Adultery My JOURNEY of being a NYMPHOMANIAC

[lamiyasqueen]

My mouth burned. The wet slimy load of Shyam sir on my face felt very warm as some of it fell into my mouth, I tasted it. Warm and mushy, it burnt my insides as I tried to spit it out. Kabir was holding my left arm tightly pinned down while Shyam sir unloaded on my face pulling his dick up and down to unload. Shyam Sir also held my right hand with his left hand and pushed me into the bed with his right knee.

I could hear Shyam sir's smirk through it all.

'That's a good girl Lamiya,' he continued. 'Here take the last bit of it from my time...here'

And he rubbed the load that stuck to his dick on my hair.

I lay there pinned down with cum on my face. When I had left home a few hours early, I thought that I would be happy to have had the chance to watch my movie and never imagined that my life from here on would turn into a movie. I wept but no tears rolled down my cheeks. And even if they did, they never reached down to my chin. I had the thick yucky white load on my face.

'Papa - me?' Kabir asked

'Why not. What's stopping you?'

And as Shyam sir gave Kabir the permission to fuck me now. Kabir's enthusiasm was sky bound. Before I could absorb all of the events I felt a pair of hands around my waist pulling me upwards. I resisted by trying to kick with one of my legs only to realise that it was a mistake. Kabir got hold of my leg that I tried to kick him with and easily turned me on my tummy and pushed me downwards into the bed. As I fell, I could feel him slap my ass very hard.

'Ahhhh,' I screamed.

'She likes it son...more,' I heard Shyam Sir say.

Kabir than sat over my legs and I could feel him literally sit on me. For the next minute of two, I was slapped for about 50-80 times on my ass. And each time I screamed to the glee of the father and son. They loved this torture on me. 

Shyam sir sat in front of me stroking his small shrivelled dick while Kabir continued spanking me.

'That is the way I treated your '. whore mom Kabir. And this is how you should treat your love Lamiya,' he said.

He then put his gaze on me. Strong willed that I was, I stared right back at him. If this was any punishment, so be it, but I will have my revenge I thought. And for a few seconds Shyam Sir's and my eyes met and stayed that way. Kabir continued spanking me.

'Why are you staring at me like that Lamiya?' Shyam Sir asked. 'You are angry?'

I did not reply. I even stopped screaming as I was spanked by now.

'Tell me Lamiya. Are you angry? Or you scared? Coz let me tell you - the fun hasn't yet begun. Kabir...enough spanking, lift her ass up.'

Kabir got off me and off the bed he then pulled me outwards towards him holding my waist. I held onto the bedsheet but to no vain. I simply pulled the bedsheet off the bed. My legs were now off the bed and my feet touched the ground. In moments Kabir spread my legs and was trying to push his cock into my bloody and wet vagina. Unfortunately he wasn't successful at first. He tried again and again. In frustration, he pulled back, lifted his right leg upwards and kicked me on my ass around my vaginal area. My frontal pelvic hit the wooden bottom side of the bed as I screamed. I fell on the floor and held my tummy hard as it hurt.

'KABIR' shouted Shyam sir, 'This is no way to treat a woman who you are fucking.'

'Papa, she is not behaving'

'She doesn't have to. You have her in your control. Don't hurry. Enjoy her slowly. Do one thing - try from front first.'

'I want from back. That's my favourite.'

'Ok ok. Wait let me help you'

Shyam sir got off the bed and walked to the end of the bed where I was lying, holding my tummy where it hurt. He held my long black hair from behind and pulled me up. I screamed again but before I could hear myself, Shyam sir pushed me back to the bed. He turned me around on my back and got on top of me. He sat on my tummy which already hurt so bad. I tried to push him but I couldn't.

'Kabir...spread Lamiya's legs and in between her hairy pubes you will find her pussy. From top here it will be easy for you to find it. Use your fingers first to locate and then push it in.'

Kabir followed his dad's orders as usual and I could first feel his hands around my pubes, then around my vagina and then I could feel the tip of his penis on my vagina.

'Ahhhhhhh.....plsssss...stop...' I moaned as Kabir pushed his cock into my pussy.

'She is still tight son. And her pussy is all yours.' said Shyam sir to Kabir as he continued to sit on my tummy and now pressing my both boobs with his enormous hands.

Kabir did not go slow. He rammed into me as if he was banging into a drum with a drum stick in a hard metal concert. His rod pushed in and out of me so fast, my vagina did not have the time to expand or contract. I think he made two thrusts every second. But then unlike his father he did not last long. I think he may have been in me for less than a minute as he cummed. And I could feel the hot cum from Kabir's rod flow through the insides of my vagina. The bloody MOTHERFUCKER unloaded himself into me. INTO MY VAGINA.

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