturbating and, in between, licking her fingers, which made me very hard.

I went to her closet, brought her bra and panties, and started sniffing them while watching her. I ejaculated on her panties. It was so intense. I was still watching her. She was also reaching her climax.

Her speed increased, and she vigorously reached climax, letting out a slight moan. Then she cleaned herself. At that time, I put her inners back in the closet, changed my clothes, and went to the sofa.

She came, drying herself, and told me to move. I slightly moved, and she sat down, placing my head on her lap. I wanted to suck her boobs dry, bite and eat her.

Then we ate and went shopping, but the morning scene stuck in my mind. I was totally attracted to her. I planned all day to express my love and make love to her.

One fine day after lunch, we were watching movies on TV. While surfing, I put on the movie “Slither.” I knew it had some explicit content, so I convinced her to watch it, saying it was a horror-sci-fi movie. She agreed.

We were both lying on the bed facing the TV. It was raining, and both our parents were out of town, so I wanted to take this chance to push further without being caught.

The movie started, and we were chit-chatting and watching. In one scene, she was terrified and held my hand in fear. I took a bedsheet and covered us, consoling her, “I’m here. Don’t worry.”

I put my arms around her, and she was close, lying in my arms. I felt something different and decided to go further. When she got scared again, I started to console her by rubbing her back. She found it soothing and moved even closer.

I thought, “This is our moment,” and got ready. I could feel her breath on my chest.

The explicit scene was on TV, and I was rubbing her back. Suddenly, she covered her face with the bedsheet. I asked her what was wrong. She said nothing, but I felt her nipples getting erect. She didn’t speak.

I removed the bedsheet, hugged her, and said, “Don’t worry,” then kissed her on the forehead. She adjusted herself closer to me.

While rubbing her back, I slowly lifted her top. There was no response. I moved further, still no response. I lifted it up to her waist, and her slip was now visible. She was still quiet.

I let my hand slide inside her pants. She knew my hand was inside her pants. I caressed her ass over her panties, and she buried her face in my chest.

I slid my hand inside her panties, feeling her bare ass. I was in heaven. She didn’t react or stop me, so I stopped and took my hand out, placing it around her.

She lifted her face and, seeing me, asked if I could take my shirt off because the button was hurting her face, showing me minor scratches near her chin.

I happily agreed and stripped off my shirt.

She adjusted even closer so her whole face was against my chest. She took my hand and placed it near her waist. I was totally confused about what to do.

I was shocked to see that her top was still lifted where I had left it, and her pants were literally down, revealing her red panties.

Now, I directly slid my hand inside her panties, rubbing and squeezing her ass.

Out of control, I called her “Darling” and asked, “How do you feel?”

She didn’t utter a word, just looked me in the eyes, buried her face again, moaned softly, and kissed my chest.

I lifted her face, and our eyes met. Slowly, I placed my lips over hers, gently smooching, licking, and sucking her lips. We both got intense, kissing hard and biting our lips.

We separated, feeling shy. I lifted her, kissing her lips, forehead, and cheeks. Her whole face was drenched with saliva. I carried her to the bedroom. It was still raining outside.

The room was dark, but I could see her beauty in the warm white light. I admired, adored, and praised her beauty, then proposed to her, “Love you, Darling.”

She hugged me tightly and said, “Me too.”

We separated, and I made her lie on the bed. I kissed her from her head to her toes over her dress. I removed her pants and kissed and licked her from her waist, kissing and biting her pussy over her panties.

I licked her milky white legs and sucked her toes playfully. She was crawling on the bed like a snake because of what I was doing.

I lifted her top little by little, kissing her belly button and licking it. I spit on it and licked it, lifting the top higher. Her slips and bra were still on. I removed her top completely. I was in cloud nine to see my darling just in her underwear.

She looked like Stacy Cruz, wearing a red bra, red slips, and red panties. What a feeling!

I couldn’t control my urge. I kissed her lips and bit them, and she was moaning. I took her left boob and squeezed it hard. I threw off the slips, leaving her in just her bra and panties.

I said “I love you” to her many times and played with her body. She was enjoying everything.

Then she removed my shorts. I was in my boxers, and she was in her underwear. We both hugged, kissed, and rolled all over the bed. She moved her hands towards my dick and started stroking.

We kissed and exchanged saliva. I was lying down as she crawled on top of me, kissing and biting my nipple. She reached my dick and started kissing and licking it over my boxers, holding it inside.

Out of temptation, she removed my boxers in one go. I was fully naked in front of my own sister, my darling. She was licking my dick like a lollipop, pulling my foreskin back, and sucking and licking the head.

I pushed her deep and gave her a mouthfuck for about ten minutes. She kept blowing me. I was in awe.

I pushed my whole seven-inch dick inside her mouth and ejaculated. She spat all my cum onto my dick and then sucked it clean, cleaning my dick.

I was saying, “Fuck you… fuck you, darling.” I lifted her and started kissing her lips and biting and sucking her boobs. I made her completely nude, removing her bra and panties.

She was shy and covered her boobs with her hands. I uncovered them. I started crushing her boobs like there was no tomorrow. She was moaning loudly and was completely wet.

I slid my finger into her pussy and slowly started to finger-fuck her. She was saying, “C’mon, fuck me… Ah… ah… ahhh… mmmmmmm… ah…”

Her moaning made me increase the force. I was drilling her pussy, and she was moaning like hell. Her whole body was sweating.

I placed my dick at the entrance of her pussy and teased her. She was begging me to insert it. I was playfully teasing my darling. She rose a bit, held my dick, and pushed it inside her.

I pushed slowly, again and again. She was moaning, “Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah… fuck me… please… fuck me hard.”

I pounded her for about twenty minutes. She was completely horny. We changed positions, and she got on top of me, making it even hotter. We both pounded for another twenty to twenty-five minutes.

The whole room was filled with the smell of sweat and moaning sounds. I was about to cum, so I increased my pace. She moaned loudly. I pulled my dick out and poured my cum on her ass.

I was still horny, so I started licking her pussy. When I put my tongue near her pussy and licked it once, her eyes widened. She pushed my head towards her and locked me in that position, making me lick her vigorously.

It went on for about ten to fifteen minutes. She came three times and let out a loud moan. I drank all her sweet nectar. We kissed and lay together.

I asked her how she felt, and she said, “I’ve never felt this happy before. Thank you for making me feel this way.” We both slept naked.

After a while, as we lay there in the quiet, I had to ask. “Divya,” I started softly, “all those times before today… when I would touch you while you were sleeping… You were really awake, weren’t you?”

She turned her head to look at me, a small, knowing smile on her lips. “Yes,” she admitted. “I was. I felt everything you did. I was just too scared and too shy to say anything, but I wanted it. I wanted you just as much.”

My heart swelled hearing her words. It was a relief to know I hadn’t been forcing her, that she had been a willing participant all along. We kissed again, a deeper, more meaningful kiss this time, and then drifted off to sleep in each other’s arms.

*****

This is not a fictional story; this is what really happened. After that, we enjoyed each other many more times. I will write about that in another story.

Dear ISS Readers, First of all, Apologies, apologies, apologies! Sincere apologies. I kept you waiting for a very long time for this part. I do owe an apology to my dear readers, especially those who had loved the story and followed up with me impatiently about the next part.

Having said that, I would like to tell you that I was facing some issues in life. I was neither getting the motivation nor the time to write the next part. Thanks to Anjali, who is a big lover of this story. She has been encouraging me to continue writing the story and not leave it without an end.

Anjali is a young housewife, and she is so beautiful that I have hardly seen such a beautiful lady in my life. So, this part is dedicated to her.

All those who are reading this story for the first time, please do read the earlier parts to enjoy it in its entirety.

Alright, with all that out of the way, let’s continue the story.

It took Nisha around 5 minutes to regain her senses. After that strong and heavenly orgasm, she had just received from Sameer. He had made wild love to her huge boobs and forced her to play with her clit, quite shamelessly, in front of both of us.

She was wearing only a tiny pair of panties at that time. Otherwise, she was completely naked. With her tall and voluptuous figure, and wet body with little water drops, she looked like a modern hot diva. She was standing in her full glory, almost naked.

Both her huge white boobs turned red with Sameer’s recent wild actions. While enjoying herself with Sameer, she didn’t care a bit about being naked. But now, after cumming hard, she was feeling a little shy in that naked state. So, she covered herself with a towel that was hanging in the bathroom.

Once she came back to normal, she hugged Sameer, kissed him and said – Thank you so much for showing me heaven yet again.

Sameer kissed her back and replied- Pleasure is all mine, sweetheart.

She smiled and then turned towards me. She came to me and hugged me.

Nisha- ohhh, Jaanu, you are the most wonderful hubby in the whole world.

I smiled and said- Really, jaan?

Nisha- of course, jaanu. How many men would go this far for the pleasure of their wives?

I asked- I hope you are getting a lot of it, my shona.

Nisha smiled and said- Jaanu, I can’t even describe to you how much pleasure you are giving me through Sameer.

I said- But we are just getting started, sweety. There is still a whole night ahead of us.

Nisha didn’t say anything. She just blushed and gave a shy smile.

On seeing her blushing, I said- My god. See now how shy you are feeling now, but just 10 minutes ago, you were playing so wildly with yourself, like there was no one around watching you. Right Sameer?

Sameer smiled and replied- That’s her true beauty. She is a beautiful, traditional, shy Indian housewife. But when the time is right, she can shun all her shame and become a wild tigress.

Nisha became red with shame, hearing our remarks, and punched Sameer lightly on his chest.

Nisha- please stop it, you two. I will go home if any of you call me shameless again.

I said- oh no jaan. Sameer was praising you because your shy nature makes your wild and naughty side even more erotic and hotter. Right Sameer?

Sameer- Absolutely, Prashant.

Nisha smiled- ok enough, maska, you two. I know both of you are cunning fellows.

We smiled and asked- What do you mean? We haven’t done any cunningness with you.

Nisha smiled and replied- Yes, you have. Both of you have conspired against me.

I asked- what? What have we done, jaan?

Nisha- jaanu, you think I am stupid or something. Haven’t you two conspired to leave me alone with Sameer, to see how I behave in your absence!

We both were stunned and could not say anything.

Looking at our shocked faces, she smiled and asked- Tell me. Haven’t you?

Nisha looked at Sameer, but he didn’t say anything and started looking downwards.

She came closer to me and asked me- Tell me, jaanu. You wanted to see me alone with him, naa.

I nervously answered- yes, sweety. But how did you come to know?

She smiled and removed the tiny and almost hidden earphones I was wearing. We both were shocked.

Nisha- when I saw this, I quickly understood the whole thing. You didn’t have any office work or calls. You were listening and watching everything. You just made that up to leave me alone in the room with him. Right?

I nodded my head with a “caught in the act” look on my face.

I said- I am sorry, jaan. I didn’t mean to cheat you. I just wanted to see your wild side in my absence.

Nisha smiled- well, you did. Didn’t you, jaanu?

I said- yes.

Nisha- did you like it?

I said- of course, jaan. Especially when you gave your ass as a gift to Sameer, and he loved it wildly and showed you heaven.

Nisha blushed again and replied- well, he certainly did .. and ..

I asked- and what jaan ..

Nisha- and I think whatever you did was just fine. I could explore my sexuality in your absence, and you got to see my naughty side yet again.

I asked- so you are not mad at me?

Nisha- not at all, jaanu. In fact, I should thank you for letting me do that. If you had not, I could have never known that I could also enjoy so much in your absence.

Sameer asked- really?

Nisha- Yes, Sameer. But hey, both of you – don’t dare to think that it was something normal. It was just an exception.

I asked- was this just a one-time exception, jaan?

Nisha- well, for now it was. But in future, I can make more exceptions for my loving husband’s pleasure.

All of us looked at each other and smiled with mischievous smiles.

Sameer said- Well, we will see to that later. For now, we have an idea.

Nisha asked- What is it?

Sameer- Well, this is again your husband’s idea.

Nisha- What is it, jaanu? Tell me naa.

I said- jaan, you know naa it’s a bright full moon night.

Nisha- yeah, so?

I said- well, we were thinking of… if we could go on the terrace and continue this night under the open skies, under the bright moon and stars ..

Nisha blushed- ohh jaanu no. under open skies???

Sameer- don’t worry. No one would be able to see or hear us.

Nisha blushed again- shut up, Sameer. I didn’t mean that. But..

I asked- What happened, jaan?

Nisha- jaanu, I will feel too shy on the open terrace under the naked skies. I don’t think I will be able to do it.

I asked- so you tell me naa jaan. What do you suggest?

She smiled, switched on the shower, and said- I like being loved under this shower.

I asked- it’s ok jaan .. but ..

Nisha- I know your “but” jaanu .. now you want to see how your shy traditional wife behaves while being loved by another man under open skies. Your cuck fantasies will get another level of kick and satisfaction from it. Right?

I replied- hmmm. I think so, jaan.

Nisha- well jaanu. I have a better idea.

Sameer and I looked at each other. Then I asked Nisha- What is it, jaan.

Nisha- jaanu, you love seeing me being kinky naa.

I said- of course, jaan.

Nisha said with a shy and naughty smile- well, what if I behave like a total slutty hot wife, treating you like a “cuckold slave husband”?

Sameer and I were both shocked at that proposition.

Sameer said- So you want to humiliate him?

Nisha smiled- no way! We will tease him a little.

Nisha came closer to Sameer, looked at me and asked- Why Jaanu? Won’t you enjoy it if I make love to Sameer while ensuring your involvement as a cuckold slave?

I said- of course, jaan.

Nisha- and not only that. Once we are deep into it, I am going to behave like a total shameless slut for the pleasure of both of you.

I said- ohhh jaan. Nothing could be hotter than that.

Nisha smiled- I knew you would love this idea, my loving cuck husband.

Sameer looked at Nisha and said- ohhh, Nisha, that’s an amazing idea.

Nisha smiled and whispered in his ear- the idea is mine, but you will have to do a lot of hard work. I am not leaving you until morning.

We both were amazed at how kinky Nisha was already being.

She gave a naughty smile and held Sameer’s hand.

She looked at me and said- Shall we begin, my cuck slave?

I said- Sure, sweety. Why not.

Nisha- no. You don’t call me that now. You are my slave, and I am your queen. So that is what you would call me. The Queen.

Nisha was indeed making it extremely hot and kinky.

I said- I am very sorry, my Queen. Won’t repeat such a blunder.

Nisha smiled and asked me to remove my clothes completely and be naked. I removed all my clothes except the underwear.

Nisha smiled- No, my dear slave. You have to get completely naked. Remove that damn underwear as well.

I had no option but to play along. So I removed my underwear.

Nisha smiled and said- See, Sameer, you see the difference… sorry … the huge difference between his 5-6 inches weenie, and your 9-10 inches monster.

Sameer smiled but kept quiet.

Nisha continued- Darling, this is one of the main reasons we are here, you know. Isn’t that true, my dear slave?

She was being really kinky, and the naughty smile on her face said that she was enjoying teasing her husband a lot.

I nodded my head- Definitely my Queen.

Nisha said- Come on, my dear slave. Lie down on the floor with your face up.

I looked at both of them, smiled and followed the order. When I had lain down, Nisha removed the towel she had been covering herself with. She threw it away, and her beautiful, huge boobs again came in front of our hungry eyes.

She was only wearing tiny string panties. She opened its strings and removed the panty. She was completely naked now. From down the floor, I could see the swollen lips of her beautiful, clean-shaven, pink pussy.

She removed the panties and threw them on my face. She was not leaving any chance of teasing me and being kinky.

Suddenly, she looked at me, moved over me with one foot on both sides of my head. She spread her feet a little wider and then, in no time, sat on my face.

As she was sitting down and I was still getting amazed by her naughty moves, her pussy looked to me like getting closer and closer every passing moment.

I was anticipating that she was going to face-sit on my face, filling her lovely wet pussy in my mouth. But as she came really close to my face, she moved ahead a bit, spread her big butts wide open with both her hands, and then sat on my face.

I realised it at the last second. My mouth inadvertently opened, and her cute asshole landed directly in my mouth.

When she was sure she had sat at the right place, she removed her hands from her butts. Due to that, my face was totally drowned under her big ass with her asshole filled in my mouth.

Nisha then smiled and said- What were you thinking, dear slave? You thought I was going to fill this lovely royal pussy of mine in your mouth? How silly of you. This is too precious, sexy and beautiful for it to be touched by a slave.

As my mouth was fully occupied, I could not say anything. She then moved herself back and forth, rubbing her asshole on my lips and my mouth.

She then shouted- What a lazy and useless slave you are. A queen has blessed you with her sexy asshole, but instead of loving it and giving her some pleasure, you are lying there like an idiot.

She had left all her weight on my face and sat firmly on it. With her huge butts covering my face all around, I was finding it a little difficult to breathe. She was being really kinky and authoritative, and when she shouted, I immediately started licking her asshole.

Then she said- Yeah, that’s much better. You must not stop until I ask you to. Ok?

I tried to answer her by nodding my head and making some sound. She understood and said- Good.

Then she asked Sameer to come forward. He moved ahead and stood in front of her, very close.

She put both her hands on the sides of his underwear and, in one go, she dragged it down. Sameer’s monster cock popped up like a spring and started shaking up and down in front of Nisha’s face.

Nisha was once again stunned by the length and girth of Sameer’s monster cock. Throbbing cock with 9-10 inches in length and 2 inches in girth, just like a cricket bat handle. It had been almost a month since she last saw it.

Nisha was looking at it with hungry eyes, without blinking them. As it was shaking up and down in its full glory, it looked like Nisha’s lips had dried. But there was brightness in her eyes.

Sameer was enjoying the look on Nisha’s face. He waited for a few seconds and then asked her- What happened, sweetheart?

Nisha looked at him and replied- Ufff, Sameer. It’s amazing. Why did you keep it away from me for a whole month?

Sameer replied- well, the delay is over, and it’s all yours, now jaan.

Nisha was shocked to hear Sameer calling her “jaan” again. I was shocked as well. But I could do nothing, and in that hypnotised and horny state, even Nisha did not bother to question him about it.

When Nisha did not act even after a couple of minutes, Sameer took her right hand and placed it on top of his throbbing cock. Nisha shivered like she had got an electric shock.

A whispering sigh came out of her mouth, and she said- ohhhh Jaanu. I missed it like hell. I have been dying to play with it. It’s the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.

I was again shocked to see Nisha calling Sameer “jaanu”. I thought that she might be horny and also be kinky to tease me.

Sameer- Who’s stopping you, jaan? Go ahead and play with it as much as you want.

Nisha again had a good eyeful look at that throbbing cock, and then placed both her hands on it. Sameer’s cock was shaking less now, but Nisha’s hands were still shaking, and she was still looking at Sameer’s monster cock with amazement. She started feeling it slowly with both hands.

Its touch was having an electrifying effect on her. Slowly, she started to feel it with more power and strength, and with every minute, her grip on it grew stronger. Finally, her soft, beautiful hands were all over Sameer’s cock. She was holding it with both hands.

It looked so erotic seeing her holding it like that. She started stroking it with both hands, and slowly she increased the speed of stroking. Sameer was now releasing silent moans, and both were looking at each other with lust and love. Nisha was loving stroking his cock and was giving him a hand-job at full speed.

Suddenly, Sameer stepped a little forward, and the tip of his dick brushed against Nisha’s lips. Nisha was shocked and looked at Sameer. But Sameer did not stop and brushed his mighty cock on her lips once again. Nisha could not take it anymore.

She continued stroking his cock with both hands and started kissing it with her lips. First, she kissed its tip and then started kissing it along with its shaft and everywhere. She was kissing it like a crazy and hungry hotwife. Sameer then gave a hard push on her lips and mouth with the tip of his cock.

Nisha got the signal, and her mouth opened automatically. Sameer’s cock was already wet due to the countless kisses Nisha had planted over it. So when Nisha opened her mouth, it slid easily inside her mouth. Now she was stroking the lower half of Sameer’s cock with her lovely hands.

While sucking the upper half with full zeal and energy. I got really excited seeing her, and started to lick her asshole even strongly. I opened her butts wide with my hands and inserted my tongue deep inside. Then I locked her asshole with my lips and started licking and tongue fucking it.

I held her thighs and started eating her asshole with full force and energy. On one hand, Nisha was going mad with this act of mine, and on the other hand, she was going crazy sucking and stroking Sameer’s cock. Seeing her condition, Sameer moved forward.

He put both his hands on her head and started fucking in her mouth with full speed and energy. Nisha removed her hands from his cock and let him fuck her mouth freely. She put her right hand on her clit and started rubbing it hard. With the other hand, she started fondling and squeezing her big boobs.

The heat around us was crossing limits now. Nisha was getting pleasured from all sides. Her cuck husband was eating her ass so wildly, her bull was fucking in her mouth with full speed and force, and she was playing with her pussy & clit, and her boobs.

Her pussy had become so wet and was oozing so much of her love juices that it was literally flowing now. A big share of her love juice was coming down towards her ass. I was lucky to be in a position to taste that unlimited supply of salty-sour juice of her pussy.

The amount of pleasure Nisha was receiving at that moment was incredible. Usually, her moans will be so loud with that amount of pleasure. But her mouth was filled with Sameer’s mighty cock. There was no way she could release a moan.

But she was aroused and excited as hell. I realised that she may explode with a super-powerful orgasm anytime now. Sameer also realised it. Nisha’s face was full red, and her expressions were so intense. Realising that Nisha may cumm anytime, Sameer increased his speed to full throttle.

Now he was fucking almost brutally in her mouth. The whole bathroom was echoing with the erotic “fuck-fuck” sound of Sameer’s cock going in and out of her mouth at full speed. Within a couple of minutes, Nisha let go of Sameer’s cock from her mouth as she could not take it anymore.

She took a deep breath and then let out a loud moan. She almost screamed, “I am cumming.” She was rubbing her clit hard, and her moans had become so loud. Her eyes were closed, but her face was wide open. Then she screamed again.

She could not sit anymore, and was about to fall on the floor when Sameer quickly moved forward and took her in his arms. She was still pressing her pussy hard with her hand. We both were seeing the heavenly sight of “her experiencing that super strong orgasm.”

Her body was shaking with big jolts as she was cumming heavily. She was moaning heavily, and her breath was running too fast, while her boobs were going up and down with each breath. Her body kept shaking with those orgasmic jolts for around 2 minutes.

After that, her body started getting a bit relaxed. But all this time, her hand was tightly pressed over her pussy. Finally, I also came near her and tried to hug her to make her relax even more. After 5 minutes, she was back to normal, but her cheeks were still red. She was feeling shy as we both were looking at her.

She looked at Sameer and then kissed his lips and said to him- Oh, Jaanu, you are awesome. I had a mind-blowing orgasm.

I was shocked to see how much she was ignoring me. As a hotwife, she was being kinky and still teasing me. She then looked at me and put her hand on my face and smilingly said- Good job, my dear slave. You are a wonderful eater of ass!

Sameer and I looked at her in amazement. She was still treating him as her king and me as her slave, and that was super-hot and kinky.

To be continued in the next part.

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Udhar video mein Vikram aapni mummy ki chut chaat raha tha. Aur idhar meri chut aag ugal rahi thi. Ab mujhse bhi raha nahi ja raha tha. Isiliye video dekhte hue maine dildo aapni chut mein daal liya tha. Ab main dildo se aapni chut ko chod rahi thi.

Vikram ne aapni mummy ko pura nanga kar diya tha. Aur chut chaat chaat ke usne aapni mummy ki chut ko geela kar diya tha. Jise woh camere mein dikha raha tha. Aur fir usne aapna lund aapni mummy ki chut par rakha.

Aur fir woh aapna lund aapni mummy ki chut par patakne laga. Kuch der lund chut par patakne ke baad, Vikram halke halke aapna lund aapni mummy ki chut mein daalne laga. Vikram ka lund bade aaram se chut mein ja raha tha.

Aur pura lund daalne ke baad Vikram thodi der aise hi ruk gaya. Aur fir bade pyaar se woh halke halke dhakke lagane laga. Jisse uska mota lund uski mummy ki chut mein ander bahar hone laga.

Vikram ko chudai karte dekhkar yakin nahi ho raha thaki ye sach mein aapni mummy ko chod raha tha. Aur iski mummy ko abhi tak kuch pata tak nahi chala tha. Vikram bade pyaar se aapni mummy ke dudh dabate hue halke halke dhakke laga raha tha.

Aur uski mummy bed par leti leti kasmasa rahi thi. Aur halki halki hil bhi rahi thi. Vikram ki mummy ko dekhkar lag raha tha. Woh puri tarah se neend ki goli ke nashe mein thi. Isiliye itna mota lund leke bhi unki neend nahi khul rahi thi.

Woh bas kasmasa rahi thi. Aur unke muh se halki halki ummmm ummmm ki awaaj bhi nikal rahi thi. Vikram halke halke dhakke lagaye ja raha tha. Woh aapni mummy ko bade pyaar se chod raha tha. Aur idhar main aapni chut mein dildo ander bahar kar rahi thi.

Us waqt main itni garam ho gayi thiki main ye soch rahi thiki kaash is waqt Vikram ki maa ki jagah main hoti. Aur Vikram ka mota lund meri chut mein hota. Vikram ki video dekhte hue main dildo ander bahar kiye ja rahi thi.

Aur udhar Vikram aapni mummy ko chode ja raha tha. Aur fir kuch der dhakke lagane ke baad Vikram ne aapna lund nikla liya. Aur Vikram ka pura lund uski mummy ki chut ke pani se geela hoke chamak raha tha.

Vikram ka geela lund dekhkar main itna to samajh gayi thiki neend mein hone ke baad bhi Vikram ki mummy ko chudai ka maza mil raha tha. Jisse unki chut geeli ho rahi thi. Unko to ye bhi nahi pata thaki jis lund ka sukh woh neend mein le rahi hai.

Woh lund unke khud ke bete ka tha. Aapna lund nikalne ke baad Vikram aapni mummy ke muh ke pass pauch gaya. Vikram ne aapni mummy ka muh kapde se dhaka hua tha. Sirf unke hont dikhayi de rahe the.

Aur fir Vikram aapni mummy ke honton ke pass aapna lund hilane laga. Aur kuch der baad Vikram ke lund se gaada pani nikal ke uski mummy ke honton par girne laga.

Vikram ne aapna sara pani aapni mummy ke honton par nikal diya. Aur pani nikalne ke baad Vikram camera pass le jaake sab ko ye dikhane laga. Aur fir maine mobile rakh diya. Aur jaldi jaldi dildo aapni chut mein ander bahar karne lagi.

Aur kuch hi der baad mera bhi pani nikal gaya. Main bed par leti leti hafne lagi. Main aapne charamsukh ke maze mein dubi hui thi. Aur fir kuch der baad main bathroom chali gayi. Aur jab main wapas aayi.

To aapna mobile dekhne lagi. Usmein Vikram ka message aaya hua tha.

Vikram – Ye dekho, aunty aapki nabhi ne mera kya haal kiya hai?

Vikram ke message ke sath ek video bhi tha. Aur jaise hi maine woh video khol ke dekha. To usmein ek mobile mein meri nabhi ki photo thi. Aur woh mobile bed par rakha hua tha. Aur Vikram meri photo dekhte hue aapna lund hila raha tha.

Main Vikram ke lund ko dekhe ja rahi thi. Aur Vikram aapna lund hilaye ja raha tha. Aur kuch der baad Vikram ne dher sara pani meri photo par nikal diya. Vikram ke aur bhi message aaye the. Magar main bathroom mein thi.

Isiliye Vikram ko laga ki main so gayi hu. Isiliye woh mujhe message karke chala. Aur fir main bhi so gayi. Aur fir subha meri aankh sade 7 baje khuli. Aur fir main fresh hoke ghar ke kaam karne lagi. Aur jab main aapne kamre ko theek karne lagi.

To takiya ke neeche mujhe mera dildo mila. Jise maine raat ko takiya ke neeche hi rakh diya tha. Aapne dildo ko dekhkar main raat ka scene yaad karne lagi. Kaise Vikram aapni mummy ki chudai kar raha tha.

Aur uska woh kala mota lund kaise uski mummy ki chut mein ander bahar ho raha tha. Mujhe yakin nahi ho raha thaki main aapne bete ki umar ke ladke ka lund dekhkar bar bar garam ho rahi thi. Maine pehle bhi jawan ladko ki porn dekhkar khud ko shaant kiya hai.

Magar jitni garam main Vikram ka lund dekh kar. Aur uski maa bete ki chudai ki baate sunke ho rahi thi. Itni garmi aaj tak maine aapne ander mehsus nahi ki thi. Aur shayad aisa isiliye ho raha tha. Kyuki hum dono maa bete ki chudai ki baate kar rahe the.

Warna porn dekhkar main itni garam kabhi nahi hui thi. Aur aaj subha subha hi main uski baate yaad karne se garam ho rahi thi. Vikram ki maa bete ki chudai ki baate mujhe bar bar aapne bete ke bare mein sochne par majbur kar rahi thi.

Bed ke samne lage sheeshe mein main khud ko dekh rahi thi. Aur khud ko dekhte hue main bar bar yahi soch rahi thiki aaj se kuch din pehle tak meri zindgi normal thi. Main kabhi kabhi hi khud ki chut ragad ke shaant karti thi.

Magar jab se main Vikram se maa bete ki chudai ki baate karne lagi hu. Tab se meri chut harr waqt garam rehne lagi hai. Aur sabse badi baat ye hai ki mujhe Vikram se maa bete ki chudai ki baate karna aacha lag raha tha.

Aur fir kuch der yahi sab sochne ke baad main nahane chali gayi. Aur nahate waqt bhi mujhe Vikram ki chudai ki video dikhayi de rahi thi. Main bar bar uski incest baato ke bare mein soch rahi thi. Vikram ki baate mere dimag mein ghum rahi thi.

Main aapne bete ke bare mein soch rahi thiki kya Vikram ka kehna sahi hai. Kya jo harkate mera beta mere sath kar raha hai. Woh sari harkate ek incest ladka hi karta hai. Yahi sab sochte sochte main naha ke kapde pehnne lagi.

Aur kapde pehen ke main kamre mein aa gayi. Main abhi blouse aur peticot mein sheeshe ke samne khadi thi. Main khud ko sheeshe mein dekhe ja rahi thi. Mere bade bade dudh mera khula hua pet meri gehri nabhi is waqt bilkul Vikram ki maa jaise lag rahi thi.

Main khud ko sheeshe mein dekhkar soch rahi thiki kya Vikram ki tarah mera beta bhi mere badan ka deewana hai. Aur kya woh bhi Vikram ki tarah mere badan ko bhogna chahta hai. Vikram ki baato ne aur uski video ne meri soch puri tarah badal di thi.

Aur fir yahi sab sochte sochte Maine time dekha. To 9 baj rahe the. Aur fir main aapne bete ke kamre mein pauch gayi. Aur jaise hi maine aapne bete ke kamre ki light jalayi. To aaj maine woh dekha. Jise main harr roj dekhkar nazarandaaj kar rahi thi.

Mera beta bed par leta hua tha. Aur uske kacche mein uska lund pura khada hua tha. Jisse uske kacche mein tambu bana hua tha. Ye nazara maine pehle bhi kai bar dekha hai. Magar tab main maa bete ki chudai ke bare mein nahi janti thi.

Isiliye tab mujhe isse koi farak nahi padta tha. Main yahi sochti thiki subha toilet ki wajah se lund khada hona aam baat hai. Aur mere bete ke sath bhi yahi ho raha hai. Magar ab Vikram ki wajah se meri soch badal gayi thi.

Ab main bhi aapne bete ko ek incest ladke ki tarah dekh rahi thi. Mere bete ka lund tambu banke khada hua tha. Main use hi dekhe ja rahi thi. 1 minute tak lund ko ghurne ke baad main aapne bete ke pass gayi. Aur boli.

Main – Uth ja beta, aur kitna soyega. Dekh 9 baj rahe hai.

Aur fir meri baat sunke mera beta aankhe khol ke mujhe dekhne laga. Aur mujhe dekhkar smile karne laga. Maine bhi use dekhkar smile kiya. Aur fir main uske kamre ke bahar aa gayi. Aur kitchen mein jaake nasta banane lagi.

Nasta banate hue bhi mujhe mere bete ka khayal aa raha tha. Waise to uska khada lund maine kai bar uske kacche mein dekha hai. Magar tab mujhe usse koi farak nahi padta tha. Magar aaj main uske lund ke bare mein soch rahi thi.

Mere samne bar bar uska khada lund aa raha tha. Aur dimag mein Vikram ki baate, main bar bar yahi soch rahi thiki kahi mera beta jaankar to ye sab nahi kar raha hai. Main khud ko samjhane lagiki main aapne bete ke bare mein kuch jayada hi soch rahi hu.

Mera beta aisa nahi hai. Main parathe banate banate yahi sab soch rahi thiki tabhi kisi ne meri nangi kamar par hath rakh diya. Aur dusra hath mere khande par rakh diya. Maine palat ke dekha to mera beta meri kamar pakde khada tha. Aur fir woh bola.

Mera beta – Kya banaya naste mein mummy?

Mera beta meri kamar par hath rakhkar mujhse chipak ke khada hua tha. Aur uska lund meri gaand par laga hua tha. Jise main aapni gaand par mehsus kar rahi thi. Abhi abhi main khud ko yahi samjha rahi thiki mera beta aisa nahi hai.

Magar aapne bete ki harkate dekhker meri soch uske bare mein badal rahi thi. Woh meri kamar par hath rakhkar khada hua tha. Uska lund lagataar meri gaand par dhastak de raha tha. Aur fir main boli.

Main – Aloo ke parathe bana rahi hu beta. Tu bahar kamre mein jaake beth. Main abhi leke aati hu.

Mera beta – Mummy aap sare parathe bana lo. Fir sath mein hi khate hai.

Aur fir mera beta ye baat bolke kitchen se bahar chala gaya. Aur uske bahar jaate hi main uski harkato ke bare mein sochen lagiki kya mera beta bhi Vikram ki tarah incest hai. Kyuki uski jin harkato ko main itne waqt se undekha kar rahi thi.

Woh sari harkate mujhe uske incest hone ka saboot de rahi thi. Aur uski umar bhi wahi thi. Jismein ladke chudai wali videos aur chudai karne ke bare mein hi sochte rehte hai. Mere dimag mein aapne bete ko leke bahut se sawal the.

Jinke jawab mere pass nahi the. Magar ab main aapne shak ko dur karna chahti thi. Aur fir main nasta leke aapne kamre mein aa gayi. Jaha mera beta betha hua tv dekh raha tha. Aur fir hum dono nasta karne lage.

Nasta karte hue bhi main aapne bete ko dekh rahi thi. Aur bar bar yahi soch rahi thiki kya sach mein mera sidha sadha beta mujhe chodna chahta hai. Mera beta bahut masum hai. Use dekhkar mujhe aisa kabhi nahi laga.

Magar uski harkate mujhe ye sochne par majbur kar rahi thi. Aur fir nasta karke main kitchen mein kaam karne lagi. Aur mera beta aapne kamre mein chala gaya. Aur fir main kaam karke kamre mein aa gayi. Aur jaldi se aapni fake id login karne lagi.

Aur jaise hi maine id login ki, mera mobile bajne laga. Kai sare notifications aaye the. Kai naye logo ne mujhe follow kiya tha. Dekhte hi dekhte mere 50 followers ban gaye the.

Aur kai message request bhi aayi thi. Id login karte hi main message dekhne lagi. Vikram ka bhi message aaya tha. Aur woh online bhi betha hua tha.

Vikram – Hello, aunty kaise ho aap, aaj aap abhi tak online nahi aaye.

Vikram ke aise kai message aaye the. Aur fir main bhi use message karne lagi.

Main – Main theek hu. Aaj mera beta ghar par hai. Isiliye online nahi aayi thi.

Vikram – Ohh aacha, waise kya kar rahe ho aap?

Main – Bas abhi abhi kaam khatam karke bethi hu. To socha tumse baat kar lu.

Vikram – Main bhi aapka hi wait kar raha tha. Waise aunty abhi aapka beta nahi hai kya?

Main – Woh aapne kamre mein hai. Main aapne kamre mein bethi hu.

Vikram – Waise aapke bete ki umar kya hai, aunty?

Main – Mera beta 18 ka hoke 19 mein laga hai.

Vikram – Matlab meri umar ka hai.

Main – Ha tumhari hi umar ka hai.

Vikram – Waise kal ki video kaise lagi, aunty?

Main – Bahut aachi thi. Sach kahu to mujhe abhi bhi yakin nahi ho raha hai ki video mein tum aapni maa ko chod rahe the.

Vikram – Aunty normal logo ka is cheej par yakin karna asan nahi hai. Magar ek incest ke liye ye normal hai.

Vikram ka kehna sahi tha. Pehle mujhe bhi is sab par bharosa nahi tha. Magar Vikram ki video dekhkar aur uski baate sunne ke baad mujhe bhi is sab par yakin ho gaya tha. Aur jo harkate mera beta mere sath kar raha tha.

Use dekhkar main samajh gayi thiki incest ladko ke liye ye sab karna normal hai.

Main – Vikram kal jo tum incest ladko ki harkato ke bare mein bata rahe the. Kya sach mein harr incest ladka ye sab harkate karta hai?

Vikram – Ha, aunty harr incest ladka ye harkate karta hai. Waise aapse ek baat puchu.

Main – Ha ha puchu.

Vikram – Aunty, aap ye sawal mujhse 3-4 bar puch chuki hai. Aapke bete ne aapke sath aise koi harkat ki hai kya?

Main – Nahi mera beta aisa nahi hai. Jo aapni maa ke sath aisa kuch kare. Woh bahut sidha sadha hai.

Vikram – Harr maa ko yahi lagta hai auntyki uska beta sidha hai. Magar harr maa ye bhool jati haiki uska beta ek mard bhi hai. Meri mummy bhi mujhe bahut sidha samjhti hai. Kyuki main unke samne sidha hi rehta hu.

Magar woh mere is roop ke bare mein nahi janti hai. Kyuki main ye sab unse chupa ke rakhta hu. Aur is duniya mein harr ladka aapna aise roop puri duniya se chupa ke hi rakhta hai. Warna ye duniya use chain se jeene nahi dengi.

Waise aunty main janta hu. Koi baat to hai. Isiliye aap mujhse 3-4 bar ye baat puch chuke ho.

Main – Nahi nahi aise koi baat nahi hai.

Vikram – Aunty hum dono chudai ki itni baate kar chuke hai. Main aapko aapni mummy ki sari chudai ki baate bata chuka hu. Yaha tak ki unki video bhi dikha chuka hu. Magar aap abhi bhi aapne dil ki baat batane mein jhijhak rahe ho.

Batao naa aunty kya baat hai? Kya aapke bete ne aapke sath kuch harkat ki hai?

Vikram ki baat sunke main soch mein pad gayiki kya main Vikram ko bata duki mera beta bhi mere sath woh sab harkate karta hai. Waise bhi Vikram mere liye anjaan tha. Aur woh mujhe janta bhi nahi tha. Isiliye woh mujhe judge bhi nahi karega.

Vikram – Aunty agar aise koi baat hai. To aap mujhe bata sakte ho. Waise bhi hum dono ek dusre se anjaan hai. Aur ho sakta hai. Main aapki kuch madad kar du.

Main – Ha mera bete ne bhi mere sath kuch harkat ki hai. Isiliye main tumse woh sab puch rahi thi.

Vikram – Kya harkat ki hai aapke bete ne aunty?

Main – Woh kai bar mujhe peeche se pakad leta hai. Aur jab woh mujhe peeche se pakadta hai. To uska lun……

Maine aapni baat aise hi adhuri chhod di. Aur tabhi Vikram bola.

Vikram – Aur jab woh aapko peeche se pakadta hai. To uska lund aapki gaand par lagta hai.

Main – Ha aise hi hota hai. Kya woh aisa jaankar kar raha hai? Ya main kuch galat soch rahi hu. Bas yahi main samajh nahi pa rahi hu.

Vikram – Kya aapka beta pehle bhi aapke sath aisa karta tha?

Main – Ha karta tha, magar tab mujhe aisa kabhi nahi lagaki woh kuch galat kar raha hai.

Vikram – Kya tab bhi aapko uske lund ka ahsas aapni gaand par hota tha?

Main – Pata nahi, pehle maine aisa uske bare kuch socha nahi.

Vikram – Yahi to baat hai aunty. Harr maa aapne bete ko sidha samjhti hai. Isiliye woh uske bare mein galat nahi sochti hai. Main abhi bhi mummy ki gaand par aapna lund lagata hu. Magar woh mujhe kuch nahi kehti hai. Kyuki main unka beta hu.

Main – To tum kehna chahte hoki mera beta bhi incest hai.

Vikram – Ye to uski harkate bata rahi hai aunty. Aapni maa ko aapne lund ki garmi wahi beta deta hai. Jo aapni maa ko chodna chahta ho. Aur mujhe lagta hai. Aapko aapne bete ke lund ka ahsas pehle hi ho chuka tha. Bas aap uske bare mein galat sochna nahi chahti thi.

Vikram ki baat sunke mere kaan garam hone lage. Main aapne bete ke bare mein sochne lagi. Vikram ka kehna sach tha. Aapne bete ke lund ka ahsas mujhe pehle bhi kai bar hua tha. Magar main hi ye sab nazarandaaj kar deti thi.

Magar Vikram ki maa bete ki chudai ki baate sunne ke baad, ab mujhe sab kuch samajh aa raha tha.

Vikram – Aunty aapse kuch aur baate puchu sach sach bataoge. Ise pata chal jayega ki aapka incest hai ya nahi.

Main – Hmm hmmm.

Vikram – Kya aapke bete ne aapko kabhi aapna lund dikhya hai?

Main – Nahi kabhi nahi aisa to usne kabhi nahi kiya.

Vikram – Directly naa dikhaya ho aunty. Magar jab aap uske kamre mein jati ho. To woh aapna lund khada karke aapko dikhata ho.

Vikram ki baat sunke main aapne bete ke bare mein aochne lagi. Kyuki aise aapne bete ka khada lund maine kai bar dekha tha. Aur aaj subha bhi mere bete ka lund khada hua tha.

Vikram – Aap kuch soch rahe ho aunty. Matlab mera kehna sach hai.

Main – Subha subha to harr mard ka lund khada hi hota hai. Ismein koi badi baat nahi hai.

Vikram – Ha aunty harr mard ka lund khada hota hai. Magar normally log aapni maa ke aane par aapna lund chupa lete hai. Magar ek incest ladka hi aapna lund kabhi nahi chupata hai.

Kyuki woh aapni maa ko aapna lund dikhana chahta tha. Main daave ke sath keh sakta huki aapka bhi aapna lund nahi chupata hoga.

Vikram ka kehna sahi tha. Mere bete ne kabhi bhi mujhse aapne lund nahi chupaya. Balki uska khada lund dekhkar main hi uske kamre ke bahar aa jati thi. Vikram mujhe mere bete ke bare mein woh baate bhi bata de raha tha. Jo maine use kabhi nahi batayi thi.

Vikram – Batao naa aunty, kya aapka beta kabhi aapna khada lund chupata hai?

Main – Nahi woh nahi chupata hai.

Vikram – Aisa hi hota hai aunty. Woh aapko aapna lund dikha ke garam karna chahta hai. Main bhi aapni maa ke sath aisa hi karta hu. Maine bhi unhe aapna lund dikhata hu. Aur woh bhi bina kacche ke.

Main – To kya woh dekhti hai tumhara lund?

Vikram – Bilkul dekhti hai, aunty. Main unke samne sone ka natak karta hu. Aur tab maine dekha hai. Woh mere lund ko ghur ghur ke dekhti hai. Aur mujhe lagta hai. Aapka beta bhi aapko aapna lund ghurte hue dekhta hai.

Vikram ki baat sunke main uski baat ke bare mein sochne lagi. Kyuki aapne bete ka khada lund maine bhi kai bar dekha hai. Halaki maine anjane mein dekha tha. Magar aaj subha main uske lund ko jaankar dekh rahi thi.

Aur shayad mera beta bhi mujhe aapna lund ghurte hue dekh raha tha.

Vikram – Waise aunty kya aap aapne bete ke samne kapde badal leti ho?

Main – Ha badal leti hu. Magar sirf upar ke kapde.

Vikram – Matlab aapke bete ne aapko nanga bhi dekha hai. Fir to uska incest banna lazmi hai.

Main – Matlab tum kehna chahte hoki aapne bete ke samne kapde badalne ki wajah se woh incest bana hai.

Vikram – Ha aunty harr incest ladke ki shuruaat yahi se hoti hai. Chudai wali video aur kahani padne ke baad har ladke ko uski maa aachi lagne lagti hai. Aur unka nanga badan dekh dekhkar woh incest banta hai.

Main bhi aise hi incest bana hu. Aur aapka beta bhi aapka nanga badan dekhkar hi incest bana hoga. Aapki to sirf nabhi dekhkar mera lund khada ho gaya tha. Socho aapke bete ne to samne se aapka nanga badan dekha hai. Use dekhkar uska kya haal hota hoga.

Aur upar se aapka beta ye bhi janta haiki aap aapne pati se dur rehti ho. Aur jin aurto ke pati unse dur rehte hai. Unki chut hamesha lund ke liye tarasti hai. Aur aapke bete ki sari harkato se ye sabit hota hai.

Ki aapka beta incest hai. Aur agar aapko abhi bhi in sab baato par shak hai. To main aapko chudai wali story ka link bhej raha hu. In story ko padke aapko samajh aa jayegaki aapka beta aapke sath kya kar raha hai.

Vikram ki baate sunke main puri tarah hill gayi thi. Aur fir Vikram ne mujhe ek story ka link bhej diya. Aur jaise maine woh link khola. Tab maine pehli bar incest rahul ka naam suna tha. Magar tab main ye nahi janti thi.

Ki incest rahul ki kahani padke main bhi incest banne wali thi. Link kholte hi dher sari kahaniyaan mere samne aa gayi. Aur harr kahani maa bete ke upar hi thi. Kahaniyaan dekhne ke baad main boli.

Main – Ye sab kya hai Vikram?

Vikram – Ye sab maa bete ke upar likhi hui chudai ki kahaniyaan hai aunty. Harr incest ladka ye kahaniyaan padta hai. Aur jo harkate aapka beta aapke sath kar raha hai. Woh sab aapko ismein dekhne ko milegi.

Main – Aacha chalo ab main chalti hu. Mujhe khana banana hai.

Vikram – Theek hai, aunty, raat mein agar aap free ho. To message kar dena. Aur kahani pad ke batana kaise lagi.

Main – Theek hai.

Vikram se ye baat bolke main kahani padne lagi. Aur kahani padte padte hi meri chut geeli hone lagi. Incest rahul ne wakai bahut aachi kahani likhi thi. Aur usmein us kahani ka hero jo harkate aapni maa ke sath kar raha tha.

Woh sari harkate mera beta mere sath kar raha tha. Incest rahul ki kahani padke samjh aayaki mere bete ne jo harkate mere sath ki thi. Woh sab anjaane mein nahi, balki jaankar ki thi. Kahani padte padte meri puri chut geeli ho gayi thi.

Hi everyone, hope you all are doing well. I am back with another sexual encounter of my sexy Mom, Sujatha. My Mom, Sujatha, is 45 years old and has a sexy slutty figure of 34D-32-36. She is a sex bomb who can raise the dick of men with her sexy walk.

In the previous part, you read how my friends ate my Mom’s pussy and ass hole. After which, we all received an amazing blow job and rim job from my Mom. We fucked my Mom in turns till we filled her holes with our warm juices. We had her on the coach, bed and bathroom.

My friends and I slept after that heavy sex with my Mom. But since my Mom’s pussy was burning, she went to the fridge and took an ice pack. She went to the washroom and filled the bathtub with hot water. She sat in it with an ice pack behind her head. It soothed her pussy, and she took a nice bath.

She wiped and put on a robe that was hanging in the washroom and came out. As she looked around, she saw 4 boys sleeping naked with their dick inviting her to suck. She slowly came to the bed and touched Vikas’s dick. She started to move it up and down slowly while playing with his pubic hair.

But his dick didn’t get hard, so she bent and took his dick in her mouth. She started to suck his dick to make it hard. But Vikas was in deep sleep, and his dick was not getting hard. My Mom left his dick thinking it was just a waste of her energy to try any of our dicks.

She walked towards the glass window and looked towards the swimming pool. There he is, Janardan, who was sitting with his legs in the pool, drinking. A smile appeared on Mom’s face, and she wore a sexy bra and thong. She put the robe back and went down to the pool.

It was cool outside as the farmhouse is at the outskirts of the city. She walked slowly, and Janardan was surprised to see my Mom coming to him. She sat on the resting bench by the pool and asked him, “What are you doing alone?”

Janardan turned to my Mom and said, “What will I do, just drink till I feel sleepy and then sleep?”

My Mom asked, “Why don’t you visit your wife and kids in the village?” Janardan said, ” I will be going next month, as this month I am completely busy with all the work I have to manage.” Mom felt sad and went to him. She sat with her legs in the pool and felt the water was hot.

My Mom asked him, “These pools have hot water, too?” Janardan said, “Yes, this pool has that system to heat the water. So my boss and his son can enjoy it even at midnight.” My Mom, looking at Janardan, said, “I really feel sorry for you, as you are working so hard for your family.”

Janaradan caught Mom’s chin and pulled her closer to his face. He said, “I thought you were sorry since I didn’t jump on you as soon as I saw you.” A smile appeared on Mom’s face, and she bit her lips. She said, “Actually, I thought you would do that in the first place.”

Those words triggered Janardan, and he didn’t waste a minute. He locked his lips with Mom’s, and they kissed. Their kiss slowly turned so wild that they were holding each other’s heads, kissing to get dominant over the others. Janardan pulled Mom’s robe open.

Looking at her boobs in the red bra, he buried his face in her cleavage. He kissed Mom’s cleavage, licked it and looked into Mom’s face.

He said, “I have fucked many bitches and sluts. But you know you are above them in terms of getting fucked. Your pussy has a taste that any man who tastes it once will not control himself.”

My Mom, with a naughty smile, said, “No one is controlling you now, either.” Janadran pushed my Mom back, making her lie on the floor. He got on top of her and locked her lips back. They kissed while Janardan was playing with Mom’s boobs. He pushed the bra up and moved to her boobs.

He started to suck her boobs one after the other, slowly in a smooth and romantic way. Last time when he fucked Mom at my Mom, he was all rough and wild. But today he was so gentle and romantic, which is making my mom’s pussy leak. He kissed her navel and played with it.

He took the bottle from the side. Poured the drink into Mom’s navel and licked it. He did the same three or 3-4 times, and then, opening her robe, he went down. He could see Mom in thongs, and he slowly pulled the thong, making my Mom raise her ass off the ground.

Now Mom also unhooked her bra and removed it. She lay on the floor, back, but with the robe underneath her. Janardan poured the drink on her pussy now and started to lick her pussy. Mom moaned with her hand over his head. She was moaning as Janardan ate her pussy for some time.

Then Janardan stood and undressed himself. My Mom sat and grabbed his dick like a hungry slut. Janardan turned himself towards her legs and pushed Mom back to the floor. He placed his legs on either side of Mom’s face. He then sat down with his balls hanging over Mom’s mouth.

Mom pulled her tongue out and started to lick his hairy balls. Janaradan was playing with Mom’s boobs. He started to pull Mom’s boobs up, holding her hard nipples. Mom was loving the roughness in him. He also slapped Mom’s boobs a few times, making her scream.

Janardan then held his dick and pointed it towards the earth. He lowered himself. My Mom was ready with her mouth wide open, and Janaradan’s dick went down her throat. Janardan was still holding the grip of his dick, and he started to move up and down.

Making his dick go down my mom’s throat and come out. He did it for some time while Mom’s one hand was massaging his hanging balls. She was sniffing his balls as they fell on her nose. Janardan then lowered himself, lying on my Mom completely.

They were in a 69 position, he started to lick my Mom while fucking her mouth. My Mom was gagging and sucking his dick hard. They were moaning in between, and they were so engrossed. That they didn’t notice the watchman and gardener were standing near them, watching them.

Janardan pulled his mouth from Mom’s pussy and, moaning, “Oh, fuck.” He cum in Mom’s mouth. Mom raised her leg and put it around his neck. She pushed him back on her pussy. With her leg around his neck, Mom was lifting her ass off the ground, rubbing her pussy over his mouth.

She was doing it with speed, and soon she moaned. She squirts her juices on Janardan’s face.

What was my mom’s reaction after getting back to her senses, noticing Watchman and the Gardener watching her sucking Janardan’s dick? Did she suck their dick too? Did it end only with sucking, or did they three together fucked her holes as well?

I will let you know in the next part. Hope you loved the story as always. You can write to me your feedback at [email protected]. Bye.