02-06-2020, 06:31 PM
Part VII
He advanced towards bed looking at my beautiful mummy helplessly lying on bed. He stood by knees on the bed and took her legs in hands. Her anklet rang sensually; sliding down as he pulled her legs up. And her petticoat also gathered around her waist again exposing her pulpy, milky white thighs. Those beautiful thighs! There wasn’t a single hair on them and they were shining like moon. It was going to be big treat for Swamiji.
“Aahhhh.. “ he moaned and started licking her soft feet.. That moist sound of “surr…. Chukkk… chukk…” was giving me disgusting feeling. mummy was trying to move her legs but those were held firmly by Swamiji. His mouth then moved to her toes and he kissed all her figures. All over this time, his rough hands were massaging her soft inner thighs and pinching them playfully. I was wondering how his harsh hand would have felt on mummy’s buttery thighs. I think he liked her maroon painted nails. He lovingly held her both toes to his chest and rubbed there feeling their softness with closed eyes. Again he madly took them up and started sucking each of her fingers one by one heartily. mummy was jerking like fish.
In response to his wild sucking, whenever mummy tried to twist and pull her legs from his hand, he forcefully twisted her leg to opposite side which didn’t let her slip out of his hands.
It was evident to me that, he was lusting for every inch of my mummy’s body. He was not in rush, taking full advantage of mummy’s absolute voluptuous body. He stopped suckling her fingers and his tongue slides below, licking every inch of her proportionate legs. He put several bites on her thighs and sucked hard before he made his way through both of her legs held in air and kissed mummy’s luscious lips again.
This suppressed mummy’s sigh due to his biting and once again moistened (‘wetted’ may be best word I guess) her lips with his dirty saliva. He was kissing her as if honey was oozing throw mummy’s red lips. And mummy had no choice but just to sob. He then kissed her chest over bra; pulled her nipples with teeth and rubbed his face over her soft chest. “Aaaaaaah…”, she moaned. mummy’s eyes were closed and she was gasping with this treatment at her breast at the same time doing poor effort of hitting his face. He tried to undo bra; which was stretched with size of her jugs but was unable to do so as mummy didn’t move. In anticipation, he pressed both her boobs to his heart’s content.
“Mmmm… they are so perfect Putri. So huge and firm at the same time! It’s hard to believe you are married woman with school-going kid”, He mumbled while sensually pressing her bra-guarded mammary. I can’t explain how nervous moment it was for me watching my own mother’s private part – breasts – which isn’t merely a woman genital, but an object of motherly affection for son who have nurtured over it, was handled by a pervert before my eyes. With watering mouth and eyes filled with lust he was pressing them, grouping them and groaning with impatience while turning her globes into various shapes.
I understood with his increased pace that he can’t bear it anymore. “Darling.. I want to see your prominent vaksha in their full glory..”, he said and tried to stretch out her bra to reveal her breasts but this time somehow mummy crossed her hands and guard her chest.
I thought swamiji will force her but to my surprise he looked to her and while playing with her bangles said, “Oh… my queen don’t want to reveal them so early? Well no problem.. I don’t have hurry either. We have whole night ahead.. hi hi hi..”, and advanced further for a noisy liplock.
“Ummmm…” he again resettled to his original position over knee; holding her left leg on chest and elevated right leg to his mouth. He whirled his wet tongue around thumb of her left leg. mummy was helplessly looking at him.. shaking her neck in ‘no’. Looking straight in her eyes, Swamiji wetted one of his fingers and mimicked action of fucking by sliding finger into gap between two fingers of her leg and moving to and fro.
Suddenly mummy kicked him with all the force she could apply. As one of her leg was resting on swamiji’s chest, Swamiji who was not expecting this much from her, fell down from the bed.
He stood up angrily and shouted looking at mummy, “beti, bear in mind…”, He hold both her legs and said, “When my lingam (cock) will be inside your love tunnel, you will embrace my back with these same legs you just kicked me with.”
He undid knot of her petticoat and threw it on the floor. mummy was laid there before him only in her bra and black panty. And swami was ready to jump over her soft, fair body. mummy hided her face with hands in shame and cried loudly. But swamiji didn’t pay attention. He himself became full naked by throwing away his pitamber which was now just formally hanging to his waist. He was ugly, but his penis was ever uglier. It was black, looking sticky due to some fluid over it. I can’t say in inch but it was really big. It smelled so bad that even I felt its pungent fish like smell from outside the room.
He twisted mummy’s legs to turn her and made her sleep on her stomach. Her long hairs which were freed now were spread all over the bed and were looking like black mattress. Even I haven’t had seen mummy’s hairs in full glory till then. I should be ashamed but at that time, I myself thought whether she looks more attractive in loose hairs or in bun.
Swamiji’s condition was not different either. He was also impressed by what was before him. He started kissing and caressing from her legs moving up, kissed sensually on both of her thighs. mummy who was lying on her stomach replied with rubbing her legs on each other making nice sound of her payal (anklets) which added more to swamiji’s lust.
Swamiji’s hand started roaming over beautiful butt of mummy.. He planted kisses over part of her ass not covered with panty and sucked there, putting red impression of lovemaking over it. “I always lusted about your nitamb (bum) my darling; the way they swing as you walk had always gave me hard on.”, Swamiji said in aroused tone shaking her bum-chicks with both his hands. He moved upside kissing her bare back making trail of saliva from waist to neck, making way through her beautiful hairs, smelling them and laid beside her.
“Your name should have been ‘kuntala’ or ‘sukeshini’ my dear..” he said, as he pick handful of her silky hairs in his hands and smelled them.. “ummm what a smell.. Whenever I see you I wonder how one woman can be blessed with so much beauty. Such a lovely face, delicate skin, sexy curves and such a killing hairs… wow..”, swamiji moaned as he put his leg over mummy’s and came closer to her from behind and sniffed her hairs like dog.
As he was rubbing his nose in her hairs, on her neck, mummy was helplessly sobbing with her face dig into pillow. Swamiji stopped for a second, “Why are you crying dear? Look if you think that I am the guy who likes to take it forcefully, you are wrong. But you yourself are forcing me to do this…”, he was caressing her hairs, “ Please darling, I once again request you.. Cooperate with me.. I am thirsty for your divine beauty.. Please satisfy me.. It will be secret between you and me..”, swamiji turned her face and said looking in her eyes. Her eyes were full of tears.
“Please swamiji… let me go..”, her sound has been weakened maybe due to drug effect and her eyes were full of tears. Swamiji looked in her eyes for a moment. He was annoyed for even after so much effort mummy is not submitting to him. And the next moment he angrily kissed her with full of lust and force, “You are mine.. you got it?..”, he said and pulled her lower lips with his teeth. He moved his hands to her back and clicked off the bra.
It literally skipped my heartbeat to witness cheer-haran (stripping) of mummy. The only cloth saving her chastity, her bra was now lying on the floor and her breasts were standing prominently on her chest in natural state. Swamiji’s eyes were about to pop out. I too never thought I will be looking at my mummy’s naked breasts one day. My throat went dry. I felt so bad that my mummy’s breasts were going to be feasted by this animal.
“Ohhh Arpita.. “, swamiji moaned with shivering voice as he advanced his hands to hold her bossoms. “These are the best stana I have ever seen putri..”, his eyes were full of lust and surprise, “I always knew you have great treasure hidden under your pallu, but this is beyond all my expectation…” he catch her both breasts with his two hands and started pressing them.
His black hands were in perfect contrast with her milky white breasts. He madly pressed them, rubbed her nipples and mummy was controlling her emotions by biting her lower lips. But swami didn’t have anything in his mind now except her magnificent tits.
“so firm.. ohh god..”, he sighed in crying tone and suddently put his mouth to her left nipple and started sucking it.. “aaaaaah”, mummy moaned out with sensation. She put her hand on mouth and bit her wrist to suppress her sounds. Swamiji’s one hand was still massaging mummy’s right breasts. The breast in his mouth was getting sucked very hard. As he sucked, nipple was escaping from his mouth with sexy sound of “puk…” and glittering with his saliva on it. Watching my mother’s tit sucked by stranger made me feel like something precious is being stolen away from us. Her face was projecting many emotions. After properly done with her left breasts, he made mummy lie properly on her back and bent over her to munch over her right tit. He grouped that melon with both his hands and said, “wow.. so huge.. and your nipple and areola are pretty big too..”, this is after plenty of time he looked at her face and said, “ don’t worry darling.. my mouth is big enough to latch on it.” and he put his mouth on breast. Her complete nipple and areola disappeared into his mouth! He was pressing that boob and sucking it at the same time. This was too much for mummy and she ended up moaning load, “aaaaaah nnnnnnnnnaaa..ummmmmm”
Swamiji sucked even harder making mummy scream with strong sensation at her nipples. Meanwhile he was rubbing his stiffened cock on her thighs. He looked at her still holding that tit in hand, “you like it na, beti? You like swamiji sucking your tits isn’t?”
mummy turned her face to one side, sobbing again..
“I know you like it..”, swamji said, “You won’t confess it for you boasts of being pativrata.. isn’t?”, he said as he tickled her nipple with his harsh toungue. “Aaaahh..”, mummy shivered. This made him to carry on scratching her nipple and areola with his spiny tongue. It was so erotic scene to see his skilled tongue working on her sensitive nipple and areola, making mummy jerk like fish on bed. She was rubbing her legs on bed due to unbearable sensation. Swamiji understood that she is in his control. She couldn’t resist much now. The forced foreplay with mummy had made his cock real hard. And I knew that in no time I will witness spoiling of my pativrata, homely mummy.
“say you like it..” he said and started sucking her both breasts hard. Switching between both breasts; so fast that mummy just couldn’t bear the pleasure of his sucking and hold his head and moaned, “aaaaaaaah…mmmmm”
Feeling her hands holding his head, he looked in her eyes still one boob in his mouth which had been stretched as he sucked it up and smiled and let it go with now familiar “pukk….” sound.
Her breasts were all wet with his dirty saliva. I didn’t have idea by then mouth can secrete this much saliva.
“I couldn’t bear anymore darling he said. Time has come for our Milan (union). Lets dive into heaven darling, let us merge our bodies.”, he said and madly moved down.
He rushed to pull of her panty with his hands as well as his teeth. I felt like some animal has entered into him. mummy’s black panty got torn due to his impatient behavior but he didn’t take time to think on it and her panty moved to floor near her bra.
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He advanced towards bed looking at my beautiful mummy helplessly lying on bed. He stood by knees on the bed and took her legs in hands. Her anklet rang sensually; sliding down as he pulled her legs up. And her petticoat also gathered around her waist again exposing her pulpy, milky white thighs. Those beautiful thighs! There wasn’t a single hair on them and they were shining like moon. It was going to be big treat for Swamiji.
“Aahhhh.. “ he moaned and started licking her soft feet.. That moist sound of “surr…. Chukkk… chukk…” was giving me disgusting feeling. mummy was trying to move her legs but those were held firmly by Swamiji. His mouth then moved to her toes and he kissed all her figures. All over this time, his rough hands were massaging her soft inner thighs and pinching them playfully. I was wondering how his harsh hand would have felt on mummy’s buttery thighs. I think he liked her maroon painted nails. He lovingly held her both toes to his chest and rubbed there feeling their softness with closed eyes. Again he madly took them up and started sucking each of her fingers one by one heartily. mummy was jerking like fish.
In response to his wild sucking, whenever mummy tried to twist and pull her legs from his hand, he forcefully twisted her leg to opposite side which didn’t let her slip out of his hands.
It was evident to me that, he was lusting for every inch of my mummy’s body. He was not in rush, taking full advantage of mummy’s absolute voluptuous body. He stopped suckling her fingers and his tongue slides below, licking every inch of her proportionate legs. He put several bites on her thighs and sucked hard before he made his way through both of her legs held in air and kissed mummy’s luscious lips again.
This suppressed mummy’s sigh due to his biting and once again moistened (‘wetted’ may be best word I guess) her lips with his dirty saliva. He was kissing her as if honey was oozing throw mummy’s red lips. And mummy had no choice but just to sob. He then kissed her chest over bra; pulled her nipples with teeth and rubbed his face over her soft chest. “Aaaaaaah…”, she moaned. mummy’s eyes were closed and she was gasping with this treatment at her breast at the same time doing poor effort of hitting his face. He tried to undo bra; which was stretched with size of her jugs but was unable to do so as mummy didn’t move. In anticipation, he pressed both her boobs to his heart’s content.
“Mmmm… they are so perfect Putri. So huge and firm at the same time! It’s hard to believe you are married woman with school-going kid”, He mumbled while sensually pressing her bra-guarded mammary. I can’t explain how nervous moment it was for me watching my own mother’s private part – breasts – which isn’t merely a woman genital, but an object of motherly affection for son who have nurtured over it, was handled by a pervert before my eyes. With watering mouth and eyes filled with lust he was pressing them, grouping them and groaning with impatience while turning her globes into various shapes.
I understood with his increased pace that he can’t bear it anymore. “Darling.. I want to see your prominent vaksha in their full glory..”, he said and tried to stretch out her bra to reveal her breasts but this time somehow mummy crossed her hands and guard her chest.
I thought swamiji will force her but to my surprise he looked to her and while playing with her bangles said, “Oh… my queen don’t want to reveal them so early? Well no problem.. I don’t have hurry either. We have whole night ahead.. hi hi hi..”, and advanced further for a noisy liplock.
“Ummmm…” he again resettled to his original position over knee; holding her left leg on chest and elevated right leg to his mouth. He whirled his wet tongue around thumb of her left leg. mummy was helplessly looking at him.. shaking her neck in ‘no’. Looking straight in her eyes, Swamiji wetted one of his fingers and mimicked action of fucking by sliding finger into gap between two fingers of her leg and moving to and fro.
Suddenly mummy kicked him with all the force she could apply. As one of her leg was resting on swamiji’s chest, Swamiji who was not expecting this much from her, fell down from the bed.
He stood up angrily and shouted looking at mummy, “beti, bear in mind…”, He hold both her legs and said, “When my lingam (cock) will be inside your love tunnel, you will embrace my back with these same legs you just kicked me with.”
He undid knot of her petticoat and threw it on the floor. mummy was laid there before him only in her bra and black panty. And swami was ready to jump over her soft, fair body. mummy hided her face with hands in shame and cried loudly. But swamiji didn’t pay attention. He himself became full naked by throwing away his pitamber which was now just formally hanging to his waist. He was ugly, but his penis was ever uglier. It was black, looking sticky due to some fluid over it. I can’t say in inch but it was really big. It smelled so bad that even I felt its pungent fish like smell from outside the room.
He twisted mummy’s legs to turn her and made her sleep on her stomach. Her long hairs which were freed now were spread all over the bed and were looking like black mattress. Even I haven’t had seen mummy’s hairs in full glory till then. I should be ashamed but at that time, I myself thought whether she looks more attractive in loose hairs or in bun.
Swamiji’s condition was not different either. He was also impressed by what was before him. He started kissing and caressing from her legs moving up, kissed sensually on both of her thighs. mummy who was lying on her stomach replied with rubbing her legs on each other making nice sound of her payal (anklets) which added more to swamiji’s lust.
Swamiji’s hand started roaming over beautiful butt of mummy.. He planted kisses over part of her ass not covered with panty and sucked there, putting red impression of lovemaking over it. “I always lusted about your nitamb (bum) my darling; the way they swing as you walk had always gave me hard on.”, Swamiji said in aroused tone shaking her bum-chicks with both his hands. He moved upside kissing her bare back making trail of saliva from waist to neck, making way through her beautiful hairs, smelling them and laid beside her.
“Your name should have been ‘kuntala’ or ‘sukeshini’ my dear..” he said, as he pick handful of her silky hairs in his hands and smelled them.. “ummm what a smell.. Whenever I see you I wonder how one woman can be blessed with so much beauty. Such a lovely face, delicate skin, sexy curves and such a killing hairs… wow..”, swamiji moaned as he put his leg over mummy’s and came closer to her from behind and sniffed her hairs like dog.
As he was rubbing his nose in her hairs, on her neck, mummy was helplessly sobbing with her face dig into pillow. Swamiji stopped for a second, “Why are you crying dear? Look if you think that I am the guy who likes to take it forcefully, you are wrong. But you yourself are forcing me to do this…”, he was caressing her hairs, “ Please darling, I once again request you.. Cooperate with me.. I am thirsty for your divine beauty.. Please satisfy me.. It will be secret between you and me..”, swamiji turned her face and said looking in her eyes. Her eyes were full of tears.
“Please swamiji… let me go..”, her sound has been weakened maybe due to drug effect and her eyes were full of tears. Swamiji looked in her eyes for a moment. He was annoyed for even after so much effort mummy is not submitting to him. And the next moment he angrily kissed her with full of lust and force, “You are mine.. you got it?..”, he said and pulled her lower lips with his teeth. He moved his hands to her back and clicked off the bra.
It literally skipped my heartbeat to witness cheer-haran (stripping) of mummy. The only cloth saving her chastity, her bra was now lying on the floor and her breasts were standing prominently on her chest in natural state. Swamiji’s eyes were about to pop out. I too never thought I will be looking at my mummy’s naked breasts one day. My throat went dry. I felt so bad that my mummy’s breasts were going to be feasted by this animal.
“Ohhh Arpita.. “, swamiji moaned with shivering voice as he advanced his hands to hold her bossoms. “These are the best stana I have ever seen putri..”, his eyes were full of lust and surprise, “I always knew you have great treasure hidden under your pallu, but this is beyond all my expectation…” he catch her both breasts with his two hands and started pressing them.
His black hands were in perfect contrast with her milky white breasts. He madly pressed them, rubbed her nipples and mummy was controlling her emotions by biting her lower lips. But swami didn’t have anything in his mind now except her magnificent tits.
“so firm.. ohh god..”, he sighed in crying tone and suddently put his mouth to her left nipple and started sucking it.. “aaaaaah”, mummy moaned out with sensation. She put her hand on mouth and bit her wrist to suppress her sounds. Swamiji’s one hand was still massaging mummy’s right breasts. The breast in his mouth was getting sucked very hard. As he sucked, nipple was escaping from his mouth with sexy sound of “puk…” and glittering with his saliva on it. Watching my mother’s tit sucked by stranger made me feel like something precious is being stolen away from us. Her face was projecting many emotions. After properly done with her left breasts, he made mummy lie properly on her back and bent over her to munch over her right tit. He grouped that melon with both his hands and said, “wow.. so huge.. and your nipple and areola are pretty big too..”, this is after plenty of time he looked at her face and said, “ don’t worry darling.. my mouth is big enough to latch on it.” and he put his mouth on breast. Her complete nipple and areola disappeared into his mouth! He was pressing that boob and sucking it at the same time. This was too much for mummy and she ended up moaning load, “aaaaaah nnnnnnnnnaaa..ummmmmm”
Swamiji sucked even harder making mummy scream with strong sensation at her nipples. Meanwhile he was rubbing his stiffened cock on her thighs. He looked at her still holding that tit in hand, “you like it na, beti? You like swamiji sucking your tits isn’t?”
mummy turned her face to one side, sobbing again..
“I know you like it..”, swamji said, “You won’t confess it for you boasts of being pativrata.. isn’t?”, he said as he tickled her nipple with his harsh toungue. “Aaaahh..”, mummy shivered. This made him to carry on scratching her nipple and areola with his spiny tongue. It was so erotic scene to see his skilled tongue working on her sensitive nipple and areola, making mummy jerk like fish on bed. She was rubbing her legs on bed due to unbearable sensation. Swamiji understood that she is in his control. She couldn’t resist much now. The forced foreplay with mummy had made his cock real hard. And I knew that in no time I will witness spoiling of my pativrata, homely mummy.
“say you like it..” he said and started sucking her both breasts hard. Switching between both breasts; so fast that mummy just couldn’t bear the pleasure of his sucking and hold his head and moaned, “aaaaaaaah…mmmmm”
Feeling her hands holding his head, he looked in her eyes still one boob in his mouth which had been stretched as he sucked it up and smiled and let it go with now familiar “pukk….” sound.
Her breasts were all wet with his dirty saliva. I didn’t have idea by then mouth can secrete this much saliva.
“I couldn’t bear anymore darling he said. Time has come for our Milan (union). Lets dive into heaven darling, let us merge our bodies.”, he said and madly moved down.
He rushed to pull of her panty with his hands as well as his teeth. I felt like some animal has entered into him. mummy’s black panty got torn due to his impatient behavior but he didn’t take time to think on it and her panty moved to floor near her bra.
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