Incest Chat leads to Sins by Vinman

[manigopal]

 
The rest of evening was spent in me being close to Mami and touchin her, holding her more often. She was getting used to it and perhaps enjoying it too. Small towns don’t have much to do at night apart from perhaps making love.
 
The next day too was spent the same way, only difference, it was a white Yogapant when I came for lunch and that was looking more risqué. As I came back in the evening, I had to take Mami to the Ayurvedic doctor clinic for some checkups. Did so and on the way back stood at a famous snacks shop and like every female Mami too had a weak spot for Gol-Gappas. I was not much interested in those Gol-Gappas but Mami took one and fed me. People around us perhaps saw us as a couple and envied me, though would have thought that the girl is elder than the boy. Mami’s dupatta had moved aside bringing to view a glorious cleavage which I ogled at, Mami looked at me a bit anxiously, I leaned into her and whispered “kya karun, meri Girlfriend hai hee itni sexy ki nazar nahin hat ti” she got floored and just smiled.
 
As we were gorging on spicy snacks, a group of 3 boys came and commented about Mami, I was ready to take on them but then Mami stopped me and to make me focus on something else, fed me gol-gappa prompting one joker from the gang of three to comment
 
“hamein bhi khilao gol-gappe koi, khaa lenge”
 
This was too much for me. I went ahead and confronted them, in the melee which other customers too joined in, we beat living daylights out of them but had to take a few lusty blows and was a bit bruised. But it was worth it.
 
As we reached home, Mami got some Dettol and started applying. I managed to bear the pain and smiled.
 
M – hans raha hai
 
V – aur kya karun
 
M – chot lagi hai tujhe
 
V – so what. Aapke liye jaan hazir hai
 
M – kyon ji
 
V – bhool gayin aap meri GF hoi. Meri jaan
 
M – chal hat… and hits me playfully.
 
V – Aur meri jaan lag bhi bahut hot rahi thee
 
M – Achha ji
 
V – haan ji, aapne bhi toh notice kiya tha (I had cornered her by implying that she had seen me eyeing her assets and was fine with it)
 
M – kab dekha
 
V – Maami Gol-Gappe khaate waqt. Waise thank you
 
M – Thank you kyon
 
V – Itne haseen nazaare dikhaane ke liye.
 
She shyly smiled.
 
M – Vicky Thanks aaj mere liye bhidne ka
 
V – Welcome jaan but kya sukha sukha thanks
 
M – sukha sukha, geela kaise karun.
 
V – Bata deta hoon, promise karo aap kisi ko nahin bataoge
 
M – Promise
 
V – Aankhen band karo
 
She complies.
 
I planted a soft kiss on her cheeks very close to her lips.
 
M – ye kya thaa.
 
V – Sukhe ko geela karne ka tareeka
 
She smiled.
 
V - Jab tak aap yahan ho, kya main aapko dekh sakta hoon
 
M – maine kaunsa burqa pahena hai
 
V – aap samajh rahi ho main jo kahe raha hoon. Waise dekh sakta hoon jaise Gol-gappe khaate waqt dekh raha thaa….
 
M – Mujhe roti banana hai (she said and left)
 
As I was watching TV and pondering over day’s proceedings, I saw Mami in the same sexy white Yoga pant and a tightish top showing ample cleavage. I was not the one to leave this opportunity and stood behind ogling at her assets shamelessly. Then I couldn’t control myself and hugged her from behind and said
 
V – Maami can I call you jaan
 
M – Kya
 
V – Ab GF ke liye maan gayi ho toh jaan se kya problem hai
 
M – hmmmm point hai.. but only akele mein
 
V – Love you jaan (I said and gyrated my cock a bit into her ass)
 
M – Control control (and she laughed)
 
V – Nahin hota jaan and I planted a soft kiss on her shoulder
 
M – Vicky (her tone was a bit serious)
 
V – OK Jaan (was the response)
 
I was in two minds, whether to leave her or keep on hugging her. Her lush posterior charms persuaded me to stay there. I kept on hugging her from behind
 
V – Waise I don’t blame those jokers, meri GF is so hot
 
M – buttering
 
V – aap toh ho hee makkhan
 
M – Thanks (she smiled)
 
V – No sookha sookha thanks with me (I said and gave a peck on her neck from behind)
 
She squirmed a bit and smiled.
 
Her squirming caused a bit of friction between her ass and my crotch. Guess she loved it.
 
M – chal Vicky ab jaa
 
V – Nahin jaan
 
M – Vicky jaao
 
V – ok but pahele apni sexy awaaz mein kaho “ I love you Vicky”
 
Maami smiled at my request and then said in a sexy voice.
 
V – Thanks jaan (I said and disengaged)
 
M – sukha sukha thanks
 
I smiled and brought my face forward to receive a peck from her.
 
We had dinner and during the course of conversation I mentioned to her that she can watch movies, I had a collection of DVDs of both Hindi and English classics and many adult ones too. Obviously didn’t mention adult ones. I had a particular manner of keeping my DVDs in their jewel cases so if anyone took them out and kept it back, I could gather from the changed pattern that DVD was taken out and then returned.
 
We “thanked” each other about 3-4 times more till we turned in. Our jokes were now getting a bit more naughtier. During our talk got to know that Maami loved riding a bike but due to Mama had stopped so and seeing my Enfield, she had the urge to ride it. What else could I have asked for, a perfect opportunity to hold her tight from behind.
 
As we went to our respective rooms to sleep, I was thinking of the proceedings of the day and was by&large satisfied. I was stroking my cock thinking of Mami only. I had sworn to myself that before she left I will have tasted her. Either by hook or crook I didn’t care.
 
Suddenly I heard a scream from Mami’s room, I ran to her room, she was standing on the bed and there was a lizard on the floor about 6-7 feet away. She was petrified of Lizards. Another chance for me to become the hero, but this time the creature was not human but poor reptile. I used my heavy sandal to hit Lizard to make it unconscious and then immediately took a polythene and sealed it. The lizard had regained consciousness was trying in vain to get out of bag but failed. Seeing the movement in the bag, saw Mami getting more scared. I threw the bag towards the cliff.
 
Now I noticed Maami, she was wearing a pink nightie, which was pretty decently long coming upto her calves, but was reasonably tightish and was accentuating her curves. It had wide neck and was pretty deep cut. As she was hugging me and my hands were on her back and I realized that she was bra less. I was thanking the poor lizard, and thought of keeping one as pet for Maami to hug me 
 
After a few minutes, she disengaged.
 
M – Thanks Vicky. Mujhe chhipkali se bahut dar lagta hai.
 
V – Mujhe bhi kuchh khaas pasand nahin, zahereeli bhi hotin hain.
 
M – phir bhi tu uske peechhe pad gaya
 
V – ab aapko aise darte dekh aur kya karta
 
M – Thanks Vicky Thanks again
 
I smiled and she brought her face a bit forward.
 
V – Maami ab thoda zyada geela karunga.
 
She smiled and closed her eyes.
 
I leaned to plant my lips on hers and took my tongue to lick her lips. She didn’t part her lips for my tongue to gain entry but could make out she was enjoying the kiss. My hands on her back pulled her in towards me.
 
She tried to move away but I was too strong for her. Also in hindsight I think that she could have protested a bit more vigorously. Though she did not open her lips for tongue penetration but the protests had gone down in intensity a lot. After he felt that she was not protesting much, we disengaged.
 
We both looked at each other with a neutral expression.
 
I said “Ab fees badh gayi hai” (the fees has now increased) “bade kaam ki badi fees”
 
She kept silent and nodded slightly.
 
This time I again lifted her face and kissed her. My ability to kiss made her go weak. She was feeling very weak and then she opened her lips to welcome his tongue. This was the opportunity worth waiting for. I let my tongue probe her mouth. She was reciprocating. The hands were now behind my head mingling with his hair. The eyes closed. She felt I could kiss and here was using all my experience to impress the hot Maami. And impressed did I. She felt the huge difference in the way I kissed and others had. I licked her tongue, her lips, her face and as was about to move down to neck, she stopped me.
 
Mami said “Aaj ke liye itna thanks bahut hai” (enough of thanks today). This was music to my ears.
 
The next morning I left and even while going did mention about movies. On return in the evening saw the Basic Instinct movie been out of position of sorts. So was another of soft porn. I smiled.
 
V – motorcycle chalani hai
 
M – haan but kahan
 
V – Aap tayaar ho jaao, baaki mera kaam hai
 
M – She got ready in a yoga pant andtop and asked me for a jacket since it will be a bit chilly while riding a bike. I gave her something to wear over her top.
 
So here was my sexy Mami in a yogapant and a jacket which did not cover her juicy pussy and ass, ready to ride the bike on Himalayan foothills. I started the bike and took her to a more secluded spot. Roads were good and also less steep.
 
Mami was a good rider and in a few minutes I was confident of her being able to ride on slightly tougher tracks. Having confidence in her, I decided to take her to more difficult terrains which were more secluded. While riding I was glued to her backside. My crotch and her posterior were in close contact.
 
She was being guided by me and we went to one of the finest view points in the vicinity. A place seldom visited but had a breathtaking view.
 
M – lovely view Vicky.. thanks
 
V – maami you ride well.. bullet achhi chalayi
 
M – Thanks. Garmi lag rahi hai
 
V – ye jacket khol do
 
Mami unzips the windcheater jacket she was wearing and lay in front of me. I was ogling at her.
 
M – kya dekh raha hai Vicky
 
V – aapko.
 
M – Vicky tune mujhe mere puraane din yaad dila diye…thanks a lot
 
I just got on top of her and started kissing her unabashedly on her lips. She was agitating a bit. I stopped and politely said “3-4 sookhe thanks ho gaye thhey aur ye toh Thanks a Lot tha”
 
I had my own logic.
 
We kissed for a few minutes. Deep French kiss. I held her boob but hand was pushed away. Had got into sideways position and pressed her ass. That too was discouraged but by the time kiss ended, I groped it 3-4times.
 
She avoided eye contact with me and very soon we departed for home. This time too I maintained contact while sitting.
 
We reached home and she went to her room and changed into salwar kameez and we had a very silent dinner. I didn’t go to her. Next morning too left without saying much.
 
I only came in the evening skipping lunch and giving a curt “meeting mein hoon” response to Maami’s call to check for lunch. Though I was creating tension but was still calm to check on her movie list. Good to know she was falling for English soft porn ones. I did add a double xx rated ones too. The plan was being unleashed.
 
Mami wanted to talk to me but didn’t know how to initiate post her bike ride. A few times she said Thank you for something, but I didn’t initiate a kiss.
 
Then she got a call from Mama that he was coming to visit us and take her to the Ayurvedic doctor. Like a good nephew I escorted them to the doctor and back. In the night I could make out some noise from their room. Next morning Mama left.
 
In the morning, I said Thank you for breakfast and pat came the kiss on my cheeks from Mami. She smiled and looked at me longingly for that approval. I didn’t oblige. The next time I said thanks she gave me a peck on my lips. I gave her a half smile. Don’t know what had changed but seemed had to do a lot with Mami and Mama’s night fight.
 
Who was I to complain?
 
There some mineal thing for which she said thanks, maybe trying to gauge my mood. I didn’t do much apart from giving a peck on her cheek. She looked at me and I left.
 
Unknown to her, before leaving, I had unlocked the door from inside. It was a small door that opened towards the lawn of the house and was generally hidden by a curtain. My guess is Mami didn’t know about it at all. It was in farthest corner of the house but good thing about it was that once in you could see what the person in drawing room was seeing on TV.
 
At around 12noon, Mami called me :
 
M – Vicky kya kar raha hai
 
V – Office mein kaam hai maami, bolo
 
M – Tu mujhse naaraz hai
 
V – Nahin toh maami
 
M – Phir tu aise ukhda ukhda kyon hai. Thanks ka bhi jawab dhang se nahin deta
 
V – hmmmm. Toh meri sexy maami ko meri kisses chahiyen
 
Mami was silent.
 
V – Achha lunch pe aaunga. But ek shart, white wali leggings pahen lena aur top jo hai kamar tak khatm hona chahiye. Khana achha bana toh thanks bhi badiya karunga.
 
M – kya banaun
 
V – jo tum chaho. Par pahenogi wo jo main chahun. Bolo manzoor
 
M – hmmm manzoor hai.
 
So at 1pm I pressed the doorbell and outcame Mami in the dress I had asked her to wear. The lovely white stretchable leggings / yogapant. Very tight around her rounded ass and formed a delectable camel toe in the front. Mami wore a top and tied a knot around the waist.
 
I just hugged her and patted her ass.
 
V – bahut sexy lag rahi ho maami.
 
She smiled.
 
I went to my room and wore only shorts, had removed my underwear too.
 
As I came out, she was bending forward in kitchen to pick something, I just went behind her and spooned her. Didn’t say a word but just let my crotch be in close contact with her ample ass.
 
She definitely would have felt my thick erect cock on her lush posterior. She took a lot of time in getting up.
 
We had lunch together.
 
Thanks Maami lunch bahut swaad hai.
 
M – sookha sookha thanks karega
 
I went to the kitchen disappointing her, kept utensils in sink, washed my hands and came back to her.
 
V – Kya lagta hai jaan
 
M – Mujhe nahin pata
 
I asked her to come to me and kissed her bang on lips.
 
V – Maami tu maal hai
 
She smiled. My hands kept their coverage area intact on her lovely rounded assglobes.
 
I almost dry humped her.
 
V – maami meri banogi, yahan ki stay yaadgaar ho jaayegi
 
She kept silent.
 
I brought one of my used vest, it was a sleeveless man vest. Pretty tight but comfortable. Gave it to Mami
 
V – Shaam ko jab aaun tab is legging ke saath sirf ye pahene milna.
 
M – hmmmmm
 
I left without doing or saying anything else.
 
At about 2.30pm she called me again
 
M – Vicky
 
V – ji maami
 
M – theek thaak pahunch gaya tha
 
V – ji maami
 
M – good
 
V – maami
 
M - haan
 
V – bas yahi poochna tha
 
Maami fumbles
 
V – you looked hot mami. Maami waise aapko pasand aaya tha jab main aapke peeche chipka hua tha kitchen mein
 
M – koi baat nahin
 
V – maami u have a sexy ass
 
Maami smiles but stays silent
 
V – maami mere liye ek baar ek haath apni ass pe rakkho
 
M – kyon
 
V – rakkho na
 
M – le rakh diya
 
V – ab press karo
 
M – kar diya
 
V – pyaar se
 
M – hmmm
 
V – socho mere haath hain
M – hmmmmmmmm
 
V – maza aa raha hai ?
 
M – hmmmmmmmmmmm
 
The call ends.
 
Maami was on fire now, wanted something to quench her thirst. Sexual thirst.
 
She siffed through some of the DVDs of movies and picked up one double rated. It was one of my favourites, off went her leggings and top, she was in her panties only and that too with one hand catering to her vaginal needs.
 
I had guessed correctly and went back home to enter from the back door and as I moved towards the living room, could hear her moans and that of the actress on display. My maami looked sexier. She was rubbing her nipples and pussy and had eyes closed and was moaning “aah aaah aaah Vicky”
 
I smiled and my cock swelled with a combo of pride and blood circulation. Without making any noise, I got into my birthday suit and first made a video of her in that state and subsequently picked up her clothes.
 
V – lovely maami jaan
 
She got startled and looked at me.
 
M – Vicky kapde de (tried to grab clothes and then started to run towards her room)
 
I chased her and held her by her hair.
 
V – kahaan jaa rahi ho maami jaan.
 
She vinced in pain and screamed.
 
I hugged her tight.
 
M – Vicky chhod de
 
I let her go but held her mane.
 
V – Jaan soch le, mere paas tera video hai. Agar meri baat maanegi toh izzat bhi bachi rahegi or maze bhi milenge ya phir soch le. Net pe daal doonga chup chaap.
 
M – Vicky nahin net pe nahin
 
V – toh phir
 
M – Main teri maami hoon
 
V – par tu saali maal hai aur abhi mera naam le rahi thee
 
I sat on the sofa and asked her to get water. She wanted her clothes, I let her have them. She just wore my vest and the leggings. She got water for me, I drank some and threw rest on the vest she wore, it showed her nipples.
 
She turned around in shame.
 
Now I went behind her and started his ever trustworthy strategy of kissing the nape of the neck and boobs press. As if it registered now, she tried to get away from him which resulted in heavy rubbing between his crotch and her ass. He was not the one to lose this opportunity. He pinned her down on the adjacent dining table and started licking her neck. She was bent backwards and his legs were on either side of hers. She was trying to wriggle away but was not shouting as her mouth was not pressed. Vicky in the meanwhile was licking her with some force and pace making her go weaker by the second in her resolve.
 
He pushed her arms over her head and held both slim wrists in one big hand and the other one went down south to give pleasure to her pussy lips. Even from above the leggings he made her squirm. He placed himself in such a manner that now he was kissing her bang on lips with the hand rubbing her clit very rough. Her resistance had by then assumed proportions of the token lip service offered by our politicians. After persuing for a couple more minutes he got up leaving her gasping for breath and more love. If there was victorious look in his eyes, hers were not showing any anger or remorse either.
 
He looked at her in her ravished state. She smiled for the first time and said “I know tere paas mera video hai aur tujhe mera jism chahiye.
 
He now relaxed knowing that now she was hers. She tried to pick her remaining clothes but he said “koi nahin aayega – aisey hee raho” (none will come – stay like this)
 
So here was the coveted Maami wearing an overexposing vest and a legging and roaming freely in her home with her nephew who is ready to fuck her brains out. He pulled her in and placed a soft kiss on her lips. She reciprocated and both indulged in the saliva exchanging project. The kisses had started becoming longer, passionate and the tongues were exploring each other much deeper. After they disengaged he held her in her embrace showing his dominance and control over her.
 
Now he went behind her and cupped her boobs. She also matched it by pushing her ass into his crotch. He was now planting a serious bout of kisses and boob presses bringing extreme pleasures to the gorgeous housewife. The guy was very skilful, she thought and was pleased. She was now on the point of on return. Her sexual urges, unfulfilled for quite some time now had taken over the semi-pious housewife role that she played.
 
He tore open the vest to see the twin peaks of glory and was mesimerised by the sight bringing pride in her eyes of having the ability to have a young male in trance even at her age. Females always feel proud of such acts and she was no exception. By now the scene was set. He lifted her over his shoulder and took her to her master bedroom. He wanted to own her and fuck her on his bed to show his control. She was not complaining either. Off went the leggings and came to view a satin panty of pink colour which was also on its downward journey in a few seconds.
 
Before his eyes lay the beautiful specimen of a female form. He was oscillating his vision between the clean shaven pussy lips and the boobs and then went for his ever tried and tested routine of boob kiss and lick and digit insertion in her pussy. The round movement of his index finger was making her go crazy like hell. Her nipples had become rock hard and her pussy was about to start dripping.
 
Her eyes were semi closed and she was moving her head from side to side. He then moved to lick her pussy and started lapping up all the juice on offer.
 
He fucked her in missionary position. (Not elaborating this part but their adventure in the bathroom)
 
She had the best fuck ever and she was wanting more but had to first work for their food. She called up Domino’s for home delivery of some food. His skill, his stamina and more over his cock had bought her hook line and sinker. She was his doll now.
 
After about 40mins, the delivery boy came to deliver the dinner and Vicky went to collect it only wearing his trousers. He was the man incharge and paid the delivery boy and gave him some tip as well.
 
The naked Maami moved to the kitchen to get some utensils.
 
He lay on the bed with his back against backrest and was in a semi-upright position. They had ordered pizzas and she was there with plates etc. He asked her to keep them aside and ordered the naked lady to sit on his lap. She obeyed.
 
Slice by slice the veg pizza went in, lick by lick he took off all the sauce he had spilled on her boobs, the cheese spilled on her navel. The pepper and chilli sachets given were liberally spread both over pizzas and the nude beauty. The lady had indeed became the spicy beauty. He was finding the spices hitting his tongue but the sheer audacity and the naughtiness of licking spices off the body of a mature beauty was too tempting for him to be ignored.
 
By now event the Maami’s skin had started burning due to the chilli powder flakes and the same of the peppers. To soothe her skin he brought out the ice cubes and rubbed the parts experiencing the chilli flakes. The sensitive nippies and the navel were the ones who bore the onslaught of the flakes and they were the ones now experiencing the icy cool treatment. If the ice was soothing the burning sensations of the skin it was creating havoc in the freshly fucked beauty’s mind with the sensations of licking, ice, burning sensation of flakes providing an exotic sexual cocktail for her to endure. She was shaking her head from side to side unable to control her excited state and started kissing the “kid” or the “master.”
 
The master had understood her state and tried to prolong her sexual agony for some more time.