14-12-2018, 04:52 PM
Part -30
"Bhaangi naakhis taara pag..." she muttered at the whimpering figure of her daughter in her native tongue, threatening to break her legs. "Ek yeh ... aur ek iski saheli ... woh saali Rambha ... raand hai dono ke dono..." she continued, clenching and unclenching her fists to reign in her anger. Turning to look at my face, she said "Aapko pata hai, saheb ... ye dono saali... 20/- rupiye main ladko ko apne 'ball' dabaane deti hai... 50/- rupaye main unka lund choosti hai ... aur 100/- rupaye main unko chodne dete hai..." even as I looked on at her with a stunned expression on my face at this utterly crude manner in which she was now talking.
I'd heard these rumors about these two girls before from many of the other boys in our colony, but still was stunned to hear it from the mouth of this mature rabaari woman. "Aur aaj jab aap jaise bade saheb ... jab isko 500/- rupaye dene ke liye taiyyar hai ... to ... to saali bhaav kha rahi hai..." her voice quivering with her seething rage. Though I was inwardly pleased to see the cocky teenage bitch finally put in place by her own mother, I said in a soothing voice "Chhodo na abhi, Gajra ben ... jaane do ... agar usko nahi karna kaam ... to chhod do ... jab usko dilchaspi nahi hai ... to kyun zabardasti karte ho ... mujhe bhi mazaa nahi aayega..." putting on a wry expression on my face.
"Nahi saheb ... kaise nahi karegi kaam woh ... ghar se nikaal doongi main saali ko..." Gajra ben retorted, her eyes blazing, as she threw one more disgusted glance at her daughter. At these words, Hetal lifted her head from her knees, and looked at her mother. Her face was streaked with tears, and there was a totally beaten expression on her face. Strangely, rather than feeling sorry for her, I felt a sense of satisfaction course through me.
"Naa, maa ... evvu naa kar ... hun taara page padoon chhoon ... evvu naa karje..." Hetal pleaded to her mother in their native tongue, continuing to whimper, the tears rolling down her plump cheeks, which had red welts where her mother had slapped her violently. I understood that she was begging her mother not to throw her out of the house. As she continued to sob and look at her mother with a begging expression, she slid across on her knees to where her mother stood like a towering goddess of fury. Deciding to stay out of this little drama between mother and daughter for the time being, I stepped back and sat down heavily on the couch.
As Hetal clasped her mother's feet, and looked up at her with a pleading expression, the tears streaming down her cheeks, Gajra ben reached down and pulled her up roughly by her single braided pig-tailed hair. Waving her finger threateningly in her daughter's face, she hissed "Ek waat sambhlli le, chhokri ... aa je saheb chhe ... ek waar pann have tu emne naakhush karees ne ... to ... to hun taaara haath pag bhaangi naakhees ... ane kaadhi mukhees ghar maa thhi..." telling her in a threatening tone that if she ever dared displease me again, she would break her hands and legs and throw her out of the house.
Even though I was gloating with satisfaction at the way Gajra ben was putting her slutty 18-year old teenage daughter in place, I felt a tinge of pity for the girl. "Nahi maa, nahi ... hun emne khush kari daees ... emne je joiyye ... e hun emnaa maate karees ... mane maaf kari de, maa ... mane maaf kari de..." pleaded Hetal to her mother, shaking her tear streaked face from side to side pitiably. Letting go off her daughter's hair, Gajra ben said "Jaa ... saheh na page padd ... ane maafi maang..." instructing her daughter in their native tongue to fall at my feet and beg for my forgiveness.
Responding with alacrity, the 18-year old girl came towards me, and fell on her knees next to where I sat. Clasping my feet, she looked at my face with a pleading expression that was in stark contrast to her otherwise cocky and adamant look, and said "Maaf kari do mane, saheb ... maaf kari do..." her voice quivering with her sobs, as she begged for my forgiveness. Almost as quickly as my rage had taken over me, it left. With a sigh, I leant forward and took hold of her bare arms at the shoulder. "Chal rehne de, Hetal ... bhool ja ye sab..." I said to her easily, making sure my voice was disinterested enough.
At that moment, the mature Gajra ben came towards me, and also knelt by the side of my knees on the floor. Placing her hand on my thigh, she once again slid her palm over my crotch, and rubbing my now limp cock under the shorts with her fingers once again, looked up at me a placating expression. "Maaf kar do isko, saheb ... ab yeh aap jo bologe ... wo karegi..." she said, putting on a gratifying smile on her thick creased face. "Hai na, Hetal..." she prodded her daughter, indicating to her that she should speak too. "Haan, saheb ... aap jo bolo wo karoongi main..." Hetal said, nodding her head and wiping her cheeks, even as she looked at me with a desperate expression and reached out to touch my knees tentatively.
Ignoring her touch, I looked at Gajra ben, and said "Maaf kar diya maine, Gajra ben ... ab aap log jaa sakte ho ... aaj mera mood kharaab ho gaya hai ... aap log kal aana..." throwing her a wry smile. "Arre nahi, saheb ... nahi..." Gajra ben exclaimed immediately, leaning forward to press her humongous dangling mammaries under the coarse choli to my knees again. Reaching out to caress both my thighs with her thick coarse hands, she said "Aisa mat karo, saheb ... hum aapko mood theek kar denge ... bas ek mauka de do..." tilting her head in that typical seductive fashion practiced to perfection by these rustic village women.
In spite of myself, I felt my cock begin to respond to the continued manipulations of this lusty mature milk maid. Reaching up to once again feel my turgid cock through my shorts and underwear, she said "Dekho na, saheb ... aapka lund bhi thhoda sa kadak ho gaya hai ... ek mauka de do na aaj isko..." her tone seductive, even as she continued to manipulate my gradually hardening cock through my shorts. Before I could respond, she turned to her daughter who was still sitting on her knees on the other side of my feet, and said to her brusquely "Chal kapda kaadhi ne naagi thhai ja have..." indicating to her in their native tongue that she should strip off her clothes and get naked now.
"Haa, maa..." the teenage girl mumbled quickly, even as she threw a desperate glance at my face. Standing up quickly, she reached behind her back and unclasped her bra. As the bra came loose and her heavy breasts tumbled forward, she shrugged her shoulders and pulled the white bra off her shoulders. Even though I'd always noticed this rustic 18-year old milkmaid girl's over developed breasts, I was not prepared for the sheer eroticism of her bared breasts. Almost milky white, they were full and rounded, and rested proudly on her stocky chest with negligible sag.
These village girls were used to physical labor, and in spite of the girth of her heavy fair 36-C sized breasts, they looked incredibly firm. Even when she moved her hands to drop her discarded bra on the floor, her big teenage tits hardly shook. My cock stiffened inside my shorts, and the mature Gajra ben immediately squeezed it reassuringly. I gazed at this 18-year old peasant girl standing obediently in front of me, clad only in her elaborately embroidered tribal ghaagra, with her hands clasped together behind her back, almost as if presenting her big sexy tits to me.
"Kaise lage, saheb..." Gajra ben asked, a grin on her face, and an expectant look in her eyes, even as she continued to rub my rigid shaft through my khakhi shorts. Trying my best not to display any arousal, I said "Hmm ... acchhe hain..." continuing to keep my eyes on her daughter's bared breasts. Continuing to smile lasciviously at me, even as her teenage daughter stood in front of me bare breasted, with a bit of awkwardness in her demeanour, Gajra ben removed her palm from the bulge at my crotch, and clutching her knees, stood up with some effort.
Standing beside her daughter, she quickly pulled out her own thick pallu from where it was tucked into the waist line of her elaborate embroidered ghaagra, and dropped it on the floor. At this sudden unexpected act of undressing in front of me, I groaned inwardly and my hands instinctively moved to touch my cock through my shorts. To my arousal, the 46-year old Gajra ben then reached behind her back and quickly untied the knot of the strings that held the embroidered back-less choli on her torso. As she untied the knot of he lower string, she lifted her arms and reached behind her neck to untie the second string also.
As both the strings came loose, she quickly peeled off the thick rabaari choli from her heavy flabby arms, and bared her humongous mature white breasts to me. At the sight of this buxom 18-year old teenage rabaari village girl, standing alongside her mature heavily built mammoth breasted 46-year old mother, both of them baring their breasts to me clad only in their heavy embroidered rabaari ghaagras, my arousal was complete. The lusty Gajra ben's massive 44-D mammary glands almost dwarfed her daughter's 36-C tits.
Smiling lasciviously at me, Gajra ben cupped her heavy dangling blue-veined mammaries with both her hands, and shook them wantonly for me. "Mere to bahut dheele pad gaye hain, saheb..." she said in her thick coarse voice " ... par iske ekdum kadak hai..." letting go off her own breasts and reaching behind her stockily built teenage daughter's back to cup her young ripe breasts. For me there was nothing more erotic than the sight of one woman feel the sexual glands of another one, and as I watched Gara ben cup and squeeze Hetal's ripe tits with her thick calloused hands, I let out a soft groan of pleasure.
The thoroughly chastised Hetal also gave me a weak tentative smile, as her mother cupped her tits and squeezed them to show me. Letting go of her daughter's tits, Gajra ben gently pushed her towards me, even as she said suggestively "Aap bhi dabaakar dekho na, saheb..." As the teenage Hetal was pushed towards me, she came as close as possible to the couch till her knees were touching the seat, and leaning forward rested her left hand on the back rest of the couch, offering me her delectable young ripe tits.
Her creamy white full breasts were capped by light brown areolas, and small light brown nipples that were yet to develop fully. As I looked up at Hetal's face, she gave me a weak tentative smile. Gone was her arrogant and defiant demeanor, as she stood there leaning forward supporting herself by her hands resting on the backrest of the couch next to my head. Reaching up, I cupped her proffered teenage tits, and felt the incredibly firmness and heaviness of them.
Looking into her eyes, I gave her a good natured smile and said softly "Bahut acchhe hain, Hetal..." my eyes friendly. She let out an almost relieved sigh, and smiled at me, her cheekbones rising prominently. Almost simultaneously, Gajra ben moved forward and once again knelt by the side of my knees. She seemed all business now, as she quickly began to undo the button of my shirt, and yanked down the zip. Before I could react, she grabbed hold of my khakhi shorts and pulled it down my thighs. As her eyes settled on the bulging outline of my thick cock under my white briefs, a look of satisfaction came to her face.
Reaching out with her hand, she caressed the shape of my rigid cock through the stretched fabric of my underwear, and said to her daughter "Jo ... ketlo ubho thhai gayo chhe saheb no laudo..." telling her how hard my cock had become, giving her a glance that seemed to chastise her for ignoring my cock. There was a small wet spot on my white briefs at the tip of my swollen cock, and touching that wet spot with her index finger, Gajra ben said to her daughter "Ane aa jo ... emno paani chhodwa maate pann taiyyar thhai gayo chhe..." thus informing her daughter that my cock was now even ready to spew forth its semen.
Hetal just smiled nervously at her mother's brazen talk, and glanced at the bulge in my underwear furtively. Without waiting for her daughter's reaction, the lusty Gajra ben hooked her fingers under the thick elastic of my briefs, and in one swift motion, pulled it down. I raised my hips off the couch to allow her to pull it down my thighs, and she smiled at me lasciviously again as she pulled my underwear down my knees and removed it from my ankles, along with my shorts.
As my hard cock sprang out and slapped against my belly button, Gajra ben reached out and took hold of it in her right hand. Rubbing her thick fore finger against the swollen tip of my cock and smearing the pre-cum that had oozed out of my cock, she looked at her daughter and said in a challenging sort of tone "Jo, chhokri ... aao mast laudo joyo chhe thein aaj sudhi..." asking her daughter in their native tongue if she'd ever since such a beautiful cock before. I couldn't help but marvel at how easily this mature rabaari woman could make such totally pretentious and flattering statements like a whore.
My average sized cock was by no means anything special, and I was sure both mother and daughter had seen and experienced much bigger cocks. As if taking her mother's cue, the hot teenage Hetal straightened, and gingerly sat down beside me on the couch. Reaching out to place her hand on my outstretched thighs, she gave me the classic seductive smile and replied to her mother "Haa, maa ... ketlo saras chhe saheb no ... aatlo saras lund to main aaj sudhi nathhi joyo..." telling her mother that she'd never seen such a great cock before, even as she gazed at me seductively, her thick lips creased in a smile.
Hetal had managed to get over her trauma at being slapped around by her mother, and was beginning to act with her customary self assurance. Twisting her torso sideways towards me, she threw her shoulders back, and brushed her ripe firm young tits against my shoulders, teasing my biceps with her erect nipples, even as her hands caressed my hairy thighs. At the same time, Gajra ben who was kneeling by the side of my knees, took hold of the head of my swollen cock and pushed the foreskin back completely, baring the purple swollen helmet-shaped head of my cock.
As I jerked my hips and leant back in the couch, she leant forward and without warning slipped my slippery wet cock into her mouth. "Hhaa..." I let out an audible sigh, as I felt the lusty mature Gajra ben take my cock into her thick lipped mouth. Lashing the exposed tip of my cock with her thick tongue, she then proceeded to bend her head and take almost the entire length of my cock into her willing mouth. Burying my cock in her mouth till I could feel the tip touch the cavity of her throat, she let out a deep throaty grunt, her nose buried in the crinkly patch of my pubic hair.
"Gajra ben..." I groaned, reaching out to grab hold of her head, by the bun of her hair. She held my cock like that almost buried in her throat for what seemed like an eternity. Hetal seemed to be no stranger to this kind of lusty behavior by her mother, and leant further towards me, even as I raised my arm to place them around her bare shoulders. Pressing her firm young tits to my ribs, she snuggled up in my arms, and began to lick my tiny erect nipples, like a true professional.
Running her tongue in circles around the little nipples on my muscular chest, she slid her hands down and began to caress the insides of my thigh, even as her mother started bobbing her head up and down on my erect phallus. With a groan, I grabbed hold of Hetal's lush white tits, and squeezed them roughly, pinching those little teenage nipples between my thumb and forefinger, eliciting a soft cry from her. At the same time, Gajra ben finally pulled her mouth off my cock, and licked her thick lips. To my amazement, she then proceeded to spit into the palm of her hands and applied the saliva in the cavity of her humongous dangling breasts.
Looking at me with a lascivious grin, she hefted her mammoth dangling white mammaries with both her hands, and proceeded to trap my quivering hard cock between them. As she had done the day before, she cupped her prodigious mammary flesh and began to rub them in an up and down motion along the swollen length of my cock. The busty Hetal was also fully in the groove now, and she gradually worked her way down from my chest to my belly, her tongue licking and teasing every inch of my torso along the way.
As she bent forward in my lap and her tongue reached my belly button, I threw my head back with a groan, and grabbed hold of her head. I was in ecstasy now, with the feel of my cock being milked by the massive breasts of the 46-year old mother, while the daughter's firm young full breasts were mashed against my thighs, and her tongue licked and teased my belly button. As if on cue, Gajra ben released my erect cock from between her pendulous breasts, and Hetal quickly took hold of it in her hand.
She sat back on her knees and watched with satisfaction, as her daughter worked her tongue downwards towards the base of my cock, her hands slowly stroking my wet slimy hard cock. Closing her eyes, Hetal took hold of my rigid cock firmly in her hand, and began to rub it all over her face. She held my cock by its base and slapped it gently against her cheeks, and twisted her head to make it rub all over my cock.
Reaching between my outstretched thighs, Gajra ben slid her hands under her daughter's face, and cupped my swollen balls gently. Scbanging her nails on the underside of my swollen balls, she began to manipulate them with her thick fingers, even as she looked at my face with a pleased grin. Opening her eyes, the busty Hetal gave me a teasing smile, and sticking out her pink tongue, began to lick on the underside of my quivering rock hard cock. At the same time, Gajra ben also leant forward again, and to my utter amazement, began to lick on my cock simultaneously.
I groaned with pleasure, and arched my hips upwards, as I enjoyed the sensation of both mother and daughter pleasuring my cock at the same time with their tongues. Hetal slid off the couch and also knelt on the floor beside my knees for better access to my cock. She held my throbbing cock up, as both she and her mother began to run their tongue along the length of my shaft from either side. I was mad with lust now, and was desperate to fuck this cocky little busty 18-year old bitch.
They took turns sucking on the swollen tip of my cock and licking the length of its shaft parallely, while continuing to manipulate my swollen balls at the same time. To add to my arousal, the rustic Gajra ben was using the opportunity to train her daughter in the nuances of cock sucking. Taking hold of my cock at the base, she said to her daughter "Jo ... hoon tane bataau ki ek marad no laudo kevi reete choosaay..." indicating to her that she would show her daughter how to suck a man's cock properly.
Holding on to the base of my cock, she hefted one of her humongous dangling breasts and slapped my cock repeatedly against it, rubbing her thick turgid nipples on the tip. Then she flicked her tonge rapidly across the swollen tip, while fondling my balls at the same time. As Hetal looked on, Gajra ben opened her mouth wide and suddenly took in the entire length of my 6" cock into her cavernous mouth, burying her nostrils in the crinkly patch of my pubic hair.
Emitting a throaty grunt, she began to bob her mature head rapidly on my cock, deep throating me expertly. As I grabbed hold of Gajra ben's hair, she slowly extracted my cock from her throat, and smiled at me with satisfaction. Turning to her daughter, she said "Joyo ... ketli majhaa aave se Jignesh saheb ne ... aa reete choosay laudo..." telling her daughter to see how much I enjoyed it when she deep throated my cock. The otherwise cocky Hetal nodded her head dumbly and looked at her mother with an expression of awe and envy.
Throwing a quick glance at me, she swallowed once before taking hold of my cock and starting to do what her mother had just shown her. As she took hold of the base of my cock, and thrust her thick lipped wide mouth on to my cock, Gajra ben placed her hand on her daughter's head and gently guided her mouth. With about three quarters of my rather thick cock buried in her mouth, Hetal seemed to reach the limit of what she could take.
With a quick shake of her head, Gajra ben said "Aakkhhoo andar levaanu hoy..." telling her in an irritated tone that she should be taking the entire length inside. I felt Hetal clutch my knees and screw her eyes shut as she attempted to open her mouth wider in an effort to take my cock into the cavity of her throat. As the tip of my cock touched her larynx, she paused and swallowed involuntarily, her Adam's apple bobbing. With a little exasperated sigh, Gajra ben grabbed hold of her daughter's head and roughly pushed it down on my cock.
Hetal shuddered, and let out in involuntary throaty moan, as her mother pushed her head down, causing my thick cock to enter the cavity of her throat. Her fingers tightened around my knees as her body convulsed, and she gagged with the effort of trying to hold my cock buried in her throat.
To my arousal, Gajra ben continued to hold her head pressed down, causing the busty teenage milkmaid to gag, her saliva beginning to drool down along the shaft of my cock. Unable to take this torture any longer, I grabbed hold of Gajra ben's flabby arms and hissed "Bass..." indicating that I could not take this any longer. Getting the message, she got Hetal to release my cock from her mouth. As Hetal straightened, she was breathing heavily with the effort, her bosom heaving, and some spit drooling from the side of her thick lips.
"Chal ubhi thhai ja have..." said Gajra ben to her daughter, instructing her to stand up. "Saheb taiyyar chhe..." she added, looking at me with a smile, and telling her daughter that I was ready to fuck her now. Hetal looked at me with questioning eyes, her cockiness and arrogance a distant memory now. I settled back on the couch, and nodded at her, giving her the signal to go ahead. Clearing her throat, she asked "Um, saheb ... kaise..." leaving her sentence unfinished, wanting to know how I wanted to fuck her.
"Baith jaa is par..." I said huskily, pointing to my erect cock once again, which was still being held up and fondled by her mother. Hetal turned to look at her mother as if for guidance. Suddenly I realized that I was about to fuck an 18-year old fertile girl. "Ek minute ... main condom lekar aata hoon..." I said to both of them in general, and began to rise from the couch. "Nahi, saheb ... uski zaroorat nahi hai..." Gajra ben said, placing her palm on my thigh. As Hetal's plump cheeks reddened, Gajra ben continued "Wok kya hai na ... uska abhi time chal raha hai..." indicating that her daughter was having her periods currently.
"Aapko Nirodh lagaane ki koi zaroorat nahi hai ... aur aapko aise main usko chodne main aur mazaa aayega, saheb..." the lusty Gajre ben added. Stunned and shocked, I heard this 46-year old mature rabaari woman telling me that I would enjoy fucking her daughter without a condom as she was having her periods now! The busty Hetal's fair cheeks had reddened now, and she looked away, her shame finally getting the better of her.
I'd heard from a few of my friends that fucking a girl during her periods was a fantastic experience, as the girl's cunt was always well lubricated and that her genitals were extremely sensitive in this condition. Moreover, one could enjoy intercourse without the dampener of using a condom. As I looked on with an inflamed expression on my face, Gajra ben said to her daughter impatiently "Tyaan ubhi su kare chhe ... jaldi taaru kaam chaalu kar..." telling her daughter to stop wasting time and get down to her job quickly.
Responding with alacrity, the teenage Hetal turned around. With her back towards me, she lifted her ghaagra up to bare her rather short and stocky white legs. Her thighs were short and thick, as were her well muscled calves. As she pulled her ghaagra above the protruding mounds of her butt, I was presented with a view of her fantastic rounded milky white ass cheeks. Bending forward slightly, she spat into her hand and reached between her thighs to rub the spit on her cunt. In this position, I could not see her cunt, but I could see a few strands of pubic hair from under her ass.
As I watched on, she spread her thighs and straddled my knees. Bending her knees to sit on my legs, she reached between her thighs to take hold of my cock. At the same time, Gajra ben too reached down under her butt, and helped her guide my slimy cock to the slit of her teenage pussy. As she lowered herself on my thighs with her back towards me, she placed both her hands on my knees for support, even as her mother held up my erect cock and guided it to the opening of her cunt. As Hetal lowered her cunt, Gajra ben shook my cock causing the swollen tip to rub against the mildly haired cunt of her daughter.
With a little sigh, the short busty fair teenage Hetal sat down on my cock. I felt a moment of pain as I felt my swollen cock head push through the tight slit of her cunt, which vanished as soon as Hetal sat down on my cock fully, causing my cock to go spearing up her teenage cunt. The poor girl's fingers clasped my knees hard, and she uttered a muted cry of "Uuiii maaa..." as she felt my thick cock penetrate her young tight fleshy cunt. Impaled on my cock thus, the hot bitch clenched her pelvic muscles, not moving at all in an attempt to get used to the feel of my cock inside her slick cunt.
I felt like my cock had been shoved into a tight fitting test tube containing some hot jelly like substance. Owing to the bloodied discharges of her vagina on account of her periods, her tight cunt felt like a hot slick velvet glove. Sitting on my cock in this position with her back to me, she gathered up her flowing ghaagra with one hand and held it bundled together above her waist, even as she took hold of my knee with the other hand for support.
Watched on by her pimp of a mother, the bitchy Hetal lifted her butt up, causing her tight slimy cunt to slide up to the tip of my cock. To my disgust and perverted arousal, I saw that my cock was smeared with some thick viscous blood like fluid. Before my senses could respond to this extremely perverted sight, the young girl thrust her hips down once again, sending my cock slithering up her tight glove like teenage cunt.
"Fuckkk..." I groaned in spite of myself, as I felt the plump rustic teenager's thick butt slap against my pelvis. Holding on to my knee with one hand for support, she began to pump her hips up and down on my cock, even as her mother watched my face with a gleam of satisfaction on her face. "Saaru laage chhe, saheb..." she asked me in her native tongue, asking me with a gleam in her eyes if I was enjoying it. "Hnnhh..." I muttered, as I clenched the muscles of my butt to hold my pelvis in place.
Keeping an eye on her young daughter ploughing her puffy tight teenage cunt on my hard slithery cock, Gajra ben stood up. I beckoned to her with my fingers to sit on the couch by my side. She seemed more than willing to oblige, and clambered on to the couch to sit beside me. Placing her left arm across my shoulders and allowing me to rest my head on her thick flabby upper arms, she pulled my face towards her massively endowed bosom.
Cupping one of her dangling mammaries with her right hand, she looked at me with inflamed eyes and offered it to me. Without hesitation I grabbed hold of her humongous breast and clamped my mouth on it, even as she tried her best to flatter me with cries of fake arousal. As I pulled my mouth away from her melons, I watched the way her 18-year old stockily built daughter was raising and lowering her wide hips on my cock. With a grunt, I reached out for her single braid of hair and pulled her head back forcefully, even as she continued to fuck me.
Realizing that I was not going to be able to hold on any longer, I clenched her shoulder and said in a thick voice "Bas, Hetal ... khadi ho jaa ab..." Twisting her head sideways to look at me, the hot village girl slowly stood up, allowing my inflamed cock to slip out of her young bloodied cunt. I stood up without a word, my slimy wet cock swaying gently. I indicated to her that I wanted her to sit back on the couch. She complied immediately, her eyes on my face all the time.
As she sat down on the couch, she leant back and bending her thick stocky legs at the knees, pulled them up to bare her thick puffy pussy to me. Gajra ben pulled her towards her so that she was now positioned on the couch with her back against her mother's bosom. Resting her head in the crook of her mother's neck, she looked up at me expectantly. Both mother and daughter watched intently as I took hold of Hetal's knees and positioned myself between her spread thighs. The 18-year old Hetal's usually scowling face was now flushed, and she looked at my cock biting her lips inadvertently.
I reckoned that this girl was probably aroused now, more on account of her menstrual state. As I held my cock and positioned the blood-gorged tip at the puffy lips of her thinly haired vagina, she clenched my arms and whispered "Saheb..." Looking at her face, I rubbed the swollen tip of my cock against her wet slit, and asked "Kya hua ... taqleef ho rahi hai tujhe..." my voice showing some empathy. In response, she just shook her head, and wrapping her stocky thighs around my waist, pulled me to her.
I groaned once again, as I felt my thick cock slide into the slick tightness of her teenage cunt. Pressing her knees outwards to spread her thighs as much as possible, I bent my knees and began to fuck her. Her thick body shuddered each time I sent my shaft spearing into her, and her over developed teenage tits wobbled with the impact of my hips smacking into her pelvis. Throwing her head back, she screwed her eyes shut and her fingers automatically clenched her mother's thighs.
Perhaps owing to the fact that her pussy was tender due to her periods, her vagina felt hot like a tube of hot molten wax. Gajra ben watched the sight of my cock ramming into her daughter's cunt with an inflamed look in her eyes, taking short deep breaths through her parted lips. Hetal was beginning to lose control, the sensations invading her body taking over. As she twisted her torso, digging her fingers into her mother's thighs, Gajra ben cradled her head against her massive mammaries, and caressed her head tenderly.
She wrapped her arms around her daughter's torso, and began to knead and fondle her firm ripe breasts, pinching and rolling her nipples in an attempt to add to her arousal, even as I continued to piston my cock rapidly in and out of her tight inflamed cunt. I felt an insane sense of power course through my lust inflamed mind, as I watched this 46-year old village woman cradle her plump 18-year old daughter in her arms, and allowed me to fuck her to my heart's content.
Suddenly, Hetal twisted violently, and her thick body was wracked by spasms. Twisting her neck, she dug her nails into her mother's thick thighs, and screamed through clenched teeth "Aaaahhhh maaaa..." as the first wave of her impending orgasm hit her inflamed teenage body. Gajra ben tightened her grasp around her daughter as if to control her violent squirming, even as Hetal's body began to shudder, and she began to lift her hips off the couch uncontrollably. "Aaaiiieee..." she screamed again as her cunt muscles spasmed violently around my pistoning cock, her thick thighs shuddering as if with a life of their own.
Watching this cocky teenage village girl reduced to this helpless state sent a surge of electricity through my veins. I felt my balls tighten as my boiling semen threatened to surge through my cock and blast into this busty teenager's cunt. With another shrill cry, Hetal's body convulsed, and she jerked her legs out in the air. As her orgasm ravaged her young body, she squirmed violently, clenching her teeth and grimacing in an effort to control her cries.
Her head slid off her mother's breasts, and she fell into her Gajra ben's lap, unable to control her movements any longer. Drawing upon my last reserves of control, I continued to fuck her relentlessly, even as her body jerked and shuddered. Gajra ben was watching me an inflamed look on her thick creased face, and to my utter arousal I noticed that her hand had slid under her own ghaagra and was fingering her cunt vigorously.
Hetal's body had collapsed in a limp heap in her mother's lap, and realizing that she'd got my attention, Gajra ben almost roughly pushed her daughter's head away from her lap. As her daughter lay spent on the couch, her thick white stocky legs dangling limply from the couch, Gajra ben looked into my eyes and said huskily "Woh khalaas ho gayi hai, saheb..." Continuing to look into my eyes, she quickly slid sideways towards one end of the couch, and hefted up her massive milky white flabby legs. Pulling up her elaborately embroidered thick ghaagra, she spread her fat thighs and touched her mature hairy cunt to me. Her eyes bored into me, as she hissed "Aaa jaao, saheb..." inviting me in a lusty tone to fuck her now.
I was nearing the limit of my endurance now, and said back huskily "Main ... mera abhi chhoot jaayega, Gajra ben..." my tone conveying that I wouldn't be able to hold on any longer. "Haan, saheb ... jaanti hoon ... koi baat nahi..." she repeated again, parting the thick patch of her crinkly pubic hair to wantonly show her mature labia to me. As if to motivate me, she hefted one of her humongous dangling breasts in her hand, and squeezed in lasciviously, running her tongue along her thick coarse lips.
With a groan, I lifted one leg and placed it on the couch, positioning myselfy between her massive flabby thighs, even as her daughter lay helplessly with her head under my ass on the couch. With a grunt, I plunged my ready to explode cock into the cavernous depths of the rustic rabaari woman's mature cunt. Grabbing hold of the back of her neck, I began to fuck my painfully erect cock into the depths of Gajra ben's cunt. After the incredibly tight feel of her daughter's teenage cunt, Gajra ben's cunt felt like a loose lump of jelly. But I was so near my bursting point now that I was past caring.
As I grabbed hold of one of Gajra ben's huge wobbling udders, and rammed my cock roughly into her sopping wet cunt, I suddenly felt an incredible sensation surge through my body. With a loud grunt of "Aaarrgghhh..." I arched my back and spewed my thick boiling load of semen into Gajra ben's willing cunt. "Haaiii, saheb ... haaaiii..." Gajra ben cried out, nodding her head vigorously as if encouraging me. With a few more last savage thrusts, I unloaded my boiling semen into the cavernous cunt of this mature rabaari milkmaid.
My knees went weak as my cock shot out its last few bursts of semen, and I tumbled forward on to the couch. I had the presence of mind to push Hetal's head away, before I collapsed heavily on top of Gajra ben's mountainous body. I somehow managed to twist around, and clambered off her body. I collapsed on the couch with my back resting against the back rest, and my head fell back limply. Through my drained senses, I could feel Hetal snuggle up to me from one side, pressing her firm young breasts to my rib cage, even as she took of hold of my slimy limp spent cock, and stroked it gently, extracting the last few dribbles of my thick white semen from my cock.
I heard Gajra ben whisper to her daughter in a pleased tone "Jo ... ketla khush thhai gaya chhe, saheb ... aavhi seva karwaani hoi saheb loko ni..." telling her daughter that this was the way to please 'sahebs'. With my lust satiated, I looked down at the way the usually arrogant 18-year old rabaari girl was snuggling against my chest. Patting her head gently, I said softly "Bahut acchha laga, Hetal ... tu aise hi seva karti rahegi to bahut khush kar degi tu hum logon ko..."
She lifted her head up to look at my face, and for the first time in the entire morning, smiled at me. Nodding her head silently, she caressed my heaving chest, and replied softly "Haan, saheb ... samajh gayi..." Content with having such a good fuck early in the morning, I leant back in the couch and closed my eyes. Realizing that I was through with them, both mother and daughter stood up from the couch, and began to put on their clothes.
Reaching for my discarded khakhi shorts, I extracted my wallet from the rear pocket. Pulling out a 500/- rupee note, I handed it to Gajra ben with a smile on my face. With a pleased smile, she took the note from my hand, and touched it to her forehead reverently. "Aapko meri chhokri acchhi lagi na, saheb..." she asked in a crooning voice, her thick lips creased in a smug smile. In response, I just nodded my head and gave a short agreeable laugh. "Aur kucch seva, saheb..." she asked, in the customary fashion.
"Thhoda sa paani pila do mujhe ... bahut pyaas lagi hai..." I replied with a smile. "Haan, saheb ... abhi laayi..." she responded, and walked towards the kitchen to get me a glass of water. As she went into the kitchen, I pulled out the 500/- rupee note which I had earlier offered to Hetal as an incentive to take photographs of her. Standing up, I thrust the note into the neck of her blouse, and giving her firm ripe breasts a little squeeze, said to her in a whisper "Yeh tere liye ... teri maa ko iske baare mein kucch mat bolna..."
She threw a glance at the kitchen door as if to check on her mother before clasping my hand and saying "Shukriya, saheb ... aap mujhe phir se aapki seva karne ki liye bulaayenge na..." her eyes gleaming at the sight of the unexpected money. "Bulaaunga ... lekin apni maa ko saath mein mat laana..." I said to her with a laugh. She moved away from me hastily, and busied herself with dbanging the choli over her body as Gajra ben returned carrying a glass of water for me.
As I gulped down the water thirstily, Gajra ben picked up the aluminium pot in which she'd brought milk, and Hetal helped her lift it and place it over her head. With that they muttered their parting greetings, and departed. Closing the door behind them, I headed for a shower to wash off the sweat and semen secretions that were clinging to my body.
Feeling invigorated after the morning's 'work-out' and the shower, I decided to step out for some breakfast. It'd been a while since I'd eaten break-fast at the local mess and I was not in the mood for cereal and milk yet again. That would mean that I wouldn't be home when the maids came in, but I was not in the mood to see them today in any case.
After a hearty breakfast of aaloo parathas, I was on my way back home when it suddenly occurred to me that Kalpana aunty's daughter, 17-year old Jigna, would have returned from her picnic yesterday night. It'd only been a week since she'd left for her picnic, but I was already beginning to miss her. After having a fill of mature women, I was now longing for some fresh teenage flesh. I swung my bike into the lane where Kalpana aunty lived. Parking my bike outside their house, I rang the bell.
The door was opened by Kalpana aunty's husband, Jatin bhai. Upon seeing me, his pudgy face creased into a big smile, and he exclaimed "Arre Jignesh bhai ... you'll live a hundred years ... we were talking about you only!" even as he took me by my arm and led me inside. As always he was dressed in his house attire of a lungi and a sleeveless vest that was stretched to its limit by the massive girth of his pot belly and flabby chest. "How was your trip, uncle ... I hope you were able to sort out all your business matters..." I asked by way trying to make casual talk. "Very good ... very good..." Jatin bhai replied enthusiastically " ... with the help from your side, I was able to take care of many things..."
Hearing our voices, Kalpana aunty came into the living room from the kitchen. Upon seeing me, her face lit up, and she smiled. This was the first time we were meeting publically after having slept together, and I could see that she was blushing as she smiled at me. "Hello, aunty ... how are you..." I greeted her pleasantly, as I got up from the sofa and walked up to her. "Hello beta..." she managed to reply in a rather shy voice, as I went up to her and shook her hand. As our fingers intertwined, I gave her hand an extra squeeze and winked at her; a gesture that caused her to blush violently.
At this early hour in the morning, she was still dressed in one of her old frayed bottle green night gowns. Some of the hooks at the neck were missing, and she'd used safety pins to hold it together at her neck. The strap of her black bra under the gown was visible at her shoulder, and as I glanced at the deep cleavage formed by her massive 38-C breasts through the open neck of her gown, her brown face darkened with embarrassment. To put her at ease, I asked "Won't you offer me some tea, aunty..." a pleasant smile on my face. "Oh, of course beta..." she responded immediately, and bustled into the kitchen.
To Be Continued..
"Bhaangi naakhis taara pag..." she muttered at the whimpering figure of her daughter in her native tongue, threatening to break her legs. "Ek yeh ... aur ek iski saheli ... woh saali Rambha ... raand hai dono ke dono..." she continued, clenching and unclenching her fists to reign in her anger. Turning to look at my face, she said "Aapko pata hai, saheb ... ye dono saali... 20/- rupiye main ladko ko apne 'ball' dabaane deti hai... 50/- rupaye main unka lund choosti hai ... aur 100/- rupaye main unko chodne dete hai..." even as I looked on at her with a stunned expression on my face at this utterly crude manner in which she was now talking.
I'd heard these rumors about these two girls before from many of the other boys in our colony, but still was stunned to hear it from the mouth of this mature rabaari woman. "Aur aaj jab aap jaise bade saheb ... jab isko 500/- rupaye dene ke liye taiyyar hai ... to ... to saali bhaav kha rahi hai..." her voice quivering with her seething rage. Though I was inwardly pleased to see the cocky teenage bitch finally put in place by her own mother, I said in a soothing voice "Chhodo na abhi, Gajra ben ... jaane do ... agar usko nahi karna kaam ... to chhod do ... jab usko dilchaspi nahi hai ... to kyun zabardasti karte ho ... mujhe bhi mazaa nahi aayega..." putting on a wry expression on my face.
"Nahi saheb ... kaise nahi karegi kaam woh ... ghar se nikaal doongi main saali ko..." Gajra ben retorted, her eyes blazing, as she threw one more disgusted glance at her daughter. At these words, Hetal lifted her head from her knees, and looked at her mother. Her face was streaked with tears, and there was a totally beaten expression on her face. Strangely, rather than feeling sorry for her, I felt a sense of satisfaction course through me.
"Naa, maa ... evvu naa kar ... hun taara page padoon chhoon ... evvu naa karje..." Hetal pleaded to her mother in their native tongue, continuing to whimper, the tears rolling down her plump cheeks, which had red welts where her mother had slapped her violently. I understood that she was begging her mother not to throw her out of the house. As she continued to sob and look at her mother with a begging expression, she slid across on her knees to where her mother stood like a towering goddess of fury. Deciding to stay out of this little drama between mother and daughter for the time being, I stepped back and sat down heavily on the couch.
As Hetal clasped her mother's feet, and looked up at her with a pleading expression, the tears streaming down her cheeks, Gajra ben reached down and pulled her up roughly by her single braided pig-tailed hair. Waving her finger threateningly in her daughter's face, she hissed "Ek waat sambhlli le, chhokri ... aa je saheb chhe ... ek waar pann have tu emne naakhush karees ne ... to ... to hun taaara haath pag bhaangi naakhees ... ane kaadhi mukhees ghar maa thhi..." telling her in a threatening tone that if she ever dared displease me again, she would break her hands and legs and throw her out of the house.
Even though I was gloating with satisfaction at the way Gajra ben was putting her slutty 18-year old teenage daughter in place, I felt a tinge of pity for the girl. "Nahi maa, nahi ... hun emne khush kari daees ... emne je joiyye ... e hun emnaa maate karees ... mane maaf kari de, maa ... mane maaf kari de..." pleaded Hetal to her mother, shaking her tear streaked face from side to side pitiably. Letting go off her daughter's hair, Gajra ben said "Jaa ... saheh na page padd ... ane maafi maang..." instructing her daughter in their native tongue to fall at my feet and beg for my forgiveness.
Responding with alacrity, the 18-year old girl came towards me, and fell on her knees next to where I sat. Clasping my feet, she looked at my face with a pleading expression that was in stark contrast to her otherwise cocky and adamant look, and said "Maaf kari do mane, saheb ... maaf kari do..." her voice quivering with her sobs, as she begged for my forgiveness. Almost as quickly as my rage had taken over me, it left. With a sigh, I leant forward and took hold of her bare arms at the shoulder. "Chal rehne de, Hetal ... bhool ja ye sab..." I said to her easily, making sure my voice was disinterested enough.
At that moment, the mature Gajra ben came towards me, and also knelt by the side of my knees on the floor. Placing her hand on my thigh, she once again slid her palm over my crotch, and rubbing my now limp cock under the shorts with her fingers once again, looked up at me a placating expression. "Maaf kar do isko, saheb ... ab yeh aap jo bologe ... wo karegi..." she said, putting on a gratifying smile on her thick creased face. "Hai na, Hetal..." she prodded her daughter, indicating to her that she should speak too. "Haan, saheb ... aap jo bolo wo karoongi main..." Hetal said, nodding her head and wiping her cheeks, even as she looked at me with a desperate expression and reached out to touch my knees tentatively.
Ignoring her touch, I looked at Gajra ben, and said "Maaf kar diya maine, Gajra ben ... ab aap log jaa sakte ho ... aaj mera mood kharaab ho gaya hai ... aap log kal aana..." throwing her a wry smile. "Arre nahi, saheb ... nahi..." Gajra ben exclaimed immediately, leaning forward to press her humongous dangling mammaries under the coarse choli to my knees again. Reaching out to caress both my thighs with her thick coarse hands, she said "Aisa mat karo, saheb ... hum aapko mood theek kar denge ... bas ek mauka de do..." tilting her head in that typical seductive fashion practiced to perfection by these rustic village women.
In spite of myself, I felt my cock begin to respond to the continued manipulations of this lusty mature milk maid. Reaching up to once again feel my turgid cock through my shorts and underwear, she said "Dekho na, saheb ... aapka lund bhi thhoda sa kadak ho gaya hai ... ek mauka de do na aaj isko..." her tone seductive, even as she continued to manipulate my gradually hardening cock through my shorts. Before I could respond, she turned to her daughter who was still sitting on her knees on the other side of my feet, and said to her brusquely "Chal kapda kaadhi ne naagi thhai ja have..." indicating to her in their native tongue that she should strip off her clothes and get naked now.
"Haa, maa..." the teenage girl mumbled quickly, even as she threw a desperate glance at my face. Standing up quickly, she reached behind her back and unclasped her bra. As the bra came loose and her heavy breasts tumbled forward, she shrugged her shoulders and pulled the white bra off her shoulders. Even though I'd always noticed this rustic 18-year old milkmaid girl's over developed breasts, I was not prepared for the sheer eroticism of her bared breasts. Almost milky white, they were full and rounded, and rested proudly on her stocky chest with negligible sag.
These village girls were used to physical labor, and in spite of the girth of her heavy fair 36-C sized breasts, they looked incredibly firm. Even when she moved her hands to drop her discarded bra on the floor, her big teenage tits hardly shook. My cock stiffened inside my shorts, and the mature Gajra ben immediately squeezed it reassuringly. I gazed at this 18-year old peasant girl standing obediently in front of me, clad only in her elaborately embroidered tribal ghaagra, with her hands clasped together behind her back, almost as if presenting her big sexy tits to me.
"Kaise lage, saheb..." Gajra ben asked, a grin on her face, and an expectant look in her eyes, even as she continued to rub my rigid shaft through my khakhi shorts. Trying my best not to display any arousal, I said "Hmm ... acchhe hain..." continuing to keep my eyes on her daughter's bared breasts. Continuing to smile lasciviously at me, even as her teenage daughter stood in front of me bare breasted, with a bit of awkwardness in her demeanour, Gajra ben removed her palm from the bulge at my crotch, and clutching her knees, stood up with some effort.
Standing beside her daughter, she quickly pulled out her own thick pallu from where it was tucked into the waist line of her elaborate embroidered ghaagra, and dropped it on the floor. At this sudden unexpected act of undressing in front of me, I groaned inwardly and my hands instinctively moved to touch my cock through my shorts. To my arousal, the 46-year old Gajra ben then reached behind her back and quickly untied the knot of the strings that held the embroidered back-less choli on her torso. As she untied the knot of he lower string, she lifted her arms and reached behind her neck to untie the second string also.
As both the strings came loose, she quickly peeled off the thick rabaari choli from her heavy flabby arms, and bared her humongous mature white breasts to me. At the sight of this buxom 18-year old teenage rabaari village girl, standing alongside her mature heavily built mammoth breasted 46-year old mother, both of them baring their breasts to me clad only in their heavy embroidered rabaari ghaagras, my arousal was complete. The lusty Gajra ben's massive 44-D mammary glands almost dwarfed her daughter's 36-C tits.
Smiling lasciviously at me, Gajra ben cupped her heavy dangling blue-veined mammaries with both her hands, and shook them wantonly for me. "Mere to bahut dheele pad gaye hain, saheb..." she said in her thick coarse voice " ... par iske ekdum kadak hai..." letting go off her own breasts and reaching behind her stockily built teenage daughter's back to cup her young ripe breasts. For me there was nothing more erotic than the sight of one woman feel the sexual glands of another one, and as I watched Gara ben cup and squeeze Hetal's ripe tits with her thick calloused hands, I let out a soft groan of pleasure.
The thoroughly chastised Hetal also gave me a weak tentative smile, as her mother cupped her tits and squeezed them to show me. Letting go of her daughter's tits, Gajra ben gently pushed her towards me, even as she said suggestively "Aap bhi dabaakar dekho na, saheb..." As the teenage Hetal was pushed towards me, she came as close as possible to the couch till her knees were touching the seat, and leaning forward rested her left hand on the back rest of the couch, offering me her delectable young ripe tits.
Her creamy white full breasts were capped by light brown areolas, and small light brown nipples that were yet to develop fully. As I looked up at Hetal's face, she gave me a weak tentative smile. Gone was her arrogant and defiant demeanor, as she stood there leaning forward supporting herself by her hands resting on the backrest of the couch next to my head. Reaching up, I cupped her proffered teenage tits, and felt the incredibly firmness and heaviness of them.
Looking into her eyes, I gave her a good natured smile and said softly "Bahut acchhe hain, Hetal..." my eyes friendly. She let out an almost relieved sigh, and smiled at me, her cheekbones rising prominently. Almost simultaneously, Gajra ben moved forward and once again knelt by the side of my knees. She seemed all business now, as she quickly began to undo the button of my shirt, and yanked down the zip. Before I could react, she grabbed hold of my khakhi shorts and pulled it down my thighs. As her eyes settled on the bulging outline of my thick cock under my white briefs, a look of satisfaction came to her face.
Reaching out with her hand, she caressed the shape of my rigid cock through the stretched fabric of my underwear, and said to her daughter "Jo ... ketlo ubho thhai gayo chhe saheb no laudo..." telling her how hard my cock had become, giving her a glance that seemed to chastise her for ignoring my cock. There was a small wet spot on my white briefs at the tip of my swollen cock, and touching that wet spot with her index finger, Gajra ben said to her daughter "Ane aa jo ... emno paani chhodwa maate pann taiyyar thhai gayo chhe..." thus informing her daughter that my cock was now even ready to spew forth its semen.
Hetal just smiled nervously at her mother's brazen talk, and glanced at the bulge in my underwear furtively. Without waiting for her daughter's reaction, the lusty Gajra ben hooked her fingers under the thick elastic of my briefs, and in one swift motion, pulled it down. I raised my hips off the couch to allow her to pull it down my thighs, and she smiled at me lasciviously again as she pulled my underwear down my knees and removed it from my ankles, along with my shorts.
As my hard cock sprang out and slapped against my belly button, Gajra ben reached out and took hold of it in her right hand. Rubbing her thick fore finger against the swollen tip of my cock and smearing the pre-cum that had oozed out of my cock, she looked at her daughter and said in a challenging sort of tone "Jo, chhokri ... aao mast laudo joyo chhe thein aaj sudhi..." asking her daughter in their native tongue if she'd ever since such a beautiful cock before. I couldn't help but marvel at how easily this mature rabaari woman could make such totally pretentious and flattering statements like a whore.
My average sized cock was by no means anything special, and I was sure both mother and daughter had seen and experienced much bigger cocks. As if taking her mother's cue, the hot teenage Hetal straightened, and gingerly sat down beside me on the couch. Reaching out to place her hand on my outstretched thighs, she gave me the classic seductive smile and replied to her mother "Haa, maa ... ketlo saras chhe saheb no ... aatlo saras lund to main aaj sudhi nathhi joyo..." telling her mother that she'd never seen such a great cock before, even as she gazed at me seductively, her thick lips creased in a smile.
Hetal had managed to get over her trauma at being slapped around by her mother, and was beginning to act with her customary self assurance. Twisting her torso sideways towards me, she threw her shoulders back, and brushed her ripe firm young tits against my shoulders, teasing my biceps with her erect nipples, even as her hands caressed my hairy thighs. At the same time, Gajra ben who was kneeling by the side of my knees, took hold of the head of my swollen cock and pushed the foreskin back completely, baring the purple swollen helmet-shaped head of my cock.
As I jerked my hips and leant back in the couch, she leant forward and without warning slipped my slippery wet cock into her mouth. "Hhaa..." I let out an audible sigh, as I felt the lusty mature Gajra ben take my cock into her thick lipped mouth. Lashing the exposed tip of my cock with her thick tongue, she then proceeded to bend her head and take almost the entire length of my cock into her willing mouth. Burying my cock in her mouth till I could feel the tip touch the cavity of her throat, she let out a deep throaty grunt, her nose buried in the crinkly patch of my pubic hair.
"Gajra ben..." I groaned, reaching out to grab hold of her head, by the bun of her hair. She held my cock like that almost buried in her throat for what seemed like an eternity. Hetal seemed to be no stranger to this kind of lusty behavior by her mother, and leant further towards me, even as I raised my arm to place them around her bare shoulders. Pressing her firm young tits to my ribs, she snuggled up in my arms, and began to lick my tiny erect nipples, like a true professional.
Running her tongue in circles around the little nipples on my muscular chest, she slid her hands down and began to caress the insides of my thigh, even as her mother started bobbing her head up and down on my erect phallus. With a groan, I grabbed hold of Hetal's lush white tits, and squeezed them roughly, pinching those little teenage nipples between my thumb and forefinger, eliciting a soft cry from her. At the same time, Gajra ben finally pulled her mouth off my cock, and licked her thick lips. To my amazement, she then proceeded to spit into the palm of her hands and applied the saliva in the cavity of her humongous dangling breasts.
Looking at me with a lascivious grin, she hefted her mammoth dangling white mammaries with both her hands, and proceeded to trap my quivering hard cock between them. As she had done the day before, she cupped her prodigious mammary flesh and began to rub them in an up and down motion along the swollen length of my cock. The busty Hetal was also fully in the groove now, and she gradually worked her way down from my chest to my belly, her tongue licking and teasing every inch of my torso along the way.
As she bent forward in my lap and her tongue reached my belly button, I threw my head back with a groan, and grabbed hold of her head. I was in ecstasy now, with the feel of my cock being milked by the massive breasts of the 46-year old mother, while the daughter's firm young full breasts were mashed against my thighs, and her tongue licked and teased my belly button. As if on cue, Gajra ben released my erect cock from between her pendulous breasts, and Hetal quickly took hold of it in her hand.
She sat back on her knees and watched with satisfaction, as her daughter worked her tongue downwards towards the base of my cock, her hands slowly stroking my wet slimy hard cock. Closing her eyes, Hetal took hold of my rigid cock firmly in her hand, and began to rub it all over her face. She held my cock by its base and slapped it gently against her cheeks, and twisted her head to make it rub all over my cock.
Reaching between my outstretched thighs, Gajra ben slid her hands under her daughter's face, and cupped my swollen balls gently. Scbanging her nails on the underside of my swollen balls, she began to manipulate them with her thick fingers, even as she looked at my face with a pleased grin. Opening her eyes, the busty Hetal gave me a teasing smile, and sticking out her pink tongue, began to lick on the underside of my quivering rock hard cock. At the same time, Gajra ben also leant forward again, and to my utter amazement, began to lick on my cock simultaneously.
I groaned with pleasure, and arched my hips upwards, as I enjoyed the sensation of both mother and daughter pleasuring my cock at the same time with their tongues. Hetal slid off the couch and also knelt on the floor beside my knees for better access to my cock. She held my throbbing cock up, as both she and her mother began to run their tongue along the length of my shaft from either side. I was mad with lust now, and was desperate to fuck this cocky little busty 18-year old bitch.
They took turns sucking on the swollen tip of my cock and licking the length of its shaft parallely, while continuing to manipulate my swollen balls at the same time. To add to my arousal, the rustic Gajra ben was using the opportunity to train her daughter in the nuances of cock sucking. Taking hold of my cock at the base, she said to her daughter "Jo ... hoon tane bataau ki ek marad no laudo kevi reete choosaay..." indicating to her that she would show her daughter how to suck a man's cock properly.
Holding on to the base of my cock, she hefted one of her humongous dangling breasts and slapped my cock repeatedly against it, rubbing her thick turgid nipples on the tip. Then she flicked her tonge rapidly across the swollen tip, while fondling my balls at the same time. As Hetal looked on, Gajra ben opened her mouth wide and suddenly took in the entire length of my 6" cock into her cavernous mouth, burying her nostrils in the crinkly patch of my pubic hair.
Emitting a throaty grunt, she began to bob her mature head rapidly on my cock, deep throating me expertly. As I grabbed hold of Gajra ben's hair, she slowly extracted my cock from her throat, and smiled at me with satisfaction. Turning to her daughter, she said "Joyo ... ketli majhaa aave se Jignesh saheb ne ... aa reete choosay laudo..." telling her daughter to see how much I enjoyed it when she deep throated my cock. The otherwise cocky Hetal nodded her head dumbly and looked at her mother with an expression of awe and envy.
Throwing a quick glance at me, she swallowed once before taking hold of my cock and starting to do what her mother had just shown her. As she took hold of the base of my cock, and thrust her thick lipped wide mouth on to my cock, Gajra ben placed her hand on her daughter's head and gently guided her mouth. With about three quarters of my rather thick cock buried in her mouth, Hetal seemed to reach the limit of what she could take.
With a quick shake of her head, Gajra ben said "Aakkhhoo andar levaanu hoy..." telling her in an irritated tone that she should be taking the entire length inside. I felt Hetal clutch my knees and screw her eyes shut as she attempted to open her mouth wider in an effort to take my cock into the cavity of her throat. As the tip of my cock touched her larynx, she paused and swallowed involuntarily, her Adam's apple bobbing. With a little exasperated sigh, Gajra ben grabbed hold of her daughter's head and roughly pushed it down on my cock.
Hetal shuddered, and let out in involuntary throaty moan, as her mother pushed her head down, causing my thick cock to enter the cavity of her throat. Her fingers tightened around my knees as her body convulsed, and she gagged with the effort of trying to hold my cock buried in her throat.
To my arousal, Gajra ben continued to hold her head pressed down, causing the busty teenage milkmaid to gag, her saliva beginning to drool down along the shaft of my cock. Unable to take this torture any longer, I grabbed hold of Gajra ben's flabby arms and hissed "Bass..." indicating that I could not take this any longer. Getting the message, she got Hetal to release my cock from her mouth. As Hetal straightened, she was breathing heavily with the effort, her bosom heaving, and some spit drooling from the side of her thick lips.
"Chal ubhi thhai ja have..." said Gajra ben to her daughter, instructing her to stand up. "Saheb taiyyar chhe..." she added, looking at me with a smile, and telling her daughter that I was ready to fuck her now. Hetal looked at me with questioning eyes, her cockiness and arrogance a distant memory now. I settled back on the couch, and nodded at her, giving her the signal to go ahead. Clearing her throat, she asked "Um, saheb ... kaise..." leaving her sentence unfinished, wanting to know how I wanted to fuck her.
"Baith jaa is par..." I said huskily, pointing to my erect cock once again, which was still being held up and fondled by her mother. Hetal turned to look at her mother as if for guidance. Suddenly I realized that I was about to fuck an 18-year old fertile girl. "Ek minute ... main condom lekar aata hoon..." I said to both of them in general, and began to rise from the couch. "Nahi, saheb ... uski zaroorat nahi hai..." Gajra ben said, placing her palm on my thigh. As Hetal's plump cheeks reddened, Gajra ben continued "Wok kya hai na ... uska abhi time chal raha hai..." indicating that her daughter was having her periods currently.
"Aapko Nirodh lagaane ki koi zaroorat nahi hai ... aur aapko aise main usko chodne main aur mazaa aayega, saheb..." the lusty Gajre ben added. Stunned and shocked, I heard this 46-year old mature rabaari woman telling me that I would enjoy fucking her daughter without a condom as she was having her periods now! The busty Hetal's fair cheeks had reddened now, and she looked away, her shame finally getting the better of her.
I'd heard from a few of my friends that fucking a girl during her periods was a fantastic experience, as the girl's cunt was always well lubricated and that her genitals were extremely sensitive in this condition. Moreover, one could enjoy intercourse without the dampener of using a condom. As I looked on with an inflamed expression on my face, Gajra ben said to her daughter impatiently "Tyaan ubhi su kare chhe ... jaldi taaru kaam chaalu kar..." telling her daughter to stop wasting time and get down to her job quickly.
Responding with alacrity, the teenage Hetal turned around. With her back towards me, she lifted her ghaagra up to bare her rather short and stocky white legs. Her thighs were short and thick, as were her well muscled calves. As she pulled her ghaagra above the protruding mounds of her butt, I was presented with a view of her fantastic rounded milky white ass cheeks. Bending forward slightly, she spat into her hand and reached between her thighs to rub the spit on her cunt. In this position, I could not see her cunt, but I could see a few strands of pubic hair from under her ass.
As I watched on, she spread her thighs and straddled my knees. Bending her knees to sit on my legs, she reached between her thighs to take hold of my cock. At the same time, Gajra ben too reached down under her butt, and helped her guide my slimy cock to the slit of her teenage pussy. As she lowered herself on my thighs with her back towards me, she placed both her hands on my knees for support, even as her mother held up my erect cock and guided it to the opening of her cunt. As Hetal lowered her cunt, Gajra ben shook my cock causing the swollen tip to rub against the mildly haired cunt of her daughter.
With a little sigh, the short busty fair teenage Hetal sat down on my cock. I felt a moment of pain as I felt my swollen cock head push through the tight slit of her cunt, which vanished as soon as Hetal sat down on my cock fully, causing my cock to go spearing up her teenage cunt. The poor girl's fingers clasped my knees hard, and she uttered a muted cry of "Uuiii maaa..." as she felt my thick cock penetrate her young tight fleshy cunt. Impaled on my cock thus, the hot bitch clenched her pelvic muscles, not moving at all in an attempt to get used to the feel of my cock inside her slick cunt.
I felt like my cock had been shoved into a tight fitting test tube containing some hot jelly like substance. Owing to the bloodied discharges of her vagina on account of her periods, her tight cunt felt like a hot slick velvet glove. Sitting on my cock in this position with her back to me, she gathered up her flowing ghaagra with one hand and held it bundled together above her waist, even as she took hold of my knee with the other hand for support.
Watched on by her pimp of a mother, the bitchy Hetal lifted her butt up, causing her tight slimy cunt to slide up to the tip of my cock. To my disgust and perverted arousal, I saw that my cock was smeared with some thick viscous blood like fluid. Before my senses could respond to this extremely perverted sight, the young girl thrust her hips down once again, sending my cock slithering up her tight glove like teenage cunt.
"Fuckkk..." I groaned in spite of myself, as I felt the plump rustic teenager's thick butt slap against my pelvis. Holding on to my knee with one hand for support, she began to pump her hips up and down on my cock, even as her mother watched my face with a gleam of satisfaction on her face. "Saaru laage chhe, saheb..." she asked me in her native tongue, asking me with a gleam in her eyes if I was enjoying it. "Hnnhh..." I muttered, as I clenched the muscles of my butt to hold my pelvis in place.
Keeping an eye on her young daughter ploughing her puffy tight teenage cunt on my hard slithery cock, Gajra ben stood up. I beckoned to her with my fingers to sit on the couch by my side. She seemed more than willing to oblige, and clambered on to the couch to sit beside me. Placing her left arm across my shoulders and allowing me to rest my head on her thick flabby upper arms, she pulled my face towards her massively endowed bosom.
Cupping one of her dangling mammaries with her right hand, she looked at me with inflamed eyes and offered it to me. Without hesitation I grabbed hold of her humongous breast and clamped my mouth on it, even as she tried her best to flatter me with cries of fake arousal. As I pulled my mouth away from her melons, I watched the way her 18-year old stockily built daughter was raising and lowering her wide hips on my cock. With a grunt, I reached out for her single braid of hair and pulled her head back forcefully, even as she continued to fuck me.
Realizing that I was not going to be able to hold on any longer, I clenched her shoulder and said in a thick voice "Bas, Hetal ... khadi ho jaa ab..." Twisting her head sideways to look at me, the hot village girl slowly stood up, allowing my inflamed cock to slip out of her young bloodied cunt. I stood up without a word, my slimy wet cock swaying gently. I indicated to her that I wanted her to sit back on the couch. She complied immediately, her eyes on my face all the time.
As she sat down on the couch, she leant back and bending her thick stocky legs at the knees, pulled them up to bare her thick puffy pussy to me. Gajra ben pulled her towards her so that she was now positioned on the couch with her back against her mother's bosom. Resting her head in the crook of her mother's neck, she looked up at me expectantly. Both mother and daughter watched intently as I took hold of Hetal's knees and positioned myself between her spread thighs. The 18-year old Hetal's usually scowling face was now flushed, and she looked at my cock biting her lips inadvertently.
I reckoned that this girl was probably aroused now, more on account of her menstrual state. As I held my cock and positioned the blood-gorged tip at the puffy lips of her thinly haired vagina, she clenched my arms and whispered "Saheb..." Looking at her face, I rubbed the swollen tip of my cock against her wet slit, and asked "Kya hua ... taqleef ho rahi hai tujhe..." my voice showing some empathy. In response, she just shook her head, and wrapping her stocky thighs around my waist, pulled me to her.
I groaned once again, as I felt my thick cock slide into the slick tightness of her teenage cunt. Pressing her knees outwards to spread her thighs as much as possible, I bent my knees and began to fuck her. Her thick body shuddered each time I sent my shaft spearing into her, and her over developed teenage tits wobbled with the impact of my hips smacking into her pelvis. Throwing her head back, she screwed her eyes shut and her fingers automatically clenched her mother's thighs.
Perhaps owing to the fact that her pussy was tender due to her periods, her vagina felt hot like a tube of hot molten wax. Gajra ben watched the sight of my cock ramming into her daughter's cunt with an inflamed look in her eyes, taking short deep breaths through her parted lips. Hetal was beginning to lose control, the sensations invading her body taking over. As she twisted her torso, digging her fingers into her mother's thighs, Gajra ben cradled her head against her massive mammaries, and caressed her head tenderly.
She wrapped her arms around her daughter's torso, and began to knead and fondle her firm ripe breasts, pinching and rolling her nipples in an attempt to add to her arousal, even as I continued to piston my cock rapidly in and out of her tight inflamed cunt. I felt an insane sense of power course through my lust inflamed mind, as I watched this 46-year old village woman cradle her plump 18-year old daughter in her arms, and allowed me to fuck her to my heart's content.
Suddenly, Hetal twisted violently, and her thick body was wracked by spasms. Twisting her neck, she dug her nails into her mother's thick thighs, and screamed through clenched teeth "Aaaahhhh maaaa..." as the first wave of her impending orgasm hit her inflamed teenage body. Gajra ben tightened her grasp around her daughter as if to control her violent squirming, even as Hetal's body began to shudder, and she began to lift her hips off the couch uncontrollably. "Aaaiiieee..." she screamed again as her cunt muscles spasmed violently around my pistoning cock, her thick thighs shuddering as if with a life of their own.
Watching this cocky teenage village girl reduced to this helpless state sent a surge of electricity through my veins. I felt my balls tighten as my boiling semen threatened to surge through my cock and blast into this busty teenager's cunt. With another shrill cry, Hetal's body convulsed, and she jerked her legs out in the air. As her orgasm ravaged her young body, she squirmed violently, clenching her teeth and grimacing in an effort to control her cries.
Her head slid off her mother's breasts, and she fell into her Gajra ben's lap, unable to control her movements any longer. Drawing upon my last reserves of control, I continued to fuck her relentlessly, even as her body jerked and shuddered. Gajra ben was watching me an inflamed look on her thick creased face, and to my utter arousal I noticed that her hand had slid under her own ghaagra and was fingering her cunt vigorously.
Hetal's body had collapsed in a limp heap in her mother's lap, and realizing that she'd got my attention, Gajra ben almost roughly pushed her daughter's head away from her lap. As her daughter lay spent on the couch, her thick white stocky legs dangling limply from the couch, Gajra ben looked into my eyes and said huskily "Woh khalaas ho gayi hai, saheb..." Continuing to look into my eyes, she quickly slid sideways towards one end of the couch, and hefted up her massive milky white flabby legs. Pulling up her elaborately embroidered thick ghaagra, she spread her fat thighs and touched her mature hairy cunt to me. Her eyes bored into me, as she hissed "Aaa jaao, saheb..." inviting me in a lusty tone to fuck her now.
I was nearing the limit of my endurance now, and said back huskily "Main ... mera abhi chhoot jaayega, Gajra ben..." my tone conveying that I wouldn't be able to hold on any longer. "Haan, saheb ... jaanti hoon ... koi baat nahi..." she repeated again, parting the thick patch of her crinkly pubic hair to wantonly show her mature labia to me. As if to motivate me, she hefted one of her humongous dangling breasts in her hand, and squeezed in lasciviously, running her tongue along her thick coarse lips.
With a groan, I lifted one leg and placed it on the couch, positioning myselfy between her massive flabby thighs, even as her daughter lay helplessly with her head under my ass on the couch. With a grunt, I plunged my ready to explode cock into the cavernous depths of the rustic rabaari woman's mature cunt. Grabbing hold of the back of her neck, I began to fuck my painfully erect cock into the depths of Gajra ben's cunt. After the incredibly tight feel of her daughter's teenage cunt, Gajra ben's cunt felt like a loose lump of jelly. But I was so near my bursting point now that I was past caring.
As I grabbed hold of one of Gajra ben's huge wobbling udders, and rammed my cock roughly into her sopping wet cunt, I suddenly felt an incredible sensation surge through my body. With a loud grunt of "Aaarrgghhh..." I arched my back and spewed my thick boiling load of semen into Gajra ben's willing cunt. "Haaiii, saheb ... haaaiii..." Gajra ben cried out, nodding her head vigorously as if encouraging me. With a few more last savage thrusts, I unloaded my boiling semen into the cavernous cunt of this mature rabaari milkmaid.
My knees went weak as my cock shot out its last few bursts of semen, and I tumbled forward on to the couch. I had the presence of mind to push Hetal's head away, before I collapsed heavily on top of Gajra ben's mountainous body. I somehow managed to twist around, and clambered off her body. I collapsed on the couch with my back resting against the back rest, and my head fell back limply. Through my drained senses, I could feel Hetal snuggle up to me from one side, pressing her firm young breasts to my rib cage, even as she took of hold of my slimy limp spent cock, and stroked it gently, extracting the last few dribbles of my thick white semen from my cock.
I heard Gajra ben whisper to her daughter in a pleased tone "Jo ... ketla khush thhai gaya chhe, saheb ... aavhi seva karwaani hoi saheb loko ni..." telling her daughter that this was the way to please 'sahebs'. With my lust satiated, I looked down at the way the usually arrogant 18-year old rabaari girl was snuggling against my chest. Patting her head gently, I said softly "Bahut acchha laga, Hetal ... tu aise hi seva karti rahegi to bahut khush kar degi tu hum logon ko..."
She lifted her head up to look at my face, and for the first time in the entire morning, smiled at me. Nodding her head silently, she caressed my heaving chest, and replied softly "Haan, saheb ... samajh gayi..." Content with having such a good fuck early in the morning, I leant back in the couch and closed my eyes. Realizing that I was through with them, both mother and daughter stood up from the couch, and began to put on their clothes.
Reaching for my discarded khakhi shorts, I extracted my wallet from the rear pocket. Pulling out a 500/- rupee note, I handed it to Gajra ben with a smile on my face. With a pleased smile, she took the note from my hand, and touched it to her forehead reverently. "Aapko meri chhokri acchhi lagi na, saheb..." she asked in a crooning voice, her thick lips creased in a smug smile. In response, I just nodded my head and gave a short agreeable laugh. "Aur kucch seva, saheb..." she asked, in the customary fashion.
"Thhoda sa paani pila do mujhe ... bahut pyaas lagi hai..." I replied with a smile. "Haan, saheb ... abhi laayi..." she responded, and walked towards the kitchen to get me a glass of water. As she went into the kitchen, I pulled out the 500/- rupee note which I had earlier offered to Hetal as an incentive to take photographs of her. Standing up, I thrust the note into the neck of her blouse, and giving her firm ripe breasts a little squeeze, said to her in a whisper "Yeh tere liye ... teri maa ko iske baare mein kucch mat bolna..."
She threw a glance at the kitchen door as if to check on her mother before clasping my hand and saying "Shukriya, saheb ... aap mujhe phir se aapki seva karne ki liye bulaayenge na..." her eyes gleaming at the sight of the unexpected money. "Bulaaunga ... lekin apni maa ko saath mein mat laana..." I said to her with a laugh. She moved away from me hastily, and busied herself with dbanging the choli over her body as Gajra ben returned carrying a glass of water for me.
As I gulped down the water thirstily, Gajra ben picked up the aluminium pot in which she'd brought milk, and Hetal helped her lift it and place it over her head. With that they muttered their parting greetings, and departed. Closing the door behind them, I headed for a shower to wash off the sweat and semen secretions that were clinging to my body.
Feeling invigorated after the morning's 'work-out' and the shower, I decided to step out for some breakfast. It'd been a while since I'd eaten break-fast at the local mess and I was not in the mood for cereal and milk yet again. That would mean that I wouldn't be home when the maids came in, but I was not in the mood to see them today in any case.
After a hearty breakfast of aaloo parathas, I was on my way back home when it suddenly occurred to me that Kalpana aunty's daughter, 17-year old Jigna, would have returned from her picnic yesterday night. It'd only been a week since she'd left for her picnic, but I was already beginning to miss her. After having a fill of mature women, I was now longing for some fresh teenage flesh. I swung my bike into the lane where Kalpana aunty lived. Parking my bike outside their house, I rang the bell.
The door was opened by Kalpana aunty's husband, Jatin bhai. Upon seeing me, his pudgy face creased into a big smile, and he exclaimed "Arre Jignesh bhai ... you'll live a hundred years ... we were talking about you only!" even as he took me by my arm and led me inside. As always he was dressed in his house attire of a lungi and a sleeveless vest that was stretched to its limit by the massive girth of his pot belly and flabby chest. "How was your trip, uncle ... I hope you were able to sort out all your business matters..." I asked by way trying to make casual talk. "Very good ... very good..." Jatin bhai replied enthusiastically " ... with the help from your side, I was able to take care of many things..."
Hearing our voices, Kalpana aunty came into the living room from the kitchen. Upon seeing me, her face lit up, and she smiled. This was the first time we were meeting publically after having slept together, and I could see that she was blushing as she smiled at me. "Hello, aunty ... how are you..." I greeted her pleasantly, as I got up from the sofa and walked up to her. "Hello beta..." she managed to reply in a rather shy voice, as I went up to her and shook her hand. As our fingers intertwined, I gave her hand an extra squeeze and winked at her; a gesture that caused her to blush violently.
At this early hour in the morning, she was still dressed in one of her old frayed bottle green night gowns. Some of the hooks at the neck were missing, and she'd used safety pins to hold it together at her neck. The strap of her black bra under the gown was visible at her shoulder, and as I glanced at the deep cleavage formed by her massive 38-C breasts through the open neck of her gown, her brown face darkened with embarrassment. To put her at ease, I asked "Won't you offer me some tea, aunty..." a pleasant smile on my face. "Oh, of course beta..." she responded immediately, and bustled into the kitchen.
To Be Continued..
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