Manya Forbidden Lust of Horny Indian House wife

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Chapter 26

The two robust lovemaking bouts left the naked mother
panting and satiated. Tenderly she kissed Prem as he
shoved his cock back into his jogging shorts and bade
good bye. Prem left through the open kitchen door and
Manya staggered to her feet. She put on her petticoat
but remained topless. She looked at the clock in the
kitchen and it showed quarter to seven. Realising that
her sons would be also up any minute, she slipped on
her blouse and within fifteen minutes, completed the
basics for coffee and breakfast, wondering when her
husband would arrive home after his disgusting night.
The thought again brought a frown to her face.

As Manya was completing her work in the kitchen, Den
decided that the time was right to wake up his brother
Binu. He did so and himself proceeded to the toilet.
Binu walked out of his room and went to greet his Mom.
He saw her in the kitchen with her back to him. He
gave her a full hug from behind, kissing her neck
while doing so. His hands were around her naked hips,
just above where her petticoat was tied. It was tied
dangerously, just above her bush. Manya felt Binu's
fingers squeeze her belly for a few seconds as was his
right and felt them dip into her navel for his first
navel probe of his mother for the day. She gasped a
bit as his kissing moved from her neck to her cheek
and trailed wetly to the corner of her mouth. It could
have been the caressing or may have even been the
previous day's familiarity with her son's lips, Manya
instinctively turned her face around. Binu's lips fell
smack on hers and very naturally, mother and son
kissed for a few seconds, with the son maintaining his
fingering of his Mom's navel throughout his kisses.

Manya withdrew affectionately and gushed at the
demonstrative love of her younger son. She was growing
to love him more and more. And so was he, she felt.
She couldn't say it was carnal, but certainly she
could feel Binu's gropes getting a lot more frequent
and his kisses longer and more lingering. But he was
soft and steady without being frenzied and that
reassured the beautiful mother that it was pure love
and not tainted with anything undesirable. She also
missed that kind of love from Deen. Manya decided she
had to take a closer look at Deen for any signs of
abnormality. The well fucked mother patted her younger
son on his face and told him to get ready for college.

"Mom, you'll have to wash my hair today", insisted
Binu.

"Ok. Get into the bathroom, I'll join you'" said Manya
as she took the prepared breakfast and coffee in her
hands to place them on the dining table.

Binu bounded out towards the bathroom and got in just
as brother Deen was emerging out of it. Deen saw his
brother strip and get ready for his bath and also
noticed his Mom going behind him into the bath. In her
black petticoat and dark red blouse, her fair skin
looked sexy and ripe and actually glowed softly
whenever water fell on her, especially around her
fully exposed midriff and upper hips. Manya washed her
son's hair and went on to soap the rest of his body
too. From a slit in the bathroom door edge, Deen saw
his mother soap his brother's body in slow strokes,
full of love and care. He saw her doing his stomach
and suddenly she dipped her hands down to cup his
balls with her soaped hands. Deen saw his brother's
young dick hop to attention at the touch. Manya
however continued to soap her son's balls and moved
her fingers to rub the stem of his little cock too,
which was not more than five inches at full mast. She
smiled to herself when she felt it twitch and throb.
She didn't look up to see her son's face but continued
lovingly with her task. Soaping complete, she turned
on the shower to rinse him all over. Again when she
reached his groin, she rubbed his dick, cleansing it
off all the soap. Deen observed that she however
continued to rub Binu's dick well after all the soap
had been rinsed away. She infact lingered around the
base of his shaft and gave it a few squeezes too
before releasing it in its throbbing glory. Wildly
aroused, Deen remembered the years when she did the
same to him. His dick ached when he remembered how she
had gone through the same motions with him until he
was nearly thirteen. He used to look forward to those
bathing sessions and felt that even his Mom enjoyed
playing with his erections, from the way her dainty
fingers coaxed and cajoled his adolescent cock. Those
loving baths had stopped the day Deen had ejaculated
suddenly when his Mom's hands were stroking the base
of his shaft. Both Mom and son were a wee bit
embarrassed but Manya did not let her son feel guilty
about anything. She pretended as if nothing had
happened and that helped her son get over it. He got
over the embarrassment but started getting more and
more obsessed with his mother's generously curved body
with a vengeance that was extremely carnal but
intention that was almost totally voyeuristic.

Having bathed her adoloscent son well, Manya felt the
warmth of his cock linger on her fingers for a little
while. She left the bathroom and moved towards her
bedroom, bringing her fingers to her lips on the way.
Deen noticed it, just as he had noticed every single
act of hers since that morning.

Manya's clothes were wet after bathing her son. She
had to remove them. While discarding them she
contemplated whether to bathe or not. She suddenly
realised that her husband had not returned yet.
Leaving her wet clothes on the floor, she slipped her
nude body under the sheets and cuddled up cosily. The
time was half past seven. Binu would be off to college
after ten minutes or so, followed by Deen soon after.
She wished Desh would set a good example atleast to
his children