Manya Forbidden Lust of Horny Indian House wife

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Chapter 34

Manya shifted herself onto her back and took the
receiver to her ear. Binu's head now rested right in
the center of her stomach, his lips just where he
loved, on her navel. Her saree pallu was off and flung
aside. It was Ram on the phone.

Manya felt the flow of blood quicken through her.
Binu's ministrations had been getting her hotter and
hotter but she could not stop him. She also realized
that she probably did not want to stop him. She was
fully wet from feeling his young cock against her full
ass and his eager stroking of her belly and hips added
fuel to her raging fires.

"Hi", she greeted in acknowledgement into the phone,
her voice sounding quite sexy and husky. Binu was busy
licking her navel and she had one hand lightly on his
head.

"I'm back here and wanted to tell you that we can meet
tomorrow", informed Ram in a gentle tone.

"Mmmmmm,", moaned Manya both as a reply and in
response to the darting probe which Binu's tongue had
just given to her belly button. Her juices were in
full flow now.

"Desh will be busy for atleast a week. I missed you
after that night", went on Ram, into Manya's ears.

"Same here. I miss you now," whispered Manya into the
phone, pressing her left hand over her breasts after
noticing that Binu's head was down on her belly,
licking and gnawing her flesh. She gave a gasp when
she felt her son's tongue rotate deeply in her navel.

"What happened, are you allright", enquired Ram on
hearing her gasp.

"Yes, I'm OK, dear," mumbled Manya, now feeling her
son's hands encircle her hips fully while he sucked
into her stomach. Her saree had slipped well below her
hips now from the top and she could feel Binu's hand
encounter her upper butt and cup the flesh warmly.
"Mmmmmm", she moaned, out of control again.

"Your voice is making me go wild. I am in orbit now
and stroking myself", said Ram lustily.

"Same thing is happening to me here", whispered the
horny housewife to her illicit lover while her son's
tongue continued to ravage her lush belly. His chest
was pressed onto her pelvic region and she wondered
whether he could feel her wetness. She was indeed
dripping now. Her left hand mashed her breasts over
her thin blouse and she tweaked her nipples by herself
and let out another long moan. Binu took it to be her
usual moan while he played around with his mother.

"Someday we must do it in office, on my desk", teased
Ram. That made Manya's blood rush and she barely
managed a reply trying to battle the impulses of her
son's licking of her navel. His hands were actually
now caressing the naked portion of her upper ass, the
closest he got so far. From a distance it apeared to
the watching Deen that his brother was actually
squeezing his Mom's naked ass and licking her pussy.
Her conversation awakened his curiousity and craned
his ear to listen.

"We will, I'm waiting for it," whimpered the horny
mother into the phone holding her son's head in total
arousal.

"And I want you to come braless to my office," said
Ram. "After fucking on my desk, I want you to slip
under it topless and begin a long blowjob. I'll
dictate a letter to my secretary as you blow me", went
on Ram. "Where would you like me to cum? Face or
mouth?"

"Mouth...", mumbled the overly aroused wife, her voice
breaking away as a flood of juices washed over her
insides. This last line did it to her.The searing lust
caused by her lover's lewd talk and her son's
continuous loving worship of her heated body carried
her past the final frontier. She clutched her son's
head hard as her juices oozed out of her pussy with a
force that wet her saree around her crotch. Binu
couldn't understand why his mother held his head so
hard. He sensed a sudden wetness on his chest which
was pressed against his Mom's warm lap. The lap had
been getting warmer and warmer. He had felt a sudden
shiver and she seemed to be now relaxing. He looked up
from four inches below her navel, past the huge belly
territory that he had licked to wetness and saw his
Mom's lovely face bearing a glazed look. She had
muttered a good night and tossed the phone away, her
face and chest panting. Binu saw his mother's glorious
boobs heaving and forcefully took his eyes away. He
looked down to where he was. His chest was against her
crotch and her saree was bunched up around her hips,
leaving her thighs fully naked. His cock ached and
throbbed when he surveyed the situation. He had
followed parts of her intimate conversation. He gazed
at his lusty mother and asked,

"Mom, was that Dad on the phone"?

Stunned to reality, the horny, adulterous mother
looked down at her son in her almost naked lap and
whispered softly, "Yes Binu, it was your father".

Her elder son, who was watching this explosive double
sourced orgasm of his oversexed mother from not very
far away and with a bursting dick, knew better than
that.