On Sunday, after a rather energetic session, my two fuckers were in deep slumber. I found time to converse with Vineeta. Though I felt jealous about handing over my son to another woman, the thought also made me feel kinky.
I also wanted to see Vineeta live, in the flesh, fucking her son. I wanted to ensure that she would let me watch her first threesome experience. I called her on WhatsApp video.
“Wow, Sonali,” she exclaimed, “Look at that glow on your face. You must have guzzled gallons of man loads over the last month!”
“Yes, Vini, yes, I have become the perfect cum addict. You’re so right. Swallowing cum does make you glow like a freshly watered tomato. By the way, I have arranged something for you.”
“Oh really! How can I thank you enough?” There was genuine gratitude in her voice.
“I hope Rick won’t mind sharing you with another man?”
“Till he has a long thick dick and knows how to fuck a woman. I’ve had an open talk with him, and he is eager on this. I hope the man is trustworthy. He should not go all over the town boasting that he has fucked me along with my son.”
“You can have my word on that. I have a request.”
“Anything for you, dear.”
“Will you let me watch your first threesome?”
“I would have invited you anyway and love it if you recorded the whole thing.”
“Wow, that’s terrific, then Monday 11 AM at my place, with your sweet fucker of a son.”
After that talk with Vineeta, I found myself charged up and eager to watch another mom and son duo in love action. Also, how would my son enjoy her? He would go for the ass for sure above everything else.
There is no dispute that Vineeta has a gorgeous, bountiful ass. It can drive any man wild, especially virile young ones.
Finally, Monday arrived. The moment Suvendu left for the office, Joy grabbed me with both hands and rasped lustily, “Ah, now my wife is all for my eyes and cock only. Oh, mom, I want you to fuck you now.”
“Tin din dhoreo ma kechude mon horeni shala motherchod? Kalrateo to tin bar chudli? R sudhu chodon? Sala komsekom tin ghonta dhore amar mukh chude chowal dhile kore diyechish, tao ash mete ni?”
(Bloody motherfucker, after fucking me for three days, you are still hungry? Even in the night, you fucked me thrice. Leave fucking. You’ve fucked my mouth for at least three hours and made my jaws lose.)
“Ki korbo ma? Tumi eto sexy je tomake joto chudi aro chudte ichcha kore. R matro tin ghonta tomar mukhe bara dhukiye chi! Amar to sara din tomar mukhe gud e ba pode dhonta dhukiye rakhte ichcha kore.)
(What will I do, mom? You’re so damn sexy. The more I fuck you, the desire to fuck you only gets stoked. What did you say? I fucked your mouth for three hours? If I had my way, I would keep your mouth, ass, and cunt occupied with my cock.)
“Joy, I have a surprise for you. But you must promise that you will do as I say.”
“Anything for you, mom, just order.”
“Well, son, I can’t be the only woman you’ve ever thought about fucking. So why don’t you tell me any other woman who has excited you sexually? No, not the porn stars, I mean real in the flesh.”
“Well, before you, there have been a few who had caught my attention.”
“Like those girls of college or your table tennis academy?”
“No, mom, somehow girls of my age don’t appeal to me.”
“So you’re into the MILF thing?”
“You can say I have a mature fetish.”
“Nothing wrong about it-boys of your age view elder women as the epitome of feminine perfection. So which real-life mature woman have you fantasized about, other than me? Come on, son, there can’t be anything to hide now. We’ve crossed unimaginable boundaries. All we can do is to seek new boundaries.”
Joy looked up with confidence in his eyes and visage. “Do you remember my school days, Physics teacher Jyoti? I had a big crush on her, and she was the first woman to whom I jerked of.”
I recollected, indeed, a fine piece of woman. Tall, always elegantly dressed in pure silk or chiffon sarees, tremendous figure, 36-28-36, always wore sleeveless blouses, the perfect South Indian buxom beauty.
So did Joy have a fascination for South ladies? Has he ever viewed Vineeta in that manner? My heart beat faster and anticipation.
“Good choice, son, you do have a fine taste in women,” I encouraged him. “Any other who caught your attention?”
“Yes, mom, there is but does it matter now since I have you now? No one quite compares up to you.”
“I am curious, son. I want to know more about what goes in a man’s mind.”
“I felt kind of guilty whenever I thought about her,” he expressed hesitantly.
“Come on, son. There can’t be any guilt feelings. You are fucking your mother daily and having no guilt feelings about that.”
“You’re right mom, fucking you has been the best thing I’ve ever done in my life.”
“Blurt it out.”
He took a deep breath. “Mom, it is your best friend,” and added with a thought, “Rick’s mom.”
My heart skipped a bit, and a mixture of jealousy and arousal welled up in my mind.
“Vineeta? So what was the guilt about? Let’s get the bloody guilt thing out of your mind once and for all.”
Those words gave him confidence. “Well, mom, first she is your best friend and looking up to me as a son. I was harboring sexual thoughts about her. Then she is Rick’s mother, my closest friend’s mom. These two reasons made me feel guilty then.”
“And now, do you still feel guilty?” I needed to know how my son got sexually attracted to Vineeta. ”What made you attracted to her?”
“Mom, it was long before I saw you and dad in action. Before you obliterated all women out of my mind. After the board exams, Rick and I were chilling out at his place over Pink Floyd and Nirvana. Aunty had come to serve us those delicious vadas for snacks.”
“When she bent down, I could see her huge boobs. Mom, those were the first pair of boobs I saw live, though not all of it, but a decent cleavage. I got an instant erection. After that, when I went to the kitchen to put the dishes in the sink. She bent down on her knees, cleaning up something from the floor.”
“Mom, please don’t feel jealous. I must confess she has a gorgeous ass. I got another erection. Even though I tried to put out the idea from my mind, I felt like fucking her in doggy style right then.”
“Nothing unusual, these things happen. Then what happened?”
“After that, whenever I was at Rick’s place, I sneaked on her to see her boobs and ass. One day she was in a saree, and I got to see her lovely stomach and navel. That was the first day I jerked of to her.”
“So, where did you cum on her in your fantasy?”
“Mom, I came on her navel and stomach, and you won’t believe how much I came that day.”
I felt my throat go dry at the thought of so much precious cum going to waste instead of draining down my throat.
“Ah Joy, wish that day you could have cum in my mouth and feed me your damn tasty cum rather than emptying your heavy balls in the air.”
“Oh, mom, you’re so nasty.”
“Let’s stop beating around the bush. Hypothetically speaking, there is a hidden desire still in your mind to fuck Vini, isn’t it?”
“Now that I have you, it doesn’t matter.”
“Suppose you get the chance to fuck Vini now. Will you fuck her?”
“Only if you permit me, mom.” He grew a bit impatient. “What’s the use of this discussion? Come on, mom, I am horny again, and your cleavage is looking so inviting.” He bent forward and pressed my boobs gently.
“Vini’s boobs are bigger than mine,” I teasingly moved his hands away from my boobs, “I am sure you would love to put your cock between them and tit fuck her.”
“Yes, I would, but what use is this hypothetical discussion.”
“Well, Joy, I told you I need a favor from you, and you promised to abide by it.”
“Yes, mom.”
“Well, we wouldn’t be fucking each other’s brains out if it weren’t for Vini. She inspired me to have you.”
Joy’s eyes bulged out in disbelief.” What are you saying, mom?”
“Yes, beta, the fact is —-.”
Then, in brief, I narrated to Joy about all that my dear readers have followed from the beginning. Joy’s eyes went wider and wider.
He couldn’t help exclaiming, “My God, mom, Rick is fucking Vini aunty! What a lucky mother fucker. I should thank Vini aunty. Otherwise, I couldn’t have become the luckiest motherfucker in this universe.”
“I want you to thank her today with your cock. She will be arriving soon with Rick, and she has been craving a threesome. I want her to get the same pleasure like me. That’s my Gurudakshina. If Vineeta hadn’t taught me, I would have remained a lame cocksucker.”
“I want you to save yourself for her today and fuck her along with Rick. Make her cum like a broken hydrant today, not only once but many times. Just think the first cleavage you saw in your life will be all yours for the taking.”
“Mom, you’re incredible. Vini aunty is lucky to have a friend like you.”
I ensured Joy took lots of pomegranate juice along with a breakfast of sausages and country chicken eggs. His stamina will be maintained, and the quality of cum gets enhanced.
If Vineeta gets her mouth filled with my son’s cum, it should be the thickest hottest, and tastiest cum she had ever swallowed. The cum guzzler she is, she would love Joy cumming in her mouth and greedily gulp down his copious load with wanton lust.
Finally, at 1100 AM sharp, the doorbell rang, and I opened it to welcome Rick and Vineeta.
“Wow, Vini, you’re looking so damn gorgeous in black chiffon and high heels. And how are you doing, young man?” I asked Rick with a naughty glint in my eye.
Rick was quick to catch the glint. “Quite well, aunty and awaiting good times.”
I ushered them inside. Joy and Rick hugged each other in a manly fashion.
“Boys, why don’t you catch up while we aunties do some girl talk.”
Joy couldn’t help quipping, “Rick, we do call each other’s mom aunty. But both of them have maintained themselves so well that they look like our elder sisters at the most.”
Vineeta smiled coyly, “Really, Joy, you are just being kind to two old ladies.”
“No, mom. Joy is quite right. I’ve always told you so, and see now Joy agrees. Sonali aunty, you’re also in tremendous shape.”
“Ah, boys, now leave us alone for some time.”
I gave a hint with my eyes at Joy that they should clear out the doubts in their minds before embarking on their fuck with Vineeta.
While the boys went to Joy’s room, I escorted Vineeta to the freshly decorated bedroom. I had even showered some rose petals on the bed to give it the resemblance of a nuptial night. Vineeta immediately appreciated my efforts.
“Oh my God, this is a suhagraat scenario!”
“Of course it is,” I quipped in a naughty girlish tone. “Instead of one husband, you will have two husbands at your service, and instead of rat, it will be din.”
“Yes, dear. Rick has dressed me up as his bride and fucked me so many times, role-playing as a husband. He even justifies his claim to me as his wife saying that wife stands for Whom I Fuck Every day.”
“That’s a good one,” I couldn’t help laughing.
Our conversation shifted to technical details about my position with the camera and what I should be recording in close up. The boys were also clearing up a few issues among themselves.
“So here we are,” Rick looked Joy in the eye, “Two bona fide mother fuckers. Joy, how do you feel about it?”
“Fucking mom has been the best thing that has happened to me. What about you?”
“Definitely the best decisions I have taken. But today, you have to fuck my mom with me. She has been dying for two cocks inside her since she heard about you and your dad fucking Sonali aunty together.”
“I would have loved to share my mom with dad. But my dad is not as liberal as yours. One thing I want to know from you, Joy. Are you going to do this as an unwilling favor, or do you really want to fuck my mom?”
“Of course I do want to fuck your mom. I even told mom that Vini aunty was the first fantasy in my life.” Joy narrated in brief how he got into Vini. Rick gave a smile of satisfaction.
“Excellent, man. I have always wanted to see how another man’s cock would look in my mom’s mouth. Who could be a better candidate than my best friend? Joy, I have something else to confess.”
The boys talked about a few issues, the details of which will be unraveled at the appropriate time. They came out of their rooms in search of us. Meanwhile, I was getting Vini in the right mood. You sit on the bed like a bride. Let me escort in your two husbands.”
“Sonali, you’re making me feel like a newly wedded wife.”
“Feel it and enjoy it.” I was quite pleased to see the two young men seated on the sofa adjacent to the bedroom. “Come in, boys. It’s time for the show.” I held them by their hands and directed them inside the bedroom. A genuine coy smile flashed over Vini’s glowing face.
“Rick, how would you like things to start?”
“Aunty, it’s best if Joy starts the proceeding with mom. I can join them whenever she wants. I would love to see my mom with her new husband.”
The word husband made Vini flush like a teenager. I didn’t miss the sparkle of anticipation in Joy’s eyes. Surprisingly, that jealousy factor had evaporated completely from my mind. I was eager to watch how Joy would go about it.
In a sporting fashion, I took Joy by his hand, took him by the bed beside Vini, and announced, “Dear Vineeta, I now present you your new husband.”
I couldn’t believe my eyes, but Vini transformed into a demure bride with her eyes fixed on the bed. To make matters hotter, I spoke with authority, “My son, I present your new wife and do ravish her befittingly.”
Joy answered with manly confidence, “I will, mom, I surely will.”
Leaving the two, I rushed up to the camera and found it in Rick’s possession.
“Sonali aunty, you just enjoy the show. The camera will be yours when the time is ripe.”
Joy extended his hand towards Vini. She clasped it tight as he pulled her up from the bed and made her stand in front of him. He held her face in his hands and looked at her with authentic passion.
“Wow, aunty, you’re looking so hot. Or should I call you Vineeta?”
Vini’s eyes fluttered in genuine coyness as she spoke breathlessly, “Call me Vineeta.”
Rick drew a sharp breath, obviously relishing the scenario. Even my heart thumped faster than usual. Humans are voyeuristic. We enjoy others having sex even after having great sex ourselves. This is the main reason for porn being the most-watched genre in the world.
“Vineeta,” Joy looked intently at her face, “You are the first woman ever in my life whom I desperately coveted. It’s difficult to digest that today m dreams are going to come true.”
Vini opened her fluttering eyes wide and looked at Joy with admiration, “Really? Joy, tell me all about it and make all your dreams come true. I’m all yours now.”
Vini being the true blue Malayali is blessed with the typical big lustrous eyes. Such eyes stir up men’s hearts and cocks with dollops of passion and hardness.
“For a start, I’ve wanted to kiss you since I was in Class X.”
He didn’t wait for her to respond and sank his extremely kissable lips in hers. Rick sighed in excitement. He documented the kiss on camera zoomed on the lips of his mother and my son united in passion.
Joy, a terrific kisser, knew exactly how to feed on a lady’s mouth. Vini’s arms engulfed around him in the thrill of being kissed so well. Joy let go of her face and, grabbing her by the waist, pulled her closer without hampering the mouth feeding session.
“What an introduction, aunty!” Rick exclaimed aloud.
“You’re enjoying this,” I replied.
“You bet aunty, always wanted to see amma with another man. It makes it hotter than she is with my best friend.”
“What is it about you boys wanting to see their moms with another man?”
“Aunty, in my case first time I saw amma naked and having sex was with dad. I do enjoy fucking her alone, but watching her with dad made me real hard.”
Joy, too, had watched me with his father, which turned all his attention towards me. For the first time, my eyes stole a glance at Rick’s crotch. To my surprise, I felt rather hot to notice a bulge in his jeans.
I had seen his cock in the videos Vini had shown me, no wonder- magnificent tool indeed. I felt like watching it live. Oh my God, I’ve turned into a cock craver. I’ve taken two cocks already. What’s the harm in a third?
Oh no, I shouldn’t be the selfish, greedy slut right now. The priority was getting Vini banged to her heart’s content. Everything was for her pleasure first.
Eventually, the mouth-feeding session of the two came to an end not with reluctance but with eagerness to explore further.
“Take me, Joy,” Vini implored. “Realize all your fantasies.”
It gave me shivers to hear my son’s name in that endearing manner. Joy pulled her up in his strong arms, put her gently on the bed, laid her on her back. He removed her pallu, revealing her delicious midriff and the enormous pair of boobs scantily covered by the black front-knotted sleeveless blouse.
Joy’s eyes popped wide, and Rick uttered a heavily suppressed rasp of bestial nature.
“Oh Vineeta, what an incredible figure you have. What terrific abs and navel, got to explore you well.” Joy’s excitement knew no bounds as his adolescent desire was in the flesh available for him.
She encouraged him passionately, “Explore whatever you want. Every inch of my boy is yours now.”
“That’s the way to go, mom,” Rick whispered.
My eyes couldn’t help gaze down towards the growing bulge in his jeans which was growing gradually. I felt the yearning to see him and feel him with my hands grow stronger. I restrained and concentrated on the proceedings on the bed.
Joy had climbed over between Vini’s legs, Resting his chest over her crotch and almost drooling his mouth over her milky stomach. I got to admit that Vini does have a firm yet creamiest and milkiest stomach I’ve ever seen. The closest to her is Tamannah Bhatia- the south-based actress.
A simple glimpse of her stomach is enough to get a man aroused in an instant. Joy started from the base of her abs, just an inch above her cunt. He filled it with innumerable kisses and flicks, making Vini squirm and moan.
Having experienced similar explorations of my stomach by Joy, I knew the exact nature of her sensations. In comparison, my abs are not on the creamy side. So Joy must be relishing the extra lard of Vini’s tummy.
His skills impressed Rick “Joy is doing wonders with mom’s stomach. Oh God, he dipped his tongue right inside mom’s navel.”
I could see his cock spring up inside the jeans: he was not wearing any underwear. I felt like releasing his cock from the jeans and savoring it in the warmth of my palms. I stopped myself. I didn’t want to become the greedy slut.
After exploring her navel and stomach, Joy moved his torso up. He rested his groin region between Vini’s legs, letting her feel his hardness. Both his hands trembled as he placed them over her boobs. He let his palms and fingers sink in those.
“Ah Vineeta, you are so firm yet so soft,” Joy uttered n a lusty manner. “And so big, they’re not filling in m palms. What size are these?”
“36D,” Vineeta announced proudly, “You can use both hands for each, dear.”
He abided by evaluating the left boob with both hands. Joy’s eyes were brimming with sheer lust. It triggered the resurgence of jealous streaks in my mind.
My son was feeling more attracted to her boobs than mine. Did I dig my own grave? After those huge orbs, will my son start ignoring me? All my negative thoughts proved baseless as things turned out to be incredibly hot. They attained unimaginable heights of sexuality and eroticism in the future.
After kneading her boobs with both hands, the desire to sink his fingers in her naked boobs overpowered Joy. Vineeta sensed his eagerness and encouraged him, “These clothes appear to be a hindrance; you can get rid of them, dear.”
“Why don’t you do the honors, Vineeta?”Joy retorted with eyes shining like a predator.
“Good going, Joy,” Rick whispered, catching a gasp.
Since his eyes were on the camera monitor, I took an unflinching survey of his groin area. The length of his engorged member was evident against the denim fabric. I genuinely wanted to savor the warmth of his meaty pole on my cock itching palms.
Even my mouth salivated a trifle which meant I was ready to stuff his sausage in my mouth. This Bengali mom was ready to fuck her son’s friend!
Sonali will return with Vineeta!