23-04-2020, 09:21 PM
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Chapter 5: Aakarshan
I didn't go to the college the next day. The four hours session with friends had been so much sexually charged the previous day that it felt like all of the energy out of me had been drained out. Add to that effect of cumming four-five times within 14 -15 hours and I felt sick. Although that meant that I had to wait a day longer before I could get the CDs back from Rajiv, but I didn't perceive much of a risk there as I didn't expect my parents to be checking out for the CDs in the cabinet anyways. I spent the day playing games on my console and went to college the next day.
My first day in college after the incident was pretty normal except that I had all of my friends personally thanking me for the invite that day. There was some discussion among the group on how they all loved it that day but nothing more than what was expected. I assumed that maybe they must have had bulk of discussions among themselves the previous day in my absence. 'Good that I didn't come to college yesterday' I thought to myself. During Recess, Rajiv handed me the CDs back as he joyfully exclaimed 'saat samundar paar pe to raand bahut mast nachi hai'. He had a naughty smile on his face and winked at me. As I took over the possession of the CDs, I could imagine him shagging watching her dance on that song. I wanted to confront him that moment to know if he had told everyone else about the incident at his home a few months back but then decided against it for two reasons. Firstly, I didn't want to bring up the discussion again and secondly it hardly mattered now as everyone had anyways seen me shagging to my mom in person.
Around two weeks passed. I experienced some changes in the behaviour of the group in these 15 days. Firstly, there were regular referenced to the fond memories of the incidents that happened that day. Probably, they loved discussing my mom again and again. They loved reminding each other about her bra, her panties and her clothes and the aroma engaged within the fabric. Secondly, I observed that more than my mom herself, they loved discussing about me shagging on her. There would be regular jokes cracked on how badly I wanted to fuck my own mom when I shagged that day. They probably loved humiliating me. They loved the thrill that incest had to offer. Lastly, I observed that requests to arrange a real fucking session with her didn't die that day. Any discussion about my mom would typically end with a request or a plan or suggestion on how I could help them all have her. Despite me not giving any importance and ignoring to what they had to say, the requests didn't die with time.
Through these days, I observed a significant change in myself as well. My threshold of feeling bad and humiliated had increased. I no more felt bad about any discussion involving my fantasies about my mom. In fact, I used to participate in the discussion actively now. Nothing was off the table now except doing anything in real. I had got used to being referred to as a 'madarchod' or 'mc' in short by the group and felt nothing bad about it anymore. I didn't feel humiliated anymore. But this had a flip side as well. Talks and thoughts about mom that would keep me aroused for hours earlier didn't have that effect anymore. My threshold of arousal had increased too. Shagging just imagining her or watching her pics didn't give me the same pleasure that it used to earlier. Probably, I wanted a new thrill and so did my friends. Probably, it was the pursuit of this new thrill that didn't let the requests for a real fuck session with her die out from them with time.
But, I wasn't letting it get worse anymore. Leave aside real sessions, I was determined not to let them have any new experiences in their fantasies as well.
Around 20 days had passed since that incident at my home. Things had started to settle in. It was a Saturday and my father returned from office early that evening. He informed us that he had a conversation with his sister while in office and that we would be visiting my paternal aunt the next day who used to stay in Gurgaon. He further announced that considering how difficult and painful it was to drive through the traffic to Gurgaon, we would instead be traveling by Delhi Metro.
Next day, we woke up earlier than usual and had an early breakfast and started getting ready to leave. I wore a new pair of denim and t shirt while my father got dressed in his cotton trousers and a linen shirt. But it was my mom who looked stunning and stole the show that day. She wore a lemonish green saree with sleeveless blouse. Her flesh could be seen through four prominent places and each one of them looked equally seductive. Firstly, the blouse had a deep back with a string to keep it tight at the back and her soft back skin looked stunning through the gap. Her skin at arms looked so silky and I was having a tough time controlling my urge to feel it. Thirdly, the waist and hint of navel looked so seductive and suggestive of what a treat her body would have been to smother on bed. Lastly, she had paired the saree with golden heels, yeah, the same heels that had been fucked hard by my friends' hard dicks a few days back. Her fair feet looked stunning and wanting to be licked through the god damned heels. In totality, she looked like angelic to me that day.
We left home at around 11 in the morning as dad drove us to the nearest metro station. It was hardly a ten minute drive before we boarded the train from the station. As usual, it was bit crowded in there and we couldn't find three consecutive vacant seats for n the train. Dad got mom seated in one of the seats reserved for ladies as he waited for seats to get vacant so that we both could get seated too. But our wait was cut short after about 5 minutes when someone seated on the lane opposite to my mom called out my dad ' Bhai Sahab, Yaha aayiye jaldi'. Those sitting next to him had just stood up from their seats to deboard the train at the next station and he called us to take those seats before others could take them. We were quick enough to claim those vacant seats and it felt like a little victory. A few seconds later, I discovered that my dad knew this guy as they both exchanged smiles and pleasantries. I soon found out that they had both seen each other in the colony park that my father used to visit for his early morning walks but had never talked to each other. It was like they knew each other by face but nothing more. Soon, both the men started talking and getting to know each other.
He introduced himself to us as one Mr. Sanjay Chaudhary and informed us that he was working in a nearby engineering college as a professor of Mathematics. By looks he looked around 50 years old to me. He basically belonged to Jind in Haryana but had been living in Delhi for quiet sometime now due to his work. He was staying in a rented accommodation in a nearby colony with his family.
Dad introduced me and mom to him as he told him about his job and other details. He looked and spoke like a perfect gentleman then. Soon, the discussion got centred about me and my studies. That's when he told my dad that he was into taking private turions for higher classes for mathematics. I could sense him advertising himself to my dad as a possible tutor for his son. The discussion soon ended as he deboarded the train a few stations later. Before getting on the platform he waived us good bye with an invitation to my parents 'kabhi aayiye Ghar pe aap log. Bhabhi ji aur Amit ko bhi sath le ke aayiye'
We reached my aunt's house shortly after and were back by late evening. Through out the day, I kept staring glances of my mom's curves. She was looking like a goddess of sex that day. I wondered if any of my friends would have been able to control himself had they seen her that day.
A few days passed by and I had almost forgotten about the professor till around a week later, dad returned from his morning walk and told us that he had met him in the park that day. From what I could make out from his talk, they must have walked a few rounds together that day. From that day onwards, their meetings in park became more and more frequent. It almost became a daily routine and my father would talk about him at home very frequently. My dad seemed to love his new company.
Things were pretty stable at college and I had been able to control my friends' advances and I hoped that with no further incidents, maybe their interest in her would die out a natural death with time. However, that was not to be.
A week later, at college, when we were alone, Rajiv told me that he wanted me to see something. When I enquired about it, he further told me with a smile ' aaj shaam ko Ghar aana, 5 baje, tab dikhaunga' . He had never been more secretive ever earlier. I tried to push him to disclose the matter but he didn't budge and kept on insisting that I visit his home in the evening. I was dying of suspense. I had a doubt that it might be about my mom. But, then nothing new about my mom had taken place in recent days. I remained puzzled throughout the day. I wanted to know the truth and reached his home that evening around 5 in the evening. He informed me with a grin on his face that his parents had gone out for about 2 hours as he received me.
I was too eager to know what he wanted to share. But he won't disclose anything soon. He soon guided me to his room as he got his laptop from his study table. On seeing him fetch his laptop, I guessed that it was going to be about a new kind of porn that he might have downloaded but I was proved wrong within a few seconds. After logging in, he immediately clicked on the yahoo Yahoo messenger tab and logged in with an id 'Renuhwdel'. I immediately knew that it was indeed about my mom.
'Yeh kya hai', I enquired. 'Dekhta ja, bhai, bahut mazedaar hai. Just wait for a second', he reverted as he proceeded to key in the password and log in the messenger.
Messenger took a few seconds to log in. This was my first encounter with a messenger service and I really didn't have a clue of what to expect. 'Rajiv knows a lot of stuff' I thought as we waited anxiously for messenger to log in. As soon as it did, multiple windows popped up on his screen. There was one with details like the phone number and email id associated with the messenger is. It had my mom's pic on the top. I, later, figured out that the pic on the top was the display picture or dp that he had used for this particular I'd. The pic he used was one of the best pics of my mom. He must have taken it from our Himachal vacation folders on the cd. She looked really cute in the red Punjabi suit that she had worn in it with full make up and lots of bangles. Another window that popped up had several names written separately with a common statement 'wants to be your friend' annexed at the end of each name. There were around 20 odd names in it. I later figured out that these were pending friend requests .Rajiv closed both these Pop ups. We were now at the main messenger body. It had the mom's same pic on the left top corner and there were multiple names mentioned below with corresponding messages written next to each name. I was still not able to figure it out and asked Rajiv 'kya hai yeh sab'. He laughed and replied 'kuchh Nahi. Teri maa ko online set Karwa Raha hu. Saali ko jagat Randi Bana Raha hu'. I still didn't understand it.
Before I could let him know of it, someone with an id 'decentmarriedman' messaged him 'how are you babe? Was missing you sexy'. 'Sexy?', I looked at Rajiv with a confused look. 'Haa, Renu Randi ko sexy bula Raha hai yeh' he replied. He further elaborated 'bhai, yeh id meine Teri maa ke naam pe banayi hai. Yaha sab log yeh samajh ke chat Kar rahe hai Jaise Teri maa se Kar rahe ho'. Things were getting clearer now. 'Par yeh log hai kon?' I asked. 'teri maa ke random ashiq' he replied with a giggle. 'Bhai, yahoo chatrooms mein mile hai yeh sab. Uske baare mein baad mein bataunga, abhi to bas yeh samajh le ki random log hai Jo hum se yeh samajh ke baat kar rahe hai ki Woh Renu se baat kar rahe hai. Dekhta jaa aaj kaise chudti hai' he added. I was more curious than hasitant now. This was a such a unique experience. I was going to get to know what other men thought about my mom. Though, I didn't show any interest in it but then I didn't stop him either.
'Chal tujhe shuru se dikhata hu' saying this, Rajiv logged into something called as chat rooms from his messenger window. A few seconds later, a window opened up with several chat rooms listed on it. He clicked on the topmost room by the name 'Delhi Chat room'. We were in the chat room now as I saw lots and lots of messages scrolling on the chat window. I observed that most of these messages were either about sex or were expletives laden. This was my first exposure to virtual sex.
Around 5 seconds later someone with an id 'lokeshgm' messaged Rajiv (actually, not Rajiv but Renu).
Lokesh:
hello renu
Renu:
Asl
lokesh:
me Male 43 and u pls
Renu:
38 f del
lokesh:
kesy hai aap
Renu:
U from
Fine
U?
lokesh:
jaipur sey hu
lokesh:
me fine
Renu:
Ok
lokesh:
aap aai hai kabhi jaipur
Renu:
No
lokesh:
ok
kya karati hai aap
Renu:
Housewife
lokesh:
nice
Renu:
U?
lokesh:
husband kya karaty hai aap key
Renu:
job
lokesh:
me doing job as GM in pvtco
Renu:
Nice
lokesh:
so aur batao ji how is life
Renu:
Good
lokesh:
so can we become frd
Renu:
Ok
lokesh:
so aap kesa dost chati hai
Renu:
Normal
Good natured
lokesh:
good
u have kids
Renu
One
U?
lokesh
kya karata hai?
2 one boy one girl
Renu
Studying
lokesh
can i view ur pic
(Rajiv messaged him my mom's solo pic . He didn't even bother to seek my permission. I was enjoying the chat so didn't mind it either, to be frank. This pic had mom wearing a salwar suit and was a close up of her face.)
Lokesh:
ohh nice sweet lady
great smile
Renu:
Thanks
lokesh:
u belong to delhi only
Renu:
Ji
lokesh:
husband bhi delhi sey hai
Renu:
Ji
lokesh:
aap key muskan bhaut pyari hai
Can we can be frd
Renu:
Sure
lokesh:
kya kar rahi hai aap
delhi sardi hai abhi
Renu:
No
Nothing
lokesh:
live in joint family?
Renu:
No
lokesh:
so what u like n what u dislikes
Renu:
TV music chatting travel shopping
lokesh:
travelling mai kaha kaha gai hai aap
Renu:
North India mostly
lokesh:
n chatting mai how many fds u have
Renu:
Few
lokesh:
few mai kitne ji
Renu:
10
lokesh:
ayeee tery itany sary
Renu:
Hehe
lokesh:
hehhehehhehe
so u like love n roamantic chat also?
(Rajiv looked at me with a smile. 'Saale Ka khada ho Gaya hai Renu ki pic Dekh Kar. Ho sakta hai hila bhi Raha ho. Par itni asaani se Renu chut Nahi Delhi, thoda ghumata hi isey. )
Renu:
What?
lokesh:
kya aap ko pyar n romance pasand hai?
Renu:
Hmm
lokesh:
ummaa pyari hai jii aap
Renu:
Thanks
lokesh:
aur kaho
Renu:
Kya Kahu?
lokesh:
jo dil kary
aub hum acchy dost hony ja rahy hai hai
so jo dil kary we can chat
Renu:
K
lokesh:
accha pyar pasand hai thoda pyar karu aap ko hehehehh
('Dekha, saala chodna Chahta hai Teri maa ko', Rajiv laughed out. I was loving this experience and my cock was hard already. I had seen men staring at my mom but listening about mom from another man was something new and very very thrilling).
Renu:
Kya?
lokesh:
kuch nahi
flirt karu aap key sath
Plz
dekho hum aap ko aap sey chura lengay fir
Renu:
Hehe
lokesh:
pyar sey aap ko apana bana lenagy jii
Renu:
Hehe
lokesh:
hamari baho mai kho jaogi fir aap
Renu:
Kyu
lokesh:
samet lenge ji hamari baho mai aap ko aur seene sey laga lengay
kyu ki bahut sara pyar karanage aap ko isliya
Renu:
Bas Karo ab
(' itni asaani se Kisi Ka bistar garam Nahi karegi Randi, chutiye. 'Rajiv spoke to himself as he typed that)
lokesh:
aisa kyu
Renu:
Aise hi
lokesh:
lo jii aap ka hukum
Renu:
Ok
lokesh:
hum aap ki aur pic dekhana chahte hai
(Rajiv looked at me as he asked ' bata kon si pic bheju raand ki?'. Before I could respond, he chose one of mom's pic in a sleeveless pink suit and sent it. 'ab Dekh saala mast ho Jayega Randi ki jawani' Dekh kar' he added. I nodded in awe and anticipation)
lokesh:
wahhh so sweet ur
Renu:
Thanks
lokesh:
aap bahut khubsurat hai
jee karata hai .........
('haha, saala, jee karta hai iska ki raand Ka doodh pee le, abhi Nahi bol Raha par ek do pic aur dekhne ke baad yehi bolega' Rajiv said looking at me)
Renu:
Thanks
lokesh:
ur welcome lovely sweet lady
awwo na seene sey laga ley jii aap ko
('aa Gaya phir se line pe' I remarked as I continued to love the thrill)
Lokesh:
Pyar se aap key silky silky balo mai unglio ko firaaye
(before the guy could finish showering praises of mom' s beauty, Rajiv sent him another pic.This one had a front view of mom with a hint of her bust. The only thing separating her bust from the looker's eyes was her dupaata. 'Ab Dekh kya mast comments aate hai', Rajiv said as I observed him rubbing his dick over his pants)
lokesh:
so sweet
Renu:
Thanks
lokesh:
pyari lady
sach u have lovely smile
with lovelly lips
Renu:
Thanks
lokesh;
aap key muskurahat pyari hai n lips bhi
hukum ho to in lips ko hum apne lips sey.....
permission ho to jiii in sweet lips ko ..
ufff swet lips
sach u r so sweet
(It felt so hot to hear all this about mom from a stranger. My dick was so hard now. 'Ab yeh pakka hila Raha hoga Renu ko soch kar' Rajiv said as he continued stroking his dick)
Renu:
Thanks
lokesh:
lips ko lips sey laga kar deap kiss to u
renu aap bhaut pyari hai
jee karata hai..
pyari hai jee app
jee karata hai aap ko dekhata rahu
('chal, ab chudwata hu Teri raand maa ko' Rajiv said looking at me. 'Wah' was my reply)
Renu:
Ok
lokesh:
ur lovely lips.. pyari muskan
Renu:
Thanks
lokesh:
sach u r lovely nice lady
pyari aur sunder hia jiii aap
Renu:
Thanks
lokesh:
jeee karata hai ... aap ko...
Renu:
Ji
lokesh;
kya jiiiii
Renu;
U were saying kuchh
lokesh:
jiii key aap ko kas kar baho mai samet lu
Renu:
Ok
lokesh:
really u r good n lovely
samet lu jiii?
Renu:
Ok
lokesh:
sacchi mucchi dekho fir hum aap ko khub sara pyar kar denge
fir na kehna jii kuch
Renu:
Ok
lokesh:
aisa to fir aa jao ji pyar sey hamari baho mai
Renu:
Ok
lokesh:
hum pyar sey ungalio ko aap key balo mai fira rahe hai
rubbing u n feel u in my arms
Renu:
Ok
('aah', Rajiv moaned as he got his dick out of his pants and started moaning. ' chud maa mi Lodi Renu. Le iska air humara lund' he added. By now, even I had started stroking my dick over my pants vigorously. It felt so hot to get to know what other men felt about my mom)
lokesh:
kaisa lag raha hai
Renu:
Good...my eyes are getting closed sharm se
(I imagined my mom with her eyes closed and in his arms. I felt so so horny doing that)
lokesh:
really. eyes close kar ke aap aur khubsurat lag rahi ho
hum pyar se aap ke galo se apne galo ko rub kar rahy hai
n feeling u
Renu :
Ok
lokesh:
rubbing my nose with ur nose
aap key lips ko dheere se hamare lips se lagaya n kiss u at ur lips
muhaaaaaaaaaaaa
('aaah Renu saali', Rajiv was shagging even faster now. I couldn't control any more. The imagination and the messages made me get my dick out from my pants as well as I started stroking)
lokesh:
renu sach aap bahut khubsurat hai
feeling you in my arms
ufff kya aada hai jiii aap key
aise na sharmao jiii
aur thoda pass aao na
feel karu aap key saanso ki garmi ko
renu u look so sweet n sexy dear
kaisa lag raha hai
Renu:
Good
lokesh:
aa bhi jaao aur pass
Renu:
Ok
lokesh:
aap ki neck ko kiss kar raha hu meri jaan
kissing u at ur neck
aur meri ungalio ko aap ki pith par fira raha hu
ufff u r so sexy
ek haath aap ki kamar mai hai
n feeling ur soft front at my chest
Renu:
Ji
('Daba saali Randi ke mumme. Chus behenchodi ko', Rajiv blurted out. 'haa mummy ki Chus lo, mere saamne chodo mummy ko', I moaned. I was loving being a cuckold son)
lokesh:
aap key galo sey mere galo ko ragar raha hu
lips ko lips sey lagaya n kissing u
aap ka ek lip mere muh mai hai
Renu:
Hmmm...I m feeling shy
lokesh:
kya pehna hai jii aap ne
Renu:
Saree
( 'ab raand ki saree utregi', I said completely overpowered by the thrill of seeing my mom getting fucked by a stranger. I was shagging hard and wanted to imagine my mom even better, so I asked Rajiv to open her pics in another window and place it on the side. My shagging got even more frantic on seeing her picture. She looked so cute in her blue and white saree. 'Aaah. Mujhe chodna hai saali ko aur chudwana bhi hai Apne saamne' I blurted out.)
lokesh:
uff pyari lag rahi ho saree mai
Renu:
Thanks
lokesh:
pallu gir gaya hai n me kissing u at ur neck
uffff lovely lovely
Renu:
Meri ankhe sharm se band ho rahi hai
(Rajiv was playing the role of a conservative shy housewife to the perfection. He was very close to what would otherwise have been my mom's actual reaction in such a situation. This was adding to the fire in me)
lokesh:
ha aur mere haath machal rahe hai aap ko sehlane ko
ungaliya aap key gol gol front ko sehlana chati hai
can i?
('haa Daba le Randi ke dooodh saale' Rajiv said looking at mom's pic and placing his finger on her boobs on the screen)
lokesh:
Sehla lu na inko
Renu:
Pata nahiSmile....mere se mat puchho...I feel shy
lokesh:
Oh meri Jaan...kya adayein hai teri
dheere dheere pyar se aap ke soft front par meri ungaliya ghuma Raha hu
halke se daba diya many inko
ufff so soft
Renu:
U like them?
lokesh:
very much
lokesh:
pyar se touch kar raha hu dono ko
They are big
dheere dheere daba raha hu inko
Renu:
Mein sharm we laal ho gayi hu yaha
lokesh:
renu ab nahi raha ja raha
mere haath blouse ke huk ko talash rahe hai
ungaliya machal rahi hai inko kholne ko
can i open ??
(' Bol, Karwa du ab nangi saali raand maa ko teri?' Rajiv looked at me as if he wanted an approval. I was in no mood to delay as I wasnt very far from cumming and replied 'bilkul. Mujhe dekhna hai kaise chudegi mere saamne')
lokesh:
aage hai huk ya pichhe hai
apa key pith par ungalio ko fira raha hu
pyar se aap ke boobs key golaiyo ko sehla raha hu
kitani pyari khushbu aa rahi hai aap se
(This was the first time he had used the words 'boobs'. Reading that and imagine my mom's naked melons had a similar effect on both of us. Rajiv said looking at me ' bhai real mein chusne Ka plan bana. bahut Mann hai doodh peene ka' as he continued stroking his dick. 'Bilkul bhai, doodh to mujhe bhi peena hai. Woh bhi poori nangi Kar ke' I replied as I stood up and placed my dick on her boobs on the screen)
lokesh:
wana see more pic
('haha, yeh saala pakka hila Raha hai Teri maa pe. Isliye aur pics maang Raha hai' Rajiv said looking at me)
lokesh:
apana chand sa mukhda dikhao
(This time Rajiv sent him the same pic that we were shaging on)
Lokesh:
uff so sweet
hey aap key saans to garam ho rahi hai jiiii
aur dil jor jor sey dharak raha hai
ufff lovely soft boobs
mein pyar sey dheere se inko sahala raha hu
Renu:
aah
lokesh:
kaisa lag raha hai
mein dheere dheere inko daba raha hu
Renu:
Good
lokesh:
aur jor se dabau?
aur paas Kar liya aap ko n me pressing them
Renu:
Mujhe sharm aa rahi hai...don't ask me
lokesh:
ohhh theek hai jiii sharmao aap
lekin mery baho mai rehna
hey blouse ke huk par meri ungaliya hai
dheere dheere ek ek huk ko bahut pyar se khol raha hu renu
Renu:
Ok
( 'Aaah madarchod Amit. Dekh Teri Randi maa nangi ho rahi hai saali kuttiya' ,Rajiv looked at me and blew a kiss towards my mom on his screen)
lokesh:
ek ek huk pyar se sehlate huye khola hai maine
uffff gora gora badan jii aap ka
ap ke haath ko sidha kiya aur blouse ko nikal diya ji meine
uffff so big n so lovellyyyyy meri jaan
renu ji kya size hai inka
Renu:
38
('Aah', I moaned as I closed my eyes momentarily thinking about my mom's lovely melons)
lokesh:
now kissing u at ur back .. aur pith ko chumte huye meine apne teeth se aap key bra ka huk khola diya hai
Renu:
Uhhh
lokesh:
n rubbing my face on ur back
face ko aap key pith par ragad raha hu aur mere haath aap ke soft boobs ko daba rahe hai
('Uff...abhi Nikal Jayega mera. Kya mumme hai saali ke' Rajiv said moving his fingers on mom's boobs on the screen. He was seemingly close to cumming)
lokesh:
masal raha hu dono ko
Renu:
Uhhh
lokesh:
dheere dheere upar niche kar raha hu inko aur aap key pith ko chum raha hu
aap key nipples ko touch kar raha hu
so soft meri Jaan
Doodh pila do Apne ashiq ko
mere haath mai hai dono hila raha hu inko
aur aap ke samne aa gaya hu n looking in ur eyes
kissing u at ur tummy .. isi tummy mein tha aap ka beta..kitni haseen hai aapki tummy
(His praise for mom's tummy and how she had me in it for 9 months was too much to handle. I had never enjoyed being a cuckold son any more ever before. I could feel my precum oozing out of my dick already)
lokesh:
ek nipple ko muh mai liya aur chus raha hu
dusare boob ko masal raha hu n nipple ko chus raha hu dudu pee raha hu tumhara
Renu:
pee lo saara
('aah Randi, hum bacho ko bhi pila De behenchodi' Rajiv said as he moaned out 'aaaaah')
lokesh:
ha pee raha hu
dheere dheere meri jeebh laga raha hu
aur daba daba kar chus raha hu tumhare nipples ko
('bhai tujhe Yaad hai is Randi ke doodh ka taste jab tujhe pilati thi bachpan mein? 'Rajiv asked me. ' kaash Yaad hota. Par meetha hi hoga' I replied)
Renu:
ohh
lokesh:
kesa lag raha hai jiii
Renu:
mast
lokesh:
maja aa ra hai ha
aao chalo bed par let jao na
Renu:
Ji
lokesh:
aap ko leta diya hai n kisisng ur body
mera tee shirt bhi utar diya hai maine
aap ke boobs meri chest se ragar rahe hai
Aur Mera wo to eakdum tight hai ... standing in ur respect
aap ke aadar samman mai khada hai wo
(' Teri maa ko condom pehna ke chudwau ya Bina Uske?' Rajiv asked me.' pregnant Karwa du saali ko? He added. I was in no mood of tolerating any condoms and replied 'bilkul.randi ki chut mein beej dalwa de bhai iska'. That was the day , I guess I had truly become a cuck son)
Lokesh:
ragar raha hu tumhare badan se mere badan ko
kisisng u at ur tummy
fir tum petticoat utarne ko bolti ho
renu u r sexy dear
sach mai tum bahut sexy ho
Renu:
Thanks.. pyaar karo mujhe
(Rajiv could not hold on any longer and I guess imagining mom with a stranger man in bed without top proved too much to handle and he cummed a lot moaning 'aaaah, raand saali..mujhse chudwa De apni Randi Maa ko'. I was close but not yet there. I hoped I would last till my mom had been completely impregnated by the stranger. Rajiv had to rush to washroom to clean himself. As he left, he commanded ' aage ki chat Tu sambhal. Bas apni maa Ka role play kar'. I was thrilled to be at the driving seat. I was thrilled to get my mom fucked hard. I was thrilled to be a cuckold )
lokesh:
dono boobs ke beech mai mera face hai
dudhu pee raha hu
Renu:
Ji
lokesh:
mere haath ab tumhare badan ko sehlate huye niche ja rahe hai
n rubbing my legs with ur legs
nipple mere muh mai hai
ufff gore gore feet
mere feet ko aap ke feet se ragar raha hu
lovely legs
tum sach mai bahut sexy ho renu
Now u only in panty
Renu:
Ok
( I was dying in anticipation now. I was so close to cumming. I wanted him to fuck my mom. The anticipated was so high that every message from him brought a new wave of thrill with it, a new desire to see my mom, to fuck my mom's cunt and this thrill would take me closer to cumming every single time. I wanted to be cucked by my mom. I wanted to enjoy the scene in real. I was just loving it)
lokesh:
main sehla raha hu
tumhari panty ko rub kar raha hu
tumare haath kaha hai?
Renu:
Aapke sir pe...pyar se sehla rahi hu aap k baalo ko
lokesh:
panty ko pyar sy dheere dheere sehla raha hu
ohh meri jaan
ek haath sir par rakho dusra mere tool par rakhao aur isko ragdo
ufff u love if i kiss u there on Ur heaven?
Renu:
Yes...mujhe bahut pyaar do...
( I was loving this and wanted to play the role in a much bolder way than what Rajiv was doing)
lokesh:
its hairy or clean?
mai pyar se tumhari panty ko utar raha hu
uffff so hot n wet
Renu:
Silky clean...aap ke liye sirf...mujhe aaj Mera pati bhula do
lokesh:
Wah...love it baby
kissing u at ur legs
aur upar aa raha hu feet ko chumte huye
Renu:
Ji..play with my Payal baby...aah
lokesh:
ek haath se aap ki pussy ko ragad raha hu
unglio ko aap ke feet par fira raha hu...payal ki khann khann mere Lund ko aur zyada paagal Kar rahi hai. Ek Payal utar ke meine apne Lund pe lapet li hai aur dusri Payal se dheere dheere tumhare nipples ko maar Raha hu
(' Wow man, kya chod Raha hai mummy ko' I thought to myself. I had never thought that Payal could act as such a erotic sex toy)
lokesh:
uffff sexyyy pussy
aap key dono feet ko felaya n kiss u there
Renu:
Ohhh
lokesh:
dheere dheere meri jeebh se touch kar raha hu
suck kar raha hu n lick bhi kar raha hu tumhari chut ko raani
ek haath se boobs masal raha hu
Renu:
Oh...bahut Maza aa Raha hai
Aaaah
Love me
lokesh:
lo tum isko sehlao
Renu:
Ji...hath se hila rahi hu pyaare hard Lund ko..Payal awaz Kar rahi hai hilane se
lokesh:
Karne do meri Jaan
many tumhare dono legs ko aur felaya n deap kiss kiya inside ur pussy
aap ke pyar key liye machal raha hai mera lund...
kesa laga mera lund
Renu:
Bahut hard..isko Payal se dheere se maaru
( I wanted the Payal thing to continue forever. It was such a hard on)
lokesh:
u love it?
chusogi ?
Sirf Payal Nahi meri Jaan, pehle apna mangalsutra utar ke wo bhi mere Lund pe lapet
Renu:
Ji
lokesh:
Lapet Diya?
Ab bol 'aaj se meri chut Lokesh ki amaanat hai. Bol meri randi'
(To hear expletives from him about my mom was a new level. I almost cummed reading it. I was almost trembling with thrill now. Rajiv was back from the washroom)
Renu:
Ji. .aaj se pati bhi chodega to aap ko hi imagine karungi
( I couldn't control anymore and unfortunately cummed and cummed hard. It was an extremely new level of thrill. I knew I wanted to see her nude in real now. I knew I wanted to fuck her in real now. I knew I wanted to see her getting fucked now.)
I didn't go to the college the next day. The four hours session with friends had been so much sexually charged the previous day that it felt like all of the energy out of me had been drained out. Add to that effect of cumming four-five times within 14 -15 hours and I felt sick. Although that meant that I had to wait a day longer before I could get the CDs back from Rajiv, but I didn't perceive much of a risk there as I didn't expect my parents to be checking out for the CDs in the cabinet anyways. I spent the day playing games on my console and went to college the next day.
My first day in college after the incident was pretty normal except that I had all of my friends personally thanking me for the invite that day. There was some discussion among the group on how they all loved it that day but nothing more than what was expected. I assumed that maybe they must have had bulk of discussions among themselves the previous day in my absence. 'Good that I didn't come to college yesterday' I thought to myself. During Recess, Rajiv handed me the CDs back as he joyfully exclaimed 'saat samundar paar pe to raand bahut mast nachi hai'. He had a naughty smile on his face and winked at me. As I took over the possession of the CDs, I could imagine him shagging watching her dance on that song. I wanted to confront him that moment to know if he had told everyone else about the incident at his home a few months back but then decided against it for two reasons. Firstly, I didn't want to bring up the discussion again and secondly it hardly mattered now as everyone had anyways seen me shagging to my mom in person.
Around two weeks passed. I experienced some changes in the behaviour of the group in these 15 days. Firstly, there were regular referenced to the fond memories of the incidents that happened that day. Probably, they loved discussing my mom again and again. They loved reminding each other about her bra, her panties and her clothes and the aroma engaged within the fabric. Secondly, I observed that more than my mom herself, they loved discussing about me shagging on her. There would be regular jokes cracked on how badly I wanted to fuck my own mom when I shagged that day. They probably loved humiliating me. They loved the thrill that incest had to offer. Lastly, I observed that requests to arrange a real fucking session with her didn't die that day. Any discussion about my mom would typically end with a request or a plan or suggestion on how I could help them all have her. Despite me not giving any importance and ignoring to what they had to say, the requests didn't die with time.
Through these days, I observed a significant change in myself as well. My threshold of feeling bad and humiliated had increased. I no more felt bad about any discussion involving my fantasies about my mom. In fact, I used to participate in the discussion actively now. Nothing was off the table now except doing anything in real. I had got used to being referred to as a 'madarchod' or 'mc' in short by the group and felt nothing bad about it anymore. I didn't feel humiliated anymore. But this had a flip side as well. Talks and thoughts about mom that would keep me aroused for hours earlier didn't have that effect anymore. My threshold of arousal had increased too. Shagging just imagining her or watching her pics didn't give me the same pleasure that it used to earlier. Probably, I wanted a new thrill and so did my friends. Probably, it was the pursuit of this new thrill that didn't let the requests for a real fuck session with her die out from them with time.
But, I wasn't letting it get worse anymore. Leave aside real sessions, I was determined not to let them have any new experiences in their fantasies as well.
Around 20 days had passed since that incident at my home. Things had started to settle in. It was a Saturday and my father returned from office early that evening. He informed us that he had a conversation with his sister while in office and that we would be visiting my paternal aunt the next day who used to stay in Gurgaon. He further announced that considering how difficult and painful it was to drive through the traffic to Gurgaon, we would instead be traveling by Delhi Metro.
Next day, we woke up earlier than usual and had an early breakfast and started getting ready to leave. I wore a new pair of denim and t shirt while my father got dressed in his cotton trousers and a linen shirt. But it was my mom who looked stunning and stole the show that day. She wore a lemonish green saree with sleeveless blouse. Her flesh could be seen through four prominent places and each one of them looked equally seductive. Firstly, the blouse had a deep back with a string to keep it tight at the back and her soft back skin looked stunning through the gap. Her skin at arms looked so silky and I was having a tough time controlling my urge to feel it. Thirdly, the waist and hint of navel looked so seductive and suggestive of what a treat her body would have been to smother on bed. Lastly, she had paired the saree with golden heels, yeah, the same heels that had been fucked hard by my friends' hard dicks a few days back. Her fair feet looked stunning and wanting to be licked through the god damned heels. In totality, she looked like angelic to me that day.
We left home at around 11 in the morning as dad drove us to the nearest metro station. It was hardly a ten minute drive before we boarded the train from the station. As usual, it was bit crowded in there and we couldn't find three consecutive vacant seats for n the train. Dad got mom seated in one of the seats reserved for ladies as he waited for seats to get vacant so that we both could get seated too. But our wait was cut short after about 5 minutes when someone seated on the lane opposite to my mom called out my dad ' Bhai Sahab, Yaha aayiye jaldi'. Those sitting next to him had just stood up from their seats to deboard the train at the next station and he called us to take those seats before others could take them. We were quick enough to claim those vacant seats and it felt like a little victory. A few seconds later, I discovered that my dad knew this guy as they both exchanged smiles and pleasantries. I soon found out that they had both seen each other in the colony park that my father used to visit for his early morning walks but had never talked to each other. It was like they knew each other by face but nothing more. Soon, both the men started talking and getting to know each other.
He introduced himself to us as one Mr. Sanjay Chaudhary and informed us that he was working in a nearby engineering college as a professor of Mathematics. By looks he looked around 50 years old to me. He basically belonged to Jind in Haryana but had been living in Delhi for quiet sometime now due to his work. He was staying in a rented accommodation in a nearby colony with his family.
Dad introduced me and mom to him as he told him about his job and other details. He looked and spoke like a perfect gentleman then. Soon, the discussion got centred about me and my studies. That's when he told my dad that he was into taking private turions for higher classes for mathematics. I could sense him advertising himself to my dad as a possible tutor for his son. The discussion soon ended as he deboarded the train a few stations later. Before getting on the platform he waived us good bye with an invitation to my parents 'kabhi aayiye Ghar pe aap log. Bhabhi ji aur Amit ko bhi sath le ke aayiye'
We reached my aunt's house shortly after and were back by late evening. Through out the day, I kept staring glances of my mom's curves. She was looking like a goddess of sex that day. I wondered if any of my friends would have been able to control himself had they seen her that day.
A few days passed by and I had almost forgotten about the professor till around a week later, dad returned from his morning walk and told us that he had met him in the park that day. From what I could make out from his talk, they must have walked a few rounds together that day. From that day onwards, their meetings in park became more and more frequent. It almost became a daily routine and my father would talk about him at home very frequently. My dad seemed to love his new company.
Things were pretty stable at college and I had been able to control my friends' advances and I hoped that with no further incidents, maybe their interest in her would die out a natural death with time. However, that was not to be.
A week later, at college, when we were alone, Rajiv told me that he wanted me to see something. When I enquired about it, he further told me with a smile ' aaj shaam ko Ghar aana, 5 baje, tab dikhaunga' . He had never been more secretive ever earlier. I tried to push him to disclose the matter but he didn't budge and kept on insisting that I visit his home in the evening. I was dying of suspense. I had a doubt that it might be about my mom. But, then nothing new about my mom had taken place in recent days. I remained puzzled throughout the day. I wanted to know the truth and reached his home that evening around 5 in the evening. He informed me with a grin on his face that his parents had gone out for about 2 hours as he received me.
I was too eager to know what he wanted to share. But he won't disclose anything soon. He soon guided me to his room as he got his laptop from his study table. On seeing him fetch his laptop, I guessed that it was going to be about a new kind of porn that he might have downloaded but I was proved wrong within a few seconds. After logging in, he immediately clicked on the yahoo Yahoo messenger tab and logged in with an id 'Renuhwdel'. I immediately knew that it was indeed about my mom.
'Yeh kya hai', I enquired. 'Dekhta ja, bhai, bahut mazedaar hai. Just wait for a second', he reverted as he proceeded to key in the password and log in the messenger.
Messenger took a few seconds to log in. This was my first encounter with a messenger service and I really didn't have a clue of what to expect. 'Rajiv knows a lot of stuff' I thought as we waited anxiously for messenger to log in. As soon as it did, multiple windows popped up on his screen. There was one with details like the phone number and email id associated with the messenger is. It had my mom's pic on the top. I, later, figured out that the pic on the top was the display picture or dp that he had used for this particular I'd. The pic he used was one of the best pics of my mom. He must have taken it from our Himachal vacation folders on the cd. She looked really cute in the red Punjabi suit that she had worn in it with full make up and lots of bangles. Another window that popped up had several names written separately with a common statement 'wants to be your friend' annexed at the end of each name. There were around 20 odd names in it. I later figured out that these were pending friend requests .Rajiv closed both these Pop ups. We were now at the main messenger body. It had the mom's same pic on the left top corner and there were multiple names mentioned below with corresponding messages written next to each name. I was still not able to figure it out and asked Rajiv 'kya hai yeh sab'. He laughed and replied 'kuchh Nahi. Teri maa ko online set Karwa Raha hu. Saali ko jagat Randi Bana Raha hu'. I still didn't understand it.
Before I could let him know of it, someone with an id 'decentmarriedman' messaged him 'how are you babe? Was missing you sexy'. 'Sexy?', I looked at Rajiv with a confused look. 'Haa, Renu Randi ko sexy bula Raha hai yeh' he replied. He further elaborated 'bhai, yeh id meine Teri maa ke naam pe banayi hai. Yaha sab log yeh samajh ke chat Kar rahe hai Jaise Teri maa se Kar rahe ho'. Things were getting clearer now. 'Par yeh log hai kon?' I asked. 'teri maa ke random ashiq' he replied with a giggle. 'Bhai, yahoo chatrooms mein mile hai yeh sab. Uske baare mein baad mein bataunga, abhi to bas yeh samajh le ki random log hai Jo hum se yeh samajh ke baat kar rahe hai ki Woh Renu se baat kar rahe hai. Dekhta jaa aaj kaise chudti hai' he added. I was more curious than hasitant now. This was a such a unique experience. I was going to get to know what other men thought about my mom. Though, I didn't show any interest in it but then I didn't stop him either.
'Chal tujhe shuru se dikhata hu' saying this, Rajiv logged into something called as chat rooms from his messenger window. A few seconds later, a window opened up with several chat rooms listed on it. He clicked on the topmost room by the name 'Delhi Chat room'. We were in the chat room now as I saw lots and lots of messages scrolling on the chat window. I observed that most of these messages were either about sex or were expletives laden. This was my first exposure to virtual sex.
Around 5 seconds later someone with an id 'lokeshgm' messaged Rajiv (actually, not Rajiv but Renu).
Lokesh:
hello renu
Renu:
Asl
lokesh:
me Male 43 and u pls
Renu:
38 f del
lokesh:
kesy hai aap
Renu:
U from
Fine
U?
lokesh:
jaipur sey hu
lokesh:
me fine
Renu:
Ok
lokesh:
aap aai hai kabhi jaipur
Renu:
No
lokesh:
ok
kya karati hai aap
Renu:
Housewife
lokesh:
nice
Renu:
U?
lokesh:
husband kya karaty hai aap key
Renu:
job
lokesh:
me doing job as GM in pvtco
Renu:
Nice
lokesh:
so aur batao ji how is life
Renu:
Good
lokesh:
so can we become frd
Renu:
Ok
lokesh:
so aap kesa dost chati hai
Renu:
Normal
Good natured
lokesh:
good
u have kids
Renu
One
U?
lokesh
kya karata hai?
2 one boy one girl
Renu
Studying
lokesh
can i view ur pic
(Rajiv messaged him my mom's solo pic . He didn't even bother to seek my permission. I was enjoying the chat so didn't mind it either, to be frank. This pic had mom wearing a salwar suit and was a close up of her face.)
Lokesh:
ohh nice sweet lady
great smile
Renu:
Thanks
lokesh:
u belong to delhi only
Renu:
Ji
lokesh:
husband bhi delhi sey hai
Renu:
Ji
lokesh:
aap key muskan bhaut pyari hai
Can we can be frd
Renu:
Sure
lokesh:
kya kar rahi hai aap
delhi sardi hai abhi
Renu:
No
Nothing
lokesh:
live in joint family?
Renu:
No
lokesh:
so what u like n what u dislikes
Renu:
TV music chatting travel shopping
lokesh:
travelling mai kaha kaha gai hai aap
Renu:
North India mostly
lokesh:
n chatting mai how many fds u have
Renu:
Few
lokesh:
few mai kitne ji
Renu:
10
lokesh:
ayeee tery itany sary
Renu:
Hehe
lokesh:
hehhehehhehe
so u like love n roamantic chat also?
(Rajiv looked at me with a smile. 'Saale Ka khada ho Gaya hai Renu ki pic Dekh Kar. Ho sakta hai hila bhi Raha ho. Par itni asaani se Renu chut Nahi Delhi, thoda ghumata hi isey. )
Renu:
What?
lokesh:
kya aap ko pyar n romance pasand hai?
Renu:
Hmm
lokesh:
ummaa pyari hai jii aap
Renu:
Thanks
lokesh:
aur kaho
Renu:
Kya Kahu?
lokesh:
jo dil kary
aub hum acchy dost hony ja rahy hai hai
so jo dil kary we can chat
Renu:
K
lokesh:
accha pyar pasand hai thoda pyar karu aap ko hehehehh
('Dekha, saala chodna Chahta hai Teri maa ko', Rajiv laughed out. I was loving this experience and my cock was hard already. I had seen men staring at my mom but listening about mom from another man was something new and very very thrilling).
Renu:
Kya?
lokesh:
kuch nahi
flirt karu aap key sath
Plz
dekho hum aap ko aap sey chura lengay fir
Renu:
Hehe
lokesh:
pyar sey aap ko apana bana lenagy jii
Renu:
Hehe
lokesh:
hamari baho mai kho jaogi fir aap
Renu:
Kyu
lokesh:
samet lenge ji hamari baho mai aap ko aur seene sey laga lengay
kyu ki bahut sara pyar karanage aap ko isliya
Renu:
Bas Karo ab
(' itni asaani se Kisi Ka bistar garam Nahi karegi Randi, chutiye. 'Rajiv spoke to himself as he typed that)
lokesh:
aisa kyu
Renu:
Aise hi
lokesh:
lo jii aap ka hukum
Renu:
Ok
lokesh:
hum aap ki aur pic dekhana chahte hai
(Rajiv looked at me as he asked ' bata kon si pic bheju raand ki?'. Before I could respond, he chose one of mom's pic in a sleeveless pink suit and sent it. 'ab Dekh saala mast ho Jayega Randi ki jawani' Dekh kar' he added. I nodded in awe and anticipation)
lokesh:
wahhh so sweet ur
Renu:
Thanks
lokesh:
aap bahut khubsurat hai
jee karata hai .........
('haha, saala, jee karta hai iska ki raand Ka doodh pee le, abhi Nahi bol Raha par ek do pic aur dekhne ke baad yehi bolega' Rajiv said looking at me)
Renu:
Thanks
lokesh:
ur welcome lovely sweet lady
awwo na seene sey laga ley jii aap ko
('aa Gaya phir se line pe' I remarked as I continued to love the thrill)
Lokesh:
Pyar se aap key silky silky balo mai unglio ko firaaye
(before the guy could finish showering praises of mom' s beauty, Rajiv sent him another pic.This one had a front view of mom with a hint of her bust. The only thing separating her bust from the looker's eyes was her dupaata. 'Ab Dekh kya mast comments aate hai', Rajiv said as I observed him rubbing his dick over his pants)
lokesh:
so sweet
Renu:
Thanks
lokesh:
pyari lady
sach u have lovely smile
with lovelly lips
Renu:
Thanks
lokesh;
aap key muskurahat pyari hai n lips bhi
hukum ho to in lips ko hum apne lips sey.....
permission ho to jiii in sweet lips ko ..
ufff swet lips
sach u r so sweet
(It felt so hot to hear all this about mom from a stranger. My dick was so hard now. 'Ab yeh pakka hila Raha hoga Renu ko soch kar' Rajiv said as he continued stroking his dick)
Renu:
Thanks
lokesh:
lips ko lips sey laga kar deap kiss to u
renu aap bhaut pyari hai
jee karata hai..
pyari hai jee app
jee karata hai aap ko dekhata rahu
('chal, ab chudwata hu Teri raand maa ko' Rajiv said looking at me. 'Wah' was my reply)
Renu:
Ok
lokesh:
ur lovely lips.. pyari muskan
Renu:
Thanks
lokesh:
sach u r lovely nice lady
pyari aur sunder hia jiii aap
Renu:
Thanks
lokesh:
jeee karata hai ... aap ko...
Renu:
Ji
lokesh;
kya jiiiii
Renu;
U were saying kuchh
lokesh:
jiii key aap ko kas kar baho mai samet lu
Renu:
Ok
lokesh:
really u r good n lovely
samet lu jiii?
Renu:
Ok
lokesh:
sacchi mucchi dekho fir hum aap ko khub sara pyar kar denge
fir na kehna jii kuch
Renu:
Ok
lokesh:
aisa to fir aa jao ji pyar sey hamari baho mai
Renu:
Ok
lokesh:
hum pyar sey ungalio ko aap key balo mai fira rahe hai
rubbing u n feel u in my arms
Renu:
Ok
('aah', Rajiv moaned as he got his dick out of his pants and started moaning. ' chud maa mi Lodi Renu. Le iska air humara lund' he added. By now, even I had started stroking my dick over my pants vigorously. It felt so hot to get to know what other men felt about my mom)
lokesh:
kaisa lag raha hai
Renu:
Good...my eyes are getting closed sharm se
(I imagined my mom with her eyes closed and in his arms. I felt so so horny doing that)
lokesh:
really. eyes close kar ke aap aur khubsurat lag rahi ho
hum pyar se aap ke galo se apne galo ko rub kar rahy hai
n feeling u
Renu :
Ok
lokesh:
rubbing my nose with ur nose
aap key lips ko dheere se hamare lips se lagaya n kiss u at ur lips
muhaaaaaaaaaaaa
('aaah Renu saali', Rajiv was shagging even faster now. I couldn't control any more. The imagination and the messages made me get my dick out from my pants as well as I started stroking)
lokesh:
renu sach aap bahut khubsurat hai
feeling you in my arms
ufff kya aada hai jiii aap key
aise na sharmao jiii
aur thoda pass aao na
feel karu aap key saanso ki garmi ko
renu u look so sweet n sexy dear
kaisa lag raha hai
Renu:
Good
lokesh:
aa bhi jaao aur pass
Renu:
Ok
lokesh:
aap ki neck ko kiss kar raha hu meri jaan
kissing u at ur neck
aur meri ungalio ko aap ki pith par fira raha hu
ufff u r so sexy
ek haath aap ki kamar mai hai
n feeling ur soft front at my chest
Renu:
Ji
('Daba saali Randi ke mumme. Chus behenchodi ko', Rajiv blurted out. 'haa mummy ki Chus lo, mere saamne chodo mummy ko', I moaned. I was loving being a cuckold son)
lokesh:
aap key galo sey mere galo ko ragar raha hu
lips ko lips sey lagaya n kissing u
aap ka ek lip mere muh mai hai
Renu:
Hmmm...I m feeling shy
lokesh:
kya pehna hai jii aap ne
Renu:
Saree
( 'ab raand ki saree utregi', I said completely overpowered by the thrill of seeing my mom getting fucked by a stranger. I was shagging hard and wanted to imagine my mom even better, so I asked Rajiv to open her pics in another window and place it on the side. My shagging got even more frantic on seeing her picture. She looked so cute in her blue and white saree. 'Aaah. Mujhe chodna hai saali ko aur chudwana bhi hai Apne saamne' I blurted out.)
lokesh:
uff pyari lag rahi ho saree mai
Renu:
Thanks
lokesh:
pallu gir gaya hai n me kissing u at ur neck
uffff lovely lovely
Renu:
Meri ankhe sharm se band ho rahi hai
(Rajiv was playing the role of a conservative shy housewife to the perfection. He was very close to what would otherwise have been my mom's actual reaction in such a situation. This was adding to the fire in me)
lokesh:
ha aur mere haath machal rahe hai aap ko sehlane ko
ungaliya aap key gol gol front ko sehlana chati hai
can i?
('haa Daba le Randi ke dooodh saale' Rajiv said looking at mom's pic and placing his finger on her boobs on the screen)
lokesh:
Sehla lu na inko
Renu:
Pata nahiSmile....mere se mat puchho...I feel shy
lokesh:
Oh meri Jaan...kya adayein hai teri
dheere dheere pyar se aap ke soft front par meri ungaliya ghuma Raha hu
halke se daba diya many inko
ufff so soft
Renu:
U like them?
lokesh:
very much
lokesh:
pyar se touch kar raha hu dono ko
They are big
dheere dheere daba raha hu inko
Renu:
Mein sharm we laal ho gayi hu yaha
lokesh:
renu ab nahi raha ja raha
mere haath blouse ke huk ko talash rahe hai
ungaliya machal rahi hai inko kholne ko
can i open ??
(' Bol, Karwa du ab nangi saali raand maa ko teri?' Rajiv looked at me as if he wanted an approval. I was in no mood to delay as I wasnt very far from cumming and replied 'bilkul. Mujhe dekhna hai kaise chudegi mere saamne')
lokesh:
aage hai huk ya pichhe hai
apa key pith par ungalio ko fira raha hu
pyar se aap ke boobs key golaiyo ko sehla raha hu
kitani pyari khushbu aa rahi hai aap se
(This was the first time he had used the words 'boobs'. Reading that and imagine my mom's naked melons had a similar effect on both of us. Rajiv said looking at me ' bhai real mein chusne Ka plan bana. bahut Mann hai doodh peene ka' as he continued stroking his dick. 'Bilkul bhai, doodh to mujhe bhi peena hai. Woh bhi poori nangi Kar ke' I replied as I stood up and placed my dick on her boobs on the screen)
lokesh:
wana see more pic
('haha, yeh saala pakka hila Raha hai Teri maa pe. Isliye aur pics maang Raha hai' Rajiv said looking at me)
lokesh:
apana chand sa mukhda dikhao
(This time Rajiv sent him the same pic that we were shaging on)
Lokesh:
uff so sweet
hey aap key saans to garam ho rahi hai jiiii
aur dil jor jor sey dharak raha hai
ufff lovely soft boobs
mein pyar sey dheere se inko sahala raha hu
Renu:
aah
lokesh:
kaisa lag raha hai
mein dheere dheere inko daba raha hu
Renu:
Good
lokesh:
aur jor se dabau?
aur paas Kar liya aap ko n me pressing them
Renu:
Mujhe sharm aa rahi hai...don't ask me
lokesh:
ohhh theek hai jiii sharmao aap
lekin mery baho mai rehna
hey blouse ke huk par meri ungaliya hai
dheere dheere ek ek huk ko bahut pyar se khol raha hu renu
Renu:
Ok
( 'Aaah madarchod Amit. Dekh Teri Randi maa nangi ho rahi hai saali kuttiya' ,Rajiv looked at me and blew a kiss towards my mom on his screen)
lokesh:
ek ek huk pyar se sehlate huye khola hai maine
uffff gora gora badan jii aap ka
ap ke haath ko sidha kiya aur blouse ko nikal diya ji meine
uffff so big n so lovellyyyyy meri jaan
renu ji kya size hai inka
Renu:
38
('Aah', I moaned as I closed my eyes momentarily thinking about my mom's lovely melons)
lokesh:
now kissing u at ur back .. aur pith ko chumte huye meine apne teeth se aap key bra ka huk khola diya hai
Renu:
Uhhh
lokesh:
n rubbing my face on ur back
face ko aap key pith par ragad raha hu aur mere haath aap ke soft boobs ko daba rahe hai
('Uff...abhi Nikal Jayega mera. Kya mumme hai saali ke' Rajiv said moving his fingers on mom's boobs on the screen. He was seemingly close to cumming)
lokesh:
masal raha hu dono ko
Renu:
Uhhh
lokesh:
dheere dheere upar niche kar raha hu inko aur aap key pith ko chum raha hu
aap key nipples ko touch kar raha hu
so soft meri Jaan
Doodh pila do Apne ashiq ko
mere haath mai hai dono hila raha hu inko
aur aap ke samne aa gaya hu n looking in ur eyes
kissing u at ur tummy .. isi tummy mein tha aap ka beta..kitni haseen hai aapki tummy
(His praise for mom's tummy and how she had me in it for 9 months was too much to handle. I had never enjoyed being a cuckold son any more ever before. I could feel my precum oozing out of my dick already)
lokesh:
ek nipple ko muh mai liya aur chus raha hu
dusare boob ko masal raha hu n nipple ko chus raha hu dudu pee raha hu tumhara
Renu:
pee lo saara
('aah Randi, hum bacho ko bhi pila De behenchodi' Rajiv said as he moaned out 'aaaaah')
lokesh:
ha pee raha hu
dheere dheere meri jeebh laga raha hu
aur daba daba kar chus raha hu tumhare nipples ko
('bhai tujhe Yaad hai is Randi ke doodh ka taste jab tujhe pilati thi bachpan mein? 'Rajiv asked me. ' kaash Yaad hota. Par meetha hi hoga' I replied)
Renu:
ohh
lokesh:
kesa lag raha hai jiii
Renu:
mast
lokesh:
maja aa ra hai ha
aao chalo bed par let jao na
Renu:
Ji
lokesh:
aap ko leta diya hai n kisisng ur body
mera tee shirt bhi utar diya hai maine
aap ke boobs meri chest se ragar rahe hai
Aur Mera wo to eakdum tight hai ... standing in ur respect
aap ke aadar samman mai khada hai wo
(' Teri maa ko condom pehna ke chudwau ya Bina Uske?' Rajiv asked me.' pregnant Karwa du saali ko? He added. I was in no mood of tolerating any condoms and replied 'bilkul.randi ki chut mein beej dalwa de bhai iska'. That was the day , I guess I had truly become a cuck son)
Lokesh:
ragar raha hu tumhare badan se mere badan ko
kisisng u at ur tummy
fir tum petticoat utarne ko bolti ho
renu u r sexy dear
sach mai tum bahut sexy ho
Renu:
Thanks.. pyaar karo mujhe
(Rajiv could not hold on any longer and I guess imagining mom with a stranger man in bed without top proved too much to handle and he cummed a lot moaning 'aaaah, raand saali..mujhse chudwa De apni Randi Maa ko'. I was close but not yet there. I hoped I would last till my mom had been completely impregnated by the stranger. Rajiv had to rush to washroom to clean himself. As he left, he commanded ' aage ki chat Tu sambhal. Bas apni maa Ka role play kar'. I was thrilled to be at the driving seat. I was thrilled to get my mom fucked hard. I was thrilled to be a cuckold )
lokesh:
dono boobs ke beech mai mera face hai
dudhu pee raha hu
Renu:
Ji
lokesh:
mere haath ab tumhare badan ko sehlate huye niche ja rahe hai
n rubbing my legs with ur legs
nipple mere muh mai hai
ufff gore gore feet
mere feet ko aap ke feet se ragar raha hu
lovely legs
tum sach mai bahut sexy ho renu
Now u only in panty
Renu:
Ok
( I was dying in anticipation now. I was so close to cumming. I wanted him to fuck my mom. The anticipated was so high that every message from him brought a new wave of thrill with it, a new desire to see my mom, to fuck my mom's cunt and this thrill would take me closer to cumming every single time. I wanted to be cucked by my mom. I wanted to enjoy the scene in real. I was just loving it)
lokesh:
main sehla raha hu
tumhari panty ko rub kar raha hu
tumare haath kaha hai?
Renu:
Aapke sir pe...pyar se sehla rahi hu aap k baalo ko
lokesh:
panty ko pyar sy dheere dheere sehla raha hu
ohh meri jaan
ek haath sir par rakho dusra mere tool par rakhao aur isko ragdo
ufff u love if i kiss u there on Ur heaven?
Renu:
Yes...mujhe bahut pyaar do...
( I was loving this and wanted to play the role in a much bolder way than what Rajiv was doing)
lokesh:
its hairy or clean?
mai pyar se tumhari panty ko utar raha hu
uffff so hot n wet
Renu:
Silky clean...aap ke liye sirf...mujhe aaj Mera pati bhula do
lokesh:
Wah...love it baby
kissing u at ur legs
aur upar aa raha hu feet ko chumte huye
Renu:
Ji..play with my Payal baby...aah
lokesh:
ek haath se aap ki pussy ko ragad raha hu
unglio ko aap ke feet par fira raha hu...payal ki khann khann mere Lund ko aur zyada paagal Kar rahi hai. Ek Payal utar ke meine apne Lund pe lapet li hai aur dusri Payal se dheere dheere tumhare nipples ko maar Raha hu
(' Wow man, kya chod Raha hai mummy ko' I thought to myself. I had never thought that Payal could act as such a erotic sex toy)
lokesh:
uffff sexyyy pussy
aap key dono feet ko felaya n kiss u there
Renu:
Ohhh
lokesh:
dheere dheere meri jeebh se touch kar raha hu
suck kar raha hu n lick bhi kar raha hu tumhari chut ko raani
ek haath se boobs masal raha hu
Renu:
Oh...bahut Maza aa Raha hai
Aaaah
Love me
lokesh:
lo tum isko sehlao
Renu:
Ji...hath se hila rahi hu pyaare hard Lund ko..Payal awaz Kar rahi hai hilane se
lokesh:
Karne do meri Jaan
many tumhare dono legs ko aur felaya n deap kiss kiya inside ur pussy
aap ke pyar key liye machal raha hai mera lund...
kesa laga mera lund
Renu:
Bahut hard..isko Payal se dheere se maaru
( I wanted the Payal thing to continue forever. It was such a hard on)
lokesh:
u love it?
chusogi ?
Sirf Payal Nahi meri Jaan, pehle apna mangalsutra utar ke wo bhi mere Lund pe lapet
Renu:
Ji
lokesh:
Lapet Diya?
Ab bol 'aaj se meri chut Lokesh ki amaanat hai. Bol meri randi'
(To hear expletives from him about my mom was a new level. I almost cummed reading it. I was almost trembling with thrill now. Rajiv was back from the washroom)
Renu:
Ji. .aaj se pati bhi chodega to aap ko hi imagine karungi
( I couldn't control anymore and unfortunately cummed and cummed hard. It was an extremely new level of thrill. I knew I wanted to see her nude in real now. I knew I wanted to fuck her in real now. I knew I wanted to see her getting fucked now.)
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