07-05-2019, 10:42 PM
Chapter 22
After her son's departure from her bedroom, the horny
mother decided that her well used body needed a rest
and she stretched out as she was on the bed. She drew
the bedsheet fully around her and lay on her back,
inviting a bout of sleep. The bedsheet was not
transparent but it was thin and highlighted every
curve and mound of her wholesome body. Manya could not
make out the impact on the viewers, so she slept,
contented that she was fully covered and relaxed with
the knowledge that her husband was due only at half
past five and there was no knowing when Binu would
return. During her sleep, there were several images
that teased her and the one that lingered most was,
surprisingly the scene where she was skipping in front
of her entire neighbourhood, her saree top totally off
and her huge midriff and bouncy breasts jerking male
dicks to aroused attention. She felt wicked and her
hand automatically sought her fertile bush, moving
slowly to her pussy. She rested it there as sleep
overtook her tired body. In the other room, Deen too
had the same images of his wet and voluptuous mother
skipping half exposed before thirty hot and panting
males. But his dream was a bit extended. It ended up
in his wanton mother getting fucked by all of them.
Manya slept without realising the passage of time and
was woken up abruptly by the shrill ring of the
doorbell. Her breasts were half out of the bedsheet
and the sheet itself was around her upper thighs. She
quickly downed the bedsheet to cover her feet fully
and lay back again when she heard Deen answer the
door. Her hand still remained on her juicy pussy and
having been awakened, it began a slow caressing motion
almost on its own. She heard her husband Desh come in
and also heard father and son exchange some
conversation. Five minutes later Desh came into the
bedroom and shut the door. He looked down at the bed
and at his beautiful wife, without the slightest clue
of her energetic day until then. He thought she looked
particularly ravishing with her hair spread out, the
thick strands fully covering the pillow and her face
glowing out like a full moon. Her lips looked fuller
and her cheeks shone, making her look very desirable.
He couldn't make out that Manya was caressing her
pussy under the sheets. It was her face that
captivated the husband. It looked dreamy in her
drowsiness and it radiated health like never before.
Her lips were pink and full and the bedsheet exposed
her neck and upper breasts. She looked a dream as she
lay breathing heavily, looking into his eyes with a
half smile. She observed her advancing husband with a
tug in her loins which made her cup her pussy harder.
She was wet again. She saw her hubby unzip and fully
remove his pants with underwear. Her eyes lit up as he
saw his dick move a notch upwards into semi erection.
Both husband and wife were silent as his dick came
closer and closer to her almost angelic face. With her
hand caressing her soaked pussy, Manya opened her
mouth as Desh roughly thrust his semi erect cock into
his wife's mouth. She slurped and sucked while he
stood over her reclined form which was naked under the
sheet. He stood idle, playing with her hair as his
lovely wife proceeded to gobble his dick right upto
his balls, attemting to induct some life into its half
flacid state. She sucked and sucked. After nearly five
minutes of sucking, Manya felt her jaws begin to ache.
Her pussy was dripping now and one hand was crushing
it in desperation under the sheet. Desh was oblivious
of his wife's horniness and he continued to pump his
nearly erect tool in and out of his sex starved wife's
mouth. Manya moaned around his cock and looked
imploringly up to her selfish husband hoping he would
remove it and thrust it into her pussy. Instead she
was dismayed to feel a surge in his balls and even
before she could react, his dick shot out a few drops
of thin cum, one of which landed on Manya's cheek, the
rest of which leaked out to coat Desh's own member,
giving it, in Manya's disillusioned eyes, an ugly and
sorry appearance.
Desh withdrew fully and moved into the bathroom giving
a soft pat on his wife's face, not even pausing to
observe the squirming, voluptuous mass of flesh that
he was leaving behind. Manya was indeed squirming and
her body heat again rose to lusty levels. Her hand
continued to diddle and crush her sodden cunt while
the other wiped her husband's thin cum from her cheek.
Her movements under the bedsheet were slow but steady.
Her breath was rising and falling heavily with her
face reflecting a feeling of confused arousal.
Suddenly the door was flung open and her son Binu
burst into the room, calling out to her.
Binu stopped right at his Mom's bed and looked down, a
bit puzzled. Manya had frozen her hand, but it was
locked between her thighs. Binu couldn't make out her
state of arousal or understand it but Manya felt a
deep flush of embarrassment run through her. She could
hear her husband showering as Binu kept animatedly
describing his day with his friends. As he spoke,
Manya felt less embarrassed and having realised that
her nakedness was fully covered, eased up a bit and
nodded to each of her son's statements. Involuntarily,
her hand began to resume its motions on her aroused
pussy again in a slow deliberate motion. Binu reached
the end of his tale and announced that he was studying
after his bath since he had plenty of homework to
complete. Manya was still nodding indulgently as her
little son bent to give his kiss on her cheek. The
nude mother rose on her elbows in an effort to offer
her cheek. But her right elbow slipped on the pillow
as she was trying to show her cheek. The slipping
forced her to keep her face straight and Binu's kiss
landed smack on her rosy, full lips. Binu looked
stunned and too shocked to move. Manya, already in a
sexual haze from her pussy caressing, remained
motionless for a while too. She had to do something,
so slowly she opened her mouth and took in his lips
and tongue in an effort to give his some movement.
Then she withdrew her open mouth away from his, but
not before she kissed back a few times, the last one
being a wee bit lingering. She could feel Binu
stiffen, his boyish face clouded with a flurry of
feeling. She felt him slowly rise and in one sudden
move, he said "Bye Mom", and ran out of the room.
Manya crushed her caressing hand right into her
swollen pussy and let out a silent shriek with the
other hand also pressing against the first. Her
heaving, full hips rose from the bed lewdly and she
fell back with a thud. She had orgasmed.
The release was needed and Manya felt her body once
again in control by the time her husband came out of
the bath.
"We have party to attend tonight", he announced to his
reclining wife, not noticing her flushed face and the
disarrayed bedsheet on her voluptuous body. "It's an
office party. The office is celebrating a contract
we've bagged. Get dressed soon. The boys can come
too".
"Is it absolutely necessary? Who'll be coming there?",
queried Manya.
"Oh, all of them, including my boss Ram", said Desh.
Manya smiled within herself at the mention of Ram her
husband's thirty five year old, boyish looking boss
Ram. He was handsome, cheerful, well mannered and very
often, Manya found herself envying his wife whenever
she saw them together. She nodded at her husband and
rose from the bed to get ready. She covered herself
fully with the sheet when she passed Desh to go to the
toilet. Somehow she was reluctant to show her nude
body to her husband that moment.
After her son's departure from her bedroom, the horny
mother decided that her well used body needed a rest
and she stretched out as she was on the bed. She drew
the bedsheet fully around her and lay on her back,
inviting a bout of sleep. The bedsheet was not
transparent but it was thin and highlighted every
curve and mound of her wholesome body. Manya could not
make out the impact on the viewers, so she slept,
contented that she was fully covered and relaxed with
the knowledge that her husband was due only at half
past five and there was no knowing when Binu would
return. During her sleep, there were several images
that teased her and the one that lingered most was,
surprisingly the scene where she was skipping in front
of her entire neighbourhood, her saree top totally off
and her huge midriff and bouncy breasts jerking male
dicks to aroused attention. She felt wicked and her
hand automatically sought her fertile bush, moving
slowly to her pussy. She rested it there as sleep
overtook her tired body. In the other room, Deen too
had the same images of his wet and voluptuous mother
skipping half exposed before thirty hot and panting
males. But his dream was a bit extended. It ended up
in his wanton mother getting fucked by all of them.
Manya slept without realising the passage of time and
was woken up abruptly by the shrill ring of the
doorbell. Her breasts were half out of the bedsheet
and the sheet itself was around her upper thighs. She
quickly downed the bedsheet to cover her feet fully
and lay back again when she heard Deen answer the
door. Her hand still remained on her juicy pussy and
having been awakened, it began a slow caressing motion
almost on its own. She heard her husband Desh come in
and also heard father and son exchange some
conversation. Five minutes later Desh came into the
bedroom and shut the door. He looked down at the bed
and at his beautiful wife, without the slightest clue
of her energetic day until then. He thought she looked
particularly ravishing with her hair spread out, the
thick strands fully covering the pillow and her face
glowing out like a full moon. Her lips looked fuller
and her cheeks shone, making her look very desirable.
He couldn't make out that Manya was caressing her
pussy under the sheets. It was her face that
captivated the husband. It looked dreamy in her
drowsiness and it radiated health like never before.
Her lips were pink and full and the bedsheet exposed
her neck and upper breasts. She looked a dream as she
lay breathing heavily, looking into his eyes with a
half smile. She observed her advancing husband with a
tug in her loins which made her cup her pussy harder.
She was wet again. She saw her hubby unzip and fully
remove his pants with underwear. Her eyes lit up as he
saw his dick move a notch upwards into semi erection.
Both husband and wife were silent as his dick came
closer and closer to her almost angelic face. With her
hand caressing her soaked pussy, Manya opened her
mouth as Desh roughly thrust his semi erect cock into
his wife's mouth. She slurped and sucked while he
stood over her reclined form which was naked under the
sheet. He stood idle, playing with her hair as his
lovely wife proceeded to gobble his dick right upto
his balls, attemting to induct some life into its half
flacid state. She sucked and sucked. After nearly five
minutes of sucking, Manya felt her jaws begin to ache.
Her pussy was dripping now and one hand was crushing
it in desperation under the sheet. Desh was oblivious
of his wife's horniness and he continued to pump his
nearly erect tool in and out of his sex starved wife's
mouth. Manya moaned around his cock and looked
imploringly up to her selfish husband hoping he would
remove it and thrust it into her pussy. Instead she
was dismayed to feel a surge in his balls and even
before she could react, his dick shot out a few drops
of thin cum, one of which landed on Manya's cheek, the
rest of which leaked out to coat Desh's own member,
giving it, in Manya's disillusioned eyes, an ugly and
sorry appearance.
Desh withdrew fully and moved into the bathroom giving
a soft pat on his wife's face, not even pausing to
observe the squirming, voluptuous mass of flesh that
he was leaving behind. Manya was indeed squirming and
her body heat again rose to lusty levels. Her hand
continued to diddle and crush her sodden cunt while
the other wiped her husband's thin cum from her cheek.
Her movements under the bedsheet were slow but steady.
Her breath was rising and falling heavily with her
face reflecting a feeling of confused arousal.
Suddenly the door was flung open and her son Binu
burst into the room, calling out to her.
Binu stopped right at his Mom's bed and looked down, a
bit puzzled. Manya had frozen her hand, but it was
locked between her thighs. Binu couldn't make out her
state of arousal or understand it but Manya felt a
deep flush of embarrassment run through her. She could
hear her husband showering as Binu kept animatedly
describing his day with his friends. As he spoke,
Manya felt less embarrassed and having realised that
her nakedness was fully covered, eased up a bit and
nodded to each of her son's statements. Involuntarily,
her hand began to resume its motions on her aroused
pussy again in a slow deliberate motion. Binu reached
the end of his tale and announced that he was studying
after his bath since he had plenty of homework to
complete. Manya was still nodding indulgently as her
little son bent to give his kiss on her cheek. The
nude mother rose on her elbows in an effort to offer
her cheek. But her right elbow slipped on the pillow
as she was trying to show her cheek. The slipping
forced her to keep her face straight and Binu's kiss
landed smack on her rosy, full lips. Binu looked
stunned and too shocked to move. Manya, already in a
sexual haze from her pussy caressing, remained
motionless for a while too. She had to do something,
so slowly she opened her mouth and took in his lips
and tongue in an effort to give his some movement.
Then she withdrew her open mouth away from his, but
not before she kissed back a few times, the last one
being a wee bit lingering. She could feel Binu
stiffen, his boyish face clouded with a flurry of
feeling. She felt him slowly rise and in one sudden
move, he said "Bye Mom", and ran out of the room.
Manya crushed her caressing hand right into her
swollen pussy and let out a silent shriek with the
other hand also pressing against the first. Her
heaving, full hips rose from the bed lewdly and she
fell back with a thud. She had orgasmed.
The release was needed and Manya felt her body once
again in control by the time her husband came out of
the bath.
"We have party to attend tonight", he announced to his
reclining wife, not noticing her flushed face and the
disarrayed bedsheet on her voluptuous body. "It's an
office party. The office is celebrating a contract
we've bagged. Get dressed soon. The boys can come
too".
"Is it absolutely necessary? Who'll be coming there?",
queried Manya.
"Oh, all of them, including my boss Ram", said Desh.
Manya smiled within herself at the mention of Ram her
husband's thirty five year old, boyish looking boss
Ram. He was handsome, cheerful, well mannered and very
often, Manya found herself envying his wife whenever
she saw them together. She nodded at her husband and
rose from the bed to get ready. She covered herself
fully with the sheet when she passed Desh to go to the
toilet. Somehow she was reluctant to show her nude
body to her husband that moment.
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One man's wife is another man's slut
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Thanks & Regards,
Givemeextra
One man's wife is another man's slut
I don't have a Religion, I am free. Do not impose your Morality on me