Manya Forbidden Lust of Horny Indian House wife

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Chapter 35
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The perversely thrilling sight of his sexy, half naked
mother getting an orgasm talking to her husband's boss
while her younger son licked and nibbled her fully
exposed belly, sent Deen's teenage dick into
overdrive. He groaned inwardly and ran into his
bedroom clutching his cock. He pulled out an old
photograph of his Mom and jerked off thrice that night
making sure that he came on his Mom's face in the
picture. His mother's wantonness flashed vividly
across, each time he masturbated. At the end of each
ejaculation he couldn't help wondering where his
oversexed Mom was headed to. He silently decided he
wouldn't miss out on any of her adulterous escapades
in future.

The oversexed mother, in the meanwhile felt herself
sticky and wet both inside and outside. While her
gushing juices washed her insides, her younger son's
midriff and navel licking left her sticky all over the
middle. She looked down after her release to his head
which she was holding in her hand. He seemed asleep.
His head rose and fell softly on her heaving, naked
belly. His chest pressed against her pussy through the
sheer white saree, which was wet around the crotch.
Both his hands were around her hips and his right hand
was infact cupping her exposed upper butt. For a
second she was ashamed of herself for orgasming right
when he was in her lap. But thinking it over, the
shame turned to a wild pleasure. Binu's nibbling had
turned her fires on and she was in a sexual turmoil
when Ram's call came. His lewd talk was the trigger
she needed to release her pent up lust and she allowed
herself to be swept over by the impulses. Now, after
her orgasm, she merely found her son to be cute in her
lap, despite the fact that her lap was only partly
covered with almost her entire thigh region exposed.
She could feel her pussy spasm mildly against Binu's
chest and wondered how it would have been in the
course of her phone talk and orgasm. The thought made
the straying wife shiver. And the shiver brought out
some excess lust from her loins. She was still
troubled despite her release because she hadn't been
fucked. Her ripe body hadn't received its fuck
sedation. If anything she felt hornier than before.

Manya had gone off to a difficult sleep in the same
posture. She awoke, earlier than usual and discovered
that Binu had now changed his position. His body had
drifted away but his head was now right on her crotch.
But he was fast asleep with a half smile on his lips.
Manya smiled mysteriously to herself when she
remembered how busy her son's lips had been the
previous night. They seemed to want to simply devour
her belly flesh. She also wondered whether Binu
realised the effect his squeezing and kissing was
having on her. Somehow she still couldn't take his
acts to be outrightly sexual. But she conceded that
her son was indeed obsessed with her body, especially
her navel and ass. Gently she lifted her son's head
from her warm and damp pelvic area and placed it on
the bed. She rose from the bed only to see her saree
fall right off her juicy body onto the floor. Clad in
just her blouse she looked at the clock to see that it
was half past five. The beautiful housewife went butt
naked into the bathroom and sat down to pee. She
realised it would be atleast an hour before either of
her sons woke up. Not washing herself after peeing she
re entered the bedroom in the same half nude state.
She put on a petticoat and a black bra. She wore the
same white saree and blouse over the undergarments and
decided to catch some fresh, early morning breeze.

Leaving through the kitchen door, Manya walked into
the freshness of the dawn, towards the joggers park
situated about 100 yards from her house. Her white
saree highlighted her awesome ass and revealed her
squeezy waist flesh, while the black bra only served
to draw sharp attention to her beautifully shaped
breasts through the white blouse. Her navel was the
instant draw from the front, peering out invitingly
through the sheer white saree. Her rear view was
irresistible with her heavy buttocks swaying
provocatively with each step while her exposed upper
hips and waist rippled sensuously. She looked like a
man's wet dream. To the secretly following Deen, his
mother looked like she was screaming to get bangd.

Manya felt more and more itchy between her thighs as
she walked. The nip in the air played with her skin,
making her nipples poke out sharply through her bra
and blouse. She was carrying the night's arousal in
her loins and her slow body sway suggested that she
was indeed in sexual need. Her son followed her from a
distance of about 50 metres, taking care not to be
observed. Every passerby turned and ogled the sexy
mother as she trudged along lazily. None believed that
she had come out for some exercise. On reaching the
park after giving scores of hard ons on the way, the
frustrated wife sought a slightly secluded spot and
sat in meditation posture under a tree. Almost
immediately she was greeted with a "Hello Mrs. M, good
morning"