Manya Forbidden Lust of Horny Indian House wife

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chapter12
Manya's morning had got off to a rousing beginning
with two superlative bouts of sex. One was hard and
fast with a young stud, while the other was a gradual,
mutually seeking love making session with her cousin.
The delicacy of the latter took her by surprise. She
grinned wickedly to herself as she examined her
assaulted zone, which was her hips and ass package.
The entire mass of flesh was damp from sweat and
semen. Her crotch and inner thighs were completely
sticky and an ooze path had formed right down to her
knee. Her pussy had been pulverised since the previous
morning by four different men and she was feeling full
down there as if it were a repository of sperm, of the
dry, semi dry, wet, oozing, dripping - all kinds. The
voluptuous mother of two sons felt deliciously juicy
all over and her body ached more out of pleasurable
impulses rather than any fatigue. Two explosive fucks
in half an hour between quarter to six and quarter
past six in the morning was a dream for any thirty six
year old woman, even if she were as fully stacked and
deeply horny as Manya.

She heard no audible sounds of movement in the house
other than Dan in his bathroom and he would leave any
minute now for his flight. She realised she had not
washed herself right from yesterday and her pussy,
asscheeks and belly had been subjected to load after
load of semen deposit. She began to like this
stickiness because it made her feel very sexy and did
not allow her to take her mind off sex. Of late she
hated to think of anything but sex. However she
decided enough was enough as far as not washing up was
concerned and felt that she must clean up for the new
day. Lying naked on her dining table with a somewhat
satisfied glow all over her body, she kept smiling to
herself with her hand around her pussy mound, not
caressing it but simply allowing it to lie where she
loved to have it the most. Her famous blue saree was
lying on a chair next to the table and her eyes fell
on it. That brought her out of her reverie and
suddenly the total lewdness of her present state
struck her. Rising, but still retaining her right hand
on her pussy mound, she picked up her saree and threw
as much of it around her as possible without any
wearing pattern, almost like she was throwing a
bedsheet around herself. But this being a lot more
transparent than a bedsheet, her full and glowing body
still stood magnificently revealed. Her well moulded
and well caressed breasts jiggled with every sexy step
she took towards her bedroom. Her walk was sheer
erotic poetry in motion and befitted the brush of a
master artist. Her body was more or less covered but
the careless way in which she dbangd the saree left
her entire creamy back open right down to her ass. She
certainly didn't expect visitors or viewers at that
time. Two of the visitors had already fucked her half
way to heaven. But she was wrong about the viewers.

Deen had finished his mammoth jerk off in the toilet
and came out of the bathroom and prepared to go to his
room and say bye to his Uncle. He didn't bother to
disturb his snoring father. He looked at him and felt
almost sorry for him. He felt sorry for his mother
too, but there was a conceptual shift in his sentiment
in each case. He tiptoed out of the room rather
casually but stooped dead in his tracks just one step
out of the door. What he saw in the living room
shocked the senses out of him. His lovely Mom, whom he
had seen getting nailed by the milkman early that
morning was bidding farewell to her cousin and his
uncle. It was the method of farewell that was unique
for his adolescent eyes. They were both at the main
door and kissing in a softly passionate way. Dan
dropped the bag in his hands and held Manya, cupping
her face fully and lavishing her cheeks and eyes with
long wet kisses. Manya kept purring and returning his
kisses with her very own juicy ones. Hiding behind the
curtain, Deen peeped at the licentious couple with a
pounding heart. His mother's exposed back faced him
and the sheer blue saree covered her in the most
ludicrous fashion, concealing her in parts and
revealing her in other parts. From his angle, he could
make out that only her ass was covered. He watched as
his uncle's hands crept up his mother's naked back and
started caressing and stroking it in a near romantic
way. Her face was still on his face in a luxurious,
long tongue exploration, but the stroking of her
fleshy, shapely back brought Deen's dick to yet
another state of absolute hardness. Something similar
must have happened to his mom too because she suddenly
shivered and dropped to her knees, the action causing
her saree to fall right off her ass. Deen saw his Mom
kneeling naked in front of Dan at their main door,
fumbling with his fly. He heard Dan mumble something
as his horny mother quickly brought out his cock and
gulped it with a greedy moan. For the next few minutes
Dan only kept stroking his bursting dick as he watched
his mother's head bobbing up and down on Uncle Dan's
cock. Her movements gathered speed and his stroking
followed suit. Deen suddenly looked back in alarm at
his sleeping father when he heard a grunt from him.
Desh had merely turned from one side to another, still
snoring. Relieved, he turned back to the adulterous
sight in the living room, only to see his Mom's head
going up and down at wild speed and his uncle's hands
clutching her hair and head in a strong, passionate
grip. The whole sight was supremely erotic right up to
the moment of Dan's huge release. Deen saw the gradual
slowing of Manya's head over his uncle's tool
accompanied by the relaxing of Dan's grip on his
mother's lovely black haired head. The grip was
released and so was Manya.

Dan raised his beautiful, naked cousin to her feet and
looked at her face which was well covered with his
cum. Her mouth, lips, nose and cheeks were coated
thickly with his seed and she looked fondly into his
eyes. Some spurts had also landed on her beautiful
long hair above her forehead.Their mouths met again
for yet another deep kiss. While kissing him, Manya
zipped up his trousers and secured his belt mumbling
out a good bye during the kiss. Very unwillingly Dan
opened the main door to leave, but after unfastening
the door latch, he sharply turned around again and
grabbed his sexy, obliging cousin for one last
passionate kiss. Deen saw Uncle Dan kiss his nude
mother at the half open door. The sight made him rock
hard again and he fervently hoped that nobody would
enter the house. The final kiss between the fully
dressed man and the fully naked housewife lasted one
full minute before the almost open main door. It was
broken only by the sound of a car emerging out of the
neighbour's house. Manya shut the door on her cousin
hurriedly and grabbed her saree in the same motion.
She glanced around anxiously but not in alarm. Seeing
the house rather quiet, she sighed in relief and
purposefully made her way to the bedroom with the idea
of visiting the loo. Dan guessed her intention and was
scared of getting caught. He rushed right into the
bathroom and locked himself in. A few minutes later he
pretended to flush the toilet and walked out of the
bathroom as if he had just finished.

He looked into the room and experienced yet another
surprise. Manya was lying in a coiled up position on
the bed, covered fully by the bedsheet. The bedsheet
covered both Manya and hubby Desh. Her eyes were
closed and she was huddled up under the sheet very
close to Desh with one leg over his sleeping body as
was apparent from the outline she made. Deen saw her
blue saree lying on the floor beside the bed. He got a
start when he realized that his mom was naked under
the covers and had wrapped her sexy, well fucked, cum
stained body around his sleeping father and had
already begun to snooze. The vision was to hot for him
and he walked out of the room, amazed at his beautiful
mother's foxiness and sheer abandonment. She knew that
her son would emerge from the bathroom but didn't
care. However Deen felt it was unlikely that she
suspected him of seeing her giving her cousin a
delicious, wholesome blowjob early in the morning
followed by extra passionate farewell kisses in naked
abandon before a half open main door. If it wasn't for
the sound of the car, they might have grabbed another
fast fuck, felt Deen. By now he had come to expect the
unexpected from his horny Mom and it thrilled him.

It could have been the afterglow of two resounding
fucks and an endearing blowjob, but Manya went asleep
for a full hour, cuddling her naked, well used body up
to her heavy sleeping hubby. She awoke almost
alongwith Desh, heaving her hips away from him and
looking into his eyes. Desh also looked back and
greeted her. The greeting surprised her because she
was more accustomed to his snarls and curses. Heart
leaping with a surge of joy, she leaned her head
forward to kiss him on his lips. Desh wasn't much of a
kisser and Manya had to do all the tongue probing. The
normally reluctant hubby allowed his wife to take
over, but only for a while. For a full two minutes,
Manya licked and sucked her hubby's lips and tongue,
tracing wet lines all over his cheeks too. Desh felt a
charge run through his body as he realised that his
beautiful wife tasted strange and different. He felt
her breasts under the sheet and encountered their
naked glory. He gave a couple of quick squeezes which
made Manya moan hornily. Manya did this to him often,
trying to coax an erection out of him first thing in
the morning. He also knew that she liked to sleep
naked after a nightly bout of sex. He assumed she was
now naked from their night's love making. But the
moment his wife reached below to cup his balls through
his night clothes, he recoiled and jumped out of the
bed