Adultery Rashleela In Lockdown

[JACKY_451]

Good turn of events.. Keep going..!

More turn of events is about to come

[JACKY_451]

Super

Thanks brother

[Herbiee]

Nice update… Keep go.!!

[Dumeelkumar]

Wow. the wimp son has joined the fun.

[Arul Pragasam]

Now premila will show the anger towards her son by humiliating him.

[JACKY_451]

Part -5
Pramila Devi was then jumping like a madwoman on the giant dick like hammer of the strong man who took shelter in her house. Husband, son, society, politeness are all vanished from her head. The realy is only the hunger between her two legs. Which has been poisoned by her husband by insulting her. Today she will definitely give bath  of this low caste non-Bengali' giant dick with her pussy juice! She will punish her husband by become a Randy of this unknown man !

-Oops ... how big is his cock! Sweating profusely. Giving me that pleasure that I have never experienced.

Suddenly Premila Devi became standstill in panic and felt a hand of an unknown person on her ass, the hand went and touched the hole of her ass. Nothing can be seen in the dark. But mothers know the smell of their children's . Premila Devi was stunned for a moment. Realized it was no one else, his son Santu!  She thought God has  punished her for her deeds today.

Going to get illegitimate sexual pleasure, her son's hand fell on her merciful body! Thinking of one more thing, the soul of 'sanskari' Premila Devi dried up in fear of discomfort. Her son caught her red handed to be sexual even with other men than his father!

Shhhit! Where will she go now with this sinful face! What if his father found out tomorrow morning? Does she have to sheare her body with his  own son this time? Does she have to give him sexual pleasure to keep his mouth shut? Is that the price her son has come to collect now ?

With a blink of  eye, so many thoughts played in the head of Premila Devi. But  Mohan's continual rampage stroke from down broke all her thoughts. Whoever comes, she has no leave in Mohan's office now ! Quarantine emergency services must be provided to their guest of other state ! Unable to give her son even the slightest hindrance, burring sea like Shame deep into her pussy  again  the chastity naked woman Pramila devi began to sway her waist with the rythm of Mohan's stroke.

No more thoughts are working in Santu's brain then. There is a commotion all over his body, the cock has become so hard that it looks like it will tear out his pant ! His heart is pressed like a stone in the chest. Every heartbeat is spreading the restlessness and excitement throughout the body.
Whoa, mother did not say anything? Won't say anything? Will she accept him in such a smooth and helpless way? Does that mean her mother is silently agreeing to have sex? Consent or surrender, what do you call it? Everything is getting confused, the power of thinking is lost! Santu realized that he had bitten the forbidden apple of the heaven today.
And there is no way back from the path of sin, this mistake will not be corrected in any way! From today, everything has changed. Santur's body trembled in an uneasy state of mind. But the feeling called 'cum' was swallowed  the shiver by the magic, the soft thigh of the loving ass of her loving mother that is held in his hand !

The last hint of discomfort was gone by the sound fuck sound of his mother mother secret hole pounded by the painter Mohan. 'thap...thap... fucking sound filled the every corner of that room.

Pramila Devi's ass, tits, and entire body was trembling with  Mohan's every strokes. Santu placed one hand on Pramila Devi's open back and with another hand started touching her mother's ass like a sex starved creature. He saw all the hair follicles below the waist standing up and stabbing him in the hand. What a wonderful pleasure, his mother's body is responding to his caress! Santu began to move his fingers from the top to the bottom of Pramila Devi's ass. He started digging with his nails the unsavory hole in the ass of his beautiful loving mother. He saw his  mother's ass responded with his tickling! The small mouth of the ass surrounded by the wrinkled skin trembled and shrunk into the crook of the son's hand. With more enthusiasm, Santu pressed his finger and grabbed the parting of his mother's buttocks. He started scratching on the high plateau of Goddess Pramila Devi's asses. He put a finger in the hole of his mother's asshole, and after a while he brought it out in fear. He soaked his hands in the sweat and juice of the sacred buttocks of the birth mother. Dick of an other man in her pussy and hand of her own college going son's hand on her ass cheeks while fucking that other man. A strange feeling of excitement trembled her whole body. Premila Devi reached the climax with a strange thrilling excitement , by her ass again she started to fuck Mohan.

Santu stretched out his hand and pulled out the window curtain to see his mother better. The room was filled with the light of the full moon of the twelfth. Pramila Devi realized her nudity completely by this time, she saw that with her there was her paramour and her own son is completely naked .

The shame seemed to spread through the veins of her body in the speed of light. She closed her eyes to forget the shame and increased the speed of fuck. Mohan started trembling with the every stroke of her tanpura like  hips.

Santu looked at the milky naked body of the woman who had give birth him, become enchanted by the moonlight. He saw that his mother's whole body was trembling with the stroke of Mohan's dick.

Everything is swaying .... mother's boobs, asses, stomach, cheekbones, the world around Santu .... everything!
It seems that an unknown naked female figure came down in the middle of the night to fulfill the happy dreams of this two men.

His hands became adventurous and began to move all around his mother's body. Santu started caressing her mother by turning his hand on her stomach and armpits. He raised his face and kissed the belly of Pramila Devi, from there , where he took shelter for ten months before seeing the light of this world. He kissed on Caesar's long cut under her mother's navel. Pramila  was shattered in shame , still she was continuously fucking mohan . That's when Santu's eyes fell on the two footballs that were jumping on his mother's chest. Two rhythms of disobedient restless chatfate flour! Seeing the jumping It is clear that the two of them will be very soft, ! Santu reached out and touched his mother's tits with his trembling hands . His mother's big thirty-six size boobs jumped up and rubbed the palm of her son's hand to the rythm of fucking.

Premila Devi started chanting Ishtnam in her mind in the impending danger. In humiliation, in guilt, in shame of being caught, she has lost all the strength to protest. Just saying to herself,
"Oh my God, what's going on with me! Forgive me ... End this nightmare!"
At the same time, Kamadevi is dancing like Fire inside her chest, taking out her  tongue she is looking for a strong male body. Premila Devi began to sink in the whirlpool of a strange forbidden ambivalence.

Seeing the jumping boobs with an indomitable attraction Santu suddenly grabbed his mother's boobs and pressed it hard.. eating the rubbing of the mother-nipple that was jumping. Pramila Devi tried to stop her son with the rebuke of her eyes, but she failed as her eyes was then filled with lust not any other thing. The aroused Santu increased the pressure of his hand even more. He grabbed his mother's two breasts in two fists and started pressing them like a lover in a dark alley. Ten fingers of her two hands drowned in her respected mother's sweet boobs.

She remembered these two things are very favourite to his father. In a fit of excitement, Santu squeezed her mother's soft breasts so hard that she could no longer stay and murmed, "Ahhh khoka(son)... slowly ...!

gently? Santu was then vigorously squeezing the milk jug like  coconuts on his darling mother's chest. One tits didn't fit into the fist of one hand, as her mother's  tits are very big! Spreading five fingers of both hands, Santu started squeezing his mother's tits as much as he was holding it in his fist .On the other hand,  shaking her black hips mohan was constantly stroking Pramila Devi from the floor.

Holding her breasts in his fists, Santu lowered his face and brought it on the honeycomb cap of her mother's chest. At first he moved the long erect nipple of Premila Devi with his tongue . Santu got the first taste of femininity in his adult life by sticking his mouth on his mother's nipple. A taste as sweet as rusty iron on the tongue, rubbing the smooth tits swaying on the lips, Santu cupped and inserted one of her mother's nipples in her mouth . 'ummmmmmm' Pramila Devi made a soft but long sound of comfort. Her son then pulled her nipple more into the mouth and filled his mouth with his mother's own tits. He is sucking it with his teeth around her nipples.

How strange! There is no more natural phenomenon in the world than the mother's breast feeding the child. But when the child grows up, the mother's breast becomes an extremely forbidden object for him! Santu, but at this moment, there is no other thing in the world that is sweeter and sweeter than the sacred tita of his mother.  Still don't know why the society is tied to the fence of prohibition! Today all the rules will be mixed in the dust, ancient rules will admit defeat. Santu made his mother's tits wet by  sucking one by one . He felt his mother's shivers with every suck on her tits. Pramila Devi's heavy ass kept swying on the wide waist of the painter Mohan while her son was sucking her nipples.

Mohan's condition is also like looking over there. He was still surprised to discover the beautiful hot Malkin in his room where he had taken refuge during the time of danger. And in the middle of it, the woman's son also came to fuck  his mother! Naked mother is sitting on his stomach and her pussy is eating his cock, while her half-grown son  is sucking his mother's tits in that condition. Mohan had never heard or seen of such a strange incident before. he had never known anyone with whom this happened. But he is the Sex master of Uttar Pradesh. Once if he entered his cock in the pussy , he does not panic on anything else. This secret filth of this decent 'Bengali' house in  Kolkata, made him even more excited. Lifting pramila Devi's a little , daily wage worker Mohan hold her ass  with his muscular hand,  and she started fucking her  vigorously.

After a while, Mohan reached to the climax. Sex master  like him could not even take excitement of fucking a mother infront of her son . Lifting her ass, fucking her from down mohan says "Oh, Santu babu, look, I'll pour my juice into your mother's pussy! I'm Cumming soon into your bitch mother's pussy! Suck Santubabu suck. Press hard her boobs. Your mom is our Randy for tonight...ahhhh....uffffhhhhh"

- What do you want with him? You talk to me! Ahhh...yeah....ummm...iii....
It's like pramila devi tried to shut him up by fucking his dick.

What to do? She is trying to forget the terrible shame of her son's presence! Meanwhile, to Balance herself, she grabbed the boy's head with her chest. Santu then stretched out his arms and gripped his mother's hips and sucked her tits like a thirsty passer-by. The fingers of his hands are stuck in the crotch of his mother's jumping ass.

-Oooh: Maiji! Your pussy is still very tight! You are a slut. Your Beta also understands that you're a real Randy! Randy look  I'm now pouring my cum in your pussy! Ahhhh ... ahhhh .... aaahhhh ...!
As he spoke, he began to pump his dick into her pussy with great speed.

At the very last moment, Premila Devi jumped up, lifted her ass and pulled Mohan's dick out of her pussy, About a cup of semen from his huge cock bathed the front of Santu's mother's body. Her boobs, belly, navel and groin were all smeared with the worker's thick white protein-rich semen.

Mohan desperately wanted to fill the hole of Premila Devi's pussy with his hot semen. As she is the mother of one son, and he wanted to  fill the belly of this beautiful middle-aged Bengali lady with his non-Bengali child. He has three children at home in up, another child will be raised secretly in this far away of Bengal. Sometimes he would come to see that child and will fuck his child's mother secretly on her real husband's house. Apparently he was disappointed that the opportunity was missed. Unable to cope with the speed of ejaculation despite many attempts, he became very angry and started spreading his semen all over Santus' mother's  body, then he said ..

- Randy! Kutiya ! Why did you do this bitch? Bloody whore! Slut woman ... You bitch !.

Mohan, a painter from Uttar Pradesh, filled the room of Pramila Devi, a ***** housewife, with obscene slander in front of her son. For that moment they realized that he forgot the scope of his rights.

He is not a sheltered person anymore, he became the owner of this house and Pramila Devi's body in his mind. He just fucked the housewife of this house, now no one can take him down to the ground level.

- That right belongs only to my husband.
Pramila Devi said this as she crawled up  sat down with her body covered with Mohan's semen.

Destiny probably smiled a little behind the scenes. Santu has become impatient while waiting with his fully grown dick. He can't take it anymore . And now he is not afraid of anything. This time he will get the whole of his sweet mother. This painter guy has enjoyed his share, this time it's Santu's turn.

Now he does not care about anyone else's permission! As soon as she got up from Mohan, Santu hugged his mother and threw her on the mattress next to Mohan. Premila Devi knew it would be like that! Helpless, she surrender her body into her son's hand. She prepared her body and mind to be punished for having an illicit affair with a painter who took refuge in the house.

At first, Santu wiped Mohan's semen from the whole body with the nighty of Pramila Devi. Then he jumped up, licked and sucked her whole body. He started sucking milk by pulling her nipples with his teeth, sticking out his tongue like a barbarian and started licking his mother's short hairy armpits. While kissing her neck, a sense of tickle lift pramila devi up.  He seemed to be swimming in the air, pressing all the weight of his body on his mother's plumpy soft body. Premila Devi was choked by her son's pressure on her. The greedy saliva of Santu's mouth soaked his beautiful naked mother's  upper body. Repeatedly, Santu's salivating mouth began to come down on his mother's two erect nipples, and he began to pull her dark brown nipples with his teeth evry time with same enthusiasm. Pramila Devi began to squirm, lying under her son's chest, shivering with shame. Wondering when her quiet obedient son became so pervert !

While sucking boobs, Santu extended his hand towards the joint of her two legs.

-  khoka(son), don't touch there. I am feeling very shy!

To be continued..

[Yesudoss]

Santu licked the mohan semen from his mother body. What a son.

[Hotyyhard]

santu and mohan will tear her pussy

[JACKY_451]

Part 6
Pramila Devi could only whisper in her son's ear. Her son has already touched her most hole of her body. Santu's cock started screaming as soon as he touched his mother's hairy pussy. His fingers reached the clitoris of Pramila Devi by running  through the silk forest of pubic hair. He clearly sence that his mother's body started shaking as he touched her clitorias. Fingers slipped further down into the wet clitoris. Santu's birthplace, his mother's cunt is trembling at the moment in his hand!

Santu slowly grabbed the hairy vagina of Pramila Devi with a tight fist. So hot, it felt like a fever in his mother's pussy! He have to see with a thermometer how much fever there ! Inexperienced Santu doesn't even think about  cock sucking by his mom, he doesn't have the courage to tell his mother to suck his cock. Santu grabbed his hardened thermometer between his mother's legs and pushed it into her wet cunt . Pramila Devi couldn't even stop her son, she was burning with remorse for the guilt of being caught by her son. It feels good to be caressed by her own son! Despite knowing it is a terrible sin. The game of body is very strange, all relationships vanished here! A little while ago, the pussy which become wet by Mohan's cock now swallowed his own son's young cock.

It didn't feel like that as much as he thought it would be a hassle and discomfort. Because not suddenly today, for the last few days Santu's subconscious mind was unknowingly preparing itself to dig honey  from the most secret honeycomb of her mother pramila devi. Santu himself doesn't know how eager his body-mind became to get a taste of his mother's lascivious naked body .

Pramila's bra and panty were not stolen by Mohan but santu himself ,  He knew that the arrow of suspicion would go towards Mohan uncle. He did not know why he did that.  He felt greedy, by seeing his mother's white bra and green panties hanging on the porch. Have seen it many times before, but this time it was completely different.  Santu has seen her mother's naked ass many times by that time. He peeks in the bathroom while pramila was taking a bath! Saw how big her mother's tits, which always remains hidden in the clothes! The nipples from which the milk came out after birth were so long and scattered, like a dark brown liquid cadbury color. As pramila devi Leaned forward  , Santu saw the long slit of his mother's hair-filled cunt, the light brown colored skin with hairless wrinkles around the small hole in her ass. Seeing that water has come on his tongue unknowingly !

He also saw the naughtiness of the worker who took shelter in the house day and night. The lustful man secretly flash his dick to  his shy humble mother . How Mohan uncle peeked into the window of his parents' room and seeing his mother how he shakes his genital. He was shocked to see that his mother was also becoming careless day by day.  Sometimes she didn't notice that her hem was fall from her chest,  sometimes she forget to hook her nighty . Now she didn't even wear bra inside! . Sometimes unknowingly She puts her hand between her legs over the clothes, even in front of the worker. When she went to wipe Mohan's room she mostly wears torn nighty , being an half naked mallu she supply the victuals of Mohan's masturbation by swaying her ass and tits. But she acts like a sati-khanki(decent whore) as if she doesn't understand anything! Meanwhile, the stemless nipples stays up all day in the hope of being tasted by men . While bathing, his mother made her restless by caressing the nipples and caressing her pussy. While applying soap to the pussy, she suddenly puts her finger in the hole! Even at night, when she had sex with his father, she screamed more than she needed to, just to reach her scream to the ears of the man sheltered the next room. Thinking that other men is seeing, she spreads more her legs in the obscene manner of Kamasutra and fuck her husband. Every day  Santu just looks for these opportunities and helplessly masterbate by thinking all these.

Yes, Pramila Devi was a little wrong. The discomfort of having an eye on her every day while bathing was not actually the ugly allure who taking shelter at home. It's actually someone else, who grew up eating her milk  since childhood, who grew up in her own belly , the bright student of the college, her own son! 

Several times in the last few days, he saw his mother bathing naked. She came out wearing only a towel  And swaying her tits  infront of Mohan after bathing. Then how can he control himself from not stealing that sexy womens innerwear. Mother's bra and panties became Santu's masterbate tissue. He was practicing to ejaculate into her belly by  Wrapping his mother's panty on her dick and shaking it vigorously he filled the Bra cup every night.

Today, getting that opportunity, inexperienced fucker Santu crossed all the stages and started fucking his sweet mother  by shaking his waist mighty like an excited illicit lover .

Mother's mind and the tickling of sensual women are becoming one and the same inside Pramila Devi. She was Feeling very ashamed, angry at Santu. But she can't push all this away and run away to her husband's safe shelter in her own house.

Who seeks shelter? Today she wants to be bangd! Shhh! What is she thinking? Santu is her own son , her own blood, she gave birth him. But Santu's cock is hitting her most secret enternes of her body! Filling his bottom with the illicit pleasure of happiness.

How can she leave this happiness In halfway? Then She has no control over herself! Pramila Devi grabbed her hair with both hands over her head in relief of discomfort while being fucked by her own son.

Lying her mother on  the painter's bed on the floor, Santu began to fuck his mother like a monster. God knows where his young waist got this much power. With each thrust of the boy, Pramila Devi felt as if her waist would be broken, the groin would burst and the juice would come out at once.

Then Mohan was sitting in front of her head, shaking the cock and trying to put it in her mouth. She didn't want to disappoint him. Pramila Devi hugged santu tightly like a dog and put  Mohan's cock in her mouth. Pramila devi started moaning." Mmmmm....mmmmm....mmm" while eating the dirty black cock of Mohan in her mouth and fucking by her own son in the pussy.

Santu reached the peak of excitement when he saw his mother lying under his chest and sucking the cock of Dirty mohan.

Gulping one of her tits in his mouth santu said, "Oops! Mom.....I'm Cumming mom, Please let me cum inside you mom! Please ...! I will be your good son, listen to everything! I can no longer hold mom! You ... You're so sexy ... Today I will fill you with my juice maaaaa ....!"

- Noooooo....! Santu, please don't do that, beta! Look at me once? I am your mother honey! Auch .... aahhhh ... don't commit this sin. Leave  me, take it out! My Good son, look at me once? You have to listen to your mother! Uhhh .... Mmm...

Pramila Devi started shaking her ass in fear. The boy's cock began to get more deeper into her pussy. Pramila Devi lost her way in shame, but her disobedient pussy bit her son's dick according to its own rules of physiology.

There is so much happiness hidden in the body of women? Santu would never have known without his mother! He pushed his revered mother harder with the mattress and started fucking her more harder.

He pressed his dick and balls on her groin and began to feel the warmth of his mother's pussy. His darling mother started trembling at his big strokes .

- No mom, I won't listen to you today! I will do whatever I want with you! Today you have to let me pour juice in your pussy mom ! ....mmmmmm..mmmmm... inside your pussy it's so hot...! It's biting my cock mom ..

Son's cock in the mother's pussy began to travel like a piston. Pramila Devi trembled at every stroke of Santu lying on Mohan's oiled mattress. Despite the thrill of joy filling the vagina, Pramila Devi could not forget that the man lying on her chest is the child of her own womb !

- Santu darling, good boy of mine! Don't do that! Stop this time baby. Look, I didn't even let your uncle cum in. You don't listen to me baby? ...Ooohhhhhh...... Ahhhhhh... Cum on my belly? I will shake your dick,  don't you want to cum on my tits beta?
aaaaaaa......aaaauchhhhh... Don't....cum in..... please sona....

The nose and eyes of pramila were covered in Mohan's huge cock, Mohan was hitting  with his huge wet dick all over Pramila Devi's face again and again.

- No, no! I'll put it inside your pussy mom! Look at your slutty pussy wanting my cum juice! You're a randy mom! You're my Randy! I will pour my juice in Randy's pussy !

At that time Santu became unconscious by the pleasure of first sex. Earlier he heard in his own ears that his mother  wants to be Randy of Mohan uncle. He will make his mother Randy today.

Pramila Devi slapped hard on the cheek of santu while being fucked by him .

- keep your tounge in control khoka. With whom are you learning these languages nowadays, hmm??

Sh said to the boy in a stern voice, panting to the stroke of his dick.

She wanted to be her husband's Randy by just for fun, even came to Mohan's room to be her Randy for tonight! But she will never tolerate this defiance of her son as a mother.

He has no reason to think that he has got the right to insult his mother by abusing her because he got her body.

Santu regained consciousness after being slapped. He remember her mother is not really a Randy! But in the heat of the slap, the tension seemed to increase a hundredfold. Leaving one of his mother's tits  in Mohan's hand to pressed, he started crushing the other breast mercilessly and started giving waist breaking strokes to pramila devi.

Bringing semen to the tip of the dick, he dipped his face in between the tits and became crazy and told his mother
''- Forgive me. Mom I will never say again! Look at me. I'm so sorry. You're my good mom ... Best mom! My good mother!  Oooohhhh ... I'm Cumming .... please don't be angry with me mom! ... I love you maaaaa!"

There was a tingling sensation all over her body too and Santu's passionate cock spilled all the semen into the hot cavity of her naked mother. Squeezing her ass, he pressed his lower body to her mother's groin, the cock began to drip and drip the juice inside her own mother's pussy.

-Ooohhh ... Santuuuuuu! What did you do, honey? I am your mother! What sin you have made beta? Why did you do that? Why don't you listen to me .. Tell me baby! Tell me, do I love you less? I keep my all promises to you.... Then why ?...........ummmm ... Ahhhhh ... Hmmmm ... oops ... Ahhhhhhhummm ... ! Harder ... Fuck me hard beta and take all the juice out from my pussy ahhhh . I'm also cumming beta ... Im reaching the climax ! Hm...hm...hmmm...ummm ... Ummmmmmhh ... do it harder! Push push ... make me your Randy and fuck me beta.

As soon as the hot semen  filled her cunt, Pramila Devi suddenly forgot all her chastity and became a slut of her son. She forgot that she had just slapped her son just to use the word  'Randy'! She knows only a few bad words, 'fucking' is one of them.

Every time she said the word 'fuck', millions of ants seemed to bite inside her pussy together! Pramila Devi realized that she was going to commit a great sin, she was going to get an orgasm by her own son's dick !  Still she could not control herself. She put her fingernails on the boy's back, grabbed him like an eagle and lifted her ass from the mattress and started to experience the most exciting orgasm of her life. The whole body began to tremble with intense excitement. The skin on Santu's back was scratched by his mother's fingernails. Yet in the agony of the terrible happiness, there is the pride of masculinity on the mother!

Santu, the obedient son of the mother, started to help his mother by pouring his cock in the warm wet hole with all his strength to give the most pleasure of the orgasm to his mother.

Who knows why sanskari housewife Pramila Devi has been kinked to be Randy today!
Santu was shocked to see his humble shy mother lifting her ass from the mattress and stroking him  from the floor, just like julia Ann , he sees on porn.

The white jelly-like liquid is gushing out from the inside of the most secret hole of mother, splashing on the child's lower limbs.

Santu thinks there is a volcano inside his mother's pussy. The molten hot lava of that volcano is erupting  and burning his cock! Santu hugged his mother in his arms and kissed her like a lover. The whole body of him began to absorb the sweet sweetness of his sweet-speaking mother goddess. Mohan's presence in the house has been oblivious by then by both mother and son !

Just before dawn, with the nighty in her hand, she came out of Mohan's room naked and dragged her tired and devastated body back to her husband's room, ashamed, humiliated but satisfied.

TBC...

[jiivajothii]

Super update. Now Mohan and Santu will continue doing homosexual.

[Naveena komaali]

I thought the son is also a wimp like his father. How can he then make her orgasm. Mohan has respect to premi husband. But after seeing her son fucking her, he will start humiliating santu for disturbing and spoiing the fuck with premila. He should make him lick and clean his dick and fuck him in his ass.

[JACKY_451]

Super update. Now Mohan and Santu will continue doing homosexual.

Let's see ... How their life goes after this incident...keep reading

[JACKY_451]

I thought the son is also a wimp like his father. How can he then make her orgasm. Mohan has respect to premi husband. But after seeing her son fucking her, he will start humiliating santu for disturbing and spoiing the fuck with premila. He should make him lick and clean his dick and fuck him in his ass.

Keep reading you'll get your answer dear...

[Hotyyhard]

now starts the 3some fun waiting

[zulfique]

Now the husband out of anger is going to kill the son for fucking the mother and end up being behind bars.

[JACKY_451]

Part 7
The next morning Debangshu Babu was surprised to see a strange change in his wife's behavior. He thought he would have to do a lot of flattery, after such a big incident last night, he will not be able to go to close to her at all. He have to do all his own work, maybe even have to eat out that day. Who knows how long that will be going on! Debangshu Babu finds such a situation unbearable. It is better to fall on her   feet and beg to forgive him if needed. His own wife, what is the harm if he hold her feet behind others and beg pardon? He had prepared his mind like that. He woke up and saw his wife working in the kitchen. He kept a smile on his face, wondering how he started talking to his wife .

In the end, however, he did not have to do anything. Pramila Devi entered the room to take something and saw her husband awake and said,
- Oh, you wake up? Go wash your face, I'm giving you tea.

Her face is  little dull, but the tone of the voice is more sweet than the other day. Debangshu Babu saw that his wife was not making eye contact with him. Realized a little touchiness is still remains. In fact, who will explain to him that Pramila Devi is not able to make an eye contact with her husband's  in shame and grief ..

- oh yes...- Which of your shirt's button you were talking about? Give it to me. I will sew today.

Another surprise! Debangshu Babu is really surprised.

- That's the blue shirt, look  there ,hanging. But swe it with a matching button.
-  you don't have to say anymore. Would you please bring some cinnamon and raisins from the nearby shop? I'm thinking of making polao today .

Polao is one of Debangshu Babu's favorite dishes. The day after he kicked his wife, he would not have imagined such an unwelcome good fortune. His mind was filled with love and remorse for his wife.

He asked his wife in a deep voice,
- Listen, I'm sorry by heart. Aren't you angry with me for last night?

- No, Mister!
Folding the mosquito net in one corner of the bed, rubbing her hands on the bed sheet, said Pramila Devi.

- Really?

- Hmm! But please don't do that again. The pain is not on the body, but in mind. And you don't know how people do wrong things if they get hurt in mind !

- I will never do that  again, I promised.

Debangshu Babu got up from the bed, grabbed his wife's cheek with both hands and kissed her deeply on the forehead. Pramila Devi's shy smile leaves him breathless in his mind,
"Come on, the trouble is over so easily this time!"

Pramila Devi was bangd a total of ninety-seven times in two and a half months! In her own house, in the hands of her own son and a daily wage worker of Uttar Pradesh .even In the presence of her husband in the house. On the veranda, in the kitchen, in the bathroom, somewhere or other, they both undressed 'sanskari' Pramila Devi! Sometimes she had to lie down on the dusty floor, sometimes she fell on Mohan's dirty oiled bed and have to be fucked by mohan and her own son. After fucking, she had to go back to her husband, drowning her head and dusting her hips in humiliation. Every day , Fidelit Pramila Devi began to sink into the abyss of shame.

But during this time, strangely, the care to Debangshu Babu multiplied. In fact, to overcome her guilt, Pramila Devi devoted herself more and more to her husband's service. she became anxious all day long thinking about the ways to keep her husband happier, .Debangshu Babu saw fat accumulating in his body with unexpected caress, but his wife's face was always dry with some thought. When asked, his wife smiles and looks for a new way to please her husband.

There has been no difficulty in this change, on the contrary there have been more benefits. Being able to spend more time and mind on office work. And Pramila is making him relax as soon as he gets bored with his works. Debangshu Babu, completely unaware of the dirty reality going on in the house, became pleased with his wife's behavior.

But she had to keep in mind everywhere, now that she has not one, but three husbands at home! In her middle age, Pramila Devi got involved in a new taboo game.

Throughout the day, whenever they gets a chance, Mohan and her son dragged pramila devi behind her husband's eyes and fucked her by making her a slum whore!

Her son, however, stays behind the tiger like a feud. Mohan uncle comes forward every time and after fucking his mother's self-esteem to the dust , he came with scared face.

But after fucking, the little respect left in the body is washed away by her son's greedy desperate fuck.

Every night Pramila Devi has to come out of her bedroom like a thief after putting her husband to sleep. Her son and the painter stand outside the room anxiously. As soon as she came out, they dragged her to Santu's room or in Mohan's room , wherever they liked.

The reckless'Rashleela' begins.  Mother's secret place is glitter in front of her son and and other man's genitals. Their irritated scratch marks, bite marks, appeared on the soft skin of the whole body. After a long session, Pramila Devi, somehow pulled the body from their room and went to bed next to her husband, drowning in shame. Once she fall asleep thinking about her destiny .

Every night she has to save herself for Santu and Mohan.  she even have made her husband  happy with her body everytime he wants, otherwise he will doubt ! Pramila Devi has come up with a new way to cheat on her husband. With dirty talk She make  Debangshu Babu so horny that before entering into her pussy he ejaculate on her pussy.

Taking off nighty, crawls like a leopard,  she comes forward towards her husband, the appetite of the frightened deer in her eyes. Debangshu Babu can't do anything but turn off the laptop. His virtuous wife tells all the horny stories while squeezing his battered cock by inserting her hand near his thigh in his shorts.

- Hey, I'll say a bad thing. Won't you be angry?

- Uh ...  say ....!

- Too bad.

- Ooho ... Tell na?

-  you know what, swapna  forced her husband to fuck her in ass?  Her...her husband ... call her 'Pondmarani' (Assy) !

- What kind of word is this! Who's Swapna?
Even if he don't know, when he hear about the naughtiness of this unknown woman, his dick seems to be shivering.

- arey..,  house on the opposite side....Shymal da's wife , you know her!

Debangshu Babu's dick became more stiff. He is been attracted to this  hip-swying big tits neighbour bhabi for a long time! As he is a family man , that's why he has kept that desire in his mind like a decent man .

- You know, swapna sleeps naked every night she says doing this blood circulation become normal in the body.

- Good. You sleep too! In imagination
Debangshu Babu  seeing Shyamal da's wife lying naked next to Shyamal da !

- ui ma! You also become so naughty these days! Why should I sleep naked? I'm not a naughty women like swapna.

- ummm...is your swapna really that naughty?  Debangshu Babu unheedingly asked her wife.

- yesssss..very much. And do you know she fingering herself everyday while bathing ?

The melody of encouragement in his wife's throat too.

- Why , doesn't her husband fuck her?

- he fucked. But her cravings are much more than that, she doesn't get satisfied even if he fuckes her all day. . She has a girl of 18 . At this age .. all these. think how naughty she is ?

Debangshu Babu silently thinking something as his wife kept shaking his cock. Looking at his face, it is understood that his body is getting more and more excited.

- It would have been nice if Shyamal da's wife would have grabbed yours and shaken it like this!
With a big smile, Pramila Devi asked her husband ,while shaking his dick hardly.

- What nonsense are you talking about?
Even after saying this in his mouth, Debangshu Babu's dick grew up in a shiver. Pramila Devi feels it clearly in her fist.

- uhu ! Did I really tell you? I'm just kidding!

Shaking her husband's genitals, Pramila Devi whispered,
-  think about it once. Close your eyes? Look You'll feel good !

Debangshu Babu closed his eyes.
- suppose I'm swapna?
Pramila Devi pressed her lips to her husband's ears.

Debangshu Babu opened his eyes trembling with strange discomfort.
- Why are you doing this all of a sudden? What happened to you?

- did you  get scared?
Naked Pramila Devi goes down with an exuberant smile.
Well, ok, I won't say it again. What happened? Now close your eyes like good boy.

She lowers her face and gives a deep kiss to her husband's testicles .

Debangshu Babu  closed his eyes again in pleasure. And, without asking anything, he immediately remembered Swapna boudi of the next house. His wife is shaking his genitals vigorously with one hand and other hand is roaming all over his body .

suddenly Debangshu Babu  seems unfamiliar with the smell of his wife of so many years . Repeatedly it seems it is Rima's mother of the next door, Shyamal da's wife Swapna Baudi! The more he thinks, the more blood is boiling all over his body!

After getting so horny, he pressed his wife's tits and made them red. Pramila Devi slowly lowered her husband's hand into her hairy wet vagina. Debangshu Babu got up in electric shock  as soon as he touched Sapna Baudi's plumpy pussy in his imagination.

At that moment Pramila Devi understands perfectly that her husband is thinking of  another woman,  What a joke of fate, that's what she wants today ! Smiling at her husband's helpless closed eyes she shook his cock very fastly and said in a sweet whisper,
- just want to press the pussy? Don't you want to insert your finger in my pussy ?

In no time Debangshu Babu inserted two fingers into his wife's vagina, thinking it's swapna bhabi's pussy and started fingering her.

- Ahhhh ... ooohhhh ... put it in my ass? Don't you want it? Please...?
Pramila Devi said trembling and whispering.

No Debangshu Babu also put his finger in his wife's ass along with pussy. He put his fingers together in the two holes and started fingering.

Even  seemingly polite Pramila Devi, like a naughty slut, started encouraging her husband to fingering her ass . She thought to herself that the other two cannibals in the house would not leave his back either, today or tomorrow she will have to give up her ass too! Then if her husband suddenly found that the hole in his wife's ass has become a canal, what will she answer then? She has to  convinced her husband that two holes have been activated in his hand only. Pramila Devi pulls the muscles of her ass apart and inserts her husband's finger deeper into the hole. In a relaxed voice, she whispered in her husband's ear.

- I like to fucked in ass, you know, devar ji? I took the neighbors' cocks in my ass in exchange of money. Put your finger deeper ... more deeper! See the whole finger will go in! Iss ... yeah ... that way!

In Debangshu Babu's imagination, then Swapna Baudi is doing these kinds of naughty things, she is talking like a slut in joy of her ass fingering. Debangshu Babu whispered, rubbing his fingers inside the ass of Goddess Pramila

- Yes, I see! Your asshole have become quite big!

- Ahh .. auch! Won't it? All day long, all my neighborhood devars fuck me in my ahhuum...ahhh.

Being Swapna , Pramila Devi also started behaving naughty  with her husband. Meanwhile, thinking about the extreme nasty words he said, juice came out of his vagina!

- it can't be understand  from outside that you are really a naughty slut... You are such sex craving slut..
Debangshu Babu was at the peak of excitement then. He is squeezing and fingering both the love hole of his wife in extreme excitement.

- Yes, I'm so hungry for sex devar ji! But your Shyamal da just fuck my ass today. My pussy is still hungry! Devar ji  won't you satisfy her hunger?

Hearing the word of Shyamal fucking her ass in Pramila's voice, in a terrible jealousy-filled discomfort the semen suddenly came to the very tip of Debangshu Babu's cock .

- hurr! Stop all this. All the nonsense!
Decent Gentleman Debangshu Babu got up in a sweat and opened his eyes and in order to hide his excitement he protested loudly.

- Then fuck me! I am more hungry than swapna! Punish me very hard with your cock. It's craving for your dick, you know with your cock! Fuck me .... fuck, honey ...i want to feel the pain!

Debangshu Babur body filled with extreme energy in his wife's fierce sensual voice. But the man who has already reached the seventh peak of excitement , how will he climb to a new peak! In a fit of rage, he threw her on the bed, inserted his dick in his wife's pussy , and as she expected Within 1 minute after giving 7,8 strokes he came in and fall on her.

Then he fell asleep early in exhaustion . After sleeping her husband, Pramila Devi's secret Night adventure begins. Women's  know all kinds of tricks, Pramila Devi did not have to learn all these new things !

One day, they were just about to be caught by the neighbour Malay Babu . In the middle of that night, Mohan had brought her to the courtyard while fucking her in his lap . In the moonlight, her plumpy cunt was drinking sweet juice of Mohan's dick  on the wet ground of the yard. Her son was pressing her tits crawling next to her and was watching her mother's fucking. God knows what Malay Babu went out to do in the middle of the night. The light of his torch fell in the middle of the their garden.

- hey....? Who's there? Who..?..
He said coming  in front of the gate .

To escape from his sight, they hide behind the kamini tree, completely naked! Pramila Devi was trying to hide herself like a thief inside her own house ,she was feeling to sink to the ground in shame. In between she was surprised and felt Santu is eating her asshole!

"Did he completely get out of hand? Doesn't he have any respect for his mother? Respect is far away, does he even consider me as his mother at all?"
Pramila Devi thought in her mind while standing holding branches of the Kamini tree, clenching her teeth, moaning , feeding her ass to her own son. On the other hand, Guru Mohan, the master of all plays, is licking her pussy by extending his hand, twisting the nipples !

Thank god  timid Malay Babu did not shout or enquired any more, after a while he left without getting any response. After pouring pussy juice on the Santu's face, Pramila Devi came out from behind the bushes and said in a harsh voice that day, she should never be taken out of the house again.

Every household shopping from marketing to groceries  Debangshu Babu was doing everything , as he became a servant of the family. On the other hand Mohan is just eating twice a day in his money and  behind his back is fucking his darling wife together with his son !

Poor simple Debangshu Babu  can't understand anything. He became very happy to see that Mohan is willingly clearing the grass of the garden, watering the trees, and some others work too. he did not even get a glimmer that this  treacherous snake  is regularly watering the garden of his beloved wife,  !

He smiles and talked with Mohan. If he brings any food from the shop, he brings  extra thinking about Mohan. Asks regularly about his family. Debangshu Babu is a sane citizen.

Not being able to help the people in the misery of the corona virus around him, he started fulfilling his share of responsibilities by taking care of all the advantages and disadvantages of the person taking shelter in the house. Decent man Debangshu Babu is not treating him like a  laborer, he started treating Mohan like a guest.

On the other hand, his wife Pramila Devi had to pay the ultimate price of his guest hospitality  behind him! Meanwhile, the government announced that the lockdown going to stay for few more days. This means that the period of house arrest is extended!

Forgetting the tension of not meeting with his family member for a long time, Mohan started dragging Pramila Devi behind her husband's eyes now and then. Santu came forward to take part in the hunt with the hyena's quiet steps behind him. In those few days, the culture-minded elegant house became a strange illict sex arena.

But but So there is no reason to think that Mohan and Santu have become friends. Mohan tried several times to talk to the son of his secret keeper, but Santu,  each time after ejaculation, a strange alien rage grows on that man.

A useless painter, took refuge in the house for a few days in danger, but he turned his world upside down! Her mother is her pride, goddess of respect, pride of this house. This insignificant worker from Uttar Pradesh has turned that 'pride' into dust.

He made his decent living mother a slut..whose identity is nudity today! No, Santu couldn't forgive Mohan. He couldn't even forgive his mother. Even himself !

But the illicit intoxication is dragging him to the deep abyss of the dirt. Santu doesn't know the way to float again, he is drowning in the dark mud of sin every day. He learned to breathe anew under water, sexual orientation has taken place in the life of mother and son. Life goes on at its own pace.

TBC..

[sexycharan]

Superb update. Thought Premila would have made her husband lick and drink the sperm of mohan in the fit of anger. No guilt. No happiness either for punishing her husband.

[drillhot]

Confused minds. Cant understand what each are planning on. Good way to go.

[JACKY_451]

Part 8

Not friendship, but mutual understanding has developed between Santu and his mother's illegitimate lover. Both of them want a woman, so they are the Fuck- companion of each other. If Mohan doesn't come forward, Santu doesn't have the courage to remove his mother's clothes. Even mohan will also be in trapped if santu told anything to his father, then he will lost this royal hospitality of his father. So Mohan tries to flatter Santu whenever he can. Except for the time of fucking Pramila Devi. At that time Mohan became a monster, a fucking-monster! In front of Santu, he fuck his shy mother by tearing her into pieces. He satisfy Pramila Devi's hunger for so many years with his huge cock. Every time Santu Waits for his turn to come.

Maybe now you think that Santu doesn't fear of anything , you r wrong, There is not only one fear of Santu. Fearing to touch her mother's naked body, he prevents his fear by seeing his mother being humiliated by the worker. Santu's solar system then rotates counter-clockwise. 

And his relationship with his mother? The definition of that relationship can not be found in any dictionary! Everything has changed. Not for long, like forever! Where the affection seems to have been suppressed. Seeing her son, Pramila Devi now runs away like a thief. She is acting to be his mother in front of her husband, but she knows in her mind that now she is not the mother her own son, she is becoming a slut of him day by day! Every day she thinks she will not go to them, she will not be caught in the hands of the two who are robbing her honor . Even so she doesn't know when she become weak infront of them. Like heroin addiction, sometimes the desire for secret obscenity is aroused. She can't control herself at all , Seeing the genitals of other men sheltered in the house, her whole body trembles when she touches the hard genitals of her son !

She always thought she will not allow this behaviour of them again. But then, when she enters the bathroom while bathing , he keeps the latch of the door open again in an illicit hope.
When she took off her clothes, she went to close the window pane of but thinking something she opened it again. She went to mohan and Santu's room again and again and leaned in front of them without any reason, looking at their hungry gaze towards her breasts her nipple gets erect in a sensual pleasure. Going to santu, without any hesitant she asked for his underwear to wash, and before wash, she looked around like a thief, dipped her face in the underwear and sniffed the youthful smell her son. Sticks out her pink lips she kissed of the sopt of Santu's dick on his underwear. . She rubbed her tongue and tasted it, then smiled softly and washed the semen on it with her own hands. In between all this, the gap between her legs seemed to get wet unknowingly. And then if they grab her and fuck her, what will she do to stop them.

Even after all these she cannot forget her own existence, she started burning in shame and remorse, ,even having her husband's mangalsutra on her neck she has to serve two dicks at the same time , Neither of the two is her husband!

At night, Pramila Devi, a quiet gentlewoman, informing the whole house gets the orgasm from husband. She do Puja wearing Only a peticoat upto her neck. When went to give santu and mohan 'Prasad' they pressed her tits. 

Nowadays, after taking a bath, she tie the corset on her chest but thinking something she falls that off from her chest .

She keeps unbuttoned her Nighty nowadays , seeing herself on the mirror she gave herself a smile like a slut of two men. That smile merged again with her son and the painter's cruel rubbing on her breasts and with sensual monster fuck.

Santu sees his mother trying to treat him normally in front of his father, but every muscle in his mother's body trembles under the pressure of that effort. As before, his mother calls him to tidy up his clothes, wash his clothes, she do his bed, puts his books on shelfs, and as before, he calls him khoka(baby).
 But everything seems is wrapped up in a dilemma.

He thinks his mother is acting every moment. Acting to be mom, acting to be a good wife, acting to be goo decent women! Santu also falls to the ground ashamed of his deeds. He can't talk with his mother's properly. But he tries to be strict. 

Forcefully he tries to have a normal chat with the mother in front of father. But Santu looks for his charming uncle when he is hidden from his father's eyes. When uncle will come and take off his mother's sari, he will wash all the respect from her body with his black dirty cock, when he will be immersed in the fantasy of his fantasy bitch fairy.

The more Pramila Devi, a housewife, wants to escape, the more she becomes a prisoner of sex.

While husband was sleeping in the afternoon, Mohan and Santu pulled Pramila Devi out from her bedroom and fuck her on the dormat outside . They did not listen to Pramila Devi despite repeated interruptions. Finally, one day, Debangshu Babu woke up, knocked on the door to come out, and in fear the two of them fled from there by left her naked.


Somehow wearing the nighty , with an excuse Premila Devi opend the door and get revealed that day . Santu's courage was increasing day by day. He knows that he is no longer alone, he has got a strong fucker man like Mohan uncle with him.

The water has flown so far, Premila Devi's opportunity to protest is over long ago. Now she can't even tell her husband what she has done for so long. Can't answer, if every day if she get bangd at her own home, then in which illicit happiness she shut her mouth till today.

So, despite enduring extreme humiliation, she have to keep her head high and live like a skilled actress. While Debangshu Babu was sitting in the dining room for lunch, Santu fucked her on Debangshu Babu's bed by pushing her nighty upto her waist with the help of fucker mohan. Even while cooking in the kitchen, well-educated Premila Devi had to pick up her sari and give her pussy to be fucked by mohan and santu. She had to kneel in front of her son and take his cock in her mouth. Suddenly when husband came, she had to gave an excuse to pick the dropped spoon. While making dal she had to lick Mohan's dick. Filling her pussy with painter Mohan's dick she had to cook egg curry for her husband. Premila Devi's self-esteem was being shattered, her pride of chastity was being shattered every day.

Santu also gets a share of his mother's body every time as he keeps his mouth shut. He tries not to look at his mother's angry, humiliated face . However, when he look at the sweet and charming face, she fuck her mother harder and harder! He is only not allowed inside the bathroom while she bathing. At that time he had to stand outside and watch so that if his father came by chance he will let inform inside the bathroom. Mohan uncle then bathed his mother inside the bathroom. While guarding the door, Santu hears his humble soft-spoken mother's sensual moan. Sometimes he can understand in the thumping sound, that the painter is hitting the hammer in the love hole of his loving mother! At the same time his ears also on his father's feet, he always keep his eyes on the door of his father's room .

For some reason if Debangshu babu came out of his room he gave a danger alert by knocking on the bathroom door. The commotion inside the bathroom stopped, the sound of Pramila Devi's moaning slowly decreased at zero level. Then locking the door more perfectly the two of them fucked quietly. Santu divert his father from there with different excuses .

This is going on day after day. In her husband's service, however, Pramila Devi did everything. On the contrary, she has poured out his heart and soul to overcome his guilt.

Every day of the week, Debangshu Babu's favorite dish is cooked at home now. Pramila Devi replied with a sweet smile even though her husband was rude. She always keeps her husband in a cool mood. She puts everything in front of his hand before asking for anything he needs. Seeing the attitude, it seems that she is worships her husband in the sense of the gods! 

In a nutshell, day by day she is becoming a decent soft spoken .....horny slut behind her husband. The atmosphere of the revered Bhattacharjee's house started getting dirty very secretly. Although there is still a lot to see by Premila Devi !

TBC

[JACKY_451]

santu and mohan will tear her pussy

Let's see..