“Move a little to the side, Ma,” Neetu asked Usha after she handed Kishen the ‘flavoured’ drink.
Usha sluggishly rolled her body over to the side of the bed, positioning herself in front of Kishen.
“Kishen, come closer and sit cross-legged. I want to rest my legs on your thighs. Plus, you can see Neetu better,” said Usha.
Assuming the position while holding the drink, Kishen watched as Neetu laid herself on her back at the centre of the bed. She spread her legs, welcoming her dad. He swiftly placed his tool between the lips of her pussy.
“Tell me if the weight of my legs makes you uncomfortable, Kishen,” says Usha. Lying next to her daughter, she places her calves on the folded knees of Kishen, who sat cross-legged.
“Ah, this semi-spread and slightly elevated posture sure brings the air where it seldom blows,” adds Usha making herself comfortable.
“Bullshit! She just wants to give you a good view of her freshly shaved pussy, Kishen,” said Neetu.
“Neetu!” reacted a blushing and embarrassed Usha.
Kishen hears his dad and mom break chuckle as they watch. Sunil stood next to the table, sipping a drink. Savi sat on the chair, still reeling from her orgasm. Spreading her pussy lips with her fingers to better accommodate her father’s mushroom.
Neetu adds, “This is when you feel the cool air visiting a place it seldom does.”
“…and this is how the cool air ‘rings the bell’ to see if anyone is home,” said Ramesh. He holds his mushroom and rubs it right and left across his daughter’s clit, saying, “Ding dong ding dong.”
Everyone chuckles.
“LOL, that’s a perversely corny dad joke, pappa,” said Neetu.
“Wait, there is more. This is how the air leans in to see if anyone is home,” Ramesh adds as he swiftly dips the dick tip in Neetu.
“Oh, Ah, very funny! I don’t remember the air being that thick and tangible,” responded Neetu.
“Ok, daughter, I’ll give you some real air,”
*Brrriiip*
Ramesh farted, drawing another round of chuckles from everyone. Turning his head to look at Kishen’s reaction, Ramesh finds him grossed out.
“I’m sorry, Kishen beta. But you must get used to funny body sounds while sexing, especially in groups,” Added Ramesh.
“Consider yourself lucky that it doesn’t smell much, ” Neetu added.
“Yeah, but I get some weird smell, gross.”
“Ha ha, it will take some getting used to. My point is, don’t hesitate to let go if you have the urge,” said Ramesh.
Kishen gets visibly dull as the smell turns him off.
“Does Ramesh uncle have a fart fetish, now?” Kishen wondered.
“Why don’t you stop fooling around and show Kishen what you were going to show,” Usha asked Ramesh, noticing Kishen’s dullness.
“Oh yes,” said Ramesh. “Just to be clear, Kishen. I have no fart fetish if that’s what you think.”
Kishen nods with a helpless smile, not knowing what to say.
“Anyway, let’s get to the point,” continues Ramesh.
He positions his knees closer to Neetu’s bottom such that his cock is comfortably resting on the slit of her lips-spread pussy. With slow-paced to-and-fro hip movements. He rubs his shaft and its tip over Neetu’s pussy, without entering.
Turning to look at Kishen, Ramesh adds, “You see, this is the low-effort stuff to keep up the pleasure and horniness. You can go on as much as you’d like to keep yourself and the woman on edge.”
Kishen watches Neetu zoning in pleasure with squinted eyes and clenched jaws. He also notices how Ramesh’s mushroom manages to ‘occasionally’ touch down upon Neetu’s clit.
“You can use your fingers too,” says Ramesh as he stoops over a bit and rubs his daughter’s clit with his thumb.
“Oh, yeah, Pappa, I can enjoy this all day,” says Neetu.
After several moments in the zone, Neetu lifts one of her legs and places its heel over her dad’s shoulder. Supporting Neetu’s calf, Ramesh begins to embrace her with his face, his daughter’s feet and leg, as though it was the dandi of a veena.
Kishen watched as Ramesh’s lips kissed every inch of her feet while his nose vacuumed its scent, which Kishen couldn’t imagine. Ramesh’s chin and jaw rubbed chaotically all over his daughter’s feet. As he mouthed her toes, his tongue swiped clean the wedges between them.
Everyone in the room was awed at how Ramesh was engrossed in pleasuring his daughter. Usha swiftly lifted one of her legs (that was resting on Kishen’s thighs) and positioned her foot in front of Ramesh’s face. But with eyes closed to pleasure his daughter, he barely noticed his wife’s feet facing him.
Smack!
The sound of Usha’s feet smacking her husband’s face and snapping him out of his indulgence echoed in the room instantly. Everyone chuckled and smiled except Kishen. All he could do was sit still and be smitten by whatever he witnessed.
To Ramesh, it was as if he’d been offered another candy while devouring the one he already had. Supporting Usha’s leg in the air with his other hand (the one whose fingers rubbed Neetu’s clit until then), Ramesh began loving either foot of his wife and daughter fully.
Sniffing, mouthing, licking, and rubbing his face all over, Ramesh couldn’t get enough. All the while, he maintained the to-and-fro semi-thrusts of his cock head-on and across his daughter’s pussy.
“How on earth is he able to multitask like that?! Is he even getting to enjoy it?” wondered Kishen for a moment.
“Give me more, ” Ramesh mutters.
Adjusting their bodies from where they lay, the mother and daughter lifted their other legs. They offered their foot to Ramesh. Struggling to support their legs with both hands, Ramesh continued his feet worship. This time, however, Ramesh had to stop his to-and-fro.
“Obviously,” Kishen thought to himself. “How simultaneous can a person be?”
But Kishen also noticed from his POV that Ramesh uncle was very erect. A string of precum oozed out of his cock. It drooled onto the bed’s narrow area, arched and shadowed by Neetu’s and Usha Aunty’s legs.
Kishen’s attention was soon drawn to the mother and daughter fingering each other. Just as he thought he’d seen enough, Savi came over. She positioned herself behind Ramesh—sort of next to Kishen.
Taking in her hand the drooling cock of the dad and husband, she began stroking Ramesh.
“Oh, Ramesh, Look how throbbing you are. It shows how much you longed to taste both their feet at once. You like that, don’t you?” Savi said in such an erotic tone that further aroused Kishen.
“Yeah, beyond how you can imagine,” Responded Ramesh, struggling to talk amid his worship. “Stroke slowly, Savi. I don’t want to cum yet.”
Supporting Ramesh’s body, Savi slowed the pace of her stroking him. She then turned her neck to look Kishen in the eye. She kissed Ramesh’s neck and naughtily smiled at her son. A wave of horniness passed through Kishen.
With all the action he witnessed, he couldn’t sip on the mom-flavoured drink. Sitting cross-legged beside his mom, he struggled to keep his other hand from stroking his erection. But that didn’t stop his precum to drip out of his cock, which Savi instantly noticed.
“Like what you see, son?” asked Sunil from across the room, standing near the table and mildly stroking his tool.
“Isn’t that obvious? His observation has been glued to everything unfolding before his eyes. He couldn’t even sip his drink,” says Usha.
Then, Kishen became aware of the drink he’s been holding.
“Go on, have a big gulp,” ordered Savi, still stroking Ramesh.
Kishen obliges.
“How much of it is remaining?” she asks.
“Enough for another gulp, I guess, ”
“Can I have it?”
“Uh, sure, Mom,” responds Kishen, aroused at the prospect.
He extends the glass towards her.
“No, get up on your knees, come closer to me, and hand it over.”
With a heavily beating heart, Kishen does as instructed.
“One hell of a surprise you pulled, Kishen. I still can’t believe what I am seeing. But anyway, sooner or later, we were meant to include you.” says Savi, inches from her son.
Not knowing what to say or do, Kishen stands on his knees, holding the drink.
“Let’s break the ice, shall we?” asked Savi.
“What do you mean?”
“Just answer my questions.”
“Ok,” Kishen responded rather nervously.
“When did you come to know about all these?” asked Savi.
“The last time you guys were making out. I overheard your moans of pleasure, got suspicious, and came to check.”
Keen to hear the conversation between his wife and son, Sunil approaches the bed. He sits on the edge next to Usha.
Rubbing each other’s clits while extending their feet to Ramesh to worship. The mother-daughter duo also hear the conversation between Kishen and Savi.
“What do you think of me?” Savi asks as she continues to stroke Ramesh slowly.
“N…nothing, Mom.”
“Do you have any feelings or ‘urges’ towards me?”
“No.”
“Tell honestly, Kish. No need to feel embarrassed or shy. We won’t judge you. Look at me. I’m engaging with my father,” Neetu added.
Kishen noticed Savi’s eyes were trying to fish the truth out of him. He decided to come clean. “I don’t know, mom. I never thought of you sexually. But in the last few weeks, I’ve been through a lot. Perhaps more than what you know.”
“Go on, son. We’re listening,” added Sunil.
“Well, let me confess. My biggest crush was towards Usha aunty and then Neetu. I could enter this house the last time you were at it as I had a spare key,” Kishen said.
“After what I witnessed, you began to appear in my mind frequently, Mom, especially while I masturbated. I find myself aroused but also repelled by it. I used to think I was a dirty pervert until I could speak with Tariq.”
“What?! You told Tariq about us?” Savi asked, rather shocked and momentarily stopping at stroking Ramesh.
“No, it wasn’t like that. He fished it out. I didn’t tell him anything about my conflicted state of mind. Just bits of what I witnessed.”
“And?” asks Sunil.
“I came to know even he had an inclination to his mom, Fidah aunty. But she didn’t reciprocate much. Still, they are very open and liberal, ”
“In what way?” inquired Savi, resuming to stroke Ramesh.
“In every way, I’d say. I can’t tell much, Mom.”
“Ok, continue,” added Neetu.
“I got to know of some of Tariq’s sexual indulgences and felt I was missing out on action. Until Neetu came to the rescue.”
Savi paused for a while, digesting what her son had confessed while resuming to stroke Ramesh.
“After ‘releasing your tension’ with Neetu, did you have urges towards me? Or Did the idea arouse you?” Savi asked.
“I don’t know. Maybe, maybe not. But seeing you stroking Ramesh uncle from behind by sticking your body to his back will surely arouse me.”
Savi looks at Kishen’s erect cock and re-notices his precum drooling over from its slit. It gets her more aroused.
Savi momentarily stops herself from stroking Ramesh and unsticks his body. She extends her hand towards Kishen, gesturing him to hand over the glass of whiskey in his hands.
“I knew a day would come when you’d be indulging with us with or without pleasuring me. I never really liked the idea of a sensual relationship with my son. But I’d be lying if I said the thought never enticed me. I guess I am also on the fence, just like you, son,” said Savi.
Kishen nodded in full agreement and respect.
“Setting aside all that, a cock is still a cock,” Savi added. Kishen was aback in arousal.
Savi took the glass from Kishen’s hand and scooped his precum with the fingertips of her other hand. It had already been smeared in Ramesh’s precum. His mother dipped her cum-smeared finger in the drink, stirred, and gulped it bottoms up. Kishen became instantly aroused.
“What a fucking slut!” the beast in him whispered. Fortunately or unfortunately, Savi’s action had awoken the beast in Kishen. Kishen rose on his feet, grabbed Savi’s head by her hair and began to mouth-fuck her rough and tough. It took moments for even Savi to process the instantaneous act.
Still, she decided not to resist and go along. Everyone except Ramesh, engrossed in foot worship, noticed the sudden change in Kishen’s demeanour. They witnessed a character of Kishen that was unlike the shy boy they had known him to be.
Sunil had a prideful realization that his son, too, could go beast mode, just like him. He smiled at the sight of his son mouth-fucking like a machine. The pride wasn’t Sunil’s alone. Savi, too, could pridefully retrospect where his aggression was coming from. Her head bobbed vigorously on her son’s cock.
“Like father like son, a junior beast for me to tame,” she thought.
Deepti (part 5.2) knew not how to channel Kishen’s untamed sexual energy. But Savi had learned the ropes of taming the papa beast. And thanks to that, Sunil could grow beyond being an aggressive fucker.
“I have to teach my son to tame himself, too, ” Savi thought. Her jaws began to ache from the non-stop thrusts that she was receiving from her son. Savi knew from experience with the pappa beast—how to keep beast junior under control. Grabbing his butt cheeks tightly with both her hands, she kneaded it strongly.
She’d frequently pushed her thumbs against Kishen’s bottom. She then dug a couple of fingers into his hole and ran them around its orifice, applying pressure as needed. She gradually tried to sync her finger movements to his thrusts.
Savi knew synced anal stimulation, bottom pressuring, and butt cheek smothering would tame the beast. And voila! It worked. Savi successfully managed to tame the beast so that his energy of thrusts remained intact. But his output somehow became less chaotic and more pleasurable.
Soon, Usha and Neetu had decided they couldn’t simply lay and watch Kishen pumping.
“Pappa, fuck me while I watch Kishen,” Neetu ordered Ramesh. Ramesh, engrossed in foot worship, became aware of the commotion behind him. Kishen was rigorously head-fucking Savi.
Ramesh wasted no time. He sat on his butt and rested his back on Savi. She knelt inches behind him and got mouth-fucked by her son. Grabbing Neetu by the hips and pulling her closer, he began fucking her. Ramesh pounded in sync with Kishen’s thrusts.
He could only sense how Savi’s body rubbed against his bare back. Ramesh tried to lock eyes with his daughter. He found she was fixated on rubbing her clit, watching Kishen thrusting Savi. Getting up from position, Usha stood up on the bed and offered her pussy for Sunil to devour.
He had been sitting next to her and watching with a gaping mouth, his son head-fuck his wife. Usha realized Sunil wasn’t keen on being distracted from his visual feast. She turned around and went over to her hubby Ramesh who was fucking her daughter.
With legs on either side of Neetu’s body, Usha pushed her pussy onto Ramesh’s mouth. He instantly devoured his wife while continuing to fuck his daughter. Standing near Kishen, Usha could see him up close in his beast mode. The beast, too, glanced at Usha and Neetu as they observed him.
Soon the mother and daughter noticed an uptick in Kishen’s thrusting intensity. They knew he would come any moment. Savi choked as Kishen shot up several spurts into his mother’s mouth. But she wouldn’t budge. Clenching his butt, she mouthed his tool, even as his body spasmed with each spurt.
Soon enough, the beast subsided, leaving Kishen with a final head-to-toe body-wide orgasmic shiver. Savi could feel her son’s tool deflating from her mouth after depositing a healthy amount of cum.
Kishen could no longer stand. He barely managed not to collapse down on the bed. Wiping her lips with her fingers to gather any remnants of her son’s cum, Savi proudly watched Kishen as he proceeded to lie on the bed, exhausted.
Savi also noticed Sunil affectionately watching Kishen. Sunil looked at Savi and gave her a smile of gratitude.
“Give me some of that,” Usha ordered while still being licked by Ramesh. Snapping back, Savi stood on the bed and grabbed Usha’s hair. She pulled it back and spat some of her son’s cum into her mouth.
Looking directly into Savi’s eyes, Usha took her sweet time to taste and swallow Kishen’s cum, relishing its every drop. “I also need some, Savi aunty,” came Neetu’s plea.
Savi stepped towards Neetu, spat cum on her hand, and smeared it over her pussy. She then squatted on Neetu’s mouth. Sunil stood on the bed and approached Savi, who was squatting on Neetu’s face. He slapped her face left and right with his fully erect manhood.
With a ferociously lustful look, Savi spat the rest of her son’s cum onto her husband’s cock. Smearing Kishen’s cum all over Sunil’s cock, she began blowing him. Savi could feel the extra pulse on Sunil’s cock from being (sort of) cuckolded by his son.
“Ahhrgghh, ” grunted Ramesh after a while as he cum his daughter. Breaking off from orally pleasuring Usha, he fingered Neetu rigorously to make her cum and reciprocate the pleasure. Soon, Neetu grabbed Savi’s thighs–that arched over her face—with both arms.
She pulled it down onto her mouth to muffle her shrieking moan. She orgasmed from her father’s fingering. Why? To not wake up the baby.
“My turn now, ” Usha uttered impatiently, sore from clit rubbing. Gathering up his energy, Ramesh returned to fingering and licking Usha.
Ramesh’s grunt and Neetu’s moan had done little to bring Kishen back from his temporary post-orgasmic zone-out. However, drops of Usha’s squirt falling on his abdomen brought him back to sense.
Lying on his back, Kishen supported his upper body on his elbows. He lifted his head to look at the other souls in action. He sees Ramesh proceeding to lie next to him, having made his daughter and wife cum. Usha slumped on the bed next to Neetu.
Sunil’s face was in Kishen’s elevated line of vision. He was still standing tall on the bed and mouth-fucking Savi. Kishen knew that his dad, too, possessed a bestial sexual spirit. However, Kishen noticed that, unlike him, his dad was mouth-fucking his mom with a well-contained demeanour.
Sunil non-verbally conveyed to his son how important it was to keep the beast tamed according to the comfort of the receiver/pleasurer. Kishen’s mind, in retrospection to his dad’s non-verbal conveyance, went back to how he had been too aggressive in mouth-fucking Savi.
Seeing how Savi enjoyed giving head, a sense of guilt consumed Kishen again. Realizing how hard and raw he was not her. He wondered if she even got the chance to enjoy having his head.
“How inconsiderate of me! Poor mom, the fucking bastard that I am, may have put her through a lot of unpleasantness,” Kishen said to himself, breaking away from looking at his dad. Looking up at the ceiling.
Kishen then recalled how Savi had to endure pain earlier. Ramesh uncle had pushed the bottle’s neck up her ass, unannounced. Her painful shriek appeared to ring through his ears again. Propelled by guilt, his mind wandered back to his session with Deepthi.
“What Ramesh uncle did is nothing compared to how I treated Deepti aunty the other day. My gosh, what the fuck was I thinking?!” The close-up images of Deepti Aunty’s innocent smiling face appeared in his mind. How harsh he was to her. Then, Kishen realized how important it is to control his urges.
“Man, she must be a saint to endure all that and still be nice to me. There is no denying that I still went fucking overboard. I must go and apologize to her again. Nikhil bhaiya should clutch me by the collar and slap me right and left for what I have done,” thought Kishen.
Nikhil is Manoj sir’s son and Deepti’s stepson, who, at the time, was doing his masters in the US.
Thanks in part to the buzz from his drinks, an overwhelming sense of guilt consumes Kishen. He begins to weep. He turns on his side and hugs Usha’s legs next to him.
He curls up onto her legs and places his forehead on her feet. As an involuntary subconscious gesture of seeking forgiveness from the feminine spirits, he infringed.
Until she could hear Kishen’s muffled crying, Usha thought Kishen was engaging in his feet fetish.
“Oh my god, is he crying?” Usha asked in a rather loud and concerning.
Noticing him crying, Sunil breaks off from his action, followed by Savi. Concerned, they proceed to sit on the bed, facing him. Neetu and Ramesh also sit up and look at Kishen. And so does Usha as soon as she can free her legs from Kishen’s seemingly tight sorrowful embrace.
“What happened, Kishen?” asks a concerned Neetu.
To be continued.
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