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When the cook dropped his shorts, there was a gasp from Vijay and Poonam. The cock was huge. It was thick like a wrist and scare-inspiring in length. Thick veins resembled crawling snakes under the skin.
Before they recovered from shock, the cook ripped off Suma’s saree and blouse.
Vijay shouted, “Priya, stop him. He will damage my sister’s pussy forever. Rajeev will never forgive us.”
Poonam also joined her hubby in protest. Suma acted scared and uncertain. Vijay and Poonam were not aware that Suma had been fucked many times by the cook, and this was not the first time. Priya and her family played according to the script.
Priya walked to Suma, spread her legs, scooped juice from her pussy and showed Vijay how wet Suma was. Priya said, “Don’t worry, she is wet and horny. I will coat his cock with Vaseline, and until she is relaxed, I will make sure he will fuck slowly.”
Pooja kissed Vijay and placed his hands on her boobs and said, “Relax, Dad, cook fucks mom daily, look at mom. She is fine. When I am in one of those super horny moods, my cook fucks me. Feel my pussy. Is it damaged?”
Pooja spread her legs, and Vijay pushed fingers in her wet pussy and explored.
Poonam was not convinced; she was scared. She asked Suma. “Are you sure about this? The cock is monstrous.”
Suma said. “If Priya and Pooja are fucking this cock, then there is no danger, I feel. You are all there to stop him if I cannot take it.”
As Priya was applying Vaseline on the cook’s cock, the cook said, “Vijay saab, your nephew Rajeev came through your whore sister’s pussy. Is my cock thicker than a baby’s? Relax, this slut will enjoy and ask for more.”
Vijay was enraged with the cook’s insulting language. He was about to retort when Pooja soothed him, “Dad, relax. He doesn’t mean to be mean. If you force him to be a gentleman, his cock will become flaccid. They become hornier when they shower choicest, filthy, foul gaalis on the woman.”
Vijay said, “But it is so insulting. Your mom doesn’t correct him?”
Priya laughed and said, “If you are a horny woman, you will enjoy that treatment. Anyway, you won’t understand,” and stepped away.
Suma closed her eyes as the cook spread her thighs and pussy lips and rammed his cock in one stroke. Suma cried softly. It sounded more like a lusty moan than a pain-filled cry.
What followed blew Vijay and Poonam’s wits. Cook fucked with such force and energy that Suma’s body and boobs were shaking like a rag doll. Cook was shouting ‘Randi, whore, shameless slut’ and using language that was unfamiliar to them.
Suma soon opened her eyes and looked at her brother and Bhabhi and smiled. Her face was flushed with lust. Soon, Suma also started giving thrusts and gyrating hips and cursed the cook upward, also, like a typical whore. She used the same language as the cook.
She hissed, “You bastard, mother-fucker, how dare you call me slut?” Poonam and Vijay were engrossed in watching the amazing fucking scene. Before they realised, they were naked. Pooja was sucking Vijay, and Vikas was fucking Poonam’s mouth while mauling her boobs.
Priya went to the kitchen, without being noticed, to make arrangements for dinner. A quiet excitement rippled through Poonam and Vijay. Pooja bent over the back of the sofa, opened her buttocks, and offered her drenched pussy to Vijay.
He had no hesitation in pushing his rock-hard cock in her pussy and start fucking her with urgency. Poonam also placed elbows on the backrest, standing next to Pooja and followed Pooja’s action. A soft sigh slipped from Poonam as the young, hard cock of Vikas entered her.
Vikas grabbed her tits and fucked her. The rhythm was faster and deeper. Now, the cook shifted to a doggy position. The loud fucking sounds and high-pitched moans of women were reverberating in the hall. When Priya returned to the fucking zone, she smiled when she saw the frenzy of fucking couples.
Now, the cook was pulverising Suma’s pussy in doggy position. Priya advised Suma, “If you have orgasmed and want him to cum, the only way to make him cum fast is by sucking his cock. Gently squeeze his left ball. When he asks where he should cum, tell him where you want him to pump his cum.”
Suma nodded. After she hit next orgasm, he asked the cook to take out his cock and sucked him and followed Priya’s advice. Suma could feel the cook’s tensing up and quickening of breath and told him to fill her pussy. The cook pushed cock in Suma’s pussy.
After two strokes, she let out a stream of hot lava-like cum and filled her pussy.
Vijay and Vikas completed their fucking ten minutes earlier. Poonam gasped as she saw thick wads of cum oozing out of Suma’s pussy, after the cook withdrew his cock. She felt as if she were pulled by a magnet.
She could not stop the urge to taste the cum and buried her face in Suma’s pussy and licked the mix of cum and juice. After a few minutes, she came into this world and suddenly felt shy and ran into the bathroom. When she freshened up and came out, all were seated near the dining table, naked.
Priya also removed her nighty. Cook was transformed; he was polite, well-behaved and dressed up. It was difficult to believe he was the same man who was mouthing dirty abuses at Suma while fucking. Now, he was addressing Suma as “Mem saheb.”
Pooja laughed at Poonam’s shock and said, “Meet Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde, he can transform fast from one mode to another.” They were all hungry, and the dishes prepared by the cook were delicious. He was an expert in this field, apart from cooking.
Poonam was comfortable. Sitting naked with these people who were strangers a little while ago did not feel odd. She was paralysed when the key turned in the door lock, and Vinay entered. Poonam was too shocked to react. She didn’t have time to cover her boobs with her hands.
Pooja ran to her dad and hugged him, “Dad, we missed you. It was great fun.”
Vinay hugged and kissed her, and his eyes roamed over Poonam and Suma. Poonam felt shy and proud as Vinay’s eyes scanned her curves, boobs and beauty appreciatively.
He exclaimed. “My God, Rajeev was right, you look smashing, no wonder you were his pin-up girl for masturbation. Vikas, did you enjoy fucking her?”
Vikas’s face lit up as he said, excited, “Yes, Dad, fucking Poonam aunty was a fantastic experience. She is a pussy-magician, she could clench and relax my cock at will and change position when she sensed I was about to cum.”
Poonam blushed and watched helplessly as her nipples stiffened and elongated as she was excited. Vinay laughed and said, “Vijay, please be sportive, my son is praising your wife, not insulting her.”
Meanwhile, Pooja undressed her dad. Kissed and sucked his cock for a few minutes and seated him at the dining table, next to Suma.
Vijay laughed and said, “Your son is praising my wife, but your cook showered filthy abuses on my sister while fucking my sister. But, no hard feelings. My sister had multiple orgasms, and I was also super excited.”
Priya laughed and said, “Vijay, I knew you were sportive. Rajeev would have been deeply upset if he saw his mom insulted when fucked. That was the reason I was avoiding Suma-cook fuck when he was around.”
Vinay asked Suma, “Suma, I know you must be exhausted by the cook’s fucking. I have been waiting impatiently to fuck you; I had to leave because of urgent work. Maybe I have to wait for another day.”
Suma smiled and took his hand and placed it on her breast and said, “Why, Vinay darling? You don’t have energy to fuck now; did you fuck any girl in the office?”
Everyone laughed. They had a hearty lunch. The atmosphere was relaxed and pleasant. Everyone was comfortable. After dinner, they watched cricket for some time.
Pooja said impatiently, “When will the action start? Don’t tell me, all will say’ Good night’ and vanish into their bedrooms.”
Vinay laughed and said, “Darling. We are waiting for the food to be digested. I suggest that Vijay should fuck my wife, Priya. I am very eager to fuck Suma. Vikas has to fuck his sister, Pooja, one round. All are OK with this?”
Vikas said, “Dad, how about Poonam aunty? Why can’t I fuck her again?”
Priya said, smiling,” You can’t fuck Poonam, she is reserved for the cook.”
Poonam protested, “No, no, I can’t take that huge cock.”
Vijay laughed and said, “When my sister could take it, darling, you can very easily take it in.”
Poonam hesitated and said, “But your cook is extremely abusive, and he uses foul, dirty language while fucking. He treats women like bazaar randis. No husband can tolerate to watch wife treated like that. So, we will fuck in another bedroom.”
Vinay burst out laughing and said, “Why not? I love the cook fucking my wife and daughter? In fact, it turns me on, and I am more excited. I am sure Vijay also would love to see his wife fucked like a whore. I am also eager to see; I am prepared to wait for my turn.”
Vijay agreed. Poonam was shocked. “Vijay, what are you saying? Have you seen how the cook fucked Suma, how insulting he was?”
Vijay kissed Poonam and said, “Yes, and I found that thrilling; even my sister enjoyed the rough treatment. He doesn’t mean to insult; it charges him and makes him fuck better.” Priya agreed with him and called the cook.
Vikas said, “Dad, let us watch Poonam aunty’s fucking before we start ours.”
All agreed with enthusiasm. Women settled in the laps of men. Men were poking cocks and mauling the tits. The cook undressed, and his ever-ready, thick, long cock was jumping.
Cook hesitated and looked at Vijay, “Sir, unless I treat women I fuck like sluts, I won’t even get a hard-on.” Vijay smiled and said,” Fuck my slut wife harder than Suma, use all your dirty vocabulary to get you pumped. Don’t worry, I enjoyed watching my sister fucked, I will enjoy my wife getting a rough fuck.”
Poonam glared at her hubby and said, “How shameless pervert you turned out to be?” Priya laughed and said, “Poonam dear, enjoy your liberty, and fucking like a whore.”
The cook pushed Poonam on the settee in the hall, spread her legs and exclaimed, “This randi is not only wet, but she is also overflowing. Shameless pussy is asking for my thick lund.”
As he did with Suma, the cook did not suck Poonam’s tits or lick her pussy, with one stroke. He buried his rod to the hilt. Poonam cried out; it hurt her, but it was a sweet pain. Poonam closed her eyes as the cook increased the pace and tempo of fucking, along with a stream of filthy abuses.
This time, he included Poonam’s mom and sisters in the abuse. Poonam was getting hornier. She was responding with loud moans, upward thrusts, and hip gyrations. Vijay asked her to look at him. Poonam felt shy to look at him for the first few minutes.
She enjoyed the excitement and lust in Vijay’s eyes as he kissed and squeezed Priya’s tits and fingered Priya’s pussy. Poonam was athletic, and she turned out to be more than a match for the cook. Slowly, she dominated him. She made him dance to her tunes.
She decided when to shift to doggy, when to ride him. Worse, she matched him in filthy language. Poonam didn’t know she knew so many cuss words and gaalis.
She called him a bastard, mother-sister-fucker, mocked him, “Is this all? Can’t you fuck harder? Didn’t you have food for two days? Fuck harder.” The fuck show was amazing. All couples were extremely excited and started fucking on the sofas. Priya converted a sofa into a double bed.
Priya was showing heaven to Vijay with her mastery in fucking. Vinay was enjoying fucking Suma’s pulsating pussy. Vikas and Pooja were lost in their world. Poonam finally sucked the cook and made him cum and fill her pussy. She came into this world when she heard claps and whistles.
She realised that she lost control of herself and fucked wildly. She did not tame the wild stallion; the cook, she rode him at her will. The cook touched her feet and said with reverence and awe, “Poonam ji, you were amazing, I was putty in your hands.”
Vijay and Suma hugged and kissed her.
That night, no one slept. When the cook was fucking Poonam, Rajeev came from the office and joined the fun. He was amazed to see Poonam in action. Pooja sucked Rajeev as her brother was fucking her. When Rajeev saw Vijay pump cum in Priya’s pussy, he fucked Priya’s cum -filled pussy.
Priya had a great capacity for fucking. She was never tired and could go on fucking. Vinay fucked Poonam, and all completed one or two rounds with the others. Priya sent the cook away after he fucked Poonam. She knew Rajeev was uncomfortable when the cook was around.
Vikas had the privilege to fuck Poonam. The next day, it was time for Poonam and Vijay to return home. Suma and Rajeev tried to force them to stay longer, but Poonam was worried about her daughters’ education. They never stayed so many days away from their kids.
When they collected their daughter, Smitha and Shriya, from their brother’s home, Poonam felt guilty. She hugged and kissed her children. Poonam wondered, was she a bad mother? She was lost in her lust and fucking world and forgot her duties and responsibilities?
Poonam and Vijay’s lives fell into normal routines. For Vijay, it was home, office and running errands. For Poonam, cooking, sending kids to college, lunch boxes and domestic chores kept her busy.
Smitha was sharp, and she could make out that something changed in the few days her parents were with Suma. Her parents suddenly seemed to be in love again. They were like lovebirds and honeymooners. They seemed to be in a hurry to go to sleep early.
She observed her dad squeezing mom’s tits and his hands doing naughty things under the dining table. Mom seemed to be enjoying. Smitha was watching porn and reading sex stories, and had an idea about fucking.
She was getting excited by the bulge in her dad’s shorts and the bite, scratch marks on her mom’s face, neck and boobs. Poonam was a little concerned. The images of Vijay’s fucking Vani and Pooja were playing continuously in her mind.
How Vijay was super excited when they were calling him’ Dad’? Did Vijay have such feelings about his daughters? She dismissed the uncomfortable thoughts. No, Vijay was not such a pervert. He enjoyed tight, young cunts and when they called him dad, nothing else.
But the fire and itch in her pussy did not subside. Poonam’s thoughts returned to the fucking by the cook and the joy she felt in fucking many cocks. She never observed her cook, Bahadur, in a fucking angle. Bahadur was with them for many years, and he was like a family member.
He stayed in a small room next to the kitchen. As he was cooking, Poonam observed him. Bahadur was in mid-thirties, strong and athletic. For the first time, she looked at his crotch, and the bulge promised a big cock. Instinctively, Bahadur felt her gaze, and he was excited.
In an instant, his cock became stiff. Bahadur felt embarrassed and turned back to her. Poonam called him. He came near; he was desperate to cover his hard-on. Poonam asked him, as if she didn’t notice, “Do we have pasta? Make that afternoon snack for kids.”
Bahadur nodded and saw Poonam’s pallu slip and her cleavage feast his eyes before she covered again. He averted looking at her; he did not wish to risk his job. Poonam and Vijay were good employers, kind, considerate and not too demanding.
Poonam was his direct boss, and she sent him to meet his wife regularly for festivals or holidays. Poonam was a kind-hearted person, and though he was aroused when he had glimpses of her cleavage, he controlled his urges.
But after her recent trip to Suma’s home, Poonam was moving about without a bra and panties after Vijay left for work. She changed into a sexier nighty after the kids left for college. Bahadur was tensed up.
After Bahadur went back to the kitchen, Poonam pinged Raj and told him about her adventures. Raj felt happy and congratulated her.
Poonam: Thanks. Now, I am always wet and feeling horny. I want fucking.
Raj: I understand. Visit Suma every weekend.
Poonam: That is difficult. I can’t neglect my children. I am thinking of seducing my cook.
Raj: Wow. Great. Your hubby would love to see you fuck.
Poonam: This time, I want to cheat. I won’t tell hubby.
Raj: Poor man.
Poonam: Tell me, Vijay was thrilled when Vani and Pooja called him dad. Do you think he wants to fuck his daughters?
Raj: Possible. What about you? Will you lose sleep if he fucks them behind you?
Poonam: After experiencing the joy of fucking, I don’t want to deprive them. I want them to enjoy from a young age. Why shouldn’t they start with Dad?
Raj: My God. You are amazing.
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