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Suzanne O’Halloran drove slowly down the steep mountainside track leading down from the freeway towards the clear blue waters of Harpers Lake and the grey forbidding monolith of the Hargreaves Institute beyond.

Pine trees brushed the fenders of her Cadillac Escalade SUV as she reluctantly steered towards a weeks therapy and rest at Dr Hargreaves state of the art facility at Albrighton Ferris Parker, her employer’s expense. First John Parker had suggested she take a vacation, then Henry Ferris had insisted she take a vacation and finally Harry Illingsworth had assigned her to two weeks work at the Institute so there was no way out.

No one disagreed that she had worked far too hard recently, but she could see no reason to back off the workload while the company continued to struggle in the post Lehmann brothers financial crash, but in the end, she was given no choice.

She parked in the near deserted car park and walked into reception carrying her bags, and impatiently held down the call attention bell push.

Dr Julian Hargreaves waited a few minutes before greeting Ms O’Halloran, he expected problems but nothing prepared him for the coiled spring of impatience that was buried deep in the mind of this curvaceous dark haired, green eyed junior Lawyer.

“Miss O’Halloran, I presume” Dr Hargreaves enquired.

“Do you know how long I have been waiting?” Ms O’Halloran asked.

“Eight minutes and fourteen seconds, why?” he replied.

“What, it’s ok to keep people waiting is it?” she snapped, “I don’t have all day to waste!”

“Oh but you do, seven days relaxation with an option to extend,” he explained, “Please come through” he pressed a button “Mark will bring your bags, please, come through.”

Dr Hargreaves opened the door to the thick carpeted corridor, oak panels and glowering oil paintings of glowering old men lined the gloomy but well lit walls, “We’re in the new relaxation wing with the panoramic views.” he explained, “here we are,” he announced opening a heavy oak door, “Your room.”

The room was huge, the panoramic window fifteen feet by eight gave uninterrupted views far down the valley through the pine woods and on towards the plains and the distant Achapo river.

“It’s all about relaxation.” he said.

Suzanne stood transfixed, her bed was fully forty feet back from the window, with easy chairs and settees arrayed around a coffee table and the wall mounted 72 inch plasma TV.

“I suggest you shower and get used to the facility there’s nothing to do but relax,” Dr Hargreaves suggested,”Oh and please wear our facility nightgown, it’s unflattering but relaxing, there’s one in the shower room ready for you if you would care to go through.”

Suzanne decided there was no harm in taking a shower, she had her lap top in her case and she could spare maybe thirty minutes to get cleaned up before she got on with the backlog of work that needed clearing.

The shower room was compact but functional, washbasin and can one side and the clear glass or acryllic shower cubicle in the corner, she bolted the door and looked at herself in the expanse of mirror tiles behind the wash basin.

Her eyes seemed dull and lifeless far older than her twenty eight years, her lipstick was not quite straight, her dark hair needed shaping and she knew she really did need a rest.

Suzanne undressed and stepped into the shower, she pulled the surprisingly thick and robust cubicle door shut with a loud click and turned the water on, adjusting the angle to keep her hair dry.

Water trickled down her belly soaking her neatly trimmed pubes as her mind wandered to the world of work once more, the water trickling down her shapely legs dripping from her D cup breasts as she dreamed of credit default swaps, and the risks of buy to let real estate.

She turned the water off, and with a click the far side of the cubicle swung open, Suzanne stared, what she thought was solid wall had opened and suddenly a large negro lady in a starched white nurses uniform confronted her.

“Hi lil Susie, Ah’m yo new Nursie,” the woman announced as Suzanne stared, the woman was huge, her pendulous breasts far larger than any off the shelf bra could restrain, and her bulk was enormous, although maybe only slightly taller than Suzanne herself at Five feet Six.

“What’s the meaning of this!” Suzanne cried, as she looked at the trolley laid out with towels and plain cardboard boxes which gave no hint as to what they contained.

“Treatment” Dr Hargreaves explained as he came into view, “Martha will be your nurse for the next few days, so you do what she says or you’ll get a smacked botty.”

“Look, this is ridiculous,” Suzanne snapped, as she surveyed the room, an oversize babies changing table dominated the centre of the room but to one side she saw an oversize babies cot with wood slat sides maybe four and a half feet high and big wheels, oversize casters but a strange collapsing slatted door and a very low floor, while beyond on a shelf sat a glass fronted cabinet with an antalya escort array of huge man size cuddly toys.

“This is crazy, leave me alone.” Suzanne insisted as Dr Hargreaves closed the door to the shower room.

“There’s a bell push, just push if you change your mind,” said Hargreaves, and Martha started to push the trolley away.

“I need a towel!” Suzanne exclaimed.

“Hop up on the unit then and we’ll dry you.” Dr Hargreaves suggested, and then you can choose a Teddy, or maybe a dolphin.”

“Oh for gods sake!” Suzanne squealed, “Let me out of here.”

“You signed the forms, just lets dry you off then we can discuss things.” Dr Hargreaves suggested, “Hop up, then I can examine you at the same time.” he added.

She didn’t know why but she did as the Doctor suggested, swinging her legs up to sit on the cold plastic of the unit as Martha took a huge fluffy bath towel and started to dry her, carefully wiping and drying every part of her from between her toes to her ears, she just relaxed and when Martha unexpectedly applied pressure to the towel she was wiping Suzannes face with to hold her head down she was unable to react.

Dr Hargreaves took Suzannes left hand and before she realised he slid a soft blue woollen mitten on and laced it firmly round her wrist, then he did the same to her right hand, “Nuff” Suzanne spluttered through the towel but she was helpless.

“Now Susie, hold still, its Bootie time,”

Dr Hargreaves took an oversize soft leather bootie and slid it on Suzies left foot and laced it firmly in place, then he did the same with the left foot.

“All done” he said, and Martha stepped back as Suzanne leapt from the changing unit, she staggered, desperately trying to keep her balance, and then sat down in an ungainly heap.

“They are specially designed baby shoes, you can’t walk in them,” Dr Hargreaves explained, all the weight goes on the instep, so it’s too awkward to walk but the toes are padded for crawling.

“You are seriously weird.” Suzanne muttered as she frantically tried to loosen her mittens and kick off her booties, Dr Hargreaves watched for a few moments before he suggested “Bonnet” and Martha chose a fetching white baby’ bonnet which she swiftly scooped Suzanne’s long dark hair into before she fastened the ties tightly.

“Look you freaks for heavens sake” Suzanne cried.

Martha and Dr Hargreaves looked at each other and said “Pacifier” In unison.

Suzanne struggled but was unable to prevent Dr Hargreaves from taking the orange translucent Pacifier and popping it in her mouth, the pacifier had been adapted with an elasticated strap, and as Martha slipped it over Suzanne’s head and tightened the adjuster they were able to enjoy the sudden silence.

“Susie,” Dr Hargreaves said quietly, “Hop up on the unit then we can choose a teddy.”

The was no option so Suzanne crawled and climbed wearily onto the changing unit, she looked on in silent resignation as Martha and the doctor worked to raise her bottom up and slide a diaper under her, “There, baby all snug in babies nappy” Martha cooed as she pulled the flap up between Suzanne’s legs pulling it tight so it wouldn’t leak before she pulled away the tape and stuck the securing flaps down ensuring it was a good fit.

“Choose a Teddy, Susie choose a Teddy” Dr Hargreaves suggested as he helped Suzanne down from the table, she crawled rapidly towards the display cabinet, exasperated by her treatment and chose the biggest big brown Teddy bear in the display, it was taller than her.

“Which one?” Dr Hargreaves asked as Suzanne desperately tried to balance and point at the right one and then finally he understood and handed it to her.

Then he took it to the Cot in the corner of the room and helped her climb in. He lifted the door into place and secured it with a locking bolt, Suzanne found she could stand and look over the top rail quite easily so she just stood and watched as they started to push her away. there were double doors leading to a long gallery with a view down the valley past the pine trees and across the distant plain.

That’s where the left her, she looked around, there were nine more identical Cots, none of them occupied, she held her Teddy Bear tightly, lad down to rest her head for a moment and fell into a deep contented sleep.

The sunn had set over the Valley when Suzanne woke, “Susie, are you awake, want drinkies?” a soft feminine voice asked from the gloom.

Suzanne nodded and the woman came closer and loosened the pacifier strap.

“For heavens sake let me out of here.” Suzanne asked but the woman merely held babies bottle for Suzanne to drink from, she found she couldn’t grip it so she just drank the milk as the woman held it.

“Have you done wetties or pooh pooh?” the woman asked.

“Don’t be absurd.” Suzanne exclaimed, “Take me to the bathroom.”

“Potty, silly, no you do wetties and I’ll change you.” the woman continued.

“Don’t be” Suzanne said before the woman antalya escort bayan realised the bottle was empty and silenced her with the Pacifier once more.

“It’s very nice doing wetties,” the woman said,”You’ll see, don’t fight it.”

There was something in the milk, Suzanne realised, there was a burning itch in her bladder, she needed to pee, she badly needed to pee but all her conditioning and training said she must not, must not under any circumstances wet herself so she struggled.

She felt the first drips escape and held her Teddy bear tight but once it started she was poewerless as her bladder emptied and the soft diaper became firm and warm with her wee, “that’s it let it go, good girl.” the woman spoke from the darkness, “I’ll get Martha.” Martha arrived in her night dress and bathrobe pushing a trolley and the two women changed the diaper in the Cot, putting down a rubber mat and sitting Suzanne on it as they removed the old one cleaned her with wet wipes and applied powder to her pubes and bottom before wrapping the new diaper tightly round her.

“Is baby thirsty?” Martha asked.

Suzanne nodded, and the woman removed the pacifier, but instead of a bottle Martha lowered the door and stood in the gap as she pulled her nightdress aside to reveal her huge left breast. “Here y’are honey, it’s on draught.”

Suzanne stared, transfixed at the huge black nipple, “No,” she murmured even as Martha offered it to her mouth, but she was licking her lips involuntarily even before finally the nipple brushed her lips and as then as the teat slid between her lips she began to suck.

“You sure is hungry you change titties fore I get lopsided.” Martha instructed Suzanne and she quickly moved across to suck the other nipple.

Suzanne drifted off to sleep, against the warmth of Martha’s chest , Martha carefully untangled Suzanne from her and pressed her Teddy Bear against her instead and watched as she snuggled up against it and slept.

The mystery woman was by Suzanne’s bedside when she woke, “Has sleepy head woked up den.” she said, “I’m nurse Annie,” she explained

Suzanne looked at her, suddenly aware she was naked above the waist, she crossed her arms to cover her breasts as Annie said, “You want pretty dress, yes?”

Annie reached down and lifted up a small red dress with a white fur band around the hem and as Suzanne lifted her arms so Annie dropped it down over her, it came just below her waist, obscenely short but a welcome change from her nudity, Suzanne smiled.

“Done wetties” Annie asked, Suzanne shook her head.

“Do wetties then and you can have bottle, and if you’re very good you can have titty later.” Annie promised,

“Nung Phuff” Suzanne tried to explain through her pacifier, she needed to get on with her work.

Annie left Suzanne to play with her Teddy bear, she stared at Annie’e retreating form and threw the bear out onto the floor in frustration.

“Bad baby” Annie scolded as she heard the thump of the falling bear, she turned around, and picked the bear up and pushed it over the side of the Cot again.

“Now, if you do it again you wont have Teddy to play with, Do you understand?” Annie scolded.

Suzanne nodded lamely and Annie turned away, “If you ‘re good we will put your hair into pig tails with pretty red ribbons, will you like that?”

Suzanne shook her head, but Annie scolded her “You will like it, its much nicer than that silly bonnet.”

There was absolutely nothing to do, and as soon as Annie had closed the door Suzanne cuddled up to her Teddy bear.

It seemed so unfair she had so much to do, important things, and yet, here she was with absolutely nothing to do, she couldn’t grip the bear properly but she could hug it, it was like the one she had as a child almost as tall as herself

She found the bottom of the Cot was sprung and if she wanted to she could bounce up and down, and in mid bounce Suzanne suddenly saw Dr Hargreaves watching her.

“Have you been wetties?” he asked, “It’s not good to hold it in.”

She shook her head, she wanted to go but it was just too, she didn’t know what exactly, It was just too, easy, disgusting, she didn’t care, she just squat down and enjoyed the sensation of relief.

“Are you doing wee wee in your nappy Susie?” he asked.

She nodded coyly.

“Clever baby, I’ll get nursie” he promised.

The diaper bulked out with her wee, it felt heavy and warm and deliciously naughty.

Nurse Martha collected Suzanne, wheeling her Cot back to the room with the changing table, where she was told to hop up on the table again, but this time Nurse Annie and Dr Hargreaves were there too and as she hopped onto the table she felt a tiny pricking sensation and she felt very very drowsy.

Suzanne woke back in her Cot, her tummy and front bottom felt funny, as well they might after a complete wax had removed all her body hair below the waist, she saw her bottle was in the Cot so feeling thirsty she found she could escort antalya grip it with her legs and support it on her mittenned hands and she began to drink, she realised she no longer had the pacifier, and no bonnet either, but from the reflection in the windows her hair was now divided into pig tails each with a pretty red ribbon.

“Hey, what’s going on.” she exclaimed.

Dr Hargreaves heard her and entered the room, “Susie, that’s not very nice, you can say Ma Ma, or DaDa, or Wee Wee or Pooh Pooh, but not big girl words, do you understand.”

She shook her head. “Good girl.” Dr Hargreaves praised her, now suck your Pacifier when you’re through, and if you’re very good DaDa will visit real soon.

She knew better than to ask. “Goo” she gurgled instead.

“Now Susie needs go Pooh, she be bad if she no go Pooh, here take tablet.” Hargreaves insisted.

He held it out to her and popped it into her mouth, before allowing her to drink a glass of orange juice.

Susie just stared at Hargreaves, if making her mess herself turned him on then so be it, he watched as she bounced on the springy mattress and played with the Teddy Bear, then as she stared at him her tummy churned and the smell told them both she had disgraced herself.

“Annie, come quickly, Susie done Pooh Pooh.” Dr Hargreaves called.

Annie came trotting down past the empty Cots, “A big stinky one by the smell of it!” She exclaimed.

They wheeled her Cot to the changing table again and as she climbed up Dr Hargreaves said “Look Susie, its Daddy Parker.

John Parker, fifty something balding, and a partner in Albrighton Ferris Parker, and her de facto boss was watching Hargreaves undo her filled nappy.

“That’s a big stinky pooh, you did Susie,” Parker said, “Did you do it specially for me?”

Suzanne sucked her pacifier in total humiliation as John worked carefully to clean her up with wet wipes, she peered down and saw her pubes were now completely hairless and baby like.

John worked carefully and dilligently and they eased her up to throw the stinking mess away before sliding another Nappy under her.

“I can’t get her quite dry Nurse,” John informed Annie as he tried to dry the area between Susie’s vaginal lips once more,pushing the soft white cloth within her once more.

Susie watched him, she liked it. she decided, especially when he dried her just “Oooh” there, “Oooh,” she cooed again through her pacifier.

Annie kissed her head, “It’s all right baby, Daddy Parker knows.”

But he didn’t, he sprinkled powder over her and started to pull the soft absorbent material tight into Susie’e crotch when she had a fire building between her legs, an itch within her that needed scratching and with her hands trapped uselessly in the finger-less mittens she was helpless to soothe her needs.

She stared helplessly as her baby smooth pubic mound disappeared beneath the pristine white of the disposable diaper once more.

She sucked he pacifier, she wanted to say “Please don’t leave me like this,” But was too ashamed, so she cried.

“Baby’s crying” Annie observed, “Want Titty, do you? Want Titty?”

Susanne nodded, yes the comforting warmth of Martha’s bosom, but there was a shock as John Parker and Annie held Suzannes hands as she walked unsteadily towards the room where Martha reclined on a low bed, a black girl already lay beside Martha suckling her left breast, a beautiful thin girl naked apart from an obscenely short dress and a disposable diaper, a girl with with short curly hair and flawless glistening black skin already suckling.

“Hello Susie!” Martha husked, “You come and suck old Martha’s Titty, Martha go lopsided the way this greedy Baby sucks.

Susie let her Pacifier fall as she nuzzled up against Martha and started to suckle once more, “MaMa” she said.

“I’m yo wet nurse not yo MaMa,” Martha said kindly, “but you drink milky and if you good maybe DaDa let you suck some cream, Baby like that?”

She nodded and continued sucking until she fell asleep and when she woke she was in her Cot once more.

She had this itch, under her nappy, almost inside her, under her nappy where she couldn’t get at it, she tried rubbing it with Teddy, then she lay Teddy down and lay on him to press her diaper into herself to try to sooth the feeling but she just made it worse.

She needed her nappy off so she just did a little wee wee, except she had been drinking rather a lot and suddenly her diaper was heavy and wet and warm and the itch was all wet and warm and nice and she felt all gooey and nice, so she cuddled up to Teddy and went to sleep.

“Susie, you tell Nursie when you do Wee Wee,” Annie chided, the Diaper was bright yellow with leaking wee, and she had to be very careful as she slid the rubber sheet under Susie before peeling back the ties and peeling away the soggy mass of disposable Diaper.

Annie carefully wiped Susies pubes dry and powdered her before pulling another pristine disposable nappy around her, Annie kissed Susie’s forehead and said. “You getting too big for Nappy, Annie get you Potty.” before she put the Cot door in place again and wheeled the trolley away.

Susie became aware that several more Babies like her had arrived, all in oversize Cots, all in Diapers, and several more nurses and Doctors or were they Daddies.

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“That’s right baby… keep going…” Feroz said. Now Alina was on her knees sucking his big cock. He loved the way she moved her hands on his cock while sucking it expertly. Alina was 32, the same age as Feroz. She had a fair complexion. Her dark thick silky hair would make any guy crazy for her. Feroz loved to hold them in his hands when she would blow him. Alina was 5’4″ and had a perfectly shaped body. They were married for about a decade now and still had not lost the intimacy between them. They would make love almost every day like newlyweds.

Feroz looked down at his cock disappearing into Alina’s mouth in a rhythmic motion. Oh god, what a beautiful sight it was!

“Turn around. Let me take you from behind” Feroz instructed.

“Gladly!” said Alina with a lustful smile on her face.

Feroz inserted his cock into her. In a rhythmic motion, his body started hitting her ass. His balls were hitting her vaginal opening as he thrust his cock deep inside her.

“Ah! Yesss…” Alina moaned loudly, “Keep going… don’t stop…”

Suddenly there was some sound outside the door. It felt like the door was open for a brief moment and was closed hurriedly.

“Who’s there?” Feroz asked as he continued riding his wife.

“Feroz beta…” someone knocked on the bedroom door, “it’s me.”

“Yes, Ammi?” Feroz’s tone was a bit irritated.

“I wanted to talk to you about something…” Feroz’s mother Fatima, said.

“Not now Ammi…I… I’m busy…”

“Oh okay. No problem. Come to my room whenever you are free.” Feroz could hear his mother’s footsteps going away. He focused on his beautiful wife again. He now held her hair in his fist and started fucking rapidly.

“Looks like your mother’s voice turned you on,” Alina said teasingly.

“Oh shut up Alina!” Said Feroz. But she wasn’t wrong. He was close to his mother and had always found her an extremely attractive woman. He hadn’t shared this with anyone. Not even with his loving wife. But Alina understood many things without saying them out loud. She laughed at Feroz’s denial and moaned again as he continued to thrust passionately.

“I’m ready…” She quickly got on her knees, ready for his cum.

“Give it all to me baby…” she opened her mouth.

“Aahhh…here it is!” Feroz shot his load straight on Alina’s tongue.

“Wow, that was…something! How you recover so fast?” Alina said affectionately after swallowing his entire load. He just sat on the edge of the bed with a satisfactory look on his face. Alina kissed him on his cheeks and went to the washroom for clean up.

Feroz got dressed and went to his parents’ chamber. His mother Fatima was sitting on the bed. Her eyes were red and swollen. She must have cried for the whole of the morning. Tears were still rolling down her cheeks.

“What’s the matter Ammi?” It was a shock for Feroz. He had never seen his mother crying. Not even when there was an attempt to assassinate his father Mafia Don Farooq Khan.

“Feroz…” Fatima was still struggling with words.

“What is it?”

“Your father…”

“What happened to him?” Feroz was worried and getting impatient now.

“He’s planning to marry again,” Fatima said. Feroz was somewhat relieved after hearing this.

“Ah…yeah.” He said.

“So you knew about it…” Fatima stated in an interrogative tone.

“I wasn’t sure if this would happen… but yes, I had anticipated it.”

“And still you didn’t stop him?”

“No Ammi, this is all good for the business,” Feroz said in a defensive tone.

“Don’t teach me the business Feroz. It was me and your father who built this empire.” Fatima said assertively. And she was right. Farooq was just a small-time smuggler and a local goon of a slum in the Versova area of Bombay. Fatima, who came from an affluent background, lived with her family in a spacious bungalow in Versova. A local politician was harassing Fatima’s father for protection money and declared that he would have to marry off his beautiful daughter to him if he wanted to get rid of this extortion. Fatima told her father that she would commit suicide than marrying the filthy politician. Her father was helpless and didn’t know what to do.

Farooq heard this from his mother, who was a maid in Fatima’s house. He also learned that some other households face a similar threat from the politician. So basically the politician was a pervert and just wanted to take advantage of the women in his area. Farooq decided to act on it. A couple of other guys from the alsancak escort bayan same neighbourhood joined him. They observed the politician for a week, found out about his routine and the places he would visit regularly. The politician used to visit a brothel frequently. One night, the politician, after a satisfactory fuck, left the brothel. In a lonely lane next to it, Farooq was waiting for him. In a quick action, Farooq shot a bullet in the politician’s head. And that’s it. The problem was solved. Everyone in the neighbourhood knew who did this, but police couldn’t do anything with no evidence. A local gully boy became a hero. A Robin Hood of the locality. Someone who dares to stand up against the mighty to defend the powerless. Fatima was utterly impressed by the act of courage. She liked this tall, handsome, and brave guy. She fell in love with Farooq and soon they got married. Very quickly after that, a small-time smuggler and local goon Farooq became one of the biggest Mafia bosses in Bombay. His mafia gang was named after Farooq’s initials- The F company.

The F company grew multifold when Fatima started helping Farooq in day-to-day operations. She was smart, courageous and extremely shrewd. Though Farooq was the face of the business, it reached its new heights only because of Fatima’s contribution. The F company now controlled the underworld of not only Bombay but also Goa, Delhi and Kerala. As per Fatima’s suggestion, the company slowly withdrew its direct involvement from all the illegal businesses, which created a barrier for the law enforcement agencies to get any hard evidence against the F company bosses. At the same time, it turned itself into an umbrella body of the local mafia gangs in Bombay, Goa, Delhi and Kerala. The money flowed upwards from all directions and the F company kept on getting bigger and stronger.

“Don’t teach me the business Feroz,” Fatima said curtly.

“I didn’t mean to…” Feroz struggled with his words.

“I know it is important for Farooq to marry that little Mallu bitch.” Fatima said bitterly, “but I fear that Farooq is getting carried away. It hasn’t remained a professional relationship anymore. These days, he spends almost half of the month in Kerala.”

“Oh Ammi, don’t worry. I’m sure it is not like that.”

“You have no idea son. We, women, have a kind of sixth sense about these matters. I know it when Farooq is distracted by another woman.” Fatima said with teary eyes.

“Do you think he’s falling for Urvashi Menon?” Feroz asked surprisingly.

“Yes. Feroz, I can sense it from his behaviour. It feels like he doesn’t care for me anymore,” Fatima rested her head on her son’s shoulder.

“Ammi, I have never seen you like this, not even when Abba got married to Ameera and Sarah. This is his fourth marriage, I thought you would be comfortable with this by now.” Feroz questioned.

“When your Abba got married to Ameera, you were very young and of course you don’t remember much of my state of mind. But I was furious and jealous to the core.”

“Jealous?”

“Of course!” Fatima continued, “Ameera was a movie star. She was young and gorgeous. And back then she was a London returned sensation.”

“Oh come on! You are gorgeous. You don’t need to compete with her.”

“Oh, my dear son!” Fatima laughed, “Unfortunately your Abba didn’t think it that way. He went for her anyway.”

“It is hard to believe now, that you didn’t like Ameera.” Feroz had seen how well his mother and stepmother Ameera Qureshi get along now.

“Haha, yes back then it was all different. But Ameera and I got along very well. I liked her. When your Abba married the Goan bitch Sarah, Ameera and I grew closer to each other.” Feroz smiled at his mother’s remark on his other stepmother Sarah Alvarez.

“So I didn’t mind sharing my man with Ameera. We had had fun together.” Fatima continued in a nostalgic tone.

“Okay, I don’t need details Ammi,” Feroz said mischievously.

“But I do!” Both of them were startled by the third voice in the room. It was Alina. She had taken a shower and looked gorgeous in her wet untied hair. She had worn a simple cotton salwar kameez with a deep neck showing her cleavage line.

“Oh Alina, come…” Fatima told her daughter in law to sit on the bed with both of them, “What do you want to hear?” Fatima asked.

“Anything and everything that you want to share.” Alina said, “Just because Abba is getting married again, doesn’t mean you are any less important. You don’t need to feel lonely or neglected as long as your bahu is here.” Alina hugged her mother in law affectionately. Fatima reciprocated to it by hugging her tightly and then placing her lips on Alina’s fair cheeks.

“Isn’t that a lovely scene!” Feroz exclaimed, “I should tell my friends in the TV industry to change their typical Saas-Bahu drama on the daily soaps. We have a perfect example of how good family relations can be.” Feroz said in a proud tone.

“No need for that. Things of the family should remain behind alsancak escort bayan the closed doors.” Alina said dismissively, “Isn’t it right Ammi?”

“Of course!” Fatima laughed.

“Well, that’s my cue. I’ll take a leave now. I have some work to finish off before Abba comes back from Kerala.” Feroz waited as if he wanted his mother to permit him to leave.

“Don’t worry Feroz. Now that Alina is here, you can go.” Fatima said lovingly, “But before you go, come here, give your Ammi a warm hug.” Feroz went ahead and hugged his mother. She kissed him on his cheeks and forehead, and said, “Allah mehfuz rakhe”

“So, Ammi…” Alina started talking as soon as Feroz left the room.

“Yes beti?”

“Did you enjoy what you saw?!” Alina’s question came out of nowhere.

“Wh…wha…what do you mean?” Fatima struggled for words.

“You know exactly what I mean…” Alina said with a straight face.

“I don’t what you are talking about,” Fatima said dismissively.

“Oh really?”

“Yes… I think I should go to Kitchen and see what Salma has made for lunch.” Fatima got up from the bed to leave. But Alina grabbed her mother in law’s hand.

“Wait.” She instructed. Fatima was surprised by Alina’s courage. No one, forget in the house, but in the entire Bombay would have dared to grab Fatima’s hand and force her to stay.

“Bahu! You are crossing the limit.” Fatima said curtly.

“Really?! And who crossed the boundaries when you secretly watched your own son fucking his wife?” Alina asked in an interrogative tone.

“I… I didn’t… I mean…”

“What?”

“That was a mistake. I came looking for Feroz and the door was open.” Fatima thought of it as a perfect explanation for her action.

“Oh my dear Ammi,” Alina laughed, “Let’s assume that it was a mistake. But you stayed there, watching us, touching yourself. Was it a mistake too?”

“N…no… I didn’t do anything like that.” Alina laughed again. And then hugged her mother in law.

“I know what you did. I saw you when I was sucking Feroz. I saw you touching yourself. And I know that you loved what you saw.” She whispered in her mother in law’s ear. Fatima froze completely. She didn’t know what to say.

“It’s okay Ammi. I know that you have been doing it quite frequently for the past few weeks.”

“You knew it?” Fatima was surprised.

“Yes!” Alina gently kissed Fatima on her neck.

“Ooh!” Fatima moaned softly.

“I didn’t say anything, because I know what you are going through. Rather I purposefully started keeping our room’s door open, for you to enjoy!” Alina kissed on Fatima’s shoulders. She quietly removed Fatima’s dupatta, “And I know that you enjoyed watching your son naked.”

“N… no…”

“Sshhhh” Alina kept her index finger on Fatima’s lips, “You don’t need to worry about anything. Just accept yourself as you are. I love you, your son loves you and no one is going to judge you for seeking pleasures.” Alina said in a seductive voice.

“But…Bahu… this is so wrong.”

“Before anything else, you are a woman and we, women have needs too” Alina kissed on Fatima’s bosom.

“Ohh, Alina…”

“Yes, don’t be afraid to enjoy yourself,”

“I won’t be… come here” Fatima took her daughter in law’s face in her hands. She looked directly into her eyes, “I’m so glad to have such an understanding and loving daughter in law.” Fatima kissed Alina on her lips. The gentle kiss got passionate in a matter of a few seconds. Alina’s tongue collided with that of Fatima’s. She licked and sucked her mother in law’s lips. Fatima was a gorgeous woman. She was 53 but looked no more than 45. Her brownish hair was braided. Alina carefully untied them while kissing her neck. The wavy locks of her thick long hair fell freely on her curvy body. Fatima was short, hardly 5’1. She didn’t have a conventionally attractive figure. But, Fatima was voluptuous. Her curves would make any cock hard. Her deep neck clothes always highlighted her bosom. Within the next few seconds, Alina and Fatima were naked, kissing each other all over the body.

“Oh god!” Fatima moaned as Alina squeezed her breasts. For her age, Fatima had very firm breasts. Her dark coloured nipples were hard now and Alina was sucking them passionately.

“Ammi, I love you,” Alina said as she slowly approached Fatima’s thighs.

“Ah! I love you too beti,” Fatima gasped as she sensed Alina tongue on her clitoris, “Ya Khuda, maaf kar de (Forgive us, my lord)!”, She moaned loudly. A range of pleasure waves flowed through her body. Alina knew her job well. Her tongue moved swiftly on Fatima’s vagina.

“Aaah…” Fatima screamed with pleasure when Alina sucked her mother in law’s wet vagina.

“I can’t believe I’m doing this with my own bahu,” Fatima muttered to herself, “But this is… heavenly pleasure. I can’t stop myself. Oh god!” This was the second time Fatima was getting an orgasm that afternoon.

“What the hell is going on here??” Feroz was standing at the door, surprised, escort alsancak confused and angry.

“Oh my god!” Fatima feared someone for the first time in her life. And it was a natural reaction. After all, she was naked, being licked by her daughter in law in front of her son. She covered herself with a blanket and hid her face in both of her hands.

“Darling” Alina came to the rescue.

“Don’t darling me. That’s my mother for god’s sake.” Feroz was certainly angry with what he saw.

“Listen to me.” Alina, still naked, stood up and held Feroz’s hands, “Ammi was lonely, frustrated and what I did is just for her pleasure.”

“Alina, her pleasure is not your responsibility,” Feroz said. By this time, Fatima had started sobbing. She was feeling utterly embarrassed by the situation.

“Whose responsibility is it then?” Alina questioned, “Your father’s? Yes of course. But what should she do when he is drilling his dick in a young Mallu pussy? Why should your mother suffer when your father is enjoying heavenly pleasures?”

“Yes, I get your point… But… It’s just not right.”

“Tell me something, if she would go outside for pleasure, would that be acceptable?”

“No! Ammi is not a whore.” Feroz said assertively.

“Exactly. And if she asks her close family to give her pleasures, when her husband is unable to provide it. Should we let her down?” Alina walked back to her mother in law and caressed her. She stroked her thick wavy hair.

“No… I mean…”

“Oh come on Feroz!” Alina now started cuddling Fatima, “Don’t you think she’s sexy?”

“Wh…what?” Feroz didn’t know what to say.

“Look at her.” Alina removed Fatima’s blanket.

“No, Alina…” Fatima resisted a bit. But Alina still went ahead with it.

“Look at her body Feroz. Don’t think of her as a mother, but as a woman.” Alina kissed gently on Fatima’s neck. “Don’t you want to suck those beautiful nipples?” She cupped Fatima’s big boobs. It was a super sexy scene. Feroz started getting hard.

“Come on Ammi, tell your son how much you loved to watch the naked body of your son.”

“Oh, Feroz… come here beta,” Fatima extended her hand. Feroz stepped forward, still unsure whether he should get involved in this. But, how could he control it? He was having his gorgeous busty mother completely naked. And she was getting licked and kissed by his beautiful wife. He hugged his mother.

“Ammi!” Feroz exclaimed.

“I had dreamt of this so many times. But never thought that this would become a reality someday.” Fatima said. She ran her hands on Feroz’s shoulders, then in his hair. Feroz was a handsome guy. He liked to keep a stubble. He frequented the gym and loved to work out. It was no wonder that he looked like a greek god with six-pack abs and a muscled healthy body.

“Ammi, I want you to be happy.” Feroz held Fatima’s chin in his hand, “I don’t want to see your tears again. Never feel lonely, as long as your son and daughter in law are here.” He placed his lips on hers.

“Hmmm” Fatima moaned softly as she kissed her son.

“Where are you going, Alina?” Feroz noticed that Alina went a little far from both of them.

“Nowhere, but I just want to witness you two making love. Do it! It is so sexy and hot.” She sat on a chair rubbing her pussy. Feroz smiled, so did Fatima.

“Beta, let me get rid of those.” Fatima unbuckled his belt and removed his jeans. There his tool stood. In all its glory. Fully erected.

“Oh my god! You have really grown big.” Fatima said.

“Ammi, why don’t you start by tasting it?” Alina instructed from her chair.

“Right away bahu!” Fatima took Feroz’s cock in her mouth. She started blowing it expertly.

“Wow! You are very good at this Ammi” Feroz appreciated.

“Yes. Ameera taught me all of this.” Fatima said.

“That’s impressive,” Feroz said. He remembered his stepmother Ameera for a second. She was very beautiful. The thought of his step-mom teaching a blowjob to his mom made him even harder.

“Stop fantasizing Ameera!” Alina mocked Feroz knowing exactly what he was thinking. Feroz smiled. “Yes, when I have two beautiful women with me, I shouldn’t think of a third woman,” Feroz said, “Keep going you gorgeous.”

Fatima obeyed by sucking her son’s cock in a beautiful rhythmic flow. Alina kept on masturbating on a chair.

“Oh yes… keep doing it Ammi,” Alina moaned.

“I won’t be to hold back anymore,” Feroz said.

“Don’t worry beta, unload yourself in my mouth,” Fatima said.

“There!!” Feroz burst into his mother’s mouth.

“Wow!” Alina exclaimed, “Come on swallow it all” Fatima followed the instruction and gulped all the cum.

“Impressive!” Feroz said.

“Now let me enjoy Feroz” Alina stood up and stepped towards her mother in law. Feroz quietly sat on the chair. Fatima smiled and pulled Alina close.

“You have made this all possible. You dirty little bitch.” Fatima bit Alina’s lips affectionately. Alina moaned with pleasure. As Fatima started squeezing and pinching Alina’s boobs, she moaned loudly. Fatima quickly moved towards Alina’s clean-shaven vagina.

“You are exactly like your cousin,” Fatima said and started licking Alina’s clitoris. Fatima was referring to Ameera. Yes, Ameera who had married Farooq, was a cousin to Alina, who had married Farooq’s son Feroz. So Alina’s elder cousin Ameera became her step-mother in law.

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Carrie followed me to the kitchen keeping her eyes on the floor. I didn’t know what to think about this new attitude. She had been so bubbly. I walked out to the eastern porch and noticed the sun was well overhead and it was getting hot. “Carrie, what time is it?”

“Almost noon.”

“Well, I guess I missed breakfast then, didn’t I?” Not even a smile, something is definitely bothering her. I guess it will be cooler on this side with the afternoon sun glaring down. I sat in one of my favorite chairs and sipped at my coffee. Carrie excused herself and went inside. Shortly, I could hear others heading my way. The procession came out the door being led by the precocious Heidi with the coffee pot. She curtsied and filled my cup, winked and disappeared back inside. She missed seeing the grin her grandmother gave as she went by. The number of women present had shrunk to the welcoming committee (Myra, Stephanie, Heidi, Debbie, Beth and Rachelle) plus Lisa and Carrie. “OK, Myra, now that I have taken care of a couple of my ‘problems’ maybe I can get an explanation to why I was all tied up this morning.” Everyone was sitting but Myra was just looking at me. She seemed to be making up her mind about something. She even looked nervous. She was biting her lip. Now this was making me feel very uncomfortable.

“Bill, the easiest way to say this is just to be honest. The fruit drink you were drinking for dinner was spiked. I don’t mean just alcohol, you knew it was alcoholic. It also had a pretty strong umm… sexual stimulant.”

“Go on.”

“Well, one of us…”

Carrie ran over and fell at my feet, burying her face in my knees, “It was me, I should be punished. I did it. It was my fault. I just didn’t want to wait any longer to make love to you.” Carrie had tears running down her face and I still didn’t have a clue why she was so upset. OK, she had date raped me, but I wasn’t really complaining. Especially since I couldn’t remember it happening.

“Yes Bill, Carrie added the stimulant to your drinks. None of us knew what it would do to you when it was combined with alcohol. What it did was turn you into a ‘fucking machine.’ After your toast, you sat back and kind of glazed over. We thought you had fallen asleep and maybe you did for a few minutes. When you opened your eyes, they were out of focus. It was like you were looking somewhere else. You called Carrie to your side. You reached up and started rubbing her breast with one hand and her ass with the other. All at once, you ripped off her clothes and threw her onto the table on her belly. You then shucked off your shorts and… I swear Bill, your cock was a lot bigger than normal and you have a sizeable cock. Anyway, you spread Carrie’s ass cheeks apart, spit in the crack and forced your cock into her an inch at a time. She didn’t complain, she has been waiting for you since you bought the place. She wasn’t quite ready for the thorough fucking you gave her ass though. You fucked her until she passed out from too many orgasms and pulled out looking for more. We still weren’t worried about you. You have shown amazing staying and recovery power. Debbie brought out a cloth and hot water and washed your cock and started giving you a blow job. You grabbed her hair and starting fucking her throat. You were not very tender, but she loved it. You were grabbing women and fingering them, fucking their pussy or ass or both. Maybe five minutes for some, others a long time. In fact, there were a couple of women trying to get you to pick them again. I was one of them, in fact.”

I was flabbergasted. I had never forced myself on a woman in my life. “Are you sure no one was hurt? Why don’t I remember any of this?”

“No, everyone is fine. It was you we were worried about. You just wouldn’t cum. I think you went through everyone here before Heidi got to swallow your cum.” I looked around and saw her sitting across from me stroking her pussy with one hand and waving at me with the other. “She nearly drowned when you came. When you finally finished showering her with your seed, you promptly fell on your knees and collapsed. We finally roused you and took you to bed. You just thought the scenery had changed because you were hard and ready to go again. You were eating Rachelle and Debbie got to try your cock on for size. She is not going to be satisfied with any clumsy boys her age again. Of course, Heidi had to try to outdo her and you fucked her just as silly. You had eaten six of us to orgasm before the twins gave up trying to make you cum. Angie had just got going on your cock when you passed out again. You didn’t go soft, you just quit moving. We decided it would be safer to tie you down in case you tried to get up and the blindfold was just to keep the sun out of your eyes so you could sleep longer. That is why you were tied up and why we were worried this morning.”

“I don’t remember malatya escort any of this.” I looked around and no one seemed to be bothered a bit. There were some women openly fondling each other. I don’t know whether they were reliving last night or turned on hearing it again. “Am I in any danger?”

“That is why we were so concerned. Angie is a nurse and she checked all your vital signs. She convinced us you were fine and you seem just fine to me. You did finally cum in buckets this morning. It is up to you to decide what to do about your… situation. This is not really committee business.”

“Carrie, come here.” She hadn’t moved far away when her confession had been completed, but she looked at me like she was ready to bolt. “CARRIE, come here!” Not only did she jump when I raised my voice the other women did also. I figured it was time I took control. I kept my eyes on Carrie as she walked over to stand in front of me. “Well, the first question I have is why didn’t you just tell me you wanted to make love to me.”

“I couldn’t. Look at all these beautiful women, why would you want me?”

“I see, so it is ok for you to think I am more than I am, but I can’t do the same to you?” She looked me straight in the eye. She knew exactly what I meant. If she could see me as her Adonis, why couldn’t I see her the same way? She grinned, “I don’t believe you think I am beautiful, but I understand, thank you.”

“That was only question number one. The second question is where did you get this stuff you gave me and does it work on women too?” “Yes, it works on women and I have it in the barn for my stallion.”

“Thirdly, you mentioned that you needed to be punished and I believe you are right, so what punishment do you think will make us even?” She was fidgeting now. She looked to Myra, who only shrugged her shoulders. She looked at almost everybody and no one offered any suggestions or help. She was on her own. She stood there looking at me, “I don’t know. Whatever you think is appropriate, I agree.”

I laughed, a sinister quiet laugh, raised an eyebrow looking at her, “Really, whatever I decide? Done! Heidi, Debbie, come here please.” I motioned them close and whispered in their ears to get a blue container from my closet and bring it down here. “OK Carrie, while the girls are away, I want you to strip naked. Will a couple of you bring that table a little closer to the middle of the deck? Beth, I think we will need a couple of things from the kitchen, honey and umm, whipped cream and a spatula. Rachelle sweetie, would you be so kind as to go to the woodshed and… maybe I should whisper it to you.” Rachelle came and leaned over me allowing her breasts to press into me as she placed her ear to my mouth. I had to nip and suck her ear lobe a little since it was so close. Her eyes got wide when she heard what I asked her to get. She looked back over her shoulder at Carrie before running toward the shed.

I could see the mixed emotions on Carrie’s face. She had no idea what the twins were getting, but she had heard about the honey and whipped cream and now knowing where Rachelle was going but not what she was getting. She was getting nervous and very excited. Her pretty little pussy was soaking wet. She was dripping down her thighs. “Carrie, do NOT touch yourself. You are not to cum unless I give you permission, do you understand?” She nodded her head in acceptance, but she was already quivering. Her imagination was making her hornier than I could have in an hour of foreplay. She tried closing her eyes. She tried making her hands into fists. She crossed her arms around her stomach but she couldn’t get control. When she rubbed her thighs together she starting cumming. Her eyes popped open to see if I had saw and I was staring right at her. Her breasts were heaving and she needed more stimulation but she stood there and just quivered. “We have a problem now, don’t we? You had to orgasm even when I told you not to. What am I going to do with you?” The twins returning with the blue box helped Carrie gain a little control but not much. “Thank you ladies.”

“Myra, I would like to see Carrie tied face down on that small table. Make sure her little ass is pointing toward me. Tie her arms out to the side and put these on her nipples.” I had just opened the lid enough to remove two small nipple clamps and Carrie involuntarily came again. She tried to hide this one too, but I saw the spasms hit her. “Oh Carrie, strike two. I didn’t want to have to do this, but you have left me no choice.” The table I had her trussed up on was a small buffet table about 18″ wide. It worked out that she was able to stand and bend at the waist and we would have access to her tits on one side and her entire crotch on the other. Her hands were secured to the legs with her arms bent at the elbows. She could raise her belly and move back and forth, so I thought she would be comfortable. Her legs were not tied so she could move them to keep comfortable too.

Myra, please blindfold escort malatya our bad little girl also. Maybe if she doesn’t see what is happening she can keep from cumming every two minutes.” I heard a sob from Carrie and saw Lisa and Stephanie starting to rub each other from their tits to their thighs. Rachelle returned with the horse crop and a dozen peacock feathers. “Rachelle, if you would be so kind to pass those around, but give me the crop. Carrie jumped and twisted on the table and more juices were running down her thighs. I got up and walked to Carrie’s head. I leaned over and whispered in her ear. Carrie, I am going to give you what you really want now, but we also have to have a way to stop when you have had as much as you can take. Do you understand?” “Yes, Master,” she whispered. “Good, now, repeat after me, Mississippi.” “Mississippi?” “Yes, Mississippi. When you have had enough, the only way to get me to stop is to say ‘Mississippi.’ Do you understand? Nothing will stop me but saying what?” “Mississippi, Master.” I kissed her nose and walked away letting the crop run across her shoulders and down her back. I tapped it on each ass cheek and then ran it down her thighs. She moaned. I immediately raised the crop and left a little welt on her left cheek. I tapped the crop against the inside of her knees, “spread them wider, up on your toes, wider.” When she was as wide as she could get and keep her feet on the deck I stopped her. “That is fine, now do I have to have them tied like that or will you stay spread wide for me?”

“No Master, I don’t need to be tied.”

“We will see. Our bad little girl has to be punished. In fact, she needs it, “Isn’t that right, Carrie?” “Yes, Master, punish me for being such a bad girl.” Ladies if you would please use your instruments on our bad little girl now. And no one is allowed to speak to her. Until we have disciplined her correctly, she doesn’t get to hear your voices, only my orders, do you understand?” They all nodded their agreement and moved in to use the feathers all over her body. That was not at all what she expected and the first feathers went right up her thighs to tickle her pussy. Try as she might, she couldn’t keep her legs apart and I raised another welt on her ass. She immediately spread her legs apart again but her breathing was picking up. She had a grip on the table legs and she was dripping profusely. The twins decided to work on her feet and tickled her unmercifully. She stayed as she was but her laughs turned to tears before I made them stop.

I walked over to the container and pulled out a small butt plug. I lubed it up and handed it to Myra. “Would you do the honors for me, please?” Myra took the plug and walked over and stuck a couple of inches straight in her ass. She then twisted and pushed until she got it past the rim and her sphincter tightened around it. Myra then twisted the plug in her ass a few times and walked away. This also was too much for Carrie to take and she had another orgasm. “Oh ungghh, I’m sorry Master, I am so sorry, you must punish me Master, I was bad again.”

I motioned Rachelle and Beth to me and whispered in their ears to settle themselves one in front and the other behind Carrie and to start licking her pussy and tits slowly. And I forbade them to touch her clitoris or nipples. They both moved silently into position and they both gave her long wide tongue strokes at the same time. Carrie’s moans were turning into whimpers when she realized that they were not going to do anything but drive her to a higher state of excitement.

Those ladies not involved physically with our miscreant had moved off to explore their own endeavors. Myra had liberated a large dildo from the play box and was pounding herself with it as she massaged her clitoris with her other hand. The twins decided to chew on each other for a while. And Lisa and Stephanie were looking to me for some play. I didn’t have time right now and raised the crop and pointed at them to be good and let me discipline Carrie. They tried to pout but starting giggling and fell into one of the settees and started their own games. I motioned for Beth and Rachelle to stop and they moved out of the way.

I raised the crop and snapped it down on Carrie’s left cheek, right cheek, alternating back and forth firmly for thirty strokes to each buttock. They were bright red now and I took the honey and poured some on her cheeks using the spatula to spread it around. I then took the can of whipped cream and placed the nozzle at the opening of her pussy and filled her up. The sound of the cream going up her tunnel was enough to set her off again and she whimpered and cried for more. “Please you are driving me crazy, quit please quit. I can’t stop cumming.”

I took the crop and used the handle to run up and down her ass cheeks and tapped the butt plug a few times. “Aren’t you having orgasms? Isn’t that what you wanted?”

“They aren’t enough, I need more, please Master, give me more.”

While she begged and malatya escort bayan whimpered, Rachelle and Beth started licking her honey-covered ass. The roughness of their tongues on her tender cheeks was giving jolts of pleasure pain that she hadn’t known before. “Oh please, someone fuck me. Touch my clit, pleeaasse!!” Both my honey lappers reached up and twisted her nipple clamps and pulled on her tits. Her nipples stretched a long way and were getting harder in front of our eyes. They both let go at the same time and they snapped back bringing a tear to her eyes. “Oooh, you bitches, more, give me more.”

No one had seen this side of little Carrie and everyone was surprised. I reached into the play box and pulled a silver vibrator out that would stimulate very deeply for her. I gave it a good coating of lube, turned it on and laid it on top of the butt plug. The vibrations transferred deep into her ass and she started rotating and pushing her ass back toward me for more. I stopped and no one touched her or said a word. She was searching and squirming demanding more. We were all quiet. The only noise besides her begging was the gentle hum of the vibrator. When she realized she wasn’t going to get any help she started to relax and try to calm her turned on body down. When I saw her resign herself to having to wait I thrust the entire length of the vibrator up her pussy and turned it on high. I also reached around pinched her clit between two fingers. Her orgasms were massive, one jolt after another rolled over her. Her ass was bouncing around she was screaming like we had cut off an arm. Her breath was coming so hard and she was starting to hyperventilate when I yanked the vibrator and butt plug out of her. She didn’t notice for a minute or so and then she screamed for more. I need more, hurt me, please, give me more.

I had a 10″ by 4″ dildo greased up and I started working it in her pussy. Her wishes started changing when it stretched her wide and she begged for me to stop. “How do you make me stop, Carrie.”

NO, I didn’t mean it, don’t stop, please don’t stop.”

I was relentless in stroking it in a little more at a time, twisting it as I thrust it in her. When it was buried inside of her, I slapped her ass cheeks and pulled the dildo out slowly inch by inch. No, don’t take it away, please fuck me. I left the end right at the opening of her pussy. I nudged an inch back in and then removed it. I slapped her ass cheeks again and as she relaxed from the slaps I pushed the entire length back in. As soon as it hit bottom I pulled it out and started a slow motion of fucking her with the entire length. I called Beth over and whispered to her to get my cock lubed up. Carrie was starting to enjoy the long strokes of the dildo and I added a twist as I reached bottom. She was now cumming from just about any stimulation at all.

When I was lubed up I pushed the dildo in deep and grabbed both ass cheeks and spread them wide. I took the end of my cock and placed it against her rose bud. “You took my cock up your ass last night and here it comes again.” I started pushing against her and she relaxed completely and swallowed me whole. I couldn’t believe how horny this little thing was. She was begging me to split her in two. I started stroking her slowly. Beth had reached underneath me to take over the dildo and she was stroking it in time to my thrusts. Her ass was so tight with the dildo in her pussy. When Rachelle climbed under and sucked her clit into her mouth, you could hear Carrie scream for over a mile. Her pussy tightened down so hard on the dildo that Beth couldn’t even move it and I thought her asshole was going to chop me off inside of her. Her contractions continued for almost a full minute like that. All Beth or I could do was hang on and wait. Of course, I had a lot harder time keeping control.

When her contraction quit I drove as deep into her ass as I could for a dozen strokes or so and started cumming. “I am filling up your ass with my sperm. Take it all you cock-hungry little slut, take it all.” Carrie was flopping as much as she could move on the table reaching for anything. Lisa slid her pussy over one hand and Stephanie squatted over the other. She was squeezing and rubbing their lips until another orgasm hit her and she jammed her thumbs deep in both their pussies rubbing the sides of their tunnels. Both of them started cumming also, moaning in time with Carrie. I had stopped cumming but remained inside her ass until she calmed down.

Myra came over and untied her hands but she didn’t even notice. She reached under her and also removed the nipple clamps. When the blood returned to them she gasped and I could feel another orgasm rush through her. That one seemed to finish her off and her thumbs dropped out and she laid her head down on the table taking in big gulps of air. I slowly took my cock from her ass and reached down and removed the giant dildo. Her body gave one more quiver then she was still. Even though it was still quite warm, I had Debbie run in and get a light blanket. I reached down and lifted her in my arms and sat down with her in my lap and Debbie covered her up. I kissed her face all over, her eyes, cheeks, nose and finally her mouth. “I forgive you, Carrie.” She curled up in my lap with her arms around my neck, gave one big sigh and went to sleep.

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The Amazon and her Daughter

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The first sign that there was trouble was when a troop of warriors galloped past, the man behind the leader carrying the pennant of a neighbouring, if friendly Baron. Tori felt a rattle of anxiety as they thundered by the carts. The cart driver seemed unconcerned, nor did the other passengers or those in the other carts which made up the convoy. Even the hired swordsman in the front one, only touched a crossbow at his feet, before relaxing as he saw that they were a Lord’s men, not bandits. Tori forced herself down the momentary rush of tension, it was just some warriors, likely giving their horses a run and not caring if they temporarily worried some merchants. Once she would have trusted her instincts, but that was a long time ago and they were rusty.

The convoy continued to trundle along the road, bouncing over the bits which no man owned and none maintained, pausing briefly as they came to the border of another Lord where normally a toll was required. That was the second sign — none of the guards were there, though the signs were they’d left hurriedly as there was still a half-eaten chunk of mutton sitting on the wall. The convoy leader, consulted hurriedly with the mercenary guard before urging the convoy on, though both seemed more pleased that they had avoided a few shilling toll than that the collectors were gone.

Tori tapped the small wooden chest on her knees, trying to tell herself her instincts were old and out of place –no-one else seemed worried. But there was still an ache in her stomach she couldn’t still, a cold chill which no happy thoughts could warm. It had been a week since she’d been away, a trip with the other merchants to the Port of Hayrush, something they did four times a year to buy goods and materials not available in their small town, a trip none would risk on their own, but which was perfectly safe to an organised band [most of the time]. She had left her eighteen year old daughter, Sofy, despite her own misgivings — she was now a teen and a number of the local ne’er do wells had their eyes on her, worse, she worried, was whether Sofy had her eye on them back. But the small farm and apothecary needed to run while Tori was away in the city and her daughter was now an adult and much cheaper than shutting the shop for a week and hiring a hand to look after the goats.

The wagon at the front suddenly stopped and that was when Tori realised her instincts weren’t wrong. Beside the road lay a couple of corpses, a horse and it’s rider, both had a number of dark arrows sticking from them, making it clear it was not an accidental fall that had killed them. From ahead she could hear the convoy leader and the mercenary talking, the warrior gripping his crossbow with one hand whilst loosening the sword in its scabbard with the other. Tori wished at that moment that she too was armed, but to everyone else she was a simple potion maker and part-time farmer, not someone who went armed, but a woman who relied on strong men to protect her.

The drivers were hurrying the carts along, fairly whipping the drays from a solid plod into a quicker gait. Tori understood the urgency, better to speed for the town and its walls, than hope that whoever had killed the rider had left. As they got nearer Tori began to smell the smoke, passing small homesteads and farms which had been burnt out, in many there were crows starting to settle over corpses; human and animals.

The fear in Tori’s stomach was ice cold now, there were worse fates for her daughter than having a fuck in the hayloft with an overly horny apprentice. At least her farmstead was on the other side of the town, so hopefully whoever had attacked had come from this direction, giving her daughter time to flee to safety within the walls.

“Woah,” the convoy leader held up his hand as they came out of the wooded area and could see the town of Holdaray. The walls were still standing and the only smoke which was over it came from the chimneys. Armed men were around it, but the pennants were off the local Duke and nearby friends. It would be hard to say Tori felt relief, not until she found Sofy, but at least it gave her more hope that Sofy was alive and unharmed. Some of the warriors had got on their horses and were galloping towards the convoy. Tori wasn’t the only one dismounting and running to meet them, she knew at least some of the merchants had families in the farms they passed.

“What’s happened?” “Is the town safe?” “Is the Duke here?” “What about the Carter farm?” “My wife was staying at her parents, over Gilling way, is that safe?” the man leading the warriors, who Tori thought was the Duke’s cousin, was being peppered with questions even as he was dismounting.

He held up his hand to quiet them, “Big party of orcs, from the mountains. We got most of them east of Grangemouth a few days ago, but some split off and raided here. Not enough to take the town, but some of them hit some of the farms and villages before we got here.” He shrugged keçiören escort and let another barrage of questions role over him, “They seem to be fleeing back, we’re not going to follow them, they’re no danger to Holdaray or anywhere else, but it wouldn’t be fun chasing them in the forest. Anyway they’re splitting up even more now, groups of six or seven warriors, hellish to track each group.”

That was true. It had been a long time since Tori had dealt with orcs, they spent most of their time feuding in the mountains and caves away from settled lands, only coming down when population pressures and a uniting chieftain came together and offered them a brief belief they could win. They never did, scurrying back beaten and bloodied, a tenth or less of their original strength — but before they did they raided and burnt and looted and… raped and killed.

“I need to get to my farm,” she blurted to the Duke’s cousin.

He shrugged and moved out of the way, as if he was blocking her. It wasn’t what she had meant, but then she wasn’t sure she knew what she expected them to do, it wasn’t like an armoured warrior was going to lend a minor merchant, barely above a peasant, their horse. There wasn’t much she could do, but mount the cart and encourage the driver on, luckily something he and the other passengers agreed on.

Once in the town dismounted from the cart and ran through the streets to the opposite gate. The town guards needed a little persuasion to open them, but after she agreed that leaving the town was on her head, they opened them and she ran out. It was a near three miles to the farm and she ran all the way, even quicker when she got nearer and her desperate cries weren’t answered.

The farm was still standing and unburnt when she got there. Which was about the only good news. The chicken-coop was broken open and only a few chickens were still clucking about, the others either dead on the floor or gone. The goats were not much better, a few seemed to have been missed, but most had been butchered in the field. She approached the house, the door was open, hanging on one hinge with hammer marks embedded in the wood. Inside the pottery and broken furniture littered the kitchen, together with some blood. Forcing herself to remain calm Tori took in the scene trying to deduce what had happened, the orcs obviously had arrived, the blood was human, probably Sofy’s, but there wasn’t much of it, a small cut or wound and she wasn’t here. That meant the orcs had taken her alive, that wasn’t good, but much better than at least one alternative — they also been rushed or they’d have stayed to burn the place down, hopefully that meant she was a prisoner and nothing else had happened.

Walking outside Tori looked around, there were tracks — they could be followed, at least for the moment, though Goddess knew whether they’d remain so and it was a long time since Tori had practiced her tracking skills. It had to be at least three or four hours since the orcs left with Sofy and they’d be going fast, she needed to go faster.

Suddenly she saw a rider approaching her; it was one of the Duke’s men, looking like he was returning from patrol. He started as she quickly walked towards him, his hand reaching down for his sword pommel, only relaxing a little as she saw she was a woman. “How much for your horse?” she said.

He frowned, “It’s not for sale, it’s not even mine, it’s the Duke’s.”

“In that case you’ll be coins up,” she said, “I’ll give you four pounds,” that was at least twice what it was worth, but it was also the amount of money she had left after the trading trip, “You can tell the Duke an orc jumped you when you were on patrol, you fought him off, but your horse had fled. You’ll probably be a hero and have four pounds in your purse.”

“It’ll never work, that doesn’t sound convincing,” said the man.

“For four pounds you can make it convincing,” Tori said, taking out her purse.

The man licked his lips and dismounted. He drew his knife and for a moment Tori wondered if she had made a misjudgement and the man thought he could get the money and keep his horse. Luckily for him that wasn’t his idea, gritting his teeth, he slashed his palm, “That looks better. See that stone there, pick it up, smack my cheek with it, not so hard you break my teeth… ouch, that’ll give a good bruise.” He nodded and held out his non-bleeding hand for the money, Tori gave it him and quickly took the reins before he could change his mind. The man grinned, “If anyone sees you, you found the horse when you got to the farm, the orcs who attacked me must have come here and then left it.”

“That works for me,” she replied.

“Good luck with the horse, she’s pretty well trained, but not the fastest,” the man said, then he turned and walked away back to town.

“Easy boy,” Tori petted the horse’s nose and tied the reigns to the fence, before quickly turning into her keçiören escort bayan house. With a horse she had a chance to catch the orcs and now she needed to be prepared when she did. She turned and walked into her house, heading to her bedroom. There wasn’t much in it, a double bed, a wardrobe, a rocking chair and at locked chest in the corner. Often her daughter had asked what was in it, Tori had always changed the subject and made sure she had the key on her, in case Sofy’s curiosity became too much. Now she took it from around her neck and unlocked it, opening both the chest and her old life as an Amazon warrior.

First out was the sword, a bastard sword which she struggled to hold one handed and had to put a second hand around the pommel to hold it and swing it experimentally. It sliced through the air, still as sharp as ever — more than one enemy had fallen to it, now more would taste its deadly bite. Then she shield, a foot or just move diameter, the dents in it showing its use. She pulled out her boots next, supple tough wearing leather, more expensive than they looked, designed for long marches and tough rides. Next up was her helmet, a steel covering that covered the back and side of her head, but left her face clear — on the top were a pair of ornaments, half horn, half wing. She placed it on the bed as she pulled off her dress and took out the next things, a chainmail bikini top and the metal skirt which went with it. She put them on, the bikini leaving most of her cleavage free as was the Amazon way and the skirt barely reaching down her thighs. The leather under the bikini rubbed at her nipples and she gave a small smile as reached down and pulled out the next item.

The woman’s weapon — the sign of the Amazon warrior. It wasn’t an actual weapon, but a rounded nine inches carving, from a Halamon tree, softer and more pliable than most woods, almost flesh like. It was carved in a similar shape to a male penis and attached to a set of straps. Tori stepped into them and pulled it up her legs, even as it reached its position, the weapon’s haft over her pussy, she began to feel herself transformed — perhaps not in physical appearance, though her stomach might have become a little flatter, her calves more shapely, her biceps more defined — but certainly in strength and agility. She picked up the bastard sword, easy with one hand, swinging it quickly through the air in a series of cutting motions. Slipping the shield on the other hand she struck a series of poses and went through a series of exercises — she had often practiced them when Sofy was asleep — but she had always thought it was just a way to remember her youth and keep herself in shape, never had she imagined that she’d take them out for real.

Despite the circumstances it felt good.

She took a few more things from the chest, a dagger for her boot, a couple of leather studded wristbands, a belt with a scabbard for her sword. She put them on adjusting the fit until they felt as much a part of her body as she’d been born with them. She shut the chest and placed the key on it, she would have no need to lock it again, Sofy would either discover her Mom’s past or they’d both be dead.

She walked to the horse and took a look in the saddlebags, a bed roll with a blanket for one, a week’s worth of iron rations (salted beef and hard biscuits), a leather water bottle, some supplies and equipment for the horse. From her own supplies Tori added a few ointments designed to help heal cuts and wounds, a more powerful one that would rid of poisons and finally, a potion to kill any foetus in the womb — one she hoped not to have to use, but better to be safe and early, than to have to deal in later months as a raped Sofy began to suffer the pregnancy pains associated with a half-orc baby.

Taking one last look at her farmstead she mounted her horse and began to follow the orcish tracks.

*

The trail was easy to follow, sneaking lightly across landscape to avoid detection was not the orc way — fields were tramped down, branches snapped from trees, loot and other detritus discarded as well as other signs. Tori managed to get a good few hours of riding in before darkness. Not wanting to risk losing the party in the night she stopped, building a small fire, patted down and made sure the horse was fed and watered, before slipping out of her armour and conducting her exercises with the blade. If she didn’t catch up with orcs on the morrow it would be the next day and she’d need to be as supple and agile as she had once been to beat them.

She woke at dawn and was up in the saddle shortly after, eating a sliver of the beef as she rode to make more time. The trail was harder now, some of it being lost overnight and with the morning dew, several times she had to turn back and search again for a lost track, losing time. It was near evening by the time she came to the Forest, though she was confident escort keçiören that the path she was following was the same one the orcs and her daughter had taken. The good news was that she had seen no sign of blood or body, which hopefully meant her daughter was still unharmed — as the night closed in again, it was a small light in the encroaching darkness.

Again she was up at dawn, quickly packing the bed roll and saddling her horse. The orcs were following the path, it meant they moved quicker, but she was able to move faster still, their metal clad boots leaving deep imprints on the dirt which were easy to follow. As she continued she could see fresher signs of their passing, a pile of crap where one had stopped to defecate, still warm and with flies only starting to gather and a half-eaten raw chicken leg not yet spirited away by a woodland mammal. Tori started to slow, whilst still keeping at a faster pace than the orcs, her hand reaching down to loosen the sword in its scabbard in case she needed to withdraw it at speed.

By early-afternoon she could hear them in the distance, the clank of metals as they jogged, their guttural oaths and snarls as they argued and yelled at each other and the silence of birds and beast as they fled from the oncoming oaths. Soon after she began to smell them, no orc has a pleasant odour and those who had been running for several says smelt worse than normal. She slowed her pace, not wanting to come across them unawares — if there was going to be surprise she wanted it to be on their side, not a mutual shock.

As she got closer she heard them halt. It was still mid-afternoon, but unlike her they had been running all day and needed a break, perhaps also believing that no-one would have followed them so far into the forests. Tori dismounted the horse, leaving it tethered to a branch and moved off the path, silently creeping through the trees, until she came to a clearing where the orcs had stopped. There were six of them, one gathering wood, another two acting as sentries, whilst two more lounged on the ground, their pole arms within reach, whilst the final one was standing barking orders which the others listened to or not as the fancy took them.

Tori’s heart beat faster as she saw at the far end of the clearing Sofy tied to a tree, one rope around her waist, another looped round her wrists, pinning them above her head. Her daughter seemed unharmed, even if her both her face and her white dress were stained with dirt and mud and her hair was loose and unkempt. She seemed to be struggling at the rope in a vain attempt to untie her wrists, the orcs seemed confident that she couldn’t as they were ignoring her.

Tori silently slid her sword out of the scabbard and tightened her grip on the shield…

*

Sofy struggled against her bonds, but whatever she did she couldn’t even loosen them. The one round her waist was painful, but at least her dress stopped it chafing direct on her skin. The ones on her wrist and ankles were worse, biting deep into her flesh on top of the already painful burns from the day before. Despite that she was lucky, she knew, the orcs had smacked her about a bit when they’d raided her house, before trussing her up and taking her with them as they fled. But none had yet ravaged her, nor had she been tortured.

Yet…

For all that she’d not been branded with burning logs nor raped repeatedly by cruel orcs, she knew that was a temporary state of affairs. For the first few days the orcs had been fleeing, wanting to put enough ground between them and the warriors who’d rallied to defeat the incursion. The further into the forests they got the more confident they became that the humans wouldn’t follow them deep in, where the risk of ambush or getting lost outweighed the chance the human warriors would catch a party of fleeing orcs. As she’d been tied up earlier the orc who seemed to be in charge had made clear that if wasn’t this evening that the gang raping would begin, it would be the night after.

The teen shivered. Whilst she had to believe that whilst there was life there was hope she was starting to fear both were running out. She made another tug at the rope, earning a thrown stone from one of the orcs relaxing on the ground. It bruised her arm and she paused for a moment, waiting for him to lie back and close his eyes before restarting. She pulled harder, the ropes remained unyielding and her fingers, no matter how much she twisted them, were not supple enough to get to the knot. A trickle of sweat rolled down her forehead, part from the effort, but also from the on-going fear at her predicament and that there seemed no way out; rescue wasn’t coming.

And then it was…

From the undergrowth opposite her there came a rustle, for a moment Sofy thought it was a small piglet wandering into to become dimmer, but then… her Mom… no a woman in an armoured bikini and helmet who momentarily looked like her Mom was charging out. If Sofy was surprised the orcs were even more so, one supposedly on sentry down before he realised it wasn’t a meal ready to eat and the one scrabbling around for the wood barely had time to drop it before he was falling back, cut from sternum to his belly. The others were reacting quickly grasping their weapons and charging at the Amazon.

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A Fathers Dream

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A Fathers DreamEvery one in this world has a dream. I am not speaking of the outside dreams, but of inside dreams; dreams which you never told to anyone and which you never tell anyone; dreams which you never try to realize them, but dreams which you always dream of. Every one has a dream about his love and life partner but every man also has dream of sex. It is a sexual fantasy. A sexual fantasy you dream to see or to try it. I have my dream. A dream weird to many but it is my dream. My name is srikanth. I was born in a society which is just developing, a society with values and morals. Sex is distant affair and i****t is just out of imagination. They feel sex is something secret. I didn’t even hear the word i****t until last years. I was born as the younger son in an opulent family. We are three brothers and three sisters. I was well brought up and inculcated with all the values as my father is the elder of the village. My mother gave me discipline and love. Of all the brothers and sister I am the only one who was close both to father and mother. But I was very different from all my brothers and sisters. No I became different. I became different because of my elder sister kalavati. She is the eldest of all. She was married to a good opulent family with vasudev. Of all the brothers and sisters I was the only person who was most interested in studies. I was a meritorious student and after my tenth I was sent to college in the city and I used to live with my sister and her husband vasudev. They used to live in a rented house in the city as he is from a rich house in the neighboring village. But he came to city to do a job despite his family’s opposition. He has different plans. And I came to city and started to study in a good college in the city. They gave me a room of my own to study. They used to take great care of me.They don’t want me to get disturbed. Everything was going well. One day when I was studying for my finals I waked up a little late in the night. I think it was around 12 in the night. I went out for the bathroom while I was passing to the bathroom I heard moans and bangles sound. I could not understand what it is. I returned to my room and concentrated on my studies. But as the days passed I began to get curious about that moans and bangles sound. But kept all my doubts and concentrated on my studies and wrote my exams well. After my exams my thoughts turned to the moans and bangles sound. I know the bangles sound were my sisters. I don’t about the moans. But my curiosity increased. It was a hot summer. So we sleep keeping the windows opened. I got up at 12 and walked near to my sister’s bed room. This time I heard low laughs and talking. Then suddenly the bed lamp in my sister glow. I immediately went to the back side of the room and watched through the window. I think my brother in law was sleeping on the bed but I could not see him. I saw my sister and stood speechless. She was not wearing any sari. She was on her blouse and petty coat. She has very big boobs. I think 34d. I don’t know about the sizes then but now I can guess them to be 34d. as I looked at her protruding boobs, without my knowledge my dick grown in size. She wrapped her sari, turned off the light and went to sleep (I hope). I went back to my room and realized the bulge in my pants. I was bewildered. As I touched it with my hand I felt very enjoying. Rarely did I use to get a chance to see my sister in the night and that too in the blouse and petty coat. I never expected more than that. I know somewhere that it is wrong but I could not stop. This continued for a year. After a year I got a seat in some national engineering college and went to do my B.tech. It is here I learned a lot of things about sex. There were students from all over the country. Sex is a common topic in our discussions. I came to know about masturbation. I sometimes used to masturbate thinking of my sister kalavati. It became habit. After five years I went to my village. It is here for the first time I dreamed which became my life dream.My mother in fifty years and is very pious. Behind that very pious woman there is beauty which I recognized in her late fifties. Even after giving birth to five c***dren and raising them she has some attraction. Even in fifty she has an attraction. Behind that cotton sari there are big beautiful curves which can still tempt men. Several thoughts came to my mind. I used to enjoy looking at her beauties. As there would be no one in the house because every one used to go to their works and I was left alone with three women in the house. My mom and two sisters in law and I never really looked at them but I used to enjoy my moms beauties. Her 40% white hair, her stiff breasts used to tempt me. This continued for a few days. Then I began to wonder how my dad resists such a beauty. I know they are not having sex because they always sleep in separate rooms. I don’t know how he resists the desire to fuck her. Soon these thoughts turned to fantasies or dreams. I dream of having sex with my mom alone and sometime I think of having her with my father. Some times I dream of three of us sleeping on the grass bundles in the moon light being naked. I want to give two some sex to my mom. It was very late till I realized that what I was thinking is of i****t. I came to know about this word very lately in my life. After a few days my father asked me what I wanted to do. I said I will do a job in Hyderabad. He sat silently for a moment and left. After two days he gave me photo of a girl and said she is your wife. I could not anything. I was married. Later I came to know that she is just 19 and completed her +2. Her name is shobha. I was totally upset as I never wanted to marry a young girl.I always dream t of a mature girl with big boobs. I didn’t say anything. After our first night I left to city for the job and promised to take her in a month. And I did. Although I am unhappy I never showed it to her. I loved her. She said many a times that she is very lucky of all her sisters that she got a good and understanding husband. Slowly I also began to enjoy sex with her. With in five years we had two sons. 15 years passed by. I have grown in my job. I became G.M of that company. Every thing changed, time, generation est. It became a generation of computers. My sons have grown up. They were studying in a good convent. Now I was very much impressed by my wife. Now I appreciate my father for giving such a wife. She has become mature, sexy woman with big boobs of size 36dd. I started enjoying sex in my 40’s. Every night we used to make very passionate love. Even my wife is very active in sex. She is not just mere passive when it comes to sex. She is an active participant. Sometimes she used to tempt me for the sex. And sometimes I willingly allowed her to do this for me. I do this when she is in a mood. I will know it when she is in the mood. Whenever she asks the c***dren to sleep quickly, it means she is in a good mood and I play my dice. But I never used to get time for a continuous sex. My dream remained a dream. Both my mother and father were expired. I didn’t get remind of the dream until that day. I was surprised by what I saw on that day.That evening I came a little bit early from my office; usually at around 7 or 8 in the evening. But that day I was a bit early because I don’t have any work. I was sitting in the living room and both my sons are studying sitting next to me. After a few minutes my wife entered with tea in her hand and I was surprised. My dick woke and started to throb. She was in the new chocolate color nylon sari and a matching ¾ blouse making her sexier. I could not bear it. Her 36dd boobs tempted me to take her to bed there and then itself. I thought if my two sons were not there I would have laid her there only and fucking her directly tearing everything within seconds. Thinking this and enjoying the sweet smell coming from the jasmine flowers in my wife’s hair I turned to take tea from my wife’s hand and was shocked to see it but controlled it and remained normal. I can see from eyes end my son’s dick stood up looking at his mother. My wife is sitting in front of me reading a magazine and taking her tea. My son is looking at her cheatingly. I could not say word. I was dumbstruck. I don’t know how to react. I kept silent for the time being. But my son kept on ogling at his mother cheatingly all the time. So I had to send my wife on some pretext to the kitchen. Then she was again busy with the work inside. I observed my son ogling at her on the pretext of going to bathroom for pissing. But I kept quite. In the night at dinner, he was staring at her shamelessly. She didn’t took notice of him. Further she tucked her loose end of the sari tightly as a result of which her 36dd boobs became more prominent. I waited patiently till the dinner is over. Soon after dinner I have to make them go to bed quickly. When I am doing this my wife gave a mischievous smile. I knew what it meant but she never knew the real reason why I am making them to sleep.In the night I was gone mad. I forgot everything and fucked her like a mad bull. It was after our war and when we subsided that I began to think of my son. My elder son is raghu. He is 16 years and in 10th class. I got reminded of me when I thought about him. I was a bit angry at first. But soon my dream came back; the dream to share my mother with my father. As the days passed I began to think about it more. Then slowly the old dream became a new one. After 15 years of marriage I began to think about fantasies. I began to fantasize my self doing sex to my wife along with my son. I thought why not I share my wife with my son. ‘If I can dream of fucking my mother and that too with my father, then why should not I share my wife with my son?’ I thought.‘I will further give him a bonus too; A chance to fuck his mother with his father. I want to give my dream to my son. I know that is going to be the wonderful dream my son will have’ I thought.Slowly I why only fantasy? Why I cant I make it real as everything is in my hands now. Unlike at my time, now I am the elder of my house. And his mother is my wife. I decided to make it true. Once I decided this I slept peacefully. But the million dollar question before me is how? I know that I and my elder son are ready as I know that he has lust for his mother from that days bulge. The only person I should convince is my wife. I know my wife; she will not accept for this. But there must be some way.I have a way but I want everyone involved to enjoy. First I decided to discuss it with my son. Although we are free but we never spoke of sex. And no father speaks about sex to his son and that too it is weird and awkward a father asking a son, that are you interested in having sex with your mom? I felt a little bit shy. And at the same time I thought about his future. I thought it will not be fair to drag him into this. After all parents are expected to give good upbringing to their c***dren and I am here thinking of spoiling my c***d.. I justified my self saying that I am not dragging him but he is interested and further he may spoil his future by thinking about her. I know it from my experience how hard it will be to study when sex is in their mind. Further my wife always wears provocative outfits. She wears low cut blouses and stringed blouses. I can’t ask her to suddenly change her into the traditional dress. Even I have to tell her the reason if she asks me. After a lot of discussion in myself I finally decided to involve him but at the same time controlling. At first I don’t know how to talk to him but that day after watching my son masturbating I understood that he knows everything. So I had a plan.One day I came home early and asked my wife tie the chocolate color sari which she tied previously. I know that my son is going to have a bulge at looking her in the sari. She said ok. I sat in the living and my sons are doing their home. My wife entered as she previously entered. She gave me tea and went inside on some work after drinking tea. I can clearly see the bulge in my elder sons pant. I looked at him and asked him to come upstairs with me. He followed me. After going up, I looked at him and asked him ‘what are you doing?’Innocently he said “what?”His bulge was gone. I think it was due to fear. I said looking at him what was that you are looking at your mother. Now he was pin drop silent with his head down. I said with a stern voice- what are looking at your mom, you idiot. Now he was shaking. Then after a few moments with tears in his eyes and with a shaking voice he said ‘I will not do it again’.I thought it won’t work if I was stern. Then I said with a soft voice ‘why?’ He looked at me bewildered. Why? Don’t you want see your mom naked? Don’t you want to sleep with her? He surprised with this. He didn’t say a word. I again said in a stern voice ‘I want answer from you.’ Then he started answering in a low and feared voice to my questions.Our conversation went on like this. After a few minutes he became free. He really wanted to have his mother. Finally he gave me his confession. Then I asked him ‘do you think will your mother allow for this?’He was silent and became a little dull and then he too expressed the same doubt about his mother. ‘Will she allow me?’ ha said innocently. He didn’t question me. He said to himself. Then after a little thought I said ‘I will take care of it but you should promise one thing that you will never disturb from your studies’ He readily promised me. Then he went away back to his studies.Even that night our bodies entwined wildly. After a passionate love making when our naked, tired bodies were I was lost in thought and thought my dream was about to come true. I am one step away from it. Suddenly my wife asked me touching her breast hardly to my chest ‘what are you thinking?’I said ‘nothing’Then we were ready for another round. Days are passing and I was loosing in thought. I know that I was near and I don’t know how to get to my wife. If I ask directly, then our relation may broke forever. This has restrained me from asking her. I wanted to make her ask her by herself. So I pretended to be lost in thought. Sometimes really and some times I used to act. I even slept some nights without having sex. My wife was wondering. In other words she was bit scared because she never saw me thinking that much. One day my wife insisted me on telling her what it is. After a lot of request I opened my mouth.Me: nothing recently some kind of fantasy started in me.Wife: what is it?Me: nothing…Wife: come on tell me….. She said rubbing her hand on my naked chest.Me: it is asexual fantasy.Wife: what?She said with a expression of surprise and shock.Me: that’s why; I told you I don’t want to tell.Wife: O.K. what is it? Tell me…. I am you wife. She said huskilyme: I wanted to try three some.Wife: what?Me: yes three someWife: you mean you want to marry another woman….. She said in teasing and bit angry toneme: noWife: thenme: I want a third person in our sexual intercourseWife: third person meansme: you me and another man.Wife: what? She said sternly and got up from my top.Both of us are silent for a few minutes then she slowly started to speak and shouted ‘so you want me to sleep with another man….are you my husband or broker?…….’ she was going on shouting in a low voice incoherently. I tried to calm her and said ‘why are you getting so angry, I told you because you asked me to tell or I would never have told you’ she suddenly became calm and silent and slept back. After a few minutes we both slept.Days are passing my wife is behaving normally but our sex life became standstill. After one month she spoke to me. That night we were in our own thoughts. The suddenly she said ‘who that third person is?’I said ‘I don’t have any idea, just I had a fantasy’She said ‘then how we are going to become threesome’Now I knew that she is in my court.I said ‘I don’t know but I very much long for it’She remained silent for some time. Then she said ‘how about your colleagues’I was shocked to hear from her this. I asked her ‘do you anyone in your mind’She said ‘no, I just thought you may have some in your mind’I said ‘no’After a few minutes I said ‘I thought it is best if the third person is someone we know so that he keeps it a secret. I do think so but it is difficult to find’ we discussed about various persons ranging from my brothers to neighbors. But everyone has some negative. No I showed some reasons to put all options out. After a lot of discussion she slowly said ‘I think someone is on your mind’I didn’t say anything. She again asked. Then I told her if you will not get angry I have some one in mind who can keep it a secret and always available. She asked surprisingly ‘who?’I said ‘first listen to me and don’t make any decision in haste. Recently I frequently visit the net and I heard word i****t’She said what it is. I slowly explained it.She said ‘are you mad’How can parents do that to their c***dren? She said ‘I understood what do you mean but I don’t agree and never think of that. How mean you are how you think of my son sleeping with me. You are insane. I ready to fulfill your wish but not like this. I can sleep with any one you want but not with my son. Even bitch will not do it. Bring anyone from outside and I ready. There is no scope for thinking and making decisions if this is your wish. Forget it’She said this and turned to the other side to sleep. I remained silent and was lost in thoughts. After a few minutes she turned towards me and I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep. She looked at him for a few seconds and slept. The next day there was silence between us. My son is asking me updates. Now He is watching his mothers’ beauty even before me freely. We used to sit alone and discuss. One day I suddenly went to my sons school. he was surprised to see me there and asked ‘what dad?’I said ‘do you have any objection coming with me for an outing today.’Son: no dad. It will be great but will get the permission.Me: don’t worry. I am your father.After some time we were out of the school, taking permission from the principal. He was surprised because it is difficult to give permission to a tenth class student as they will have the board exams. When he asked about this, I told him some reason.He then asked me where we were going. I said suspense. We went to my friend’s house. Their house was free as their family has left for the vacation. So I took the keys from him. Before going to school in I arranged everything. I changed myself to pajamas and we sat in front of the television. I put a DVD in the player and it started to play. Soon the play started. I asked him if he watched this. He said ‘no’ he was very much happy. As he is young he got an erection easily and was struggling with his pants. Then I told him to change into pajamas and be free. He changed and sat watching. He was watching everything with interest. Everything is new to him. We sat eating the chips and drinking while watching the game in the DVD. After that we spoke for some time and went sleep in different rooms. I know we need the privacy. Even I am desperate of privacy. I masturbate thinking of my wife and son together. It gave me immense pleasure. I know that my son has masturbated imagining his mother. After a short nap we came out refreshed and came out of the house. On the way to home we pick rakesh at school and started home. He didn’t have any doubt because, I took him after lunch. We have watched many movies. One day while watching my son asked me ’dad did you do like this to mom?’ I said ‘no’He then didn’t ask me anything. This became our frequent habit. We used to go to net read i****t stories. Days were passing without sex between my wife and me. I thought I should break the ice. I could not resist without having her. It has now become one month since they had sex. I am desperate but I want to be patient.After a month she again suddenly started the discussion one night. And again we struck at i****t. Then this time I slowly unfolded the mystery and told her about the incident I saw and the incident which inspired me. She said ‘I could not believe raghu lust for me. He is only 10th class, then how….’ she stopped there.‘It must be your dressing even elder people we can’t resist you. Then think what about a boy of 15 years’ I said.‘May be I should have taken care of my dressing’ she said thoughtfully.I understood what she thought of and where it will go. Then I took the lead.I said ‘now it is out of our hands. Even if you change your dress now, I think it will be of no use. You can change the dress but you can’t kill his thoughts’She then asked ‘what is rakesh up to?’I was surprised ‘oh come on now he is a small k**’‘May be I think so’ she said.She said nothing. She is lost in thought. I said ‘look you don’t have to do this because I wanted. You don’t have to do it unwillingly. Our relation will be the same ever after. If you really want to fulfill my dream then only we will do it.After a few moments she said ‘how?’I said ‘we will try’She was lost in thought again. She said nothing I understood and I kissed her. That is the first time we had sex after 1 month. That night we had wonderful sex. I was on cloud nine.I had already planned. I told my son that evening about it and I told him when to enter. That night at 12 I put my hand on my wife’s waist and turned her towards me. We were in a deep passionate kiss. I pulled her over me. When she was in deep kiss lock with me she realized that someone was there beside me. Suddenly my wife got up over from me. There was my son beside me. She was shocked to see him. Her loose end of the sari covering her 36dd boobs was dropped, so her boob’s silhouette is visible. I slowly put on the zero light in our room. The light was very dim but enough to see each other. When I put on the light I saw my son looking without any hesitation at his mom’s boobs. Seeing her big, stiff, tight mounds poking into the air have made my sons cock gone up and started to throb in his night pant. Looking my son and semi nude wife in my together has also made my cock gone up. My wife saw at me and then at my pants. After a few moments she came back to me and started to kiss my lips. She became really horny within minutes and she moved her petticoat back. I wanted her to remove them and become naked but I don’t want anything go awry. So I restrained and have done it in her way. I became totally nude. She went down and slept on her back. I then getting up place my self between her legs and my usual instinct guided me through her wet aydın escort slippery vagina. Pushing it inside I waited for second. She took me in a missionary position. I moved forward, stayed still, then looked at my son for a moment that was rubbing his pants and started thrusting her. It started slowly with mild strokes and became hard long strokes. I pounded her for 20 minutes. Then with a sudden go we came at a time. Our bodies have adjusted to it. We know each other when will we come. After 20 minutes we became calm. Then I removed my limping dick from her and got up from the bed. It was the best sex I ever had. The thought that I am fucking my wife before my wife was driving me crazy. It was short but ecstatic my wife adjusted her petticoat back and sat on the bed. My son is looking at us sitting the chair. Now our eyes got used to the darkness. We could see each other because of the dim light coming from the zero bulb in our room. I smiled at him and got up from the bed. I went near my son and said ‘go’. I think he was waiting for this and before I could finish my word he got up and removed his shirt, pant and brief, except his underwear. He went to the bed and slept beside my wife. He didn’t do anything for a minute. Even my wife was silent and still. She didn’t even look at him since we were doing. Then he was the first to make move. He took her by her waist and started moving his left hand on her soft stiff waist. He didn’t get any reaction from her. She lay on her back looking at the roof without any moment. After a few minutes his hand started to move up. When it reached the edge of her boob, he waited. Still there was no reaction from her. So he slowly moved his hand over the boob and started massaging them one bye one. Then he started to maul them. They were big and his one hand was not enough to maul them. Suddenly my wife closed her eyes. My son continued his expedition. Then stopping his expedition he suddenly got up and reached for her lips. At first he started to kiss her slowly. Her lips showed no moment. She is rigid. Then slowly he got on top of her. His total body was o her body. Her boobs crushed under his chest. He kneaded her boobs and waist while kissing her lips. As he doing for the first time, he hasn’t observed her rigidness. As he did his work she remained passive. Then suddenly putting all his weight on his mom he made his waist go up and slowly moved his underwear down. I can see his erect dick. It was not big enough but at 15 it was enough to go for fucking. Then slowly he tried to make space between her thighs. Then wile kissing he started to lift her petticoat. My wife as though she understood his intention, pushed him aside and spoke for the first time leaving her rigidity- “no fucking. You bastard get away from here…” she was about to say something and I knew it was my time to enter. So I went to bed, as my dick was rock hard because of my son and wife’s fore play, I took her by lips and continued a passionate kissing. Then once again I moved her petticoat up and pounded her mound for another 20 minutes. While fucking her I thought – you bitch you become wet and hard by your son and don’t allow him to fuck. Acting smart you bitch. My mind saying this I was enjoying and was fucking her more hard. All the time it was hard for me to restrain from coming but I could restrain hardly and we both came at a time. Her cunt was and hard. I saw my son masturbating looking at my wife. She also took a look at him. I thought it will take time for her.In that night after some time I asked my son to leave the room. My son left the room all naked taking his clothes. His dick is limp. I know he is too young to regain the hardness again. I closed the door behind him. I then slept beside my wife. Then I began to slowly rewind what had happened and this has turned me again. This time we had a naked passionate sex. At that time I don’t know that my son too is masturbating thinking of the time he spent with his mom.The next morning everyone got up a bit late. Everyone was in a hurry. Nobody spoke to one another. My wife didn’t even spoke to raghu. Even he was unable to speak or make an eye contact to her. He didn’t even dared to look at her. All the time his head was down. She was silent and serious. The only person who is speaking is rakesh. He is the only person who doesn’t the nights developments. Even I tried to keep quite. After the breakfast I left to office dropping my sons at their school. While in the car even Rajesh and I didn’t speak to each other.After dropping them I was in no mood to go to office. So I called them and told them I am not coming the next two days. After that there is second Saturday and Sunday. So went to the home straight. By the time I reached home my wife was busy in the kitchen. When I entered the kitchen she looked at me puzzled. She was in a yellow colored plain nylon sari.Me: I just want to talk to you. Why don’t you come? We will sit.He said that and came and sat in the living room. It was silent. After 5 minutes she came drying her hands. She came and sat beside him. He did not know how to start. Finally I said ‘how was it?’ I said without a thought. But suddenly I understood the mistake I have done.Shobha: what? Are asking me did I enjoy my son playing with my body. How can you think that a mother will enjoy her son having her body?Me: I just thought you will after sometime. But I can see the rigidity in you last night.Shobha: ?????????????Me: so…. We will stop it.Shobha: do you think is it possible? And that too after all this which had happened last night.Me: I don’t know. But we have to try.Shobha: no what will you try. He had me last night. Do you think his mind will be stable from now? Moreover I can’t look him like in the past. I can’t enjoy the same motherly feeling with him. You have broken the sanctity of our relationship. Now no longer this can be same.Me: I didn’t do it without your consent. You agreed for it. I told you it will be happening if you really want it. I didn’t call him on my own.He has entered into defense. His ego was hurt. She understood it. She hasn’t studied well but she has this good understanding of the people. But she thought how she could miss her sons ogling eyes. Otherwise she would have been careful. It is true that thinking there was no one in the house other than her c***dren and husband she weared such dresses. The she said –Shobha: yeah I agreed but yesterday when I suddenly saw him, I was totally upset. You have told me in advance that you have called him. I didn’t have time to prepare myself. I thought you will take time for talking to him.Me: o.k. I am sorry for that.He cooled down. He realized what spoke a moment before. But he was happy her wife was back to the pavilion. There was silence between them for sometime. Then she suddenly said breaking the silence.Shobha: I am afraidMe: why?Shobha: I am worried about his future. I have seen parents’ working day and night for giving good life to their c***dren. But here we are spoiling our own c***d. That is killing me.Me: no, I spoke to him. He said he will concentrate on studies. Moreover now if we stop then he will definitely disturb. Moreover we will control him.Shobha: control him? How?Me: we will allow him with us only on Saturday and Sunday. In the day he has to study. Moreover we will use this as an incentive. If performs well in the weekly tests he will be with us and if he fails he will not get you no matter whatever it is.She fell in thought. Then she said –Shobha: but what about rakesh? He is no more a k**. He is two years younger than Rajesh. I can’t take him. I don’t want his life to spoil. At least I want him only as my son.Me: don’t worry about it Shobha. He will never come to know about it. No sex in the day. He will come to us in the week ends and that too in the night. Then there is no chance of knowing. We will separate both their rooms. Then there is no chance of him knowing what Rajesh is doing.She seemed to convince. She got and saidShobha: are you not going to office today.Me: yes.As my mind settled down I went to office and done my work peacefully. I cancel led my leave for that day. While coming from the office I took Rajesh and rakesh. While coming I spoke to both of them freely. Son Rajesh also forgot everything and started to speak freely. He didn’t ask me anything but I can guess from his face what he wanted to ask. As rakesh was there I kept silent.In the evening my wife hasn’t shown any change. She was a normal mother. But Rajesh tried to avoid her. She spoke to him as if she hasn’t noticed any change.I went to bed that night without speaking to my son. That night we had a wonderful sex.The next morning I got up early and went to my son’s room. I woke him up without noise and gave him a slip. He took and read it and looked at me puzzled. I whispered to do as I wrote. By the time I woke and prepared the breakfast, only rakesh and I were sitting at the dining table. I was in my pajamas. She didn’t bothered that but asked rakesh ‘where is Rajesh’Rakesh: he has got fever ma. He is still asleep.She stopped suddenly and looked at me. But then went on with her work. That day I called my office boy to drop rakesh in the school. I do it sometimes, so he went with him. As soon as he left my wife turned towards me and said ‘what is this all about?’Me: I think now you both should understand each other a little bit.Shobha: what nonsense. Is he my lover or husband to understand him?Me: I think there is a kind of uneasiness between both of you. You should get free.Shobha: oh get easy to get fucked up. That’s what you say right? Where is that bastard? Ask him to come out that room.She said in an irritating voice and went to our room. I went to his room but he is already in the bathroom. After five minutes he came out in pajamas and silently had the breakfast. My wife was still in our bedroom. He came and sat beside me and started to browse channels. Then I suddenly saidMe: stop it Rajesh. Come with me.He followed me as I went to our bedroom. When I entered the bed room I was surprised to see my wife on the bed with a plain red colored nylon sari. She has a matching low cut blouse. I could see her bulging boobs clearly. I can also see the 30% of her boobs bulging outside the blouse. I went inside and sat on the sofa. My son followed and sat beside me. Now my son is directly looking at her. His eyes are fixed to her bosoms. She looked at him straight but he doesn’t seem to budge this time. He kept on looking at her big boobs. I don’t know how to start. It was my wife who started ‘Rajesh’ she said with a authoritative tone turning his attention. ‘Stop staring at them. Let us get straight some things first. Sri you tell him the rules and regulation’ she said.Then for the next five minutes I told him whatever we spoke yesterday. Then my wife took it.Shobha: these are strictly followed and there is no adjustment in them. After your tenth you are not going to stay with us. You will study your +2 in residential campus. After two years if you make it to a good engineering college then you can have your regular quota. If not you will be away for two more years. Got it’He nodded his head as if confirming that he understood.Shobha: above all your brother should not come to know about this. As long as you keep it secret you will be with us. When reveal the secret, you will be no more in this game. O.k.’He said ’o.k.’Then every one was silent. I don’t know what to do? it was my wife who took the charge again.Shobha: now what are you waiting for? Last night you were in a hurry to fuck me. Come on.My son looked at me puzzled. I gave a big smile. He moved towards her. Then he moved towards her and held her by her waist and kissed her for the first time. Their lips were kissing. My wife started kissing lightly but my son put his lips squared on her and pressed her lips. She didn’t say anything but gave in to him. He was circling his lips held together on his moms’ lips. I was sitting in the sofa watching their romance. As he circled his closed lips he moved forward on to her because of which her boobs were presses hard below his chest. At the same time his increased cock was struggling as it pressed against the bed. I could not restrain myself from laughing at his naïve and callous romance. Even my wife is not attempting anything to tell and correct him. Soon he removed her sari and then her blouse and petticoat leaving her only in bra exposing her naked womanhood.But all this is arousing me a lot and even I didn’t attempt to tell him anything as this will my wife with full of lust which will be an advantage for me. I can ***k her two her three times.Now my son removed her bra and he lay on top of her all naked. Both their naked bodies were cuddling each other. I could see his dick stiff and straight was pushed backward and lay on her thighs. His hands were busy mauling his moms’ boobs while his lips worked out on hers. It was no kiss. It is like smooching. Then suddenly he stopped and got up only to make wide her legs. She has made it for him. Later his cock started to search for the hole of heaven. She then stopped him and caught hold of his cock and guided it to her hole of heaven. As he pushed it into her he moved forward and reached out for her lips. He could easily make it into her as his tool is not big enough. Then he started sliding on her body thus pumping her. It was moving in and out as it is slippery. Within two minute he was holding her tight and my wife laughed at me as he was tightening her grip around her. Finally his grip started to loosen. Then after 3 minutes they disentangled from each other. My son got up from the bed and for the first time he saw m. I smiled looking at him. He returned me with a big smile. He then started to go to the bath room. My wife gave a signal with her eyes. I straight away went to her and started to kiss her passionately. She distanced me and said ‘send him’.So I decided not disappoint her. I waited till he came out and asked him to go out. He went out like a good boy. He got what he always urged for so I locked the door as he went out and for the next two hours we had a wild fucking session. My wife was going very wild. After two hours we came out putting our clothes and we saw that rajesh was sleeping on the sofa. He was in deep sleep. A fully satisfied sex gives a nice sleep. When I turned around to look for my wife she is already in the kitchen preparing the food. In the noon after lunch everyone went to sleep.That weekend Shobha has allowed her son to sleep with her for continuous two nights i.e. Saturday and Sunday. After the half sex with him they used to send him out to sleep in his room and then they used to fuck like wild a****ls. They used to get the best satisfaction. Rajesh is satisfied for what he is getting. At his age it is more for him. He used to the regular missionary position se. even me and my always used to like the same position. We never tried new positions.Every week my wife is used to have sex with my son and later when he left we used to have great fun. Our sex life became really better. My wife was happy with her sons half fuck. He used to leave her in a peak mood from I will take care of her after our son left. Every time she insisted to send my son out while having sex. One day I asked her the reason after a hefty sex game. She replied that ‘I am doing it for your fun and for my sons’ fun. I am your wife. You want to see me with another man and that too your son. I gave what you wanted and I can’t make my private life to my son and shamelessly move in front of him. That’s why I stay rigid while he is doing anything to me. More over I don’t want to reach orgasm with him. Now I think you understand my hubby why I did it?’I smiled and said ‘yeah, but what if the third person is not your own son and some other person?’‘That’s not the question here? If it would have been other person, I would have definitely taken divorce from you.’ She said as she went to bathroom for cleaning herself.All I could do is my mouth open.That year passed with our sex escapades. Rajesh passed in distinction. He got the highest marks in his school. I thought that there were three beautiful months and I made plans to send rakesh to her brother’s house. But to my surprise my wife resisted this attempt.Again we had only the weekends. She was in no way ready to do it in the middle of the week. But for some days she used to accept in the middle of the week.After the results it is my sons +2. So I decided to join him in the nearest college in our city. But my wife made a different decision. She decided that rajesh will go to different boarding college. She made a few conditions.1.He should get a seat in good engineering college after his+2.2.He should not to home even in the holidays. For two years he will stay out of our city.3.If does not agree and stay here then he will have to go the engineering college in a different town. And the same conditions will apply.4.If he fails in any of the above, she will never have sex with him.5.Above all in the future rakesh should not know about this and it should be kept a secret.I did understand why she put all the restrictions. Even I agreed and gave hi chance to decide weather to stay now or stay with us afterward s permanently.But he kept a condition that he will spend a whole night with her, to which she readily agreed.That night I went and slept with my younger son rakesh. I restrained myself from not going to their room. I got up early in the morning. It was around seven in the morning. My wife had just finished her bath and was preparing her coffee when I entered the kitchen. She didn’t notice me. So I went from behind her and pulled her to myself by holding her waist. She jerked a bit but laughed. I kissed her neck and nape. She didn’t resist me. I turned her towards me and started a passionate kiss of the morning. I started to undo her cotton sari. She turned of the stove. Again we involved in a deep kiss. She was licking my tongue like an ice cream. It was hard sucking. As I kissed I removed her sari she was in blouse and petticoat. We know that it will take an hour for our c***dren to get up. So I removed her blouse then her bra and then her petticoat. Then I laid her on the ground and widened her legs. i became nude, then adjusted myself and pushed my hard on into her. There was still water in her hair as she had a fresh hair bath. I waited for nothing. I moved forward onto her thus pushing the tool hard and tough into her. My chest rested on her boobs and I started pumping her slowly kissing her passionately. I started pumping her vigorously. I had put my whole wait on her crushing her stiff and big boobs. Sometimes I used to kiss her neck; sometimes her nape; some times her flesh shoulders. It went on like that. She was making different expressions. She never makes these expressions when she was with her son. When I got reminded of how my son would have fucked her, I started to fuck her hard. It went on like that for half an hour and we came at the same time exhausted. The best thing I like about my wife is that maintains the timing. She is good at it.After that we came out to the living room with a cup of coffee. Sipping the coffee I asked herMe: how is your night Shobha.Shobha: as usual.Me: means???Shobha: he did it two times. He did it once when we entered the room and the next time after around 3 hours at 2 in the morning. Of course in his usual style of half fucking. And he slept with me naked all the night.Me: yeah I saw him. He is still naked.Shobha: but I was not naked all night. Once he slept I wore my sari after cleaning my self at 3:00 am in the morning.After our coffee emptied I waked my son up as within a few minutes rakesh will wake up. He got up freshened himself up.Then within a week he left to the hostel for studying. He came after two years.I was eagerly waiting for these two years for that day. I and rakesh went to station to pick him. Within these two years my son has changed a lot. He has grown up and his body has build up to some extent. While coming we were really in a good mood and I forgot the thought our little secret. Even my son was happy and was engrossed in talking with talking with his brother. His mom welcomed him with the same motherly warmth. They were normal mother and son that day. They behaved as if nothing has happened before. There was no uneasiness between them. We enjoyed that day.Days started to roll on. I never touched on the topic with my son or my wife. Even when I and my son were alone we never discussed about it. I thought he might have gone out of that obsession. So I thought it’s good for his feature. Even my wife started wearing conservative dresses at home in the day. I thought now everything was normal. But I could never guess that there was a surprise waiting for me.It was around 12o clock we were about to start our lovemaking session. I removed her. Then suddenly I heard a knock on the door. At first I ignored but it knocked again. I lazily without any expectation went to open the door only to find my son rajesh standing at the door. I looked at him puzzled.Rajesh (son): dad can I join you people to night?He asked without any hesitation in voice. I looked at him for a moment and all I could do was open the door for him and gave him the way as passed across me. As he entered the room, my wife took the sari and put it across her boobs and folded her legs. I closed and turned to them. My son sat on the edge of the bed looking at his mother. I looked at my wife. She seemed to be a bit taken aback by the sudden development. I didn’t say anything and went and sat on the sofa. She was looking at both of us alternatively. It was my son this time that started first.Rajesh: mom you said that we could do it if I get a good rank. And I got it. Today I want to start again. Please mom lets do it. I waited for this moment for the two years.His voice was crystal clear. My wife was looking at him blankly. Saying this he moved towards her and got close to her. He put his hand on her shoulder and then started moving his hand down along her hand and when his hand came to her waist he left the hand and took her by her waist and pulled her towards himself. Pulling her towards him he was trying to embrace her, but her hands holding the sari to her chest is avoiding him from a tight embrace. He didn’t make any attempt to remove her hand. He was delicate. He is not in a hurry. He started to kiss her neck. He moved slowly from end to end. Then he moved his lips to her chin and opened his mouth escort aydın to take her chin. He took it and gave a gentle bite and left. As his lips started to move further, she started to resist a little bit. He didn’t mind it. He allowed to move and resist but adjusted himself to her body language. Finally slowly he kissed squarely and gently on her lips. Then he gently took her lower lip and stated to kiss it. Then he took the upper lip. He is taking them alternatively. Then he started to increase the pressure with which he is kissing the lips. Slowly he made her hands free and removed the sari. The he laid her properly and got on top of her. Then he again back to his kissing business. He is not in a hurry. He taking his own time and enjoying her lips to the fullest extent. His chest was crushing her boobs. Her hands were still. His hands took her waist and started to move hands on it. I was watching them leisurely. After kissing her for 10 minutes, he moved down to her boobs. They have grown in size in these two years but they haven’t lost their stiffness and tightness. She is at the peak of her prime age. Her blouse was a bit conservative. It exposed only a little part of her boobs. But a 3 inch line where her boobs were meeting was still visible and he slowly started to move his lips along the line. Then his hands moved on to her mounds and started to caress them gently. Then he suddenly came to her stomach and pulled the petticoat a bit down so that her hole in the stomach is clearly visible. Then after a gentle kiss he started to move the tip of his tongue on all over her stomach. She was trying to stay calm but his tongue is experimenting on her stomach while his hands still caressing her mounds. This was making her move in her place. Her hands were moving on the bed restlessly. It can be easily made that she is trying hard not get her hands onto him. I can say is enjoying but her mind cannot take that her son is doing this. Then he moved his head down to her feet through the line made by the two legs above her petticoat.He took her tender cream colored leg and rubbing a finger of her right leg with a hand took it into his mouth. He sucked it then he took it between his teeth and bit it a bit. She suddenly jerked a bit moving her head side by side. He did it to all the fingers of both the feet. Every time he bit the leg she used to jerk. Now he again came back to her stomach and started to kiss all over her stomach and also kissing on her waist. Later he did the same to her finger. He was doing it slowly. Then he increased the pace of his foreplay. His hands started to maul her boobs and stomach and waist. After 50 minutes of foreplay he removed her blouse and then her petticoat. She was nude. Then he also became nude. His manhood is straight and good in size. It was like a pole. Now he looked at her straight and with both his hands he separated the legs and made space for him. She just looked at him blankly. He positioned himself and started to enter her in missionary position. As his manhood entered her, he moved forward towards her. When he entered completely he kept still for a minute and looking at her face he moved slowly sliding over body as her boobs crush below his body. He took her lips and started to kiss her. Some times he used to maul her boobs. Slowly he increased the pace. The way pace took up was amazing. Even I couldn’t imagine. Within 8minutes he took her to a rhythm that she is moving very fast in the bed. I could not imagine the pace. There was never a slow down in the middle. When reached to their peak speed, he suddenly collapsed over her. They laid still. My wife’s hands gripped to the pillow slowly relaxed. After five minutes they came back to senses. He held her and kissed her hardly. Then waited for few more seconds and got up. He went to bathroom and by the time he came back my wife already wore her sari. As he came out she left to the bath room. My son got dressed and when my wife came, he went straight to her and took her by her waist and kissed her hard for a minute and said ‘I love you dear’. Then immediately he left to his room. My wife stood there looking in the direction in which he left as the door closed behind him.After he had left I went to her and lay down on the bed along with her. After a few minutes I put my hand across her. She didn’t respond. She didn’t even move. After a few minutes I moved aside and soon slept. I don’t remember weather my wife slept all the night or not but by the time I got up I could hear her morning chores in the kitchen. I saw my son sitting in the living room and scanning the channels. Suddenly a kind of guilt surged into me. I felt very rude for my behavior in the night. So I moved towards the kitchen. When I entered the kitchen I could see my wife fresh bathed as her white waist exposed in the beautiful yellow sari. They were mixed and hard to differentiate. There were a few droplets of water on her waist which glistened with sun rays of early twilight making it more beautiful. I have never seen more beautiful thing than that. I think she might not have recognized my presence. I slowly went behind her as her eyes intently watched at the tea kettle on the stove. I suddenly took her by her glistening waist. Her body jerked at this sudden action of mine and she turned her head to see me. Then she suddenly fell silent and still. Her hands moved silently on the edge of the stove. I pushed my groin to her smooth back thus moving hand forward from her waist to her stomach and clasped both my hands tightly and held her to my body. She didn’t make any moment of restriction nor did she respond. I moved my lips her on her shoulder and neck nape and moved towards her ears. I took her soft ear lobe in my lips, smoothly pulled them and left them. The keeping my lips on her ears and kissed her on her ear and whispered into her ear ‘I love you Shobha’. She stopped her hand moving on the stove. I made my hold tight and embracing her back to my body. As the sweet smell of the familiar shampoo along with the nights smell of jasmine flowers touched my nostrils I said in a sincere and honest tone ‘I love you Shobha. I love you very much’. For the first time she responded and put her hands on my hands. Taking this as a cue, I turned her towards me and looking straight into her eyes, placed my lips onto hers which became a lip lock soon. We were like that for the next few minutes. But disentangling herself from she moved away and said ‘its time everyone is wake up’. I didn’t force her. I moved to the living room where my son was scanning through the channels. He looked at me and gave me a naughty smile and I can understand the meaning of the smile. I returned his smile and then immersed myself in the newspapers as my wife joined us after a few minutes. It was Sunday. After the breakfast I had asked my sons to go for an outing and to watch movie. I told rajesh not to return before seven in the evening. He readily agreed and with in an half an hour they left outside. That day we made the best love of our life. We did it for four times. It was the first time since our marriage early years we did that.After four times of love making till the evening, we lay in the bed naked below the blanket as our bodies touched each other, all tired. For the first time we spoke after a long tiring silence.Me: I am sorryShe looked at me puzzled.Me: for yesterday night…..Shobha: no, its not you. It is rajesh who made me upset. I thought he would get over it but I didn’t expect him yesterday night.Me: so you don’t like it. You want me to stop him from all this. I thought you will enjoy it but I can’t do this any more. I can’t enjoy singly. Yesterday I felt selfish and rude.Shobha: its not that I am not willing. But the thought that I am doing it with my son is killing me.Me: do you want me to stop him?Shobha: do you think you can do that really now? I don’t think so. I think my son has become a man now. Don’t you.Me: yeah….then how? I can’t see you suffer for me.Shobha: no, that will spoil his future. You can’t be rude with your k**s. I love them. I can’t hurt them.I kept quite. We lay there in silence for some time and in the one hour we had a very erotic session. Later we got refreshed with both us together. Our sons have arrived when my wife has prepared the dinner. We all ate together as our sons shared their day’s enjoyment. We receded to our rooms. That night I expected my son to come to us. But he didn’t come to us. The whole week he didn’t come to us. He was avoiding being with us generally. He used to do his breakfast, lunch and dinner with us and he used to be with us for a casual chat. He reduced his staying at home. He made a few friends outside and used to spend his time with them. Day by day we were puzzled by his behavior. Finally we decided to discuss it one day with him. In fact we were worried about him.It was a month since Raghu has changed his life style. He used to be out of bed early. By the time we got up he will be back from gym, which he has joined recently. He will refresh within 10 minutes and will be out. He used to have breakfast sometimes at home and most of the times outside.That day my wife went to call him for breakfast but came back with a disappointment on her face and I understood that he has already left for the day. He would return somewhere around midnight after everyone is asleep. And that is the first time to see a worried look on my wife’s face since the change of my son’s attitude. I could not speak as Rakesh was there sitting with us.That afternoon after our lunch, we are in our room. I was engrossed in the new fashion magazine watching young models with big boobs, as my wife was resting beside me. After a few minutes, she got up and pulled the magazine from my hand. I looked at her querying.Shobha: I am afraid….. Sri.Me: why?Shobha: You don’t have any worry about your son.Me: Why? What happened?Shobha: don’t you see. He used to be at home previously but now I rarely see him. He is not even talking to me. I don’t know why…….he stopped coming to us from that night….I didn’t understand her words. I am fine with her asking him to be at home but I could not get her on about raghu not coming to us. I could never understand woman i thought to myself. but i manages to sayMe: may be he is taking time to get over. Why not give him some space.Shobha: but I am afraid he might fall prey to some bad company or bad habits. I am afraid and worried for him.She was right and her words made think for the first time. Within seconds I started to blame myself for all this what happened. Otherwise they would same mother and son. I was responsible for this horror. But I suppressed my thoughts and told my wife to wait and we will talk to him that night.She was satisfied for a second but immediately she asked- “How can we? Rakesh is no longer a k**.”My wife is intelligent; even I didn’t give it a thought. Them after a moment of silence, I said that we will discuss it in our room in the night.That night raghu reached home at 10. I and my wife were sitting in the room. It was our luck that our younger son sleeps early as he has to go to tuition early in the morning. Raghu was taken a bit aback looking us there still awake. But he didn’t speak with us and silently went to his room refreshed and came out for the dinner. My wife went to serve him. I was observing them. Raghu was not even looking at his mother. He sat silently with his head down and eating silently. Shobha was busy serving and sometimes asking him weather he wants curry to which he just nodded positively or negatively.Once he has finished his dinner, he started to move to his room. My wife looked at me as if to stop him. I adjust my voice and said – “Raghu wait.” He looked at me querying.Me: we need to talk can you come here.Shobha again looked at me. Come to our room we need to talk- saying this we left to our room. After a few minutes there was a knock on our door. The door was left unlocked and I said that the door was unlocked. But he again knocked the door and asked “Can I come in?”Me: Yes.He came silently inside and he was standing in front of us as an obedient son.Me: Come here and sit raghu.He looked at us for the first time and went and sat on the sofa. There was silence between us for some time. I thought I should start.Me: So..ummm….what are your plans sons? I mean what do you want to do after…?Son(Raghu): Ummm…… I have got a good rank. I think I will get into some good college. And I have also appeared for IITL and I got my results. I want to join IITL, the India’s top college.Me: what? When did you get the results?Son: a week before. I have also attended the online counseling and submitted my certificates.I was happy and angry because he didn’t even tell me about the good news.Me: when you have to join?Son: after 2 months.Me: ……………Son: dad I have to pay a few of 50,000 per semester.Me: when?Son: in a week.I asked to take the check from his mother. He was silent. There was silence for some time. It was me who again started it.Me: so, what is it that you are doing these days?He looked at me puzzled.Me: you are not staying at home these days. You don’t speak to your mother and to me. We don’t know when you come and when you leave……..Do you know how much your mother is worried about you?I was a bit stern.Son: its nothing like that dad. I just want to get over it…..Me: what is it that you get over? Me or your mom? You want to leave us?Son: it is not that dad…Me: then what is it….?I shouted.It was for the first time my wife spoke first time.Shobha: tell us son what is it that you want to get over..?Son: it is not that dad…… mom does not like me or love me.Shobha: when did I say that raghu. Did I ever said that I never loved you.Son: no mom….Me: then what is that you blame your mother for?Son: dad I came with a lot of expectation after two years. I thought you were restricting me for my future….but that night mom was still like a stone….. When I went back I felt so much guilty and rude like an a****l…. I hate it… I hate myself dad…… when I was back I expected mom will welcome me…Shobha: for what? Oh! You expect me to call you and say son I am horny just fuck me….. that is what you expect idiot…… no mother will accept this and after all still speak with you….be grateful that I am just allowing you……Son: Yes that is what I said. You hate me mom…….Shobha: Shut up Raghu…… no mother will be happy sleeping with son….. I love you but that does not mean that I love you like my husband….. There is always a difference between a mothers and wife’s love…..you should know it…. Now get out and go to sleep…..Raghu left without even speaking. And just then my wife broke down and started crying like a c***d. I tried to console her holding.Shobha: Oh Sri what have I done….. I was just rude…. I just hated him…. I have hurt him again…..he will never speak to me again….Me: Hey no….he loves you a lot…he will never do that…. Just speak to him in the morning….She slept like a c***d besides me. I don’t when I slept. When I woke up at 4:30 my wife was not beside me. I could hear some noise in the room. I peeked through our bedroom. My wife was standing with a shawl around her. My son was getting ready for a jog. Both of them left.(I never know what has happened because I didn’t followed them. I wanted them to give some space and went back to sleep. The following story is imagination from the point of view of my son and wife)My wife and son moved out in the still silent street and moved to the opposite side of the direction of the town. Raghu was jogging when my wife said – “Cant we walk today?” so he slowed down. They walked silently till they reached the green outskirts. They were walking past the green trees.Shobha: Raghu I am sorry, I screamed at you last night.Son: …………….Shobha: I am glad that you made it to a good college.Son: …………..Shobha: Hmmmm…….Son lied that I hate you. I love you as a son.Son: …………..Shobha: Please don’t be angry. I can’t accept it. It is good that you are trying to get over……Son: Huh!!! Get over? Come on mom……. You know what I am killing myself from inside…… you know how it feels when a woman rejects you and that too the woman whom I loved the most…..Shobha: ……………Son: you know mom some girls were behind me when I was in college…… when my friends were busy with girls, I was busy with books…… you know what kept away from all those things, it is the thought that I love my mom………………………………………………Shobha: I am glad you kept yourself away from all these and you made it to a good college……Son: Mom …. The point is not that I kept my self aloof…. The point is why? Now I fear that I am loosing myself. You know how hard is to keep myself up. Sometimes I go mad. From the past one month I was roaming madly out on the roads, bushes, friends…what not. Last night I thought I will die…..Shobha: No…son, don’t say anything like that. You have grown up and you need to understand that it is not a good thing. And don’t spoil your life thinking about me. Soon you settle in life and you will get a more beautiful wife than me. You will be more than happy and you will thank me for this day…..Suddenly there was silence between them. They have stopped walking. After a few minutes raghu said –Son: Mom I love you. I love you very much. I want you.Shobha: I too love you and will be always there for you son but not in the way you think raghu.Son: Mom…… I crazy about you. I am going mad mom…….Shobha: Raghu don’t act like k**…… please understand and don’t spoil and destroy your life……He looked straight into her eyes and saidSon: Mom…… I love you. And I am ready to destroy myself in your love…..He said that and moved from that place. She looked in the direction in which he was going and moved back to walk to home.By the time she reached home it is still 5:30 and rakesh was getting ready to go for the class. She came sat there along with her husband. She was lost in thought. Even I didn’t disturb her as rakesh was there. He left within a few minutes. But I didn’t speak to her. It was she who first spoke.Shobha: what have done Srikanth? You have destroyed our relationship in one night.I looked at her and said calmly – “I did it because you agreed to it.”Shobha: I never said that my son can sleep with me.Me: then why didn’t you kick him out on the first day…. Why you have allowed him to do foreplay with you?Shobha: what you are blaming me? I can’t believe this srikanth. If it was not you I would have kicked him out. I have agreed for threesome with anyone other than my son.Me: why? Why not raghu? He is your son. He is not different from you. He is you own flesh and blood. When you are ready to sleep and fuck with anyone, then if the third person is your son what is the problem? You know what – your son loves you, the other man just fucks you for fun like an a****l. For your son you are his love but for a third person you are just another hot fucking bitch….. why don’t you understand this?Shobha: …………..Me: his life is in your hands Shobha….. It’s your wish now. I did what I felt right at that time. And I accept I did wrong. Now I can control him….. I think that will not be necessary, he is staying away from you now. Now its time you make the right decision.Then we left. We got ready for breakfast. Rakesh left early for the school. Shobha finished preparing breakfast for and arranged them on the table. She called me when raghu was leaving out.Shobha: Raghu come and have breakfast.Son: No mom, I am not hungry……Shobha: I SAID… COME AND HAVE BREAKFAST. ITS MY ORDER.She said in big pitch. He stopped suddenly and came silently to the table. Shobha served him his favorite breakfast. She sat with us and served herself the breakfast. Looking at raghu, she said loudly – NOW EAT.I loved it when she takes charge of people. She was clad in a cotton sari considerably covering her assets.We finished the breakfast in silence. While going into kitchen, she turned towards raghu and said – “Now you are not going out today and roam madly on the roads. You stay here I will be back and I want to talk to you.We went and sat in the drawing room. After a few minutes she came back and sat opposite to us. I was looking at her interestingly. She was looking so sexy that I wanted to have sex with her.Shobha: Raghu I don’t you to go out for these two months. I don’t want you to be mad. Tell me what do you want?Son: Mom… I told you I love you….Shobha: You love me means, what you want…..I love you too as a son…what more do you want?Son: I want you to be normal mom.Shobha: I am normal son. It is you who is abnormal. Oh!!! You want me to sleep with you and still be normal….. Smiling at you like a bitch……Son: no mom…… it’s not like that….He broke down and tears started rolling from his eyes.Shobha: Raghu…stop it I didn’t say anything you are talking non sense making me say all these things…Come on wipe your tears.He composed himself.Shobha: now listen to me. I am ready to give you for what you have longed for. You can have me. And I am telling you completely accepting for this. Happy?Son: But mom what about love. Do you love me?Shobha: I love you but like a mother. I can’t love you like a lover……. OK… I will try at least….. I will see if I can do it. But I will have orgasm with you from now on. OK.He was silent and I was looking at them blindly.Shobha: And the conditions apply.1. You will never speak about our relationship with anyone. 2. Your brother should never know about this and it is your responsibility to keep it secret.3. You will not do any thing that will make people know about our relationship.4. You will respect me as a mother before everyone. I don’t tolerate any kind of kinky or naughty behavior outside.5. You will have me alone and not with us because I want my married life to be private.6. Any how you will get weekends to sleep with us or whenever my husband wishes and that is only to satisfy my husbands wish. To both of you, I will never have sex with both of together. And you will leave whenever I want you to leave.7. Weekdays, you can have me in the daytime when your dad is out for office. And in the nights I will sleep only with my husband.8. You will not touch me when I am on periods.9. I will not give in any kind of wife husband role plays.10. You will never address me with my name. You will call me mom.If you agree to my rules, then I am ready for you.Son: I agree mom.There was silence for some minutes. She got up and turning to him said –Shobha: Okay today being the first, I will make an excuse. Now I will go and when I call. You will come alone to the room. ALONE. Okay.I understood aydın escort bayan that she does not want me inside the room. I was okay with it as the tension in our home subsided. I told my son that I will out to visit some friends and will return in the evening. While going we exchanged smiles with each other. I wished him best of luck. A small sound of vigil came out from my lips. As I knew since tomorrow being Sunday, I will have my fantasy. I came out.After 15 minutes, shobha called my son – “Raghu”.He moved from the drawing room and walked towards our bed room where my wife was waiting for him. He reached the door and knocked it. She said come on in.He opened the door and entered the room. A sweet smell of body was sprayed. And shobha was standing near the bed. She has changed herself into a red colored transparent nylon sari. She neatly arranged the sari. He looked at her stunningly.Shobha: now what are you waiting for….come on….Saying this she removed the sari covering her 36dd boobs clad in a red colored blouse with a cut considerably exposing her boobs. The boobs were stiff and protruded proudly in the air. She had a beautiful waist with a little waist. Her body shaped looked perfect. She smiled at him inviting him to her. He moved towards her and taking her by her waist, he pushed his face into her exposing cream colored boobs. She held his head tightly for sometime when his mouth started to kiss them. He started to kiss the boobs and moved towards her neck. They sat on the bed and he was necking and kissing her neck and boobs while hands mauled the stiff boobs. Slowly her breathe became hot and heavy. Slowly he pushed her on to the bed and moved on top of her. He removed the frills and pulled the sari down, throwing it away on the floor. She was not bothered, hesitated or resisting. She was co operating him. Then he looked at her 36dd boobs standing like mountain in the air, big enough challenging him. He moved down moved the petticoat up and started to kiss her cream colored soft legs. He became mad and caressed and kissed hardly mauling her calves. She was leisurely resting on the bed and enjoying the feeling genuinely she is getting from him. He moved it to her waist and pulled the strings of the petticoat removing. She felt shy being half naked and she knows that she has to be totally naked with him soon.He opened her legs and could see the cleanly shaved mound of pussy he wanted to enter. He placed his finger on the slit and moved it along the line of the slit. Shobha released a sigh of pleasure. He looked at her and inserted a finger into the slit. She sighed holding the pillow cover and said –“what are you doing dirty”.But she didn’t move. Taking this as a cue, he inserted another finger into it and moved it opening the slit. Then moving the fingers a bit deep and opening the slit, he moved his head and his lips opened to take the lips of her pussy. When she understood what he was doing, shobha said –“what are doing? Dirty boy, No…oooooo auchhhhhh…”He took the pussy lip and sucked it hardly. She squirmed in pleasure. Then after kissing her lips his tongue slipped into the pussy and it was not long before her pussy released pre cum and it became slippery. Her hands moved from the pillow to hold his head. She was squirming in the bed with pleasure as her head moved from side to side. Her blouse was stiff still holding her stiff boobs. He soon picked up the pace and was soon tongue fucking the pussy hardly. He moved and moaned in pleasure as his tongue passed the slippery pussy walls. It was new to her as they never doing in suck acts, they do some kissing and then her husband fucks her to the core in the missionary position. And it took her 10 minutes to cum. She came so loudly as if she never had orgasm in her life. He got up from her thighs and licked his cum covered fingers. Shobha saw it.Shobha: CHIIII…… dirty. Where did you learn all these things?Son: do you like it mom? Be honest.Shobha: Yes. We never did any thing like this. You became a dirty boy. Where did you learn it?Son: Blue Films mom……Shobha: Means?Son: Sex movie mom…Shobha: CHIIIII…….. You watch them?Son: Yes mom. I used to when I was in college.She was silent. She enjoyed it. Now raghu looked at her and said.Raghu: Mom you are satisfied, now let my dick taste what your pussy is like.Saying this he became nude throwing his clothes to floor and reached between her legs opening them widely. He looked at her and said –“Mom guide me”.She looked at him and held his tool to guide it to her pussy slit. It is for the first time she felt its size. She felt it big enough like her husband in her mind but said nothing. She pulled the dick to the opening of her slit and placed the knob of the dick at the opening. That was all, he slowly moved forward as his dick disappeared into her pussy while he moved forward to kiss her boobs and lips. They were in a missionary position. He slowly raised his hip and pushed it down. He did it for a few times till his dick got pre cum of her and passed easily through the slippery walls of her pussy. When his dick was moving along the soft and wet pussy walls, he felt like he was in heaven. Slowly he increased the pace of his thrusts.He was kissing and biting her lips and neck unable to bear the pleasure his mother is giving him by responding to his thrusts. He pumped her 10 min then he took out the hard tool from her pussy. She looked at him querying. He took her legs on his shoulders and again inserted his hard dick in her pussy and moved forward over her for the support on bed before fucking her hard further. This made her pussy feel tighter and it gave her more pleasure. Then managing his weight on bed with his hands, he started to pump her. She was squirming in pleasure and was heaving heavily. He could make it that she want to moan in pleasure, but she is control. He fucked her like this for another 15 and came out side her pussy as per her request. They were in sweat and he felt naked beside her. They were tired and they didn’t know when they slept.Shobha woke when she felt a kind of coldness on her boobs. She slowly began to come into consciousness when she saw Raghu sucking her boobs. She felt a tinge in her body and became tight immediately. Even her husband sucked them but definitely Raghu has a way with it. She was forced to hold his head and press it further. But her 36dd boobs were too big to take in. he choked a few times but he managed and started sucking madly on both boobs. She was looking how he sucked at them madly. He sucked her tits for 15 minutes and his dick was hard by that time. He got up and was about to sit on her stomach. Shobha saw this and holding him to stop and asked – “What are you trying to do?”“A tit fuck mom”“What?”He removed and made himself be on either side and arranged his dick between her boobs and said “TIT FUCK MOM”.Say this he held two boobs which were quite mature and tight in her peak age pressing his dick from both sides. Then he started pumping his dick between those big boobs. He was feeling like heaven when his dick was rubbing past between those big soft tight boobs. He closed his eyes and made his head fall behind him. She was looking at him and his dick while he did it. She could guess that he was in extreme pleasure. The tight hold of breasts was making her feel good and even the moment of dick between her boobs was making her pussy wet. She looked at him and held her boobs tightly to his dick. She looked at him and opened his eyes and looked at his mom who was now holding his dick and resumed back his pace of mothers’ tit fucking. He fucked her tits for 15 minute and came between her boobs.Then he got down and fell beside her. She waited for a second and looking at the watch she tried to get up, when Raghu pulled her and said looking into her eyes – “Mom we are not done yet” and started to kiss her.He pushed his tongue into her mouth. That was the first time his tongue entered her mouth and started exploring it. Shobha did allow it. She liked the way he explored her mouth. She was tempted to suck it but resisted it. He was exploring her gums. It is becoming hard for her to resist. His hand slowly reached her wet pussy and started to explore it. It was not long before his magic work and she came very loudly. Then he dis-entangled from her and position himself between her thighs, he entered her and started pumping. After 15 minutes both came at the same time. They were in bed for 15 more minutes before they got into the dresses.That night, we all had dinner together and shobha felt happy. Raghu was like an obedient boy and she felt she has got her family back. They talked and went to bed at night. That night I did not ask my wife if I can call Raghu. I know that there is a lot of time.The entire next week I had sex with my wife alone in the nights without our son. I am quite aware that she is having sex with her son in the day. I can see that they are having sex in his room. In the weekends he used to join us and have sex with his mother and after that he used to leave us alone for a hot sex. But I have always longed for a continuous sex. And the luck knocked my door after a month.It was Sunday and we are sitting at the breakfast table. While having breakfast Rakesh asked me if he can go to a tour with his friends for a week. They are to simla for a week. After a moment of thought I agreed. Rakesh was so happy that he called his friends and told them he is also coming. After a week on Saturday morning I left Rakesh in station and came back home.When I came back Raghu was still sleeping and Shobha was in the kitchen. She came with a coffee and we sat there sipping our coffee. As we finished our coffee, I was already in a big mood. I moved close to her and started to kiss her. She didn’t resist it. She know that as Rakesh is not in the house they can do the kissing and Raghu will wake up late. Soon I removed her sari, moved her petticoat up pushing her onto the sofa. She understood my intention and cooperated by making herself comfortable and opened her legs to me and adjusted between her thighs. I entered her myself without her help and started humping her in the day light with the doors wide ajar. Even she is not bothered to close it as no one will be coming.We were in a great fucking mood. We came and we were on our second round. I was humping her since 20 minutes. We forgot ourselves of the surroundings. But when I was tired of pumping and about to reach climax I wanted to hold it as my wife is still not neared to her climax, so to distract myself I looked around and was surprised to my son sitting on the couch and watching us. Even my wife realized our surroundings as I slow down my fucking pace. We both exchanged looks alternatively looking at our son. I thought she will suggest moving inside the bedroom but she kept quite and taking this as a cue I started humping her again with pace. Our son was looking at us and he took out his dick to masturbate looking at us. We were tired after 30 minutes of continuous moving our hips but I don’t want to come early as I don’t want to miss our son watching us. Just them my son said rubbing his dick ‘Dad why don’t you ask mom to come on top and ride you’.I didn’t understood what he was saying and looked at him puzzled. Even my wife looked at him quite strangely. We always had great sex at least we thought that we had great sex but we never tried positions. I know it as I have some knowledge about blue films but we never watched all our life.I said ‘What?’ panting heavily.He said ‘you exchange positions’.I stopped pumping my wife’s pussy and looked at him. my wife’s pussy was squeezing my dick as if it want to eat and I know that she is very hot.Then my son said ‘you want me show?’I looked for a moment and said ‘Okay, go ahead’ and got up from her. She also got up. He asked Shobha to get up and slept on the sofa naked his shaft standing like rod in the air. She looked at him. Then he made him to get on top of him and made her to position herself just above his good shaft which of course I am proud of. Then he said ‘Mom guide me’. To my utter surprise, she held the tool and slowly I can see my son’s dick disappear in to my wife’s hot cunt. She lowered herself on it and sat silently for a moment closing her eyes. She didn’t move as she want to subside. Raghu looked at me and smiled to which I reciprocated. I was surprised. After a moment he said ‘Mom move’ he said and pumped his dick deep and I can my wife letting a moan from her mouth. Then he held her ass and helped her move up and down and within minutes I saw my wife ramming my son’s dick in front of me. She was too engrossed by the pleasure that it is giving.Meanwhile my son was quick enough to remove his moms blouse and bra letting her big tough tits free jumping in air as she moved up and down his dick. Then he loosened her petticoat and removed it from her top. She helped him do it easily without resistance and without looking at me. She was all naked along with my son humping him as my son reciprocated her strokes. Even I thought it good to become completely nude. I removed my T-shirt and closed the doors. I came back and sat on sofa watching my wife son fucking wildly. They were fucking each other since 30 minutes and it soon reached one hour and they were still at it. I was too horny and said ‘Shobha I want a fuck now come on lets finish it’. But she didn’t seem to realize it. With in another fifteen minutes both exploded and collapsed on each other. Their bodies were sweating heavily in the cold morning. She did not make any attempt to remove his dick but was collapsed on his chest tired to two hours of fucking. That was the longest time either of has had sex. My son was slowly moving his hands on her bare back and hair in a caring way.After 15 minutes I was still hard on and my wife got up tired. I went near her and pulled her to my sofa when she said ‘Sri, I think I am too tired’ looking at my disappointment she helped me get into her wet cunt filled with my son’s and wife’s juices. Even I was again pumping her missionary as my declared that she is too tired to do it again. I released after 10 minutes and collapsed on her. We never moved as we were too tired of sex. We slept for hours. When we got up my son was already woke up and was watching television. We got and went to our room to freshen up. We got out in five minutes. I asked my wife to cook something as I am very hungry. She said ‘I am too tired to work Sri. Please lets get something for me to eat from outside’.My son said ‘Don’t worry mom, I have ordered for all of us from the hotel and may arrive at any time’.We looked at each other and kept silence. We watched television silently and when the food finally arrived we ate it silently. After a quite sumptuous lunch we felt relaxed. I was getting sleep as I am tired of too much sex and my self comfortable in the sofa. My son suddenly asked ‘Mom are you tired too and want sleep?’She said ‘No, I am okay now’.When she said this, he went and sat beside her. Without a word he started to kiss her lips. Soon they were involved in a deep wet kiss. Then my son suddenly got nude as my wife watched him get nude and I was surprised to see his dick hard again. He sat on the sofa and said ‘Mom suck my dick’. I was shocked along with my wife. She said NO. but he insisted and after a small conversation my wife unwillingly lowered her head and as reached it she moved away and said she can’t do it. He said it is fine, it happens for the first time and lowered her head down and made his dick touch her lips. He rubbed it for a minute linger on her lips. Then he made her open her mouth and pushed his dick into her mouth with a loud grunt. I had lost my sleep and was looking what my son was doing to my wife. He held her hand on his dick tight, till she accepted it and then slowly moved her head up and down. Soon she got used to it and was bobbing her head on his dick. My dick was already up and I was watching them curiously. When my son was about to come, shobha wanted to remove her mouth from it but he was quick enough to hold her head tightly and spurted his cum in her mouth. It was loads as I can see some of it come out from her mouth and flowing on his dick. He grunted saying ‘Mom you are a great sucker. If you become experienced I will die to fuck your mouth’. It was dirty and I liked it we never talked it in our bedroom. Even my wife didn’t say anything. To my surprise his dick was still hard.He asked Shobha to get on fours which he guided to take the position. Neither me nor my wife knew what my son was up to. But she obeyed him. Then he positioned himself behind her and slowly moved his hand which I think to search her pussy and pushed it inside in one stroke to which my wife let out a loud moan which surprised me. ‘FUCK’ she said as she let out the moan.My son started his strokes to which she responded by moving her back. I was too horny and got nude and started rubbing my dick. Looking at me my son said ‘why do you bother dad, give it to mom she will take care of her. Come and fuck her mouth’. I was surprised and my wife never retorted. When I went in front of her, she took it in her mouth. When her wet mouth encircled her I was mad. Her mouth more beautiful and was giving more pleasure than her cunt. I reached climax in 20 minutes when my son was still busy at my wife’s pussy. She seemed to enjoy it. Soon the entire room was filled with loud moans. They both came after another 20 minutes and collapsed. It was evening when we got up. My wife came back refreshed and when I came back my wife was busy kissing her son. I laughed and dressing myself I went out leaving them alone as I was not ready for another fuck. It was 9 in the night when both my good wife and son came back after their marathon fucking session. After dinner my wife and son are again at it. He was kissing my wife before me. I was not interested in sex but suddenly my wife pushed my son aside and said ‘Son I think it is enough for today. Your dad needs me to night. You had your quota of the day till evening and I even broke certain rules. Now go to your room and sleep’.I said ‘Its okay. I am fine if you both want to sleep’. But my wife gave a weird look. I said okay and we started to move inside our bedroom in which an hour before my wife and son had a sex marathon.When we were going, my son asked me ‘Dad can I join you guys? I mean I will help you if you are tired’.I looked at my wife and said okay. I was busy with my wife even though I was tired. I fucked her with great difficulty. It seems my wife is still horny and when my son came to her she has not resisted and they started fucking. I slept looking at them fucking. But I was too much tired to watch them fucking completely.When I got up in the morning, I saw my wife sleeping nude between me and her son who were also nude. I liked it and felt a hard on but I don’t want to disturb them because I know they slept early morning. So I walked out of the room.I went to my son’s room and came out refreshed after a hot water bath. I was feeling light and energetic. I went into the kitchen prepared my coffee and by the time my wife and son came out after refreshing themselves I prepared lunch. We were all normal and ate silently. My wife came wearing her seductive string blouse clad in a yellow colored sari. I was aroused and when she was about to take the plates, I held her hand and looking at her I said ‘I am horny honey. Leave it Raghu will take care of it’.She smiled back ‘Yes darling. I think we had missed our privacy, so let’s go to our bedroom. Please Raghu don’t disturb us for some time’. We walked inside and closing the doors we had a sexual marathon all day. We never bothered about our moans as it is our son outside. We came out in the evening after my wife had a bath.The whole week had three some sex and we enjoyed. My son us teached us several things in sex and our sex life jazzed up. Since then we had a three some sex many times whenever Rakesh is not there. It was still our little secret. My son left for the city for the engineering and we both felt something is missing. We never missed any vacation to send our son Rakesh on some pretext or the other giving him freedom and enjoy sex all the vacation. Even my wife has lost all the inhibitions and of course she is the same mother when it comes to Raghu. The rules are sometimes strictly followed. We have allowed a free hand to Shobha in this matter. And two years passed.But as my age started to grow I was getting a little away from sex. But my wife was getting more sexy and horny even at 38. She has become more mature. When Raghu came for a vacation, she expressed her wish to stay with Raghu. Raghu was overwhelmed by his mother’s decision. She said since I was not interested in regular sex and since she needs regular sex, she wants to stay with Raghu. Raghu pulled her closer. I said ‘What about me?’She said ‘You can come to city whenever you want it Sri. Or whenever you want more sex for more time, just give me a call and I will be here to care of you my dear’.And I could not say word. The following week we went to the leaving Rakesh behind as he has to prepare for his exams. We had found a single bedroom flat and made all the arrangements to live happily. That night both my wife and son went into their new bedroom and my wife wore his favorite sari with string blouse and went to have sex with him. When I requested for show, my wife refused for the first time saying that they need privacy. All night I could not sleep, my wife scream like a hot bitch with her son fucking her hard all the night. The next day as my son left to college, I fucked my wife all after noon and left that evening.Since that day I used to call them regularly and find how they fucked. Sometimes when I am horny I would go to city for a fuck with my wife. She never refused me anything as her husband. She has become an expert in sex with my son teaching her a lot about sex. Sometimes she used to come down for a week or two for giving me sex. In vacations we three used to fuck. Now my wife has turned into a hot bitch from a decent house wife and mother. She used to behave like a bitch with my son in front of me. She has removed all her conditions. Now they behave like husband and wife. Sometimes I feel like an alien but I am happy. No one would believe that they are mother and son if they are in the house and my son started to call her with her name. now my wife is enjoying sex with her son. All her life my wife’s cunt has seen only two dicks mine and her son’s dick. My younger son rakesh is in US for his B.tech and here my wife and sons are fucking a****ls. I have lost interest in sex but sometimes when I see mother and son fucking I ask Shobha for a sex which she never refuses. I get a fuck private or with my son whenever I want. I am a very happy and contented man now.————

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Das ist nicht ganz einfach aber was man nicht kennt kann man nicht beurteilen also muss man es ausprobieren um sagen zu können es gefällt einem. Ich schaute auf die Uhr, oh schön halb 6 dann muss ich mich jetzt etwas beeilen. Ich ging zu meinem Schrank und holte eins meiner Latex Catsuits raus, dazu legte ich eine spreiz Stange, Hand und Fuß fesseln, ein paar Seile einen Knebel, eine Latex Maske, Latex Socken, Latex Handschuhe und meinen schönen großen Lieblings Plug zurecht. Ich zog mir niğde escort so schnell es ging den Catsuit an, das konnte ich mittlerweile schon sehr schnell, währenddessen viel mir noch ein das ich doch am besten ein Latex Tuch auf unser Bett legen sollte sonst muss man das später wieder neu beziehen. Ich holte das Latex Tuch, erst musste das Bettzeug vom Bett und dann kam das Latex Tuch schön glatt darauf. Im nächsten schritt öffnete ich den schritt Reißverschluss von meinem Catsuit und dehnte meine Rosette schon mal mit viel Gleitgel vor, im Anschluss drückte ich mir den bereit gelegten Plug hinein und wurde gleich noch viel geiler. Man merkte deutlich beim gehen das ein Plug in mir steckte aber das machte mich so geil, das ich etwas durch das Zimmer lief während ich meine Maske, Handschuhe und den Knebel anzog. Jetzt war es an der Zeit die Kontrolle erstmal abzugeben, ich legte mich auf das Bett und legte mir Hand und Fuß fesseln an. Danach musste ich die Seile noch an jeder Ecke des Betts befestigen damit ich auch nicht mehr weg kam. Jetzt setzte ich die Spreitzstange zwischen meine Beine und befestigte sie an den Fußfesseln, die Fußfesseln befestigte ich an den Seilen damit ich nicht mehr weg konnte. Nun kam der schwierigere Teil, die erste Hand Fessel war noch leicht an dem Seil zu befestigen aber die andere stellte sich als äußerst schwierig heraus. Nach ein paar Minuten hatte ich dies aber auch geschafft, ich war mega geil und aufgeregt was noch so alles passieren wird. Meine geilheit steigerte sich von Minute zu Minute was sicherlich durch den großen Plug in mir begünstigt wurde, durch das warten ohne Uhr verlor ich auch ein bisschen das Zeitgefühl was allerdings auch eine tolle Erfahrung war.Nach langer Zeit hörte ich dann Geräusche von unten, ich war gespannt wann Philipp hochkommt und mich findet. Nach ein paar Minuten in denen ich Philipp immer wieder unten hörte fragte ich mich wann er denn endlich zu mir kommt. Plötzlich hörte ich ihn nach mir rufen, ich wusste das er meine Zettel gefunden hatte und mich nun sucht. Ich konnte ihm nur nicht antworten da ich ja in weißer Voraussicht einen Knebel in meinem Mund hatte. Es dauerte etwas bis er mich schließlich fand aber seine Reaktion war mehr als geil, es sagte zu mir als er mich auf unserem Bett liegen sah : „ Wow Elli du bist ja immer für eine Überraschung gut , nachdem du aber so schön brav da liegst kann ich ja erst noch etwas Pause machen bis ich mich um dich notgeile Latex sau kümmere !”Ich schrie in meinen knebeln und wand mich in den fesseln aber es störte Philipp nicht und er ging wieder nach unten und ließ mich so alleine, ich war sauer auf ihn und auf mich das ich auf solche Ideen komme. Ich sagte zu mir selbst das ich wohl nie wieder die devote Seite einnehmen werde und dominant bleiben sollte damit mir sowas nicht nochmal passierte, so lag ich komplett geil in meinem eigenen pussy Saft und schwitzte unbefriedigt in meinem Latex catsuit vor mich hin.Nach einer Ewigkeit hörte ich wieder Schritte die zu mir führten, ich freute mich das Philipp endlich zu mir kam aber als die Schritte aufhörten passierte nichts und ich musste weiter warten. Nach eine Ewigkeit kam er dann niğde escort bayan doch endlich zu mir ins Schlafzimmer, ich freute mich das ich jetzt endlich mal befriedigt werde. Philipp setzte sich neben mich auf die Bett Kante und streichelte mich am Gesicht, meinen Brüsten und an meiner Pussy durch das Latex, es war so ein tolles Gefühl. Ich stöhnte leicht in meinen Knebel und hoffte das ich bald gefickt werde. Doch diese Hoffnung wurde schnell wieder zu nichte gemacht, Philipp stand auf und ging wieder aus dem Zimmer. Ich schrie wieder in meinen Knebel und wand mich in den Fesseln aber das alles nützte nichts, ich war wieder alleine und meine Geilheit stieg langsam ins unermessliche an.Ich wollte nun endlich mal zum Orgasmus kommen aber selbst ging das in diesem Moment doch etwas schwer, also blieb mir nichts anderes übrig als abzuwarten bis Philipp wieder kommt. Ich war so nass von meinem Pussysaft das ich schon richtig darin schwamm, nach einer gefühlten Ewigkeit kam Philipp endlich wieder zu mir und setzte sich an die Bettkante. Er fragte mich: „ Na Elena du notgeiles Mädchen, möchtest du befriedigt werden ? ” ich sagte laut ja in meinen Knebel aber es kam nichts verständliches dabei raus, ich ärgerte mich mal wieder über mich warum ich denn so blöd war und den großen Knebel genommen habe. Philipp fragte nochmal: „ willst du kommen oder soll ich dich hier so liegen lassen ?” Ich sagte wieder laut: „ ich will kommen” aber man konnte leider nichts verstehen.Philipp stand wieder auf und meinte: „ wenn du nicht kommen willst dann kann ich ja wieder gehen”, ich schrie wieder in meinen Knebel : „ bleib bitte hier ich will kommen”. Philipp kam wieder zu mir und meinte noch ein letztes Mal: „ willst du kommen” ich sagte ja und versuchte zu nicken, diesmal meinte Philipp: „ na geht doch, da musste die Geilheit doch erst so groß werden das du dich verständigen kannst”. Nun zog sich Philipp aus und setzte sich wieder neben mich auf das Bett, er streichelte meine Brüste und wanderte dann langsam über meinen Latexkörper nach unten zu meiner Pussy die noch mit einem Reißverschluss verschlossen war. Erst strich er mit seinen Fingern so über das Latex und dann öffnete er meinen Reißverschluss, aber nur soweit das meine Pussy frei war. Nun fing er langsam an mich zu Fingern was mich direkt etwas geil stöhnen und meine Pussy noch nasser werden lies. Philipp steckte erst einen und dann zwei Finger in meine glühend heiße Pussy welche er dann auch gleich geil fingerte. Ich begann in meinen Knebel zu stöhnen und hoffte das ich bald kommen dürfte, daraus wurde aber nichts denn er hörte plötzlich auf mich zu Fingern. Ich begann mich in meinen fesseln zu winden doch nichts passierte, nach kurzer Zeit beruhigte ich mich wieder da ich ja nichts an meiner Situation ändern konnte.Ich lag ruhig da und versuchte zu hören ob Philipp noch da war doch ich hörte nichts, was hab ich mir da nur wieder ausgedacht dachte ich als ich plötzlich ein leises Geräusch hörte. Er muss also doch noch da sein, er beobachtet mich jetzt bestimmt und will meine geilheit noch weiter steigern. Nach einer gefühlten Ewigkeit spürte ich plötzlich eine Hand an meiner Brust was mich escort niğde extrem zusammenzucken lies, Philipp sagte zu mir ich glaub wir behandeln die kleine Sklavin mal etwas extremer. Ich dachte mir oh Gott was hat er denn jetzt mit mir vor, ich hörte in durch den Raum gehen und dann auch meine Fuß fesseln lösen. Diese verband er dann mit den Hand fesseln damit er freien Zugang zu meiner Pussy und meinem Arsch hatte, ich fand diese Position nicht gerade angenehm aber ich konnte ja auch nichts daran ändern. Ich hörte wieder wie er sich von mir entfernte und etwas suchte, dann kam er wieder in meine Richtung und schließlich berührte er meine Beine.Meine Erregung stieg mittlerweile ins unermessliche an und ich lief extrem aus, seine Hände näherten sich langsam wieder meiner heißen unter Latex verpackten Pussy welche er direkt wieder zu Fingern begann. Ich stöhnte wieder lustvoll in meinen Knebel, links und rechts kam aus diesem schön mein Sabber heraus und lief mir durch mein Gesicht. Ich wollte nur noch eins, endlich zum Orgasmus kommen aber daraus wird wohl so schnell nichts dachte ich mir wo Philipp schon wieder aufhörte mich zu Fingern. Plötzlich merkte ich wie er anfing meinen großen Plug aus meine Arsch zu ziehen, ich stöhnte wieder laut in meinen Knebel und wurde noch viel geiler als der Plug mit einem leichten schmatzen meine Rosette verließ. Danach fing er an meine Rosette mit 3 Fingern zu bearbeiten was meine Erregung nicht im geringsten weniger werden lies, leider hörte er damit auch schon bald wieder auf . Doch dann spürte ich wie er einen größeren Plug an meiner Rosette ansetzte um ihn langsam in mich zu drücken, ich spürte den Druck und wie er langsam in mich hinein geleitete. Ich stöhnte immer lauter in meinen Knebel bis der Plug schließlich in mir war, es fühlte sich so toll an wie der Plug mich dehnte und meine Rosette ihn schon gar nicht mehr hergeben wollte.Ich hörte das Philipp sich zu mir auf das Bett kniete und plötzlich spürte ich seinen Schwanz an meiner Pussy, er steckte ihn vorsichtig in meine Pussy und fing langsam an mich zu ficken. Es war ein tolles Gefühl in dieser Position gefickt zu werden, meine Erregung stieg weiterhin steil an und mein stöhnen wurde auch immer lauter. Philipp steigerte das Tempo immer weiter bis ich kurz vor einem Orgasmus war, er stoppte kurz und ich versuchte zu fragen ob ich kommen darf. Er verstand was ich da gerade so undeutlich in meinen Knebel gestöhnt hatte und fragte mich ob ich kommen will, ich stöhnte ein lautes Jaa und nickte soweit meine Position das zuließ. Er fing wieder an mich zu ficken und ich stöhnte diesmal noch lauter in meinen Knebel bis ich schließlich zu zittern begann und unter lauten stöhnen zum Orgasmus kam, in genau dem selben Moment kam Philipp auch zum Orgasmus und spritzte sein warmes Sperma in meine Pussy. Wir verharrten beide etwas in dieser Position und Philipp entfernte mir den Knebel aus meinem Mund, ich musste meinen Mund erstmal bewegen da meine Gelenke durch das lange tragen etwas steif waren. Philipp küsste mich auf den Mund und meinte das war echt eine super Überraschung von dir mein Schatz, dann zog er langsam meinen schwanz aus meiner Pussy und löste meine fesseln. Zum Abschluss dürfte ich seinen Schwanz noch schön sauber lecken und meinen Reißverschluss schließen, so bleiben wir dann beide noch aneinander gekuschelt im Bett liegen.Ich hoffe euch hat auch dieser Teil wieder gefallen, wenn ja dann freue ich mich über einen Kommentar und einen Like

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She’s 45 with a body of a 20 something year old, 6 foot tall with long slender legs, her ass is firm and tight, stomach flat, rounded hips, her breast firm and perky with nipples that are constantly erect, her hair blonde and flows down to the middle of her back, a body of a goddess.

She has 2 daughter Debbie 19 and Tracey 21, I’m dating Debbie, and hoping she’ll be as hot as her mum when she’s 45. Her husband’s a high flying executive that makes a shit load of money but is rarely home.

I had been seeing Debbie for a couple of months before I met her mother, the first time I saw she was wearing a body hugging gym outfit and my cock got hard instantly. She was talking to me but I wasn’t listening, I couldn’t take my eyes off her body, she knew it to, moving seductively, teasing me with her body.

I felt a pull on my arm it was Debbie, she was ready to go. For the rest of the day I couldn’t get the image of Debbie’s mum out of my mind.

I spent more time at Debbie’s as the weeks went on, whenever I got the chance I ogled her mother, I particularly enjoyed when we were at the pool. Debbie’s mum always wore a skimpy bikini, the top was 2 little triangles that barely covered her nipples, you could clearly see her brown areolas. Her bottoms weren’t must bigger than a g string and only just covered her pussy lips, occasionally slipping between them.

Debbie also wore a bikini, hers was more modest than her mothers but she was still hot in it, lovely tits and a cute little ass.

Her mother enjoyed the attention and was a real tease, she was always bending over in front of me either showing her tight ass or a view down her top. She seemed to particularly enjoy leaning next to me when I sat down, her tits in my face and the scent of her perfume always made me horny. She would rub up against me, her ass against my crotch, hands brushing my ass and after each time she would stare into my face smiling.

As I spent more time with Debbie I got on a first name basis with her parents, Ian and Brenda. I’m not sure what Ian actually did but he was only home at night time one week out of every two. Brenda didn’t work, she spent most of her time working out, 3 times a week at a gym and every day at home. Which meant Debbie and I were alone a lot and able to fuck.

I’m a couple of years older than Debbie and had a few other girlfriends before her but none of them were as good as Debbie, the sex was always incredible, she knew how to keep me edging to give her maximum satisfaction before I had a massive orgasm. Then in no time at all she would get me hard again for another session.

One day when we were fucking Brenda came home early from the gym, Debbie had just finished riding me and was finishing me off with her mouth when I noticed Brenda standing in the doorway. She had her hand inside her leggings rubbing her pussy as she watch us, it was then I came in Debbie’s mouth and when I next looked towards the doorway Brenda was gone.

After we finished we were lying in each others arms my mind wandering to Brenda and the thought of her fingering herself when we heard a noise downstairs.

“Moms home early, we better get up”, Debbie said climbing out of bed. We both got dressed and went downstairs to the kitchen where Brenda was.

Brenda smiled at us as we walked in but didn’t say anything, she was still wearing her gym outfit and I could clearly see her perky nipples sticking out, she also had a camel toe and a small wet patch, my cock hardening as I watch her walk around the kitchen preparing lunch.

After lunch Brenda said she was going for a quick shower and that we should put a movie on and she would join us soon.

Debbie and I were on the lounge when Brenda walked in, my arm around Debbie as she leaned against my shoulder half asleep. Brenda sat in a chair just across from me, she was wearing a light summer dress, the fabric was see through and I could clearly see her tits. As she sat there watching tv she slowly opened her legs, her pussy in full view, I couldn’t take my eyes of it, after a few minutes she looked in my direction, with a smile she lifted a finger to her mouth and sucked on it, her other hand pulled her dress tight against her breast, her perky nipples stuck out even more. She then slowly closed her legs, I glanced down at Debbie who was now lying in my lap, she appeared to be watching tv unaware of what has been happening, my cock felt like it wanted to bust out of my pants.

After the movie Brenda left the room going upstairs for a lie down she said, Debbie and I sat there making out after she left. “Let’s go to my room, Mom’s having an afternoon yozgat escort sleep,” Debbie said getting up.

Debbie headed upstairs, I hesitated for a moment then followed her, god her ass looked great as she walked up the stair in front of me, she had a pair of tight shorts on which squeezed her cheeks together and rode up between her legs. I stood at the bottom of the stairs staring at her ass, when she got to the top she looked down at me giving me a smile and an extra wiggle of her ass as she headed to her bedroom.

I headed up the stairs, Brenda’s bedroom was before Debbie’s, the door was slightly ajar, as I walked by I glanced inside. I froze on the spot, Brenda was lying on her bed naked, she had her knees up and legs spread as she fucked herself with a dildo with one hand while she played with her nipples with the other. Her bed faced the door, I had a clear view of her pussy, I could see the wetness on her pussy lips and dildo, I listened to her soft moans. I had forgotten about Debbie, Brenda was the only thing on my mind, my cock was rock hard in my pants as I pulled it out, I slowly stroked in time with the dildo as Brenda fucked her pussy.

A hand took mine off my cock, I looked down to see that Debbie was on her knees in front of me, holding my cock as she moved it into her mouth. Debbie sucked it, she worked her lips and tongue around my nob before she deep throated me, a moan drew my attention back to Brenda, she was working the dildo faster in her pussy, moaning as she neared an orgasm, I could clearly see her perky nipples standing to attention, just begging to be sucked. With a shriek Brenda pulled the dildo from her pussy, squirting over the bed, I never saw a woman squirt before, I was fascinated as I watched her shove the dildo back inside her pussy working it back and forward then pulling it out, squirting again.

Before I knew it I blew my load in Debbie’s mouth, she sucked every last drop of cum out of me, then standing up without a word she gave me a kiss and went downstairs. Glancing in the bedroom I saw Brenda staring at me, a smile on her face as she licked and sucked her dildo, I quickly put my cock away and headed downstairs. Embarrassed and unsure of what to do or say I made an excuse to Debbie and left.

Debbie rang me that night saying her Dad was home and I should call round early tomorrow and take her out for the day. I agreed arranging to be there at 9am.

When I got there the next day and rang the doorbell Brenda opened it, “Hi David, come in,” Brenda said, “Debbie’s just with her Dad, she won’t be too long.”

Brenda was wearing a long t-shirt, I could clearly see her nipples, I tried not to make it obvious that I was staring at them as I walked by, I was also wondering if she had panties on, imaging her naked pussy under her t-shirt, my cock bulged in my shorts.

“I’m just heading to the pool, join me while you wait,” Brenda said. I followed her, as we walked outside she pulled her t-shirt off, she only had her g string swimming bottoms on and her ass cheeks bounced seductively as she walked. Stopping beside her chair she bent over picking a tube up of a table in front of her. “Can you rub sunscreen on me David,” she said turning around.

I stood staring at her, her full firm breast and perky nipples, her bottoms riding up between her pussy lips, all I could do was nod as she handed me the tube. She then laid face down on her sun lounge, I moved beside her squirting cream down her back. “Rub it over my whole body David, I don’t want to get sunburn anywhere,” Brenda said.

I spread the sunscreen over her back, rubbing it slowly up and down, I watched her ass jiggling as I moved her body. I then put sunscreen on her legs working up and down her legs, stopping under her butt cheeks, “Everywhere David,” Brenda said. Putting sunscreen on her butt cheeks I spread it over them, her ass was firm as I rubbed it, my thumbs ran down her between her cheeks, I spread her cheeks as I rubbed and squeezed them, god I would love to push my cock between them. Brenda suddenly turned over, “Front as well David.”

By now I was that horny I just wanted to touch her, my cock bulging in my pant. I put sunscreen on her tits and rubbed it over them, squeezing them as I moved my hands, her hard perky nipples rubbing against my palms. My hands moved over her firm, hard stomach, down the front of her legs, she spread them as I moved my hands back up, I rubbed her inner thigh and groin, inching towards her pussy.

“Hi David, ” it was Debbie, I nearly fell over as I quickly tried to move away from Brenda. “Sorry Mom, you’ll have yozgat escort bayan to finish yourself of we’re off,” she said as she took my hand leading me away.

We spent the day together, Debbie didn’t mention anything about the morning at the pool or the previous day outside Brenda’s bedroom. That night I had dinner with Debbie and her parents, it was a warm night and after dinner we went out to the pool. Ian was on the phone sitting near the pool while I was in the water with Brenda and Debbie, both of them were topless tonight which gave me a raging boner.

Brenda had moved near me her tits floating on the top of the water, Debbie came over to us asking if we wanted a drink. Brenda said yes, all I could was grunt as my eyes moved between their tits either side of me. Debbie climbed out of the pool, I couldn’t help but stare at her ass as she climbed out.

“It is a cute, tight ass isn’t it,” Brenda said, “I remember when mine was like that.”

“Yours is still like that,” I said without thinking.

“Why thank you David,” Brenda said giving me a kiss on the cheek, her hand brushing the front of my swimmers.

Debbie came back, handing us our drinks. “Daddy needs my services in his office for a while, you two be alright alone,” Debbie asked, leaning over, her tits dangling inches from my face.

I just about choke of my drink when I felt Brenda’s hand slide inside my swimmers grabbing my cock, “We’ll be fine dear,” Brenda said.

As Debbie walked away, Brenda squeezed my cock saying “And who’s ass gave you this little beauty.”

I didn’t know what to say as her hand moved up and down my cock, her free hand grabbed my head pulling it down to her tit, I eagerly licked and sucked her nipple, Brenda’s hand moving faster and faster until I came.

“Now we can have some fun,” Brenda said pulling herself up on the edge of the pool her legs dangling in the water, she laid back, spreading her legs, her pussy lips glistening.

I was in heaven, a fantasy come true, my head resting on Brenda’s thighs as my tongue probed her pussy, I licked the sweet juices from her pussy, Brenda’s nails dug into my scalp as she pressed my head against her pussy. She ground her pussy against me, moaning softly as she forced my tongue deeper inside her, she suddenly pushed my head back, frantically rubbing herself until she squirted over my face, then pulled me in tightly against her pussy again.

I had begun to climb out of the pool when Debbie returned, I laid on he edge half in, half out of the water as she walked toward me, hiding my hard cock. Her tits bounced with each step, perky little nipples sticking out. Brenda still laid beside me, legs spread, bikini bottoms pulled to the side, she had made no effort to cover herself up.

“It’s getting late David, would you like to stay the night?” Debbie asked.

“I don’t know Debbie, maybe I better go.” I replied.

“Don’t be silly David, we are all adults here and if you want to spend the night with Debbie that’s fine with us.” Ian said as he walked through the door and stood behind Debbie.

Neither appeared to have notice Brenda, she now stood in front of me, I looked up her pussy was on full display as her bikini was still pushed to one side. “Yes David you are more than welcomed to stay, you are part of our family,” Brenda said as she turned away heading back into the house.

Ian had also left, leaving only me and Debbie, she handed me a towel and said, “I’m going upstairs, get dry and join me.”

I had got out of the pool, my cock was still hard, I dried off and headed upstairs. When I walked passed Brenda’s room I could hear moans and grunts as her and Ian fucked, I stood there listening, imagining it was me that was fucking Brenda.

Debbie stepped out of her room naked, she beckoned me to come to her, as I stood in front of her she reached into my pants and pulled my cock out. Holding it she lead me to her bedroom where she pushed me on to the bed, mounting me she fucked me to 2 orgasms one with her pussy and one with her ass. Exhausted I fell asleep.

When I woke next morning Debbie wasn’t in bed, I was just about to get out when Brenda walked in with a cup of coffee.

She sat on the edge of the bed and said, “Debbie asked me to bring you a coffee, she’s tied up at the moment by Ian.” She leant over to place it on the bedside table, she was only wearing a loose dressing gown, as she leant over the top opened and her tits fell out. I was staring at them when she laughed, “See anything you like?”

She took my hand putting it between her legs, my fingers pressed against escort yozgat her pussy, she grabbed my head and pulled me to her tit. I sat there sucking her nipple as I fingered her pussy, Brenda moaned in my ear,

She pushed me down pulling the sheet off me, my cock hard as she straddled me, grabbing hold of it she lowered herself, swallowing it with her pussy. She bounced up and down on it, her tits had me mesmerised as they bounced along with her body, She grabbed my hand, pressed my finger against her clit as she rode my cock, hoping off it to squirt over me before impaling herself on it again. We seemed to fuck for ages before I finally came, pumping cum into her pussy.

She climbed off me, wrapping the gown around herself leaving, I could see cum running down the inside of her leg as she left.

I was still lying there naked and uncovered when Debbie walked in, “Lazy bones, time to get dressed,” she said. The smell of sex filled the air, I was wet and the sheets were wet from Brenda but she didn’t say anything, she just leant over squeezed my cock, kissed me and left.

That night at dinner I was sat beside Brenda, she had pulled her dress up and was fingering her pussy, I couldn’t take my eyes off her, constantly looking in her direction, I stared at her pussy, remembering how sweet it tasted last night at the pool.

Debbie was opposite me wearing a tight top that clung to her tits, her nipples standing out. Her long leg stretched out, a foot ran up and down my leg, toes touched my crotch, pressed against my cock. A finger in her mouth being sucked as she stared at me.

“Time for dessert,” Ian said sliding his chair back.

“Yes Daddy,” Debbie said.

Instead of getting up Debbie leant across to Ian, unzipped his pants pulling out his cock, she lowered her head taking it in her mouth giving him a blow job.

I was shocked and also slightly turned on, Ian had pulled up Debbie’s t-shirt, one hand played with her tits while the other held her hair moving her head up and down his cock.

“She’s a good little sucker, even better than her mother,” Ian said, reaching over her body he pulled up her skirt revealing a bare backside, he smacked it and ran his hand along, his finger sliding between her cheeks, “But this little asshole is her best asset,” she jumped as he pushed his finger into her ass.

Brenda had stood up as I watch Debbie and Ian, she moved the plates from in front of me and now sat on the table. She laid back lifting her legs over my shoulders, “Time for your dessert David, dig in,” she said. The sight of Brenda’s wet pussy brought back the memories from last night, I leant forward eating her.

I felt the table move and heard moaning, I lifted my head from between Brenda’s thighs. Debbie had climbed on the table leaning forward, her faces inches from mine, I could see cum on her lips, her pussy hoovered over Brenda’s face. Brenda strained her neck as she reached up with her tongue, Ian was behind Debbie, his hands held her hips as he fucked her ass.

“Fuck my Mom David,” Debbie moaned as she stared into my face, “Please I want to watch your cock fuck her.”

I stood up pulling my cock from my pants, it was already hard as Debbie’s arm stretched out and her hand wrapped around it. I stood there watching her face as she came from Ian’s fucking and Brenda eating her, her hand squeezed my cock tightly as she pulled me towards Brenda’s pussy.

As I pushed my cock into Brenda’s pussy she moaned, Debbie smiled as she watched it move back and forward, her fingers played with Brenda’s clit. “Kiss me David,” Debbie moaned.

I leant forward, our mouths locked together, tongues wrestled.

I pounded Brenda’s hard as Debbie rubbed her clit, she moaned loudly as she squirted with my cock buried inside her, with a grunt I came. My cock throbbed inside Brenda’s pussy, Debbie stared intently at my cock, licking her lips, as it pulsated, pumping cum into her mother.

About the same time I heard a grunt from Ian as he came inside Debbie, Debbie moaned with her own orgasm as Ian cock filled her with cum.

Ian and I stepped back, we watched as Brenda and Debbie ate our cum out of each other, they then climbed off the table grabbed our cocks, licking and sucking them clean.

“Time for bed,” Debbie said as her and Brenda took my hands leading me towards the stairs.

“Welcome to the family David,” Ian said as we climbed the stairs.

This was the beginning of a new existence, whenever Ian was away I had Debbie and Brenda to myself, with everything out in the open there was no more secret fucking, we did it whenever and where ever we wanted. Unfortunately I did have to share them when Ian was home but there was still plenty of fucking going on.

I later discovered that a lot of the time when Ian was away he was visiting Tracey and when she comes home things really get wild, but that is another story.

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This is another Chapter of Carol’s Series.

I’m an “amateur” writer and, in addition, English is not my mother tongue.

To write a single Chapter requires a big effort, from me: long time and language’s difficulties.

Therefore, let me ask, please, to judge my writing on the basis of its “contents” (if you like it or not) and not from an aesthetic or “formal” point of view.

Please, read my “Note” at the end of the Story.

All the characters are over eighteen years old.

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On the way to the backyard, John stopped in front of a large mirror.

“Watch, lil one!” he said to Carol, gently fondling one of her meaty boobs with the palm of his right hand. “You’re my girlfriend, now!”

The young, huge stud was looking with satisfaction at the sight the mirror was reflecting. He was carrying in the crook of one arm, in front of Scott, her son, a busty, middle aged, tiny mom. The woman and her boy had an expression of submission in their eyes; both of them were totally naked.

John smiled sadistically. He had reached his target: mom and son were under his full control, he could use them in any way he wanted, to fulfil his perverted fantasies.

“Mom’s got some super titties, boy!” he exclaimed, bouncing the tit in his hand.

“Yeah. . . really nice.” Scott said in a soft voice.

“Heavy, round and fleshy.” The hand continued to rub the silky skin.

“Ohhhhhh. . .” Carol moaned, her head nestled on the big shoulder of her captor; she clearly enjoyed the treat he was giving her.

“You want son’s cock, don’t you, lil one? In your holes: ass and pussy!” The young stud had no mercy for his mature prey.

“Yeah. . . yeah. . . I’ll do what you want!” she whispered in a cute tone.

“‘Cause you are my child and you obey your big daddy, don’t you?” He was commanding, now.

“Yes, daddy, yes, I’m your child, your little. . . ohhhhhhh myyyyyyy. . .” she couldn’t continue: her nipple had been captured and fingered, swelling up like a small cock.

“See, boy? Mom likes it!”

Then he stopped playing with the woman’s ripe left tit and palmed the boy’s penis: a good eight inches prick, when fully erect, which easily disappeared in the huge hand.

“Nice tool, buddy! Mommy loves it!”

He manipulated the young dick for a couple of minutes, running his thumb back and forth over the bulbous head, to demonstrate his dominance.

“Thick and long! Ready to sink into mommy’s hot flesh! The lovely bimbo served by her son!” John enjoyed the boy’s pulsating member in his own hand and the intense, excited gaze in Scott’s eyes, at his words.

“Yeah. . . yeah. . . I want mom. . . to fuck her. . .” He was turned on by the lascivious caresses over his cock and by the sight of mom’s busty, white body, all embraced, up in the air, into the engulfing arms of the giant stud.

“Tonight, boy, tonight this chick will be yours. She will get the threesome of her life!” John grinned. “I’ll share my little child with you!”

Then he moved again his hand to Carol’s small, quivering body and swung her around, cradling the beautiful mother into his massive arms, like a weightless doll.

One of her round-shaped melons was swaying, just before his lips; he plunged his head into her mammaries and took a good portion of one breast in his mouth, licking and sucking noisily. Carol moaned and squealed, like a little girl: her legs frantically kicked out in the air.

Scott contemplated the couple. He thought in his mind: “This freak of nature has always his hands and mouth over mom’s boobs.”

When the young giant raised his lips from her chest, Carol’s right breast was all wet and glistening.

“Did you see, boy?” John said. “That’s the way to treat the hot moms, especially when they’ve got bazooms like these ones! Don’t forget it!” And to the woman: “Am I right, baby? You love my tongue on your puppies, don’t you?”

“You . . . ” Another sucking kiss on her engorged nipple made her jolting. “Why did you do. . . always my. . . ohhhhhh. . . my tits?”

“‘Cause these sweet melons are mine, child!” he exclaimed. “These twins are mine! All made for fun!”

He was rocking and bouncing her naked, small frame in his huge arms, as though he was cuddling a ten years old girl and not a hot milf in her fifties, wife and mother of two.

“Now we go!” he finally exclaimed, walking to the poolside. Scott was one step back.

When they reached the backyard, John stopped in front of Tom and Nick, who were sitting, still naked, in their deck-chairs.

“Hey, boys! Look what a lovely little fuck bag I’ve found in the house!!” he loudly said to his companions, showing Carol off. The petite lady was stil held up in his muscled arms like an infant.

“Wooooow. . .!!! The hottie you carry!! Clean and fresh like a baby! I just need a good squeeze of some white flesh!!” Nick echoed.

“Can we play with her?” Tom added, as his friend stood up, holding out his hands, to remove Carol’s body from John’s embrace.

“Okay, mersin escort fellas, but be careful, you fucking perverts! No hickeys! She’s my little cute bimbo! I don’t want her back, all bruised and battered!” The giant guy warned them.

“Come to me, doll! Ahhhhhhh. . . let me feel you up, lil one!!” Nick grinned lasciviously, grasping the woman and swooping her, with avidity, into his powerful arms. Her pale skin and her diminutive body erotically contrasted with his dark, huge frame. The middle aged, big titted lady was in total possession of a new young brute, whose enormous manhood was threateningly swaying and hardening on his hairy crotch.

“The yummy mommy’s all soft!” the guy exclaimed. “I love this yummy mommy! Light and fleshy!!” Nick easily bounced Carol in his arms, throwing her body up and down in the air for a couple of times, just in front of her son, before carrying her around the patio, firmly held up over his head, to make sure that everybody had a close look at her.

The woman, who in her previous love affairs had been always a tease, had become, now, only a little plaything in the hands of a group of escaped convicts, who had repeatedly, thoroughly fucked and abused her in any possible way, till the slut inside her had been freed.

She was helplessly held in the strong arms of a rough young man, who used her like an object of pleasure. His left hand, around her upper body, had captured an entire tit in his grasping fingers: the large palm squeezed mercilessly the round globe, making her moan in pain.

“My pet!! The pet of the house! Tell us that you are a pet, babe!” he shouted.

His imperious tone didn’t give her other chance than to obey.

And she obeyed. “Yes. . . yes. . I’m a pet. . . okay, okay!” she murmured.

“Louder. . . louder, little chick!” he insisted. “Let your son know that his mom is the pet of the house!” His hand gave a harder squeeze to her mauled tit.

Again Carol complied. “Ohhhhh. . yes. . . I’m the pet of the house. . . your pet, your pet. . . ohhhh!!”

“Repeat with me, lil one! Repeat these words: I’m a fucking hot slave! Everybody here has to hear from you that you’re my fucking hot slave. Say that, mistress Blum, say that!!” Nick ordered.

“Yes. . . yes. . I’m your. . . fucking. . . hot. . . slave. . . Okay, sir, okay?” She stared at the dominant stud, with an imploring look in her eyes.

“Did you hear your mom, boy?” Nick asked Scott. “What did she say?”

“A slave. . . your hot fucking slave!” The boy obediently repeated.

“Wanna check some young manflesh, lady?” he asked. And without waiting for her answer, he lowered the woman, still holding her in his arms, till his dick touched her naked back. Then, easily as though she was a weightless package, he started moving her petite frame back and forth, rubbing her body against his thick cockhead.

“Here’s the way you deserve it, bitch!”

Uncared of her struggles, he laughed sonorously, clearly enjoying the contact with the satin smoothness of her skin.

Carol, who was well aware of the concupiscent gaze of her son, implored her captor to stop. Her aching boob was still pressed into the black hand.

“Oh, god! ohhhhhh. . . please, Nick. . . stop. . .don’t. . . aaaahhhhhhh!”

The tip of his member was brushing its way over the velvety soft slope of her hips, the well shaped roundness of her tight ass cheeks, the crack of her anus; it peaked out from the junction of her thighs, caressing in a slow motion the pink folds of her sweet, hairless pussy: so fragrant, so delicious, so clean, after the long bath her son had given her.

“Little slut! I’d keep you impaled on my dong all night long!” Nick exclaimed.

“And these mams in my mouth, for a good taste!” he added, tightening the grip of his fingers around the white alabaster flesh of her manipulated boob, till a little cry came out of her throat.

“Don’t fuck her!” The commanding voice of John suddenly resounded. Nick turned back his head. “Don’t fuck her!” John repeated. “I want her all clean for our dinner. Don’t make her dirty! Don’t spray her with your filthy cum!”

“What’s the hell, pal!” Nick replied. His gaze was angry. “This sweety is writhing in my hands and I can’t have her pussy?”

“Be patient, buddy! She’s all fresh of soap and smells so good, from the bath her boy gave her! Dont’t spoil the little mommy! Save her for dinner!” John explained.

“Dinner? What d’you mean?” The black guy interrogatively looked at his companion.

“Yes, Nick!! Dinner!! Don’t you like to be served by a nice waitress, with a pair of perfumed white tender boobs swaying before your hungry mouth, while you sit at the table?” The big stud smiled maliciously.

“Ahhhhhhh. . . the fucking bastard! A little piece of hot older chick for dinner! John, you’re great!” Nick said with enthusiasm. The idea his friend had suggested was terrific: a rich, mature milf walking naked, or half naked, around the table, as four young men mersin escort bayan ate and drank! And one of the men was her own son.

In a quick movement, he wrapped his strong fingers, like tentacles, around her hips and easily lifted the lovely brunette up, in vertical position, her chest facing him, her beautiful erect nipples at his mouth level.

“Did you hear your daddy, mistress Blum?” he asked loudly.

“Yes, sir,” she whispered.

“You are at my service, lady!” And without awaiting for her reply, he kissed her exposed tits: first one, then the other, before giving a good lick to the rosy, large areolae.

“Take the lil one out of his hands, Tom,” John exclaimed in anxiety “before this animal devours her!” He well knew his companions: Nick was a kind of wild savage who couldn’t restrain his brutish instincts, when sexually aroused, whilst Tom had a more gentle side.

Carol felt another pair of black hands around her body, as a new voice was blowing in her ears: “Here, baby, let me carry you away from this brute!” Tom had no trouble to scoop the little woman into his arms, relishing her generous curves and her sweet scent.

“Okay, buddy,” he asked John. “I get the girl. What else?”

“Carry her inside and look for some nice outfit. She loves showing off to her boyfriends, when she cuckholds her pimp hubby. Tonight she will be our sexy maid!” The big stud winked at Scott. “Dude, tonight we’re feasting on mom’s hot flesh. A bimbo mommy’s party, like you’ve never seen!”

The boy felt his cock stiffening, at these crude words; and more he was turned on by mom’s girlish-like squeals and giggles, as the black Tom walked to the house, carrying cradling her with no effort. When he crossed the entrance door, his mouth was dangerously approaching the long pink nipple at the top of one heavy, swaying tit meat. Few seconds later, a high feminine shriek was clearly heard from inside the apartment.

“He has reached his target,” Scott thought, and his dick throbbed with excitement.

It was evening now. Nick left to his room; John entered the cabin, picked up the small piece of cloth he had found in the drawer(see previous Chapter 4), put it in his pocket, then went to the living room. Scott followed him.

Few minutes later, they were sitting on a large couch, watching television.

When they heard Tom’s hearty laugh and Carol’s yells, the boy gave a start.

“Don’t worry, dude,” the big stud exclaimed. “My friend well knows how to play the little chick, without injuring her. He loves the older babes!”

Finally Tom arrived. Carol was still into his arms, but now she wasn’t nude.

“Put the child down here!” John said. “Let me give a look at the garment!”

Tom approached him and gently lowered the beautiful lady, depositing her onto the couch in standing position, between the open thighs of the big stud, who welcomed the appetizing housewife, circling her narrow waist with his huge palms.

Scott watched in amazement: John, whose lips were visibly watering, was preparing mom for another body’s manipulation. She was so delicious in her new lingerie!

Carol was wearing a sleeveless, light green, satin, near transparent camisole, held up by two thin spaghetti straps, which barely covered the jutting curves of her abundant melons; the lower edge was cut-off just at the bottom of her breast flesh. The rosy circles of her large areolae, capped by pink nipples, were clearly revealed. A loose fitting skirt, kind of hawaiian type, falling in length between her belly button and upper thighs, matched with the top garment. Her hairless genitals were hidden by a pair of g-string panties which completed the nightgown set.

In a rough motion, John slid one hand inside the upper garment and grabbed one tit.

“My god,” the woman thought. “I’ve never had my boobs so much manipulated, before these guys. They are never satiated with them.”

“When he puts his hands on mom,” her son thought, “indeed he treats her like a cow.”

“Great work, pal!” John exclaimed. “We’ve a nice bimbo to enjoy our dinner!”

“Bro, this gal is a little slut!” Tom said. “Watch what I’ve found in her drawer”.

And with that the black guy took out of the pocket of his slacks (he was no more naked, now) a greeting card.

“Read it, pal; it was folded inside the garment.”

Carol blushed and tried to grab the paper from his hand, but the two guys were faster.

“To my little cutie. Brad.” John read in a loud voice. “So, lil one, Brad is your fucker!”

“Nooooo. . . ” Carol yelled. “Don’t talk like that! He’s a friend!”

“A friend?” He mocked. “And he gave this to you for what? For you, to wear it during the mass?”

“Oh my god!” Carol was close to cry, now. “Please. . . please. . .”

“Okay, little chick, we don’t care about Brad or whoever else was in your cunt. You have us, now, mommy Blum! And I can assure you that you’are going for the bang of your life!” A firm squeeze of her escort mersin left breast concluded his words.

Brad!!! Brad was Alan’s brother, Scott thought. Alan was fhe husband of his sister Lynn.

Brad, who was Lynn’s brother-in-law, had given mom, as a present, a nightgown! Why? As a minimum, to make her show him her nudity, in private. But, most probably, this was the gift for a night of passion. Brad had fucked mom!!

And now Scott remembered all of those days.

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Month of April. Saturday morning. Scott’s father was in a business trip for some days. Lynn and Alan had come on Friday evening and Brad was with them: he was Blum’s guest for the first time, after Lynn’s marriage. Brad was a gynecological doctor: thirty-eight years old, divorced, tall, handsome, well-educated, he was known for his ability to seduce women.

Scott’s class had planned a short weekend on the mountains. The departure was at ten-thirty. Half an hour before the bus was leaving, the boy realized he had forgotten a pair of shoes in his room.

He had still some time; so, without hesitation, he ran home. And there he found a surprise.

Lynn and Alan, in the patio, were relaxing on a pair of sun-mattresses, laid in front of the swimming pool. The young woman was topless and her husband was gently caressing her tanned breasts. Scott had never seen his sister’s nude tits, before: they were simply awesome: big, round, with two erect pink nipples swaying under the touch of her man’s fingers.

“Hi, Scott,” Alan exclaimed, without interrupting the tits fondling, as though it was the most natural thing. “Why you’re back so early? Something wrong?”

“I forgot. . . something . . .” The boy was really embarrassed. “But mom. . where is mom?” At the same time the boy saw two bikini tops hanging from a chaise longue: one clearly matched with Lynn’s bikini bottom; and the other?

“We’re sunning all together. It’s the first hot day of the season!”

Scott jolted at the water splashing he heard from the pool. Mom and Brad were there, rollicking like two kids, jumping, diving and pushing water each other, with their cupped hands. The small swimsuit bra he had seen on the chair belonged to mom. And she was playing topless with a man who wasn’t her husband.

For few minutes they didn’t noticed his presence. Then Brad gestured to the boy, bent to Carol whose hand was around his neck, told her something in the ear and thrust his arms underwater. Scott heard clearly his mom yelling “noooo”, but the man didn’t care and in a quick motion scooped her up like a baby and walked to the stairs of the pool, emerging from the water. The beard gave him the appearance of a sea god carrying a mermaid.

Only a skimpy little piece of cloth around her hips covered Carol’s small body. Small, thought Scott, but perfectly shaped; and her tits were simply huge. He had never seen them in all their glory: they wobbled back and forth, like two swollen globes, upon her otherwise thin torso. She looked at her own ease in the firm embrace of the man, her legs joyously kicking in the air, letting herself be carried effortlessly along the poolside.

“Honey!!” she exclaimed. Her tone showed astonishment, but no shame for laying helpless, practically naked, in the firm embrace of the younger man. “I was not expecting you! What happened?”

“I. . . I. . ” The boy was speechless.

“Mom had a little problem with her ankle. She can’t walk without help.” Brad said, stopping in front of Scott, still holding Carol up into his arms, a shameless look on his face.

Then he lowered the mature housewife onto a couch; he knelt between her thighs and started massaging her ankle with gentle caresses.

Scott couldn’t watch anymore. Without a word, he ran back to the house, entered his room, picked up his package and, in ten minutes, reached the bus.

During all the week end, he was in turmoil.

The boy, in the last two years, had developed, like many adolescents his age, a latent attraction towards his mom. Her big bountiful boobs, arrogantly showing through her always tight shirts, her bullet-like nipples poking out of the light cloth, her round asscheeks clearly outlined by the thin fabric of her miniskirts and the delicate features of her beautiful face had stirred up, in many occasions, his hormones and sometimes he had stroked his young cock, fantasizing about his gorgeous mother.

He had already seen Carol in her bikini swimsuits and a couple of times he could briefly glance at her shapely nude bosoms as she came out of the shower in a loosened bathrobe. But now, the show at the pool, with Brad, had been too much for the poor boy. The sight of mom’s exposed body, the hands of a man over her naked flesh, the sounds of her girlish giggles, the easiness with which she had given herself to the strong masculine arms of Alan’s brother had instilled in him a sense of jealousy, mixed with an intense desire to feel, touch and maul her body, to hold his mom up like a baby and to cover her white skin with passionate, forbidden kisses.

Saturday and Sunday nights had been a kind of masturbation festival, for Scott; and the sight of mom’s luscious body was at the top of his thoughts, when he multiple times ejaculated in his own hands, in the darkness of the room.

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Hello. Something a little different. I’ve completed stories involving a brother/sister, mother/son, uncle/niece, and cousins. Now it’s time for some aunt/nephew action. Had this one sitting to upload for a while, been editing here and there. Probably still missed the occasional thing but I hope you enjoy the story.

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The rain was hammering down and my old car had been struggling for the last few kilometres. Had been since I’d started driving, in all honesty. Now the engine light was on. The knocking from the engine was getting louder. I was fairly sure it was just going to up and die on me any moment. I was close to my destination but still far enough that, if the car died, I was partly fucked, at the very least. My phone was dead too. And all the possessions that I owned were on the seat next to me. I kept my foot on the accelerator, though continually eased off.

Then it died. No loud bang or anything. The car just stopped. No idea what exactly it was as I couldn’t exactly look under the hood while I was driving, but there was only silence as I rolled the car off the road onto the grass verge. Sighing to myself, I switched off the ignition and looked at my phone. Still dead, and now without any battery, no hope of calling for help. Thankfully, I knew where I was on the highway. Walking along the verge would be risky in bad weather, but I knew it was only a couple of more kilometres until I’d reach the entrance to the farm.

“Oh well, looks like I’m getting a little wet,” I muttered, clambering out of the car. Collecting my large rucksack, and two other small bags, I was soaked within a few minutes as I trudged down the side of the road, ensuring I walked towards traffic so I wasn’t run over. Getting hit by a car or truck would have been the cherry on top of the shit cake my day had been so far.

Dripping with both water and sweat by the time I reached the drive leading up to the homestead in the distance, the clouds loomed dark and grey overhead. Thunderstorms like this were more usual during a late summer’s day rather than an autumn afternoon, but shows how much I know. The dirt driveway was full of puddles. By now, I barely bothered circling around. My jacket, shirt, trousers, socks and shoes were all soaked. Thankfully, my rucksack and smaller bags were waterproof, so as soon as I made my destination, I’d hopefully have a hot shower and some warm clothes to change into.

Knocking on the door, I wondered if anyone would be home. I checked my watch and it was late in the evening. To my relief, the door opened and my Aunt Jessica appeared once she switched on lights inside and outside. I think she was expecting me, as there was no surprise on her face, only a warm and welcoming smile. “Get your butt in here, Chris. You must be chilled to the bone.”

“Thanks, Jess,” I said, stepping past here, immediately covering her wooden floor in water, “Sorry about your floor already.”

“Never mind that. We can sort that out later,” she said, closing the door, “Dump your things and head for the shower. Don’t want you catching a cold now. After that, we can have a chat.”

“You know what’s going on?”

“Your sister posted a couple of messages on social media. As I said, we’ll have a chat later. What happened to your car?”

“Dead as a dodo a couple of clicks back. Phone’s dead too so that’s why I had to walk.” I sighed as I dumped by bags in the kitchen, running fingers through my short hair. “Don’t mean to just show up like this, Jess…”

She smiled at me like I was talking shit. And the fact I didn’t call her ‘Aunt’. She insisted on just ‘Jess’ since I’d turned eighteen. “Never mind that, Chris. Now, grab some clothes, have a shower, then we’ll talk. Want a hot drink?”

“Love one.”

Before I could head to the shower, I heard footsteps bounding down the steps, my two cousins appearing. Before they could get a word out about anything, Jess said I needed a hot shower, so I followed them upstairs to the main bathroom, Michelle grabbing a towel for me, both her and her sister, Kylie, giving me a hug. The fact I’d showed up this late in the evening on a Wednesday, with all my worldly possessions, would have suggested to anyone that something happened.

Something big.

Getting out of my wet clothes, I stepped into the shower and turned up the heat as high as I could handle, giving myself a good scrub before I simply stood there and let myself get nice and warm before finally stepping out. The extractor fan stopped the window misting up, looking in the mirror. Blues eyes. Short brown hair. Proud chin. A nose that had been broken a couple of times thanks to years of rugby and, well, the occasional scrap on the field. And I could see the forming bruise that was definitely going to lead to a black eye eventually. I kept myself fit and looked after myself but I’d been too cocky for my own good. Doesn’t make what happened right, though. Putting on a shirt and a clean pair of jeans, I padded downstairs buca escort into the kitchen where Jess, Michelle and Kylie were waiting. Sitting down, I had a hot chocolate placed in front of me within a few seconds.

“Finally blew up then?” Jess asked.

“He’s a cunt. Always has been.” I sighed. “Shit, sorry. Bad language and all.”

“Everyone at this table is eighteen, Chris. It’s fine. Okay, so what happened? Not heard from your mother or step-father. Your sister has put a couple of things up on social media suggesting something big happened.”

“I’m not even sure where to begin, to be honest. How about when my father died and mother decided to marry that prick?”

“Well, your mother has always known the opinion of myself and her parents. But that’s not for now. What happened tonight?”

I took a sip of hot chocolate and sagged into the chair. “Okay, so Covid has obviously fucked everything, right? I had a job but lost that within the first couple of months. Considered going to university to re-train, even do a college course, just something. But let’s be honest. I have common sense, so I like to think, but I’ve never been what you call book smart. Tried every mechanic’s in the city, no word of a lie, but absolutely no-one was hiring. Not even part time. Most are making workers redundant left, right and centre. Tried up and down the coast. Zero. Zip. Nada. So I’ve obviously signed on for unemployment just to keep me going. Considered picking up part times gigs here and there, but there are around a hundred people per application.

But Barry… Calls me a moocher and lazy, despite the fact he does fuck all himself. Thinks I’m taking advantage of my mother still living at home. Sure, I’m twenty but have you seen house prices? Even just trying to rent, whether single or with others, is fucking difficult, and without a job, no-one is going to rent to me.”

“Help around the house?”

“Do far more than that prick. Anyway, he’s been goading me for months now, just looking for an excuse. And he has my mother completely under his thumb. Compare to what she was like with Dad to now… It’s distressing. Never mind the fact he thinks it’s his house. My father bought that fucking house by working hard and providing for his family. Not his fault some drunk driver…” I trailed off and sighed. “Well, what happened today? Guess it just reached the point where something needed to happen. I was helping Mum around the kitchen, he came in and just went for me. Words first. I’ve simply had enough of him, so I returned a few choice words of my own. Called him a guest in my father’s house and that he was unworthy of my mother. Fucker saw red and came for me. Swung a few times at each other.” I gestured to my face. “Got me good here, though I got in a few licks of my own. Made the prick bleed. Then he said I was out. Gone. Immediately.”

“Your mother?”

“Said nothing so we both took her silence as agreement. So, I goaded him, said he wanted me out of the way so he can get his hands on my sister. Round two started, and I guess my mother didn’t like that accusation levelled at her husband, as she told me to go and cool off for a few days. Prick obviously said I was gone for good. I didn’t want to go, but I couldn’t stay either. It was either me or him, and to be honest, the violence would have continued until the police and an ambulance was called. So, I packed my shit and left, not without going to see my sister and warning her first. If anything, and I mean anything happens, she is to call and I will take her with me. Warned Mum about that and she said I was being foolish. Called him a child molester and left it at that. She’s obviously not a child but I liked the look his face when calling him that.”

“Well, I think it’s safe to say this has been coming since you turned eighteen, Chris.”

“I had nowhere else to go. Grandparents other side of the country or world, Dad was an only child so… yeah, here I am.” I sighed again. “Sorry for showing up out of the blue.”

She took my hand in hers. “Chris, I knew this was where you’d end up.”

I knew what she meant. I know many extended families are not particularly close, but I’d always considered Jess a second mother, and my relationship with both Michelle and Kylie had always been close when growing up. Including my younger sister in that, and we were a real foursome all the time.

Jessica was forty-two years old and I wouldn’t have put her a day over thirty-five. Despite owning and operating her own farm, the stress barely appeared on her at all. Gorgeous sandy blonde hair, a pair of beautiful blues, and the sort of face that would make many men glance more than once. She wasn’t particularly tall, 5’5 on a good day, but the work kept her fit, and as I’d grown, I’d certainly appreciated certain aspects of her. I think she knew too, aware her nephew might have nursed a teenage crush on an older woman.

She’d been divorced from buca escort bayan her husband, my uncle, for over five years. The farm had been in our family for a few generations by now, and from what I was told, he’d never liked living on the farm. What I learned later was that my uncle had been sleeping around for most of their marriage. Little wonder she told him to pack his shit and go. She’d been single ever since, far as I knew.

Michelle was the same age as myself, though younger by a few months. She was a dead ringer for her mother except for brown eyes instead of blue, and she was actually curvier than her mother. She’d blossomed over the years, remembering the slightly gangly teenager, braces, pimples and all those usual growing pains. But she’d been one of my closest friends, the first girl I kissed, and we’d been ‘kissing cousins’ during most summer holidays, our mum and dad sending us to the farm so we were kept occupied. My sister and I both loved it.

Kylie was the same age as my sister at eighteen and took more after her father. Brunette with hazel eyes, she had the height her sibling and mother lacked. Long legs, tight little butt, small tits. Michelle definitely got hers from her mother. Nothing ridiculous, but with her curves, they were absolutely perfect. Kylie had definitely crushed on me as much as her sister, but being younger, it would never have felt appropriate, but she had been my sisters closest friend during most of our formative years.

I’d always been made to feel welcome at the farm, Jess insisting her home would always be ours too. We were family, and if we ever had problems, the door would always be open. “Chris, get some sleep tonight and take the day tomorrow just to get your head right. Maybe sort a few personal issues out. I think it’s safe to say you won’t be returning home anytime soon, right?”

“Realistically, the only way that’s happening is if mum kicks him out, and I just don’t see that happening.” I sighed. “What she’s ever seen in him, I don’t know.”

“We warned her he was no good, but she just wasn’t listening. I won’t say she’s stuck with him, she could always kick him out, but… We don’t speak often anymore. You know me, Chris, never hesitate in giving my opinion. I’ve let her know more than once her husband is a scumbag.” She chuckled to herself. “Guess he fits the trope of the evil step-parent.”

“Nah, not evil. He’s a douchebag and a prick.” I finished my drink. “Thanks, Jess. This means a lot.”

The spare room was always prepared for visitors, not that I think they received many, but it was nice to know I had somewhere ready to rest my head. My phone was charging so at least I could check messages. My sister was giving me a running update of what was happening. Apparently there were already crossed words been mum and dickhead. I was disappointed that my own mother had said nothing, but was waiting for him to make the ultimatum. Wonder if she’d choose her son or him?

Considering I was already out of the family home, I think that decision had already been made.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Jess appeared in the doorway in a flannel shirt and some rather short shorts. I tried not to let my eyes run up from her white sock covered feet up her tanned legs, over her body to her face. The fact she smiled at me was a relief. “Everything okay?”

“Becky is keeping me updated while making sure I’m okay. Let her know I’m here. She assumed this would be where I would head.”

“I’m going to hit the hay. Try not to stay up too late.”

She walked forward, so I stood up and enjoyed a warm hug with her. She smelled wonderful, having just had a shower. Definitely some sort of fruit scented shampoo. “Thanks, Jess,” I said softly.

“Nice to have a young man around the house again. Maybe you’ll stay longer than just a few weeks this time.”

“Who knows what the future will bring eh?”

She kissed my cheek and walked out of my room. I followed her to the door, and watched her walk to her own room. I couldn’t help myself. Those shorts were practically hugging her arse, and my aunt had a fantastic arse. She glanced back and smiled again before disappearing. I guess she was used to me gazing at her. As I said, she was early forties but she looked bloody good for it.

Surprisingly, I slept well that night. I thought the stress would have kept me awake, but as soon as my head hit that comfortable pillow, and I felt snug as a bug in a rug under those clean sheets, I was out like a light. Woke up feeling a little groggy, forgetting where I was for a moment until there was a knock at the door, Jessica telling me breakfast was being prepared.

Throwing on a shirt and shorts, I headed downstairs to be greeted by the smells of an early morning kitchen. Coffee brewing. Bacon and eggs cooking. Toast burning a little. My cousins were already dressed for the day. I sat down, murmuring ‘Good morning. They smiled, returning escort buca the words. Both were studying at university, though were stuck at home for the time being, same as everyone else.

I didn’t notice it, but I must have given off a vibe that morning. Maybe I was shorter than I was the night before. I didn’t feel cranky or anything, but I could see Jessica giving me a look during breakfast. Only when I’d finished eating did she take my hand. “Go sit in the living room, Chris.”

I was about to ask what for, but I recognised the look on her face. The sort of look a mother would give, suggesting I just do what she said. I watched Michelle and Kylie walk by and their footsteps heading up to their rooms, figuring they had classes to attend. I sat by myself for a few minutes, just staring into space, Jess appearing again, still wearing the same things I’d seen her head to bed in the previous night.

Without a word, she straddled my lap, causing me to look at her in surprise. “Sit forward,” she whispered.

I did, and I felt her arms wrap around me, her fingers trailing up and down my back. I hugged her tightly in return, then it all just came flooding out. All the stress from the past however many years it was. Losing Dad. Feeling like I’d lost my Mum too. She’d been a zombie half the time, then seemed to just choose the first man that showed an inkling of interest. Then the fact my life just seemed to be going nowhere. I was at a complete and utter loss.

I have no idea how long she hugged me for, but I felt better for it. Holding back all those emotions hadn’t done me any good. “Thanks,” I finally managed to say.

“Think you needed to get that off your chest, Chris,” she said softly, “I’ve missed you.”

“Missed you too. Always felt at home here.”

She kissed my cheek and made to move, but I held onto her, earning a laugh. I sat back on the lounge and she followed me, feeling her head rest against my shoulder, gently stroking her back. “This is nice,” she said softly.

“Got to remember you’re my aunt though.”

She almost snorted, or so I think. “Hmmm. If my daughters were to walk in now, it might look a tad inappropriate. But I was left thinking my nephew needed a very long cuddle.”

“I did. Can’t remember the last time Mum hugged me for even a few seconds.” I sighed. “He’s really done a number on her.”

“I’ll call her later. She probably won’t listen, but I’ll give her a piece of my mind. You know what I’m like.”

“What I like to call a firebrand, Jess.”

She kissed my cheek and sat up, resting my hands on her hips. I met her eyes and she smiled. “We’ll talk later. Would you like to stay here with us?”

“I would.”

“Then we’ll sort out how this will work out. Care to work on the farm?”

“I’ll earn my keep.”

She smiled, kissing me softly on the cheek again. “Knew you’d say that.”

I felt a little disappointed when she got off my lap. Wonder if she’d felt my erection nearly the entire time? If she had, she certainly didn’t make any mention, nor did her body react to me. I’m a young man, she’s an attractive, mature woman. Probably just thought it was a natural reaction so didn’t want to make it awkward. “I’ll go have a shower,” I said.

“Take today for yourself. Get your head on right. After breakfast tomorrow, we’ll sit down and organise everything. Your cousins won’t be busy all day. I’m sure they’ll keep you entertained.” I must have smiled in a certain way as she swatted my arm. “Not in that manner, Chris.” She looked me up and down. “Though they’ve done a hell of a lot worse before.”

“They both single?”

She laughed, which made me grin. “Yes, they are. But don’t you be getting ideas into your head, young man. They’re still my daughters.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it, Jess.” I hugged her again, putting my lips to her ear. “There is someone else in my life I find unbelievably hot.”

I had no idea why I said that, but when she leaned back, I was amused to see colour in her cheeks. “Go have your shower,” she said softly, “I’ve got things to do.”

I’d woken up feeling horny for the first time in a while, and the way Jess had been sat on me just increased how horny I was. So it was little wonder I needed to jerk off in the shower, and nearly all my thoughts were about my aunt. Didn’t feel an ounce of guilt as I enjoyed quite the orgasm, and I know I definitely moaned her name more than once while I’d stroked myself.

Michelle gave me a funny look as I headed out of the bathroom once I’d dried off. I figured she’d heard me. I wasn’t going to deny it if she asked, though all she did was kiss my cheek before disappearing into the bathroom herself. Kylie poked her head out of her room. “Took you long enough in there. Were you wanking or something?”

“Yep.”

Her jaw dropped, her cheeks coloured, then she giggled before closing the door. After getting dressed, I walked downstairs, helped clear up the kitchen, then plonked myself down on the couch, feeling a little lost as to what to do. At least at home, Mum kept me occupied with chores, and I still managed to pick up part-time work here and there. Nothing that lasted long, but it put coin in my pocket, at least. I was now far down the south coast, away from my close family and all my friends.

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