11-04-2020, 08:33 PM
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Chapter 4: Cheerharan
Next morning I woke up with a strong feeling of guilt. How could I let my guard down that too in front of my friend?Now, that the storm of passion had fully subsided, It felt kind of stupid to have done whatever happened the previous day considering how easy it could have been to avert the whole situation. Maybe, a a simple action like raising objection to Rajiv's actions initially when he brought mom into scheme of things would have done the job. But, now there was no point repenting whatever had happened. Moreover, Rajiv was very close to me and I was pretty sure that the things would remain between the two of us only. And if Rajiv tries to do anything similar in future, I will let him know of my feelings then and close the chapter for once and ever, I thought too myself as I raised myself from the bed to get ready for college.
During the whole day at college, I remained extra alert trying to pick up any signals which could help me ascertaining if Rajiv had told all others about the incidents of the previous day. But to my relief, there was nothing abnormal in anybody's behaviour at all. We discussed about girls, Mrs. Ritu and my mom as on any other day. Even Rajiv's behaviour was pretty normal. Even he didn't bring up the topic with me even when there was no one else around. Probably, he too was embarrassed, I thought. Anyways, I wasn't minding it a bit.
Days passed by. Around two months later..
Around two months later, I was in college when a peon walked in our class and handed over a written note to our teacher. After going through the said not, the teacher looked around as if trying to locate a student and called my name. She further announced that the principal had received a call from my father with a message for me. It seems that a distant relative who lived in Karnal had died and both of my parents have had to rush to Karnal urgently. Further, the teacher informed me that I could get the house key from the aunty next door, Mrs. chadha.
Karnal iss a far off place from Delhi and I was sure that they won't return to home before late evening. Now, it was customary in our group that if anyone's parents weren't there at home, he would invite all others to his home. We would then watch a lot of porn. And now that my parents were out for long that day, I invited them all to my home.
The moment I announced the invitation, I could sense a twinkle in their eyes. They all readily accepted my invitation and it was decided that we would group at my house at 3.30 in the evening. Kartik who had a friend running a video library was given the task to arrange and bring with him latest porn VCDs.
After the college finished, I reached home , collected the keys from the neighbour changed clothes and had my lunch. Now, mine was a 3 BHK apartment and the VCD player was connected to the television set in my parent's room, the master bedroom. I checked if it was working fine by playing a movie VCD that I had at home. It was all fine.
Naman, Mohit, Vikas and Deepak reached home at 3.30 while Abhinav and Rohit joined around 5 minutes later. I guided them all to the master bedroom. We chit chatted as we anxiously waited for Kartik and the CDs that he was tasked to bring along with him. Mohit was telling us all about a new porn scandal that he had seen on net when out of nowhere Naman asked pointing at me, ' yeh tere parents Ka bedroom hai na?'. 'Haa', I said. ' Isi bed pe chudti hogi Teri Randi Maa there baap se, saali' came next from Naman as he moved his hand on the bedsheet as if trying to extract some sort of pleasure out of it. All others followed and soon there were 6 pairs of hands trying to feel my mom's body by touching the bedsheet she might have been fucked on the last night.
Soon, Kartik arrived and so did the VCDs. He had got 5 of them. 'Woh wali mil gayi na?' Deepak enquired from him with a little concern. 'Saari wohi wali hai', Kartik replied with a smile. I observed a wry smile and a contentment on every one's face after the confirmation from Kartik. Everyone other than me seemed to be understanding but I was somehow not aware of the context. But then, I thought to myself that maybe by 'woh wali', Deepak was referring to porn CD. 'What a stupid question to ask. Obviously he would have got porn CDs only' I thought to myself.
Kartik handed over the first VCD to me and with many doubts still overwhelming my thoughts, I proceeded to insert it into the player. All the guys settled down on the bed in obvious anticipation of what was going to come up the screen. Thankfully, kartik's arrival had resulted in change of topic and no one was now discussing my parent's bed or moving their hands lustily over the sheet.
First CD contained six short movies all of them featuring foreign porn actors. 'Abey, pehle Indian lagao, usmein zyada chudai ki masti hogi', opined Deepak. All others seemed to agree as Kartik handed me another VCD to be played. "Sex ki diwani" was scribbled with a marker on this CD. It was a single movie that started with a middle aged lady sitting on couch with her husband and asking him to take her out for a movie. The husband however seemed to be more interested in managing his business and refused. The story moved ahead and in first ten minutes it was evident that the actress was playing a wife whose all physical and emotional requirements have been left neglected by her husband. 'Bhai Amit, tere dad bhi bahut busy rehte hai, Renu aunty ko chodte hai ya Nahi?', Naman asked smilingly. Somehow, he was intent to chat about her today. I didn't know what to say and simply replied 'Pata Nahi. Tu movie dekh' as I tried to steer away the discussion to something other than my mom. He laughed sheepishly and went back to watching movie. But before I could take any pleasure out of emerging successful in changing the topic of discussion, Mohit said ' Chodte bhi honge to bhi saali ek Lund wali aurat Nahi hai iski maa, Bahar bhi Khub muh maarti hogi'. I didn't say a word this time thinking that maybe my objection was giving them an extra pleasure out of teasing me. But even that didn't seem to work as Rajiv asked Mohit, ' kya keh Raha hai bhai, tune Dekha saali ki Kisi k sath?'. Rajiv's involvement in the scheme of things was particularly worrying for me as I was scared that he might disclose how we both had cummed on my mom's pics to the whole group. I had to stop this from going on any further. Pulling a bold face and pretending to be un-rattled by the discussions so far, I remarked pointing to the screen ' oh, Sahi Milf hai Yaar yeh' refering to the female lead on the screen and hoping that they would start discussing her rather than my mom.
That achieved its objective as the attention of the group was momentarily diverted to that actress in the movie but not for long.
After around 20 minutes of play, a young boy made an entry in the movie as neighbour's son and the female lead seemed to have developed a strong crush for him. 'Agar yeh aurat Renu aunty Hogi to yeh khushnaseeb ladka hum dosto mein se hi koi hoga, shayad', Vikas said thereby again bringing everyone's attention back to my mom. I was a still thinking about a counter strategy to change the topic again. But before I could do that, he again said 'kya maal lag rahi hai saali saree mein, Mann Kar Raha hai isko yahi nangi Kar du' as he picked up a photo frame from the side stool that had my parents pics framed in it. No one seemed to be interested in the movie anymore as the photoframe changed hands and my mom received expletives laden comments from each one of them. 'Mujhe mangalsutra fetish hai. Is Randi Ko mangalsutra pehna k chodunga. Kya mast lagegi jab yeh Lund pe uchhlegi aur mangalsutra iske boobs k beech mein' Abhinav said as his fingers ran on mom's mangalsutra in the photo. 'Mujhe to yeh mangalsutra Apne lode pe lapet Kar is raand se Lund chuswana hai' Rajeev jumped in the chat. 'Kash mil Jaye Teri maa, sirf ek Raat k liye', Mohit said as he was back in the mix. He was staring at mom in the photo when he said that, probably stripping her in his imagination as he passed it on to Kartik.' Gazab ki Randi hai behen ki lodi' remarked Kartik as he handed the photo to me. 'What do I do now??' I thought to myself as I placed it next to me on the bed hoping that no one noticed and this would end for good now. But then Deepak ordered' Tu bhi bol kuchh sale, tujhe bhi to Pasand hai yeh kuttiya'. How did he know that? This was probably the first sign in two months that meant that Rajiv had told them about our misadventures. Thoughts ran through my mind utterly confusing me again. I was horny, scared, worried and confused, all at the same time. And I had to respond to Deepak's call as well. I simply said 'badhiya hai' as I placed the frame in Deepak's hands who seemed to be demanding it by extending his arm towards me. 'Sharma mat, saale. Sirf badhiya Nahi, raand hai yeh. Pata nahi kitno ne Lund hilaya hai isey Soch kar' he said as he gave it to Naman finally who said,' haye raand, man Kar Raha abhi hila Lu ispe' Despite my best attempts, things were getting worse to worst and I was back in the same situation as the other day with Rajeev.
I had to stop that from happening. I had to do something and I had to do it before the situation worsened any further. The fact that the porn on screen was too slow and almost a soft porn was not helping my cause either. The fact that they found discussing about mom more hotter than the porn was a testimony to the fact that the movie was not that good. 'Maybe that's the window of opportunity I am looking for' I thought to myself as I stood up announcing 'yeh porn bekaar hai, doosri cd lagata hu'. I desperately tried to change the topic of discussion once again and it seemed to work once again.
There was another cd on which 'xxx' was scribbled with a red marker. I was pretty sure that this one would be more of action and probably will keep them away from discussing about my mom. I was hoping desperately for it to work. And it worked just fine for the initial few moments. That cd contained around 20 clips of duration of 10-12 minutes each and all those clips had Sunny Leone in the lead. Perfect. Sunny Leone happened to be a favourite of each one of us as she was videsi enough to try things that Indian women won't do in a porn movie and yet was desi enough to strike the right chords with the desi guys. I was pretty sure that any discussion about my mom was off the table atleast for the duration of this CD.
The first clip featured her in an interracial sex with a big dick African who banged her from both sides. She definitely had turned every one on with her act. I could judge that from the bulge in everyone's trousers. By the end of the clip, Naman had even started moaning lightly 'aah sunny meri Jaan, Mera bhi le le chut mein'. This was an encouraging sign. I wanted them to concentrate only on Sunny Leone. Even though I wasn't horny enough to moan, but even then, just to reinforce their their behaviour , I too sighed 'wah raand, chud jaa saali mujh se bhi'.
The next clip featured Sunny in a more desi avatar. It was around her being referred to as an 'asian slut' as she got banged by a white dude in a typical Indian ghaghra choli. It was a dream come true for all of us as it satiated our wild desires and fantasies around a desi cunt. For the last 20 minutes, Sunny leone had successfully arrested their focus on herself and my plan was working well.
It was the third clip that changed everything. It was a gangbang clip with eight young dudes taking sunny simultaneously. The moment it started, Vikas announced," yeh Sahi hai, aisa lag Raha hai Jaise Renu Randi hum sab Ka le rahi hai...Amit , tera bhi". Everyone other than me had a good laugh. Naman said" yeh Sahi Kaha bhai, yeh sunny Leone Nahi humari apni Randi Renu aunty hai, aur Jo is time chut maar Raha ai aunty ki, Woh mein hi...aah, Chod Di saali ki chut'. In a split second, all my plan that seemed to be perfect had crumbled down to pieces and my friends were back to fantasising about my mom. I couldn't now change the cd as everyone seemed to be enjoying it and I didn't have a plan B.
'Aur yeh jiska Lauda Teri maa ke muh mein hai, Woh mein hu' Deepak remarked. Abhinav and Kartik assigned themselves the roles of the dudes who were being jerked by Sunny leone in the clip and my mom in their imagination. 'Mein to aunty Ka doodh pee Raha hu, uff' Rajeev said sighing heavily as he assigned himself to the role of the black dude sucking Sunny's breasts in the clip. Mohit said 'Aur mein Renu raand ki navel pe kiss Kar Raha hu air tummy pe slap Kar Raha hu kuttiya ki'. 'Mujhe to saali ke toes suck Karne hai' Vikas remarked. 'Par ab Amit kya karega?' Vikas continued. 'Amit apni maa Ka husn chudte Dekh apna Loda hilayega' Mohit replied as everyone burst into laughter. They seemed to be enjoying humiliating me now. And sadly, I had not been able to come up with any idea to change the topic of the talk.
My mom , me and sometimes even my dad were verbally abused by my friends as the clip played on. They kept changing positions fucking my mom in their imagination as the guys did that in the clip. And in their imagination I was a cuckold son who had offered his mother to his lusty friends so that he could have a good shag seeing them ravage her body. I was feeling utterly embarrassed now.
' I should stop them now and tell them that it was not ok in clear words. Probably they will stop after they realise that their actions are emotionally hurting me' I thought to myself. 'Arey yaaro bas karo ab Renu Renu, kuchh aur Baat karte hai. Mujhe Maza Nahi aa raha' I announced with authority as It was my home they they had gathered in. I hoped that this direct objection would work.But I was wrong. May be This objection came too late from me and these guys had already crossed the line much earlier. ' Tujhe Maza Nahi aa raha?saale Lund khada hai tera poora apni maa ki chudai ki kahani sunkar aur bol Raha hai Maza Nahi aa raha' Kartik reverted jokingly as all others giggled looking at my bulge in the pants. 'Arrey, Amit kehna Chah Raha hai ki isey bhi chodni hai uski maa, sirf Loda hila ke Maza Nahi aa raha', Mohit added as everyone laughed out. ' Tu hamare jaane me baad akele mein chod liyo bhai, isse zyada Lund le Nahi payegi Teri Randi Maa' Kartik concluded as everyone was back to doing what they were doing earlier. This was the last hope I had and even it seemed to be failing.
I thought maybe I had to be more stern in my objection now and was about to issue them a strong objection when suddenly Deepak rose from the bed and walked to the corner of the room where my mom's footwear was housed in a cabinet. He picked up the one with heels and walked back to the bed with a naughty grin. 'Yeh Dekho behen ki Lodi ki heels, yehi pehen Kar raand Mardo ke saamne gaand hila Kar chalti hai' he said as everyone looked at him with curiosity. I knew, even Sunny leone had failed today.
After the photo frame it was now the footwear that was going around with comments flowing as it changed hands. 'Amit, Randi se boliyo ki jab tere dost chodne aayenge to heels pehen ke chude,', Abhinav said with a long sigh as everyone almost clapped at this thought. ' Haa, kapda koi Nahi Hona chahiye Uske shareer pe. Sirf mangalsutra, nathni, ear rings, bangles and toe rings aur haa heels bhi' Mohit added. I observed that Naman sitting at the other corner of the bed had already got his dick out of his trousers and was rubbing it on the top surface of the heels with his eyes closed probably imagining the scene others were narrating.
'Wah Naman, chod behenchodi saali ko' exclaimed Vikas as he too noticed the action at Naman's corner. 'Haye Renu, ek baar chumne de tere pairo ko randi. Mil Jaye to Khub ragdunga Lauda tere pairo pe saali' Naman said as he increased the pace of fucking mom' heels. This was having an effect on everyone as nobody was anymore interested in how sunny was getting roughed up in the movie. Vikas took the other foot and remembered' mujhe Lagta hai saali ne blue saari ke sath yehi heels pehni thi annual function pe. Randi ki Moti gaand bahut uchhal rahi thi us din. Kamaal Ka maal lag rahi thi, gashti Sali.'
My position was deteriorating fast. I was caught in the same paradox again as with Rajiv. All this talk was waking my own hidden desires for mom's body even though I was trying to control my horniness. I collected all the willpower left in me as I prepared to mount a final challenge to prevent them from talking about their desires for the mom's body. ' Chup ho jao yaaro. Yeh kya chutiyapa hai. Porn dekhne Aaye the to porn hi Dekho na yeh kya baatein Kar rahe ho. Mujhe theek Nahi lag Raha. Bas karo ab' I blabbered with a stern voice. I knew that if this didn't work, I would be left with nothing in my arsenal to defend my own desires getting exposed and being humiliated and therefore gave my best try at sounding serious about my concerns. I had thought that this would stop them in their act atleast for sometime but that was not to me.
As soon as I finished speaking, I saw Rajiv passing a smile and winking at Mohit as they both laughed out loudly. 'Chup saale, chutiya Bana Raha hai naatak Kar ke aaj' Mohit shouted back at me which was followed by everyone else laughing together. 'Natak? Aaj?' These two words in Mohit's shout struck me really hard. What did he mean by that?How did he conclude that I was pretending to be upset today? Why did Rajiv wink at Mohit? Why did everyone laugh at my such a strong warning? Connecting all these dots, I realized that maybe my worst fears had come true. May be Rajiv had told everyone else in the group about what had happened at his home the other day.
Now, apart from feeling horny, embarrassed, confused, humiliated I started feeling scared as well. There were many thoughts going on in my mind.' Maybe I was overthinking and their reactions were just in heat of the moment' I thought to myself. I so dearly wanted to confirm if Rajiv had told everyone to end the mental agony but didn't know how to confirm that. After all, I could not have enquired about it directly from Rajiv in everyone's presence. That would be akin to telling everyone myself even when Rajiv had not disclosed it to anyone. And calling Rajiv out for a private chat now was also out of question. I felt helpless and stayed quiet.
As I was busy in my own thoughts, Abhinav stood up and walked to the VCD player. 'Kuchh badhiya lagao Yaar, sunny ki chudai dekh Dekh kar bore ho gaye' he declared. It was a rare moment of relief for me that evening. I hoped that maybe the other CD he was going to play would be good enough to keep them from discussing about mom for sometime. But, gods were not kind to me that day. Before he could remove the existing cd from the player and play the other CD, Kartik jokingly commented, 'Bhai ab to Renu Randi Ka porn Dekh Kar hi Maza aayega lode ko. Amit saale koi Ghar ki CD dikha de.Renu Aunty Ka video Dekh ke hilayenge.' Everyone laughed out loud and before I could utter a word, Abhinav had already opened the drawer of the VCD player cum TV cabinet. His eyes shined as he looked back at all others with three VCDs in his hands. 'Dosto, Maza aa Gaya' he announced as he passed on the three VCDs to others. I observed that the first CD was that of my parent's wedding. The second was that of my first birthday party and celebrations and the third VCD contained miscellaneous videos and photos from our various trips and social gatherings. Seeing them Rohit remarked ' Pehli cd raand ki suhagraat se pehle ki, doosri cd Randi ki Nayi nayi chudai ke baad wali aur teesri cd Randi ki routine chudai ke aas paas wali. Laga shadi wali cd. Ab Mila hai asli porn'
Abhinav inserted the marriage CD. The video started with solo pics of both my parents. Seeing my mom's pics, Naman who had already been jerking his dick on mom's heel sighed out' kya lag rahi hai kamsin jawani' as he started jerking even more frantically. ' Yaar jab bhi chodne ko milegi saali ko pehle dulhan ki tereh sajayenge Uske bad nangi karenge raand ko' moaned Kartik as he too started rubbing his bulge over his trousers. Soon, her pics were replaced by my dad's solo pics in the movie. 'Kaash is chutiye ki jegeh mein Hota, Raat ko randi chodne ko milti Woh bhi kunwari virgin chut wali' Abhinav blabbered as his bulge had further increased since the start of the clip. Mohit commented jokingly 'Randi tak to theek hai Abhinav par virgin chut Nahi Hogi suhagraat mein. Yeh raand college mein Khub thuki hogi.''Teri maa Delhi university mein padhi hai na?' Mohit further enquired from me. I didn't want to reply him and kept quiet. I wanted them to know that I was not going to be part of it anymore. ' Bol na chutiye, Teri raand maa Delhi university se padhi hai na?' Mohit reiterated his question this time with a much authoritative tone. I still kept quiet. Rajiv however jumped in and said ' ha bhai, Randi Miranda college ki pass out hai. Meri mom ne bataya tha ek baar Ghar pe'. ' Oh Behenchod, Miranda ki randiya to poore Delhi mein mashhoor hai. Aur yeh to randiyo ki Rani rahi hogi Apne batch ki. Is behen ki Lodi ne to Kam se kam 10 Lund liye honge Shaadi se pehle.Virgin Ka to sawal hi Nahi hai' Mohit concluded.
I had to some extent got used to my mom being abused. But the bar was being raised by them everytime. While them calling whore was nothing new, but then imagining her to have been fucked by 10 men even before marriage was something new. 'Yaar kya Maza Aaya hoga is behen ki Lodi ki Nath utar ke suhagraat mein' quipped Deepak as I noticed that he had got his dick out too and started stroking it gently. ' Tere chutiye baap se kaha shant huyi hogi is malaidaar chut ki bhuk'. He further added looking at my mom and dad on the screen. As the video of my father putting on the ring on my mom's finger came up, Rohit added 'Abhi pehna Raha hai chutiya, Raat ko sab utaarega. Par mein to jewellary pehna ke hi chodta behen ki Lodi ko'. ' Kya gulab Jaise honth hai saali ke, Chus Lu saali ko' Kartik commented as a close up of my mom came up on screen.
All this talk was driving me horny as well. While everyone else had the liberty to stroke their dicks at their will, I was not even allowed to feel myself up. But my bulge continued to build up despite my best attempts. Then Mohit asked me something that bowled me over. ' Amit, tujhe pakka hai ki tu usi chodu baap Ka ladka hai? Mujhe to Nahi Lagta. Zarur raand ke Kisi aur ashiq ne beeja hoga saali ki chut ko' He asked me with a wry smile on his face. To this Rajeev added ' Sahi Kaha Mohit bhai, Kahan iska chutiya baap aur Kahan humara yaadi. Uske baap ko to shayad chut Ka chhed bhi na Mila hoga iski Maa ka'. Everyone except me laughed out. I didn't know if I should feel good about the praise that I had got or feel bad about the humiliation my dad was being subjected to. Vikas added ' Bhai ek Raat ko mil Jaye to isko ek aur bacha de du' to which Naman added ' Sirf tujhe Nahi milegi saale. Tarbuz katega to Sab mein batega'. They were enjoying humiliating me and my parents.
Soon, the jai mala ceremony came up the screen. ' Yeh chude mein aur zyada sexy lag rahi hai kuttiya. Aur lehenga choli to Gazab DHA raha hai' quipped Kartik. I was spell bound too looking at my mom in that attire. Although I had seen that CD multiple times earlier as well but she never looked this seductive to me ever before.
Her super fair body looked stunning in that purplish pink lehenga choli set. May be it was an error on the part of the tailoring team designated to design her dress or done intentionally by the mom because she wanted to look even more sexy and glamorous on her day, the neckline of her choli cum blouse was real deep giving a generous view of her sumptuous cleavage. Oh man, I wanted to bury my face in that heavenly valley and trek on those soft mountains of lust, love and milk on both sides of the valley with my lips. Her waist in between the lehenga and choli looked equally inviting. Had she come in front of me dressed that way, I myself would have found it very hard to control myself from feeling that waist and kissing her soft tummy skin. And her navel, oh man, such a cute deep masterpiece of beauty. I am sure that seeing that navel would have sent every male baraati on a bride fucking Fantasyland. Then add the effect of toe ring in her toes, anklets in her ankles, waist band a little below her navel, arm bands on her biceps, chuda (marital bangles worn by Punjabi brides) on her arms, mangalsutra and a necklace in her neck, nathni in her nose , ear rings in her ears and a tikka on her forehead and I am sure one would have a perfect fuck meat in his imagination. If this was not enough to seduce, she had worn a deep purple lipstick with a matching bindi and mascara that day which made me want to suck on her lips even more. I wondered how my dad could control himself through the ceremonies till night.
It was not only me who was going mad about fucking her seeing her in that attire. All the dicks were out now and everyone was stroking. 'Mujhe dudu pila do aunty, ufff' came a cry from where Abhinav was sitting as he seemed to be approaching a pre climax or may be even climax. 'chinal' ,'randi', 'behen ki lodi', 'kuttiya', ' maal', 'bazaru gashti',' bitch' , 'slut' ' whore', etc were only a few of the expletives that were being charged towards her by the group as they stroked staring at her fuckable body. I too wanted a release but was somehow controlling it till now.
But that control was lost too soon after Vikas got up and asked me way to washroom as he wanted to pee...
Vikas wanted to pee. He stood up and asked me way to the washroom. I could have guided him to washroom sitting there itself but I thought may be escorting him in person would be a better idea as that would give me some time off from all that talk atleast for some time and may ease my hard on. As I stood up with an overly significant bulge, Rajiv diverted everyone's attention to it as he joked ' bhai kyu tadap Raha hai, Tu bhi Bahar Nikal Kar hila le. Humein Malin hai sabse zyada Tu hi chodna Chahta hai raand ko' hum sab mein'. Everyone started laughing. I pretended to ignore his advice and moved towards the exit door with Vikas. As I was about to exit, I heard Abhinav moan out 'Chus le Mera meri jaan' as I saw him from the corner of my eye, standing next to screen as he rubbed his dick on my mom's pretty face. I also heard everyone else asking him to move aside quickly as he was blocking their view, much to my relief as I didn't want my TV screen to be messed up.' It would have been a headache to clean up that much cum before parents arrived', I thought to myself.
Now, I was away from all that talk and felt like I was out of jail. I could recollect my thoughts now and think of ways to prevent any further damage. My first thought was that of repent of having invited them in the first place. 'I should have known', I thought to myself as Vikas got in the washroom and latched the door from inside. I stayed there for a few seconds more thinking of a possible way out but could think of nothing concrete. My hard-on had started to be a little under control as my thoughts wandered on things other than my mom's body. Standing there till Vikas came out would have apeeared to be stupid and odd (washroom was only a turn away from the bedroom), so I made way to the room.
The scene in bedroom was pretty much similar to what I had left. All of them were stroking themselves gently watching my mom as they hurled abuses at both my parents, more of them being for my mom. 'Saale Amit, asli mein chudwane Ka plan Bana yaaar is madarchodi ko' Rajeev commented looking at me even before I could be seated back. This was a new high. None of them had in past spoken anything like that. All the group's fun was limited to fantasies and we never spoke of trying out things in real. I ignored his request for a plan. Thankfully, no one else followed up on his request other than Naman who just sighed 'Haye, mast kuttiya mil Jaye bas ek baar'.
It had already been more than 2 minutes since Vikas left and generally it wouldn't take that long to pee, I wondered. I thought of going out to check on him once again. But before I could get up, something happened that changed the course of the evening completely. And may be , the course of my life as well.
From where I was sitting on the bed, I couldn't see Vikas till he entered the room. But Deepak and Kartik could see him from the corner of the door. 'Oh Behenchod', exclaimed Deepak looking towards the door as Kartik could muster only a 'Wow' before Vikas had entered the room.
I never thought there was anything that could distract these guys from shagging looking at my mom but I had been proven wrong yet again. They were all truly distracted to an extant that no one was watching at the screen anymore and I guess, no one was shagging anymore.
And what distracted them of course was nothing but my mom's used clothes. Vikas had discovered a treasure in the bathroom. He had found what no one had yet even thought of. He stood there dangling my mom's clothes as one generally dangles meat before feeding an animal. And animals they were, with their tongues out dying to get hold of every piece of clothing he had in his hand. Vikas was holding the light blue kurti and white churidar pyjami in his hands while he had mom's black laced bra wrapped around his erect dick and her pink printed and laced panties resting over his head with the lower end of the panties ending around his nose. I remembered these clothes. Those were the clothes I had seen mom last in before I left for college. She had probably not got time to dispose them off in the worn/used clothes bin due to urgency of leaving for Karnal. Or may be , I was destined to be humiliated even further by them all.
'wah Randi, saali ko pata tha ki Uske ashiq chodne aayenge aaj Ghar, isliye chhod ke gayi humare liye',Rajiv quipped as he stood up to get a piece of clothing for himself from Vikas. But Vikas had other ideas. He stopped Rajiv and all others in the way and announced ' humara dost kab se udaas hai, tum sab saale uski Maa ko Uske hi Ghar aur Uske hi invitation pe chode jaa rahe ho aur usko chut maarne ke liye poocchh bhi nahi rahe. In kapdo ko sabse pehle Amit chodega' saying this he threw the kurti towards me after crumbling it up in a roll. I wasn't prepared to catch it in air and had the kurti hitting me in the face instead. Before I could have regained any senses, I was drawn towards the mixed smell of the Deodorant that my mom used for her body and the talcum powder that she applied on her underarms. It was a pleasant smell and unknowingly I found myself picking up the kurti from the bed and sniffing it. It smelled so much like my mom. But it was the smell of her sweat in her underarms area that was the most erotic of them all. Oh man, it was simply irresistible. I closed my eyes as I sniffed the underarm area of the kurti hard. Others would have definitely sensed that I had been drawn into the act and probably that's why Deepak commented ' Ab as Raha hai Maza, saale? Chod le apni maa ko , aur Maza aayega'. All others laughed out. I was super hard and beyond control now as I found myself not only sniffing the underarms but also sucking the cloth there so as to extract whatever smelled so good. i could see my mom wearing that kurti with my eyes closed and I imagined kissing and licking her smooth and hairless underarms. There was no way I could have stopped myself from shagging and as I opened my zipper and got my dick out to stroke it gently. My submission to the situation was met with giggles , whistles and urges to fuck my mom from all others.
I was feeling heavenly and was so much lost in my thoughts that for a few moments, I had gone oblivious to the presence of all others and the talks among them. My thoughts were however interrupted when Deepak pulled the kurti from me calling me out 'la saale, mujhe bhi dikha behen ki Lodi ki ijjat lutni hai aaj'. As I let go of the kurti, Vikas passed me the churidar pyjami which smelled heavenly too. I rubbed the soft fabric of the pyjami against the top of my dick thinking about mom and it tickled my hard on and sent shivers down my spine. I was enjoying it like I have never enjoyed earlier. Leave aside my ability to control my emotions, I didn't even intend to control it anymore. I wanted to fuck my slutty mom and I wanted to fuck her like she had not been fucked ever. I sniffed the part of the pyjami between her thighs and around the pussy. I not only sniffed it but also sucked it. Though I was too horny to think of anything else, but from the corner of my eye I saw the kurti being sniffed by Rajiv and Deepak around the boobs and underarms area.' Saali ki kurti aisi madak khushbu De rahi hai to raand Ka badan Kitna maadak hoga' Rajiv remarked. They both were deep in fantasising about mom which I could make out from the expressions on their faces. Soon the churidar pyjami was snatched from me by Kartik who wrapped it around his swollen tool. 'Uff, saali' were the words he murmured before he started shagging frantically. I wanted the remaining pieces of clothing to continue but was disappointed to find nothing left with Vikas. Probably others couldn't control for the clothes to be routed through me and got it from Vikas. I was too horny to stop though and after a second got up from bed and inserted my first birthday VCD in the player. I had seen that video many times and knew of a part in the video of around 3 minutes which made me the horniest. My mom had worn a dark green saree that day and this 3 minute part of the video contained everything I wanted to see to cum. In fact I had shagged many times earlier as well watching it when alone. It contained recording of a solo dance performance of my mom on DJ Floor on a popular Hindi track "Saat samundar paar mein tere" that she had performed that day.
There were many reasons for it to be the horniest part of the entire video. Firstly, the camera
remained focussed on her for the complete duration. Then,There were close ups and long shots as camera man seemed to be intent on covering her from every angle. I am sure he too would have shagged multiple times seeing what he had captured. Thirdly Considering that it was an item song, she was performing on, there were many suggestive moves as well that she had executed like a professional that day. That shaking ass would have made everyone watching her want to fuck it. Then There were close up shots of mom's waist and navel and last but not the least, the fact that she was panting towards the end of the performance, had sweat on her slutty face and had her pallu drop twice
I was forwarding the video to the start of the clip when I heard Mohit joke from the back 'kuttiya me chuchi to Khub dabwayi hai . 36 c size hai bra Ka, saali chinal ki. Pata nahi kitne Mardo ki mehnat hai ismein'. He had her one bra cup in his mouth while the other cup was being sniffed by Abhinav who added ' raand " loveable" brand ki bra pehenti hai. Yaad rakhna. Kabhi gift Karni hogi to isi brand ki karenge. Waise chuchi hai bhi loveable. Haye, aam Chus Lu Randi ke'. Naman probably got the best part, her panties that were a little soiled with may be her pussy juices. He was too busy sniffing it and shagging frantically to say anything.
Vikas joined me in front of the screen with his dick in his hand as we both shagged hard watching my slut mom dance. ' saali nachti bhi badhiya hai, chodne se pehle nangi nachaunga Randi ko' he commented as he started shagging vigorously staring at mom. Before my mom could stop dancing in the video, we both had cummed hard on the scree. I saw Naman spraying his juices on her panties when I turned back . Similarly, her kurti, pyjami and bra had been fed with generous amounts of cum. I imagined my mom taking all that jazz all over her body which gave me a never before high.
In the next one hour, we had two more rounds of cumming. The cloth pieces were exchanged amongst us everytime and by the time we were finished there was enough cum in the clothes for them to be called 'soaked with cum'. Her panties had more of cum stains than panty juices on it. I , may be had the best shag of my life till now that day.
But by the time the tide of the passion fell, I was worried on many accounts. Firstly, I had got myself exposed in front of the whole group and knew that I would be subjected to lots and lots of humiliation in coming days. A more problematic scare was not knowing what to do with those cum soaked clothes of her. It was 7 30 in the evening and I told all of them to leave as I expected my parents to be back by 9.00 pm. 'Bhai, asli mein chudwa De' seemed to be a joint request from everyone as they left for their homes.
After they left, I soaked all her clothes in a bucket of soap water. To make sure that she won't doubt my intentions, I soaked mine as well as dad's dirty clothes too in it and hoped that my trick would work.bI cleaned the floor and removed all possible traces of them having stayed in my mom's bedroom for close to three hours.
I ate some fruits as I waited for them to return. Around half an hour later, I received a call from Rajiv who informed me that he had taken all the three VCDs with him . He said that he feared that I would have not allowed him to carry them with him had he asked me and that's the reason he took them without my permission. He added that the VCDs were too sexy to be missed and that he would love to shag watching them for many days to come. He concluded by saying that he would return them next day in college after copying it in his laptop.
I could not do anything at that point of time other than hope that parents don't start looking for them in the night. Thankfully, they were too tired by the time they returned and slept early that day.
Next morning I woke up with a strong feeling of guilt. How could I let my guard down that too in front of my friend?Now, that the storm of passion had fully subsided, It felt kind of stupid to have done whatever happened the previous day considering how easy it could have been to avert the whole situation. Maybe, a a simple action like raising objection to Rajiv's actions initially when he brought mom into scheme of things would have done the job. But, now there was no point repenting whatever had happened. Moreover, Rajiv was very close to me and I was pretty sure that the things would remain between the two of us only. And if Rajiv tries to do anything similar in future, I will let him know of my feelings then and close the chapter for once and ever, I thought too myself as I raised myself from the bed to get ready for college.
During the whole day at college, I remained extra alert trying to pick up any signals which could help me ascertaining if Rajiv had told all others about the incidents of the previous day. But to my relief, there was nothing abnormal in anybody's behaviour at all. We discussed about girls, Mrs. Ritu and my mom as on any other day. Even Rajiv's behaviour was pretty normal. Even he didn't bring up the topic with me even when there was no one else around. Probably, he too was embarrassed, I thought. Anyways, I wasn't minding it a bit.
Days passed by. Around two months later..
Around two months later, I was in college when a peon walked in our class and handed over a written note to our teacher. After going through the said not, the teacher looked around as if trying to locate a student and called my name. She further announced that the principal had received a call from my father with a message for me. It seems that a distant relative who lived in Karnal had died and both of my parents have had to rush to Karnal urgently. Further, the teacher informed me that I could get the house key from the aunty next door, Mrs. chadha.
Karnal iss a far off place from Delhi and I was sure that they won't return to home before late evening. Now, it was customary in our group that if anyone's parents weren't there at home, he would invite all others to his home. We would then watch a lot of porn. And now that my parents were out for long that day, I invited them all to my home.
The moment I announced the invitation, I could sense a twinkle in their eyes. They all readily accepted my invitation and it was decided that we would group at my house at 3.30 in the evening. Kartik who had a friend running a video library was given the task to arrange and bring with him latest porn VCDs.
After the college finished, I reached home , collected the keys from the neighbour changed clothes and had my lunch. Now, mine was a 3 BHK apartment and the VCD player was connected to the television set in my parent's room, the master bedroom. I checked if it was working fine by playing a movie VCD that I had at home. It was all fine.
Naman, Mohit, Vikas and Deepak reached home at 3.30 while Abhinav and Rohit joined around 5 minutes later. I guided them all to the master bedroom. We chit chatted as we anxiously waited for Kartik and the CDs that he was tasked to bring along with him. Mohit was telling us all about a new porn scandal that he had seen on net when out of nowhere Naman asked pointing at me, ' yeh tere parents Ka bedroom hai na?'. 'Haa', I said. ' Isi bed pe chudti hogi Teri Randi Maa there baap se, saali' came next from Naman as he moved his hand on the bedsheet as if trying to extract some sort of pleasure out of it. All others followed and soon there were 6 pairs of hands trying to feel my mom's body by touching the bedsheet she might have been fucked on the last night.
Soon, Kartik arrived and so did the VCDs. He had got 5 of them. 'Woh wali mil gayi na?' Deepak enquired from him with a little concern. 'Saari wohi wali hai', Kartik replied with a smile. I observed a wry smile and a contentment on every one's face after the confirmation from Kartik. Everyone other than me seemed to be understanding but I was somehow not aware of the context. But then, I thought to myself that maybe by 'woh wali', Deepak was referring to porn CD. 'What a stupid question to ask. Obviously he would have got porn CDs only' I thought to myself.
Kartik handed over the first VCD to me and with many doubts still overwhelming my thoughts, I proceeded to insert it into the player. All the guys settled down on the bed in obvious anticipation of what was going to come up the screen. Thankfully, kartik's arrival had resulted in change of topic and no one was now discussing my parent's bed or moving their hands lustily over the sheet.
First CD contained six short movies all of them featuring foreign porn actors. 'Abey, pehle Indian lagao, usmein zyada chudai ki masti hogi', opined Deepak. All others seemed to agree as Kartik handed me another VCD to be played. "Sex ki diwani" was scribbled with a marker on this CD. It was a single movie that started with a middle aged lady sitting on couch with her husband and asking him to take her out for a movie. The husband however seemed to be more interested in managing his business and refused. The story moved ahead and in first ten minutes it was evident that the actress was playing a wife whose all physical and emotional requirements have been left neglected by her husband. 'Bhai Amit, tere dad bhi bahut busy rehte hai, Renu aunty ko chodte hai ya Nahi?', Naman asked smilingly. Somehow, he was intent to chat about her today. I didn't know what to say and simply replied 'Pata Nahi. Tu movie dekh' as I tried to steer away the discussion to something other than my mom. He laughed sheepishly and went back to watching movie. But before I could take any pleasure out of emerging successful in changing the topic of discussion, Mohit said ' Chodte bhi honge to bhi saali ek Lund wali aurat Nahi hai iski maa, Bahar bhi Khub muh maarti hogi'. I didn't say a word this time thinking that maybe my objection was giving them an extra pleasure out of teasing me. But even that didn't seem to work as Rajiv asked Mohit, ' kya keh Raha hai bhai, tune Dekha saali ki Kisi k sath?'. Rajiv's involvement in the scheme of things was particularly worrying for me as I was scared that he might disclose how we both had cummed on my mom's pics to the whole group. I had to stop this from going on any further. Pulling a bold face and pretending to be un-rattled by the discussions so far, I remarked pointing to the screen ' oh, Sahi Milf hai Yaar yeh' refering to the female lead on the screen and hoping that they would start discussing her rather than my mom.
That achieved its objective as the attention of the group was momentarily diverted to that actress in the movie but not for long.
After around 20 minutes of play, a young boy made an entry in the movie as neighbour's son and the female lead seemed to have developed a strong crush for him. 'Agar yeh aurat Renu aunty Hogi to yeh khushnaseeb ladka hum dosto mein se hi koi hoga, shayad', Vikas said thereby again bringing everyone's attention back to my mom. I was a still thinking about a counter strategy to change the topic again. But before I could do that, he again said 'kya maal lag rahi hai saali saree mein, Mann Kar Raha hai isko yahi nangi Kar du' as he picked up a photo frame from the side stool that had my parents pics framed in it. No one seemed to be interested in the movie anymore as the photoframe changed hands and my mom received expletives laden comments from each one of them. 'Mujhe mangalsutra fetish hai. Is Randi Ko mangalsutra pehna k chodunga. Kya mast lagegi jab yeh Lund pe uchhlegi aur mangalsutra iske boobs k beech mein' Abhinav said as his fingers ran on mom's mangalsutra in the photo. 'Mujhe to yeh mangalsutra Apne lode pe lapet Kar is raand se Lund chuswana hai' Rajeev jumped in the chat. 'Kash mil Jaye Teri maa, sirf ek Raat k liye', Mohit said as he was back in the mix. He was staring at mom in the photo when he said that, probably stripping her in his imagination as he passed it on to Kartik.' Gazab ki Randi hai behen ki lodi' remarked Kartik as he handed the photo to me. 'What do I do now??' I thought to myself as I placed it next to me on the bed hoping that no one noticed and this would end for good now. But then Deepak ordered' Tu bhi bol kuchh sale, tujhe bhi to Pasand hai yeh kuttiya'. How did he know that? This was probably the first sign in two months that meant that Rajiv had told them about our misadventures. Thoughts ran through my mind utterly confusing me again. I was horny, scared, worried and confused, all at the same time. And I had to respond to Deepak's call as well. I simply said 'badhiya hai' as I placed the frame in Deepak's hands who seemed to be demanding it by extending his arm towards me. 'Sharma mat, saale. Sirf badhiya Nahi, raand hai yeh. Pata nahi kitno ne Lund hilaya hai isey Soch kar' he said as he gave it to Naman finally who said,' haye raand, man Kar Raha abhi hila Lu ispe' Despite my best attempts, things were getting worse to worst and I was back in the same situation as the other day with Rajeev.
I had to stop that from happening. I had to do something and I had to do it before the situation worsened any further. The fact that the porn on screen was too slow and almost a soft porn was not helping my cause either. The fact that they found discussing about mom more hotter than the porn was a testimony to the fact that the movie was not that good. 'Maybe that's the window of opportunity I am looking for' I thought to myself as I stood up announcing 'yeh porn bekaar hai, doosri cd lagata hu'. I desperately tried to change the topic of discussion once again and it seemed to work once again.
There was another cd on which 'xxx' was scribbled with a red marker. I was pretty sure that this one would be more of action and probably will keep them away from discussing about my mom. I was hoping desperately for it to work. And it worked just fine for the initial few moments. That cd contained around 20 clips of duration of 10-12 minutes each and all those clips had Sunny Leone in the lead. Perfect. Sunny Leone happened to be a favourite of each one of us as she was videsi enough to try things that Indian women won't do in a porn movie and yet was desi enough to strike the right chords with the desi guys. I was pretty sure that any discussion about my mom was off the table atleast for the duration of this CD.
The first clip featured her in an interracial sex with a big dick African who banged her from both sides. She definitely had turned every one on with her act. I could judge that from the bulge in everyone's trousers. By the end of the clip, Naman had even started moaning lightly 'aah sunny meri Jaan, Mera bhi le le chut mein'. This was an encouraging sign. I wanted them to concentrate only on Sunny Leone. Even though I wasn't horny enough to moan, but even then, just to reinforce their their behaviour , I too sighed 'wah raand, chud jaa saali mujh se bhi'.
The next clip featured Sunny in a more desi avatar. It was around her being referred to as an 'asian slut' as she got banged by a white dude in a typical Indian ghaghra choli. It was a dream come true for all of us as it satiated our wild desires and fantasies around a desi cunt. For the last 20 minutes, Sunny leone had successfully arrested their focus on herself and my plan was working well.
It was the third clip that changed everything. It was a gangbang clip with eight young dudes taking sunny simultaneously. The moment it started, Vikas announced," yeh Sahi hai, aisa lag Raha hai Jaise Renu Randi hum sab Ka le rahi hai...Amit , tera bhi". Everyone other than me had a good laugh. Naman said" yeh Sahi Kaha bhai, yeh sunny Leone Nahi humari apni Randi Renu aunty hai, aur Jo is time chut maar Raha ai aunty ki, Woh mein hi...aah, Chod Di saali ki chut'. In a split second, all my plan that seemed to be perfect had crumbled down to pieces and my friends were back to fantasising about my mom. I couldn't now change the cd as everyone seemed to be enjoying it and I didn't have a plan B.
'Aur yeh jiska Lauda Teri maa ke muh mein hai, Woh mein hu' Deepak remarked. Abhinav and Kartik assigned themselves the roles of the dudes who were being jerked by Sunny leone in the clip and my mom in their imagination. 'Mein to aunty Ka doodh pee Raha hu, uff' Rajeev said sighing heavily as he assigned himself to the role of the black dude sucking Sunny's breasts in the clip. Mohit said 'Aur mein Renu raand ki navel pe kiss Kar Raha hu air tummy pe slap Kar Raha hu kuttiya ki'. 'Mujhe to saali ke toes suck Karne hai' Vikas remarked. 'Par ab Amit kya karega?' Vikas continued. 'Amit apni maa Ka husn chudte Dekh apna Loda hilayega' Mohit replied as everyone burst into laughter. They seemed to be enjoying humiliating me now. And sadly, I had not been able to come up with any idea to change the topic of the talk.
My mom , me and sometimes even my dad were verbally abused by my friends as the clip played on. They kept changing positions fucking my mom in their imagination as the guys did that in the clip. And in their imagination I was a cuckold son who had offered his mother to his lusty friends so that he could have a good shag seeing them ravage her body. I was feeling utterly embarrassed now.
' I should stop them now and tell them that it was not ok in clear words. Probably they will stop after they realise that their actions are emotionally hurting me' I thought to myself. 'Arey yaaro bas karo ab Renu Renu, kuchh aur Baat karte hai. Mujhe Maza Nahi aa raha' I announced with authority as It was my home they they had gathered in. I hoped that this direct objection would work.But I was wrong. May be This objection came too late from me and these guys had already crossed the line much earlier. ' Tujhe Maza Nahi aa raha?saale Lund khada hai tera poora apni maa ki chudai ki kahani sunkar aur bol Raha hai Maza Nahi aa raha' Kartik reverted jokingly as all others giggled looking at my bulge in the pants. 'Arrey, Amit kehna Chah Raha hai ki isey bhi chodni hai uski maa, sirf Loda hila ke Maza Nahi aa raha', Mohit added as everyone laughed out. ' Tu hamare jaane me baad akele mein chod liyo bhai, isse zyada Lund le Nahi payegi Teri Randi Maa' Kartik concluded as everyone was back to doing what they were doing earlier. This was the last hope I had and even it seemed to be failing.
I thought maybe I had to be more stern in my objection now and was about to issue them a strong objection when suddenly Deepak rose from the bed and walked to the corner of the room where my mom's footwear was housed in a cabinet. He picked up the one with heels and walked back to the bed with a naughty grin. 'Yeh Dekho behen ki Lodi ki heels, yehi pehen Kar raand Mardo ke saamne gaand hila Kar chalti hai' he said as everyone looked at him with curiosity. I knew, even Sunny leone had failed today.
After the photo frame it was now the footwear that was going around with comments flowing as it changed hands. 'Amit, Randi se boliyo ki jab tere dost chodne aayenge to heels pehen ke chude,', Abhinav said with a long sigh as everyone almost clapped at this thought. ' Haa, kapda koi Nahi Hona chahiye Uske shareer pe. Sirf mangalsutra, nathni, ear rings, bangles and toe rings aur haa heels bhi' Mohit added. I observed that Naman sitting at the other corner of the bed had already got his dick out of his trousers and was rubbing it on the top surface of the heels with his eyes closed probably imagining the scene others were narrating.
'Wah Naman, chod behenchodi saali ko' exclaimed Vikas as he too noticed the action at Naman's corner. 'Haye Renu, ek baar chumne de tere pairo ko randi. Mil Jaye to Khub ragdunga Lauda tere pairo pe saali' Naman said as he increased the pace of fucking mom' heels. This was having an effect on everyone as nobody was anymore interested in how sunny was getting roughed up in the movie. Vikas took the other foot and remembered' mujhe Lagta hai saali ne blue saari ke sath yehi heels pehni thi annual function pe. Randi ki Moti gaand bahut uchhal rahi thi us din. Kamaal Ka maal lag rahi thi, gashti Sali.'
My position was deteriorating fast. I was caught in the same paradox again as with Rajiv. All this talk was waking my own hidden desires for mom's body even though I was trying to control my horniness. I collected all the willpower left in me as I prepared to mount a final challenge to prevent them from talking about their desires for the mom's body. ' Chup ho jao yaaro. Yeh kya chutiyapa hai. Porn dekhne Aaye the to porn hi Dekho na yeh kya baatein Kar rahe ho. Mujhe theek Nahi lag Raha. Bas karo ab' I blabbered with a stern voice. I knew that if this didn't work, I would be left with nothing in my arsenal to defend my own desires getting exposed and being humiliated and therefore gave my best try at sounding serious about my concerns. I had thought that this would stop them in their act atleast for sometime but that was not to me.
As soon as I finished speaking, I saw Rajiv passing a smile and winking at Mohit as they both laughed out loudly. 'Chup saale, chutiya Bana Raha hai naatak Kar ke aaj' Mohit shouted back at me which was followed by everyone else laughing together. 'Natak? Aaj?' These two words in Mohit's shout struck me really hard. What did he mean by that?How did he conclude that I was pretending to be upset today? Why did Rajiv wink at Mohit? Why did everyone laugh at my such a strong warning? Connecting all these dots, I realized that maybe my worst fears had come true. May be Rajiv had told everyone else in the group about what had happened at his home the other day.
Now, apart from feeling horny, embarrassed, confused, humiliated I started feeling scared as well. There were many thoughts going on in my mind.' Maybe I was overthinking and their reactions were just in heat of the moment' I thought to myself. I so dearly wanted to confirm if Rajiv had told everyone to end the mental agony but didn't know how to confirm that. After all, I could not have enquired about it directly from Rajiv in everyone's presence. That would be akin to telling everyone myself even when Rajiv had not disclosed it to anyone. And calling Rajiv out for a private chat now was also out of question. I felt helpless and stayed quiet.
As I was busy in my own thoughts, Abhinav stood up and walked to the VCD player. 'Kuchh badhiya lagao Yaar, sunny ki chudai dekh Dekh kar bore ho gaye' he declared. It was a rare moment of relief for me that evening. I hoped that maybe the other CD he was going to play would be good enough to keep them from discussing about mom for sometime. But, gods were not kind to me that day. Before he could remove the existing cd from the player and play the other CD, Kartik jokingly commented, 'Bhai ab to Renu Randi Ka porn Dekh Kar hi Maza aayega lode ko. Amit saale koi Ghar ki CD dikha de.Renu Aunty Ka video Dekh ke hilayenge.' Everyone laughed out loud and before I could utter a word, Abhinav had already opened the drawer of the VCD player cum TV cabinet. His eyes shined as he looked back at all others with three VCDs in his hands. 'Dosto, Maza aa Gaya' he announced as he passed on the three VCDs to others. I observed that the first CD was that of my parent's wedding. The second was that of my first birthday party and celebrations and the third VCD contained miscellaneous videos and photos from our various trips and social gatherings. Seeing them Rohit remarked ' Pehli cd raand ki suhagraat se pehle ki, doosri cd Randi ki Nayi nayi chudai ke baad wali aur teesri cd Randi ki routine chudai ke aas paas wali. Laga shadi wali cd. Ab Mila hai asli porn'
Abhinav inserted the marriage CD. The video started with solo pics of both my parents. Seeing my mom's pics, Naman who had already been jerking his dick on mom's heel sighed out' kya lag rahi hai kamsin jawani' as he started jerking even more frantically. ' Yaar jab bhi chodne ko milegi saali ko pehle dulhan ki tereh sajayenge Uske bad nangi karenge raand ko' moaned Kartik as he too started rubbing his bulge over his trousers. Soon, her pics were replaced by my dad's solo pics in the movie. 'Kaash is chutiye ki jegeh mein Hota, Raat ko randi chodne ko milti Woh bhi kunwari virgin chut wali' Abhinav blabbered as his bulge had further increased since the start of the clip. Mohit commented jokingly 'Randi tak to theek hai Abhinav par virgin chut Nahi Hogi suhagraat mein. Yeh raand college mein Khub thuki hogi.''Teri maa Delhi university mein padhi hai na?' Mohit further enquired from me. I didn't want to reply him and kept quiet. I wanted them to know that I was not going to be part of it anymore. ' Bol na chutiye, Teri raand maa Delhi university se padhi hai na?' Mohit reiterated his question this time with a much authoritative tone. I still kept quiet. Rajiv however jumped in and said ' ha bhai, Randi Miranda college ki pass out hai. Meri mom ne bataya tha ek baar Ghar pe'. ' Oh Behenchod, Miranda ki randiya to poore Delhi mein mashhoor hai. Aur yeh to randiyo ki Rani rahi hogi Apne batch ki. Is behen ki Lodi ne to Kam se kam 10 Lund liye honge Shaadi se pehle.Virgin Ka to sawal hi Nahi hai' Mohit concluded.
I had to some extent got used to my mom being abused. But the bar was being raised by them everytime. While them calling whore was nothing new, but then imagining her to have been fucked by 10 men even before marriage was something new. 'Yaar kya Maza Aaya hoga is behen ki Lodi ki Nath utar ke suhagraat mein' quipped Deepak as I noticed that he had got his dick out too and started stroking it gently. ' Tere chutiye baap se kaha shant huyi hogi is malaidaar chut ki bhuk'. He further added looking at my mom and dad on the screen. As the video of my father putting on the ring on my mom's finger came up, Rohit added 'Abhi pehna Raha hai chutiya, Raat ko sab utaarega. Par mein to jewellary pehna ke hi chodta behen ki Lodi ko'. ' Kya gulab Jaise honth hai saali ke, Chus Lu saali ko' Kartik commented as a close up of my mom came up on screen.
All this talk was driving me horny as well. While everyone else had the liberty to stroke their dicks at their will, I was not even allowed to feel myself up. But my bulge continued to build up despite my best attempts. Then Mohit asked me something that bowled me over. ' Amit, tujhe pakka hai ki tu usi chodu baap Ka ladka hai? Mujhe to Nahi Lagta. Zarur raand ke Kisi aur ashiq ne beeja hoga saali ki chut ko' He asked me with a wry smile on his face. To this Rajeev added ' Sahi Kaha Mohit bhai, Kahan iska chutiya baap aur Kahan humara yaadi. Uske baap ko to shayad chut Ka chhed bhi na Mila hoga iski Maa ka'. Everyone except me laughed out. I didn't know if I should feel good about the praise that I had got or feel bad about the humiliation my dad was being subjected to. Vikas added ' Bhai ek Raat ko mil Jaye to isko ek aur bacha de du' to which Naman added ' Sirf tujhe Nahi milegi saale. Tarbuz katega to Sab mein batega'. They were enjoying humiliating me and my parents.
Soon, the jai mala ceremony came up the screen. ' Yeh chude mein aur zyada sexy lag rahi hai kuttiya. Aur lehenga choli to Gazab DHA raha hai' quipped Kartik. I was spell bound too looking at my mom in that attire. Although I had seen that CD multiple times earlier as well but she never looked this seductive to me ever before.
Her super fair body looked stunning in that purplish pink lehenga choli set. May be it was an error on the part of the tailoring team designated to design her dress or done intentionally by the mom because she wanted to look even more sexy and glamorous on her day, the neckline of her choli cum blouse was real deep giving a generous view of her sumptuous cleavage. Oh man, I wanted to bury my face in that heavenly valley and trek on those soft mountains of lust, love and milk on both sides of the valley with my lips. Her waist in between the lehenga and choli looked equally inviting. Had she come in front of me dressed that way, I myself would have found it very hard to control myself from feeling that waist and kissing her soft tummy skin. And her navel, oh man, such a cute deep masterpiece of beauty. I am sure that seeing that navel would have sent every male baraati on a bride fucking Fantasyland. Then add the effect of toe ring in her toes, anklets in her ankles, waist band a little below her navel, arm bands on her biceps, chuda (marital bangles worn by Punjabi brides) on her arms, mangalsutra and a necklace in her neck, nathni in her nose , ear rings in her ears and a tikka on her forehead and I am sure one would have a perfect fuck meat in his imagination. If this was not enough to seduce, she had worn a deep purple lipstick with a matching bindi and mascara that day which made me want to suck on her lips even more. I wondered how my dad could control himself through the ceremonies till night.
It was not only me who was going mad about fucking her seeing her in that attire. All the dicks were out now and everyone was stroking. 'Mujhe dudu pila do aunty, ufff' came a cry from where Abhinav was sitting as he seemed to be approaching a pre climax or may be even climax. 'chinal' ,'randi', 'behen ki lodi', 'kuttiya', ' maal', 'bazaru gashti',' bitch' , 'slut' ' whore', etc were only a few of the expletives that were being charged towards her by the group as they stroked staring at her fuckable body. I too wanted a release but was somehow controlling it till now.
But that control was lost too soon after Vikas got up and asked me way to washroom as he wanted to pee...
Vikas wanted to pee. He stood up and asked me way to the washroom. I could have guided him to washroom sitting there itself but I thought may be escorting him in person would be a better idea as that would give me some time off from all that talk atleast for some time and may ease my hard on. As I stood up with an overly significant bulge, Rajiv diverted everyone's attention to it as he joked ' bhai kyu tadap Raha hai, Tu bhi Bahar Nikal Kar hila le. Humein Malin hai sabse zyada Tu hi chodna Chahta hai raand ko' hum sab mein'. Everyone started laughing. I pretended to ignore his advice and moved towards the exit door with Vikas. As I was about to exit, I heard Abhinav moan out 'Chus le Mera meri jaan' as I saw him from the corner of my eye, standing next to screen as he rubbed his dick on my mom's pretty face. I also heard everyone else asking him to move aside quickly as he was blocking their view, much to my relief as I didn't want my TV screen to be messed up.' It would have been a headache to clean up that much cum before parents arrived', I thought to myself.
Now, I was away from all that talk and felt like I was out of jail. I could recollect my thoughts now and think of ways to prevent any further damage. My first thought was that of repent of having invited them in the first place. 'I should have known', I thought to myself as Vikas got in the washroom and latched the door from inside. I stayed there for a few seconds more thinking of a possible way out but could think of nothing concrete. My hard-on had started to be a little under control as my thoughts wandered on things other than my mom's body. Standing there till Vikas came out would have apeeared to be stupid and odd (washroom was only a turn away from the bedroom), so I made way to the room.
The scene in bedroom was pretty much similar to what I had left. All of them were stroking themselves gently watching my mom as they hurled abuses at both my parents, more of them being for my mom. 'Saale Amit, asli mein chudwane Ka plan Bana yaaar is madarchodi ko' Rajeev commented looking at me even before I could be seated back. This was a new high. None of them had in past spoken anything like that. All the group's fun was limited to fantasies and we never spoke of trying out things in real. I ignored his request for a plan. Thankfully, no one else followed up on his request other than Naman who just sighed 'Haye, mast kuttiya mil Jaye bas ek baar'.
It had already been more than 2 minutes since Vikas left and generally it wouldn't take that long to pee, I wondered. I thought of going out to check on him once again. But before I could get up, something happened that changed the course of the evening completely. And may be , the course of my life as well.
From where I was sitting on the bed, I couldn't see Vikas till he entered the room. But Deepak and Kartik could see him from the corner of the door. 'Oh Behenchod', exclaimed Deepak looking towards the door as Kartik could muster only a 'Wow' before Vikas had entered the room.
I never thought there was anything that could distract these guys from shagging looking at my mom but I had been proven wrong yet again. They were all truly distracted to an extant that no one was watching at the screen anymore and I guess, no one was shagging anymore.
And what distracted them of course was nothing but my mom's used clothes. Vikas had discovered a treasure in the bathroom. He had found what no one had yet even thought of. He stood there dangling my mom's clothes as one generally dangles meat before feeding an animal. And animals they were, with their tongues out dying to get hold of every piece of clothing he had in his hand. Vikas was holding the light blue kurti and white churidar pyjami in his hands while he had mom's black laced bra wrapped around his erect dick and her pink printed and laced panties resting over his head with the lower end of the panties ending around his nose. I remembered these clothes. Those were the clothes I had seen mom last in before I left for college. She had probably not got time to dispose them off in the worn/used clothes bin due to urgency of leaving for Karnal. Or may be , I was destined to be humiliated even further by them all.
'wah Randi, saali ko pata tha ki Uske ashiq chodne aayenge aaj Ghar, isliye chhod ke gayi humare liye',Rajiv quipped as he stood up to get a piece of clothing for himself from Vikas. But Vikas had other ideas. He stopped Rajiv and all others in the way and announced ' humara dost kab se udaas hai, tum sab saale uski Maa ko Uske hi Ghar aur Uske hi invitation pe chode jaa rahe ho aur usko chut maarne ke liye poocchh bhi nahi rahe. In kapdo ko sabse pehle Amit chodega' saying this he threw the kurti towards me after crumbling it up in a roll. I wasn't prepared to catch it in air and had the kurti hitting me in the face instead. Before I could have regained any senses, I was drawn towards the mixed smell of the Deodorant that my mom used for her body and the talcum powder that she applied on her underarms. It was a pleasant smell and unknowingly I found myself picking up the kurti from the bed and sniffing it. It smelled so much like my mom. But it was the smell of her sweat in her underarms area that was the most erotic of them all. Oh man, it was simply irresistible. I closed my eyes as I sniffed the underarm area of the kurti hard. Others would have definitely sensed that I had been drawn into the act and probably that's why Deepak commented ' Ab as Raha hai Maza, saale? Chod le apni maa ko , aur Maza aayega'. All others laughed out. I was super hard and beyond control now as I found myself not only sniffing the underarms but also sucking the cloth there so as to extract whatever smelled so good. i could see my mom wearing that kurti with my eyes closed and I imagined kissing and licking her smooth and hairless underarms. There was no way I could have stopped myself from shagging and as I opened my zipper and got my dick out to stroke it gently. My submission to the situation was met with giggles , whistles and urges to fuck my mom from all others.
I was feeling heavenly and was so much lost in my thoughts that for a few moments, I had gone oblivious to the presence of all others and the talks among them. My thoughts were however interrupted when Deepak pulled the kurti from me calling me out 'la saale, mujhe bhi dikha behen ki Lodi ki ijjat lutni hai aaj'. As I let go of the kurti, Vikas passed me the churidar pyjami which smelled heavenly too. I rubbed the soft fabric of the pyjami against the top of my dick thinking about mom and it tickled my hard on and sent shivers down my spine. I was enjoying it like I have never enjoyed earlier. Leave aside my ability to control my emotions, I didn't even intend to control it anymore. I wanted to fuck my slutty mom and I wanted to fuck her like she had not been fucked ever. I sniffed the part of the pyjami between her thighs and around the pussy. I not only sniffed it but also sucked it. Though I was too horny to think of anything else, but from the corner of my eye I saw the kurti being sniffed by Rajiv and Deepak around the boobs and underarms area.' Saali ki kurti aisi madak khushbu De rahi hai to raand Ka badan Kitna maadak hoga' Rajiv remarked. They both were deep in fantasising about mom which I could make out from the expressions on their faces. Soon the churidar pyjami was snatched from me by Kartik who wrapped it around his swollen tool. 'Uff, saali' were the words he murmured before he started shagging frantically. I wanted the remaining pieces of clothing to continue but was disappointed to find nothing left with Vikas. Probably others couldn't control for the clothes to be routed through me and got it from Vikas. I was too horny to stop though and after a second got up from bed and inserted my first birthday VCD in the player. I had seen that video many times and knew of a part in the video of around 3 minutes which made me the horniest. My mom had worn a dark green saree that day and this 3 minute part of the video contained everything I wanted to see to cum. In fact I had shagged many times earlier as well watching it when alone. It contained recording of a solo dance performance of my mom on DJ Floor on a popular Hindi track "Saat samundar paar mein tere" that she had performed that day.
There were many reasons for it to be the horniest part of the entire video. Firstly, the camera
remained focussed on her for the complete duration. Then,There were close ups and long shots as camera man seemed to be intent on covering her from every angle. I am sure he too would have shagged multiple times seeing what he had captured. Thirdly Considering that it was an item song, she was performing on, there were many suggestive moves as well that she had executed like a professional that day. That shaking ass would have made everyone watching her want to fuck it. Then There were close up shots of mom's waist and navel and last but not the least, the fact that she was panting towards the end of the performance, had sweat on her slutty face and had her pallu drop twice
I was forwarding the video to the start of the clip when I heard Mohit joke from the back 'kuttiya me chuchi to Khub dabwayi hai . 36 c size hai bra Ka, saali chinal ki. Pata nahi kitne Mardo ki mehnat hai ismein'. He had her one bra cup in his mouth while the other cup was being sniffed by Abhinav who added ' raand " loveable" brand ki bra pehenti hai. Yaad rakhna. Kabhi gift Karni hogi to isi brand ki karenge. Waise chuchi hai bhi loveable. Haye, aam Chus Lu Randi ke'. Naman probably got the best part, her panties that were a little soiled with may be her pussy juices. He was too busy sniffing it and shagging frantically to say anything.
Vikas joined me in front of the screen with his dick in his hand as we both shagged hard watching my slut mom dance. ' saali nachti bhi badhiya hai, chodne se pehle nangi nachaunga Randi ko' he commented as he started shagging vigorously staring at mom. Before my mom could stop dancing in the video, we both had cummed hard on the scree. I saw Naman spraying his juices on her panties when I turned back . Similarly, her kurti, pyjami and bra had been fed with generous amounts of cum. I imagined my mom taking all that jazz all over her body which gave me a never before high.
In the next one hour, we had two more rounds of cumming. The cloth pieces were exchanged amongst us everytime and by the time we were finished there was enough cum in the clothes for them to be called 'soaked with cum'. Her panties had more of cum stains than panty juices on it. I , may be had the best shag of my life till now that day.
But by the time the tide of the passion fell, I was worried on many accounts. Firstly, I had got myself exposed in front of the whole group and knew that I would be subjected to lots and lots of humiliation in coming days. A more problematic scare was not knowing what to do with those cum soaked clothes of her. It was 7 30 in the evening and I told all of them to leave as I expected my parents to be back by 9.00 pm. 'Bhai, asli mein chudwa De' seemed to be a joint request from everyone as they left for their homes.
After they left, I soaked all her clothes in a bucket of soap water. To make sure that she won't doubt my intentions, I soaked mine as well as dad's dirty clothes too in it and hoped that my trick would work.bI cleaned the floor and removed all possible traces of them having stayed in my mom's bedroom for close to three hours.
I ate some fruits as I waited for them to return. Around half an hour later, I received a call from Rajiv who informed me that he had taken all the three VCDs with him . He said that he feared that I would have not allowed him to carry them with him had he asked me and that's the reason he took them without my permission. He added that the VCDs were too sexy to be missed and that he would love to shag watching them for many days to come. He concluded by saying that he would return them next day in college after copying it in his laptop.
I could not do anything at that point of time other than hope that parents don't start looking for them in the night. Thankfully, they were too tired by the time they returned and slept early that day.
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