Manya Forbidden Lust of Horny Indian House wife

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Chapter10
In a single day, Deen had witnessed the utter
depravity of his beautiful loving mother and the more
he recollected the day's events, the more obsessed he
became with his mother's sexuality, but more in a
voyeuristic way. The blood surged in his dick at the
thought of his sexy Mom being ravished by just about
anybody. The sight of her pink, throbbing pussy
getting a pounding in the most degrading postures
filled his mind with the purest emotions of empathy
for a housewife in need. He began to relate to her
more and more and even thought that he may like to
facilitate some fulfilling sex for his horny mother
without her knowledge so that he could watch and revel
in the absolutely awesome manner in which she recieved
hard cock.

With these thoughts floating in his mind, he rang the
doorbell. Manya opened the door herself and gave him a
remarkably fresh smile. His eyes took in her lusty
form which looked even more voluptuous than ever
before. Her face was brighter than when he left her
and her walk was a lot lazier and provocative. Her
slower steps imparted a dick teasing sensuousness to
her wide and fleshy hips, which were rather
inadequately covered again by the same sheer blue
saree, which had the privilege of hugging her full,
well fucked body through different stages of her
illicitly extra sexual day today. He could have bid a
million dollars to possess that saree after she
ultimately discarded it today. A lifetime of jerking
off was contained in the aroma of that sexy saree for
Deen. If only Manya knew of her son's fetish and if
only she knew what he had seen that day. She didn't
realise that her adultery had won her an immediate
sympathiser and he was not one of the two men who
fucked her senseless that day. Walking right behind
her sex fatigued form Deen kept caressing his cock
until she entered the kitchen and he made his way to
the living room couch to greet his Uncle Dan. As he
chatted aimlessly with his Uncle, he spotted Manya
walking into the bedroom and followed her with his
eyes until that glorious ass disappeared.

Manya reappeared a few minutes later and two pairs of
eyes went straight towards her hips. Deen saw that she
had put on her white petticoat under the blue saree
and immediately understood that it was time for his
Dad to arrive. The saree however was still well below
her rich navel and her blouse was still braless. Deen
wondered when she would finally have a bath and
cleanse herself of the signs of the day's adultery.
Desh arrived in less than thirty minutes and
acknowledged Dan's presence with a cursory hello. In a
near demure way, Manya served snacks and coffee for
all. Only Deen could feel her inner wickedness and he
loved her for feeling that way. That naughtiness was
going to be the source of his erotic living.

In less than an hour Desh and Uncle Dan were sitting
over a bottle of scotch brought by Dan. Desh drank at
double the pace of Dan and Dan made no attempt to
match the alcoholic Desh. Instead his looks always
travelled towards Manya's ass and breasts whenever an
opportunity presented itself. Deen retired to his room
to study but kept peeping into the living room where
his Dad was turning noisier and Dan was turning
hornier by the minute. He noticed Manya signalling to
Dan to limit his drinks and Dan nodded, winking at the
same time. His brother Binu also entered the house and
a quick dinner followed. Binu had his customary gropes
of Manya's ass and he somehow did not need to be told
to do it only when his Dad wasn't looking. All sexual
exchanges were conducted with total consensus and
understanding and everyone seemed to be waiting for
Desh to go off to sleep. Though drunk, Desh hugged his
wife and asked her to come to the bedroom, much to
Manya's own surprise. Leaving his room for Dan, Deen
also slept in his parents' room.

An hour later, he heard a rustle and peered from one
corner of his bedsheet towards where his parents
slept, ensuring that he did not move. Desh was in a
randy mood and he had already stripped the clothes off
his sexy wife. Manya's fair and throbbing body
glistened in the partial darkness as her drunken
husband began pawing her breasts roughly with both his
hands, after positioning himself above her lying form.
Manya surrendered with some degree of expectation.
Deen could make out his mother's naked glory in the
semi darkness and deep sucking sounds of his Dad
suckling his mother's full breasts like a child could
also be heard. Manya's moans were more out of
discomfort than arousal and Deen could make that out
in a moment. He knew his Mom's horniness when he saw
it. Desh didn't bother to ascertain whether his son
was asleep and Manya of course was totally unconcerned
either way. In less than a minute after some hurried
foreplay, Desh mounted his naked wife with his son
peering in curiousity just a few feet away from them.
Deen couldn't make out the dimensions of his father's
dick, but he saw him try out some forceful movements
which lasted just about a minute. He thought he heard
him cum and he also thought his oversexed Mom had just
begun to moan in arousal. It was all over in a minute.
Desh rolled right away, leaving his beautiful wife
quivering in frustrated nakedness. Manya continued to
lie naked on her back, hands buried deep into her
dripping snatch and she may have thought that Deen was
asleep.

Deen could not have been more awake and alive to the
needs of his beautiful mother. However he had to
simply continue watching and stroking his dick while
his mother slowly lifted herself out of the bed. He
saw her check on his drunken Dad's sleep. Then she did
something which simply stunned him even after the
day's events. She strode right out of the room in slow
deliberate steps, stark naked and without a care in
the world. Her broad hips and fleshy buttocks were
silhouetted erotically in the extra dim light while
her naked breasts shone in splendour everytime some
reflected light from the open window bounced off them.
She was a beauty in distress and she happened to be
his own mother. The beauty was horny too and
uncontrollably so, after her hubby's limp dick could
only manage to stoke her lust fires. Deen knew where
she was headed to and he compassionately watched her
lush, naked frame disappearing into Uncle Dan's room.
He realised Uncle Dan was also waiting for his sexy
cousin to arrive. An hour later, Manya stumbled into
the bedroom and Deen watched his well fucked mom slip
naked right under the bedsheet. What a day it had been
for the horny housewife. And she slept with her hand
still caressing her pussy mound and remained in that
naked, curling posture until she awoke