Manya Forbidden Lust of Horny Indian House wife

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Chapter 40

Sam knelt on his belly, flat on the ground and brought
his camera close to the housewife's pussy. Placing it
at an angle that would focus right onto her pink
opening, he rose on his knees and whispered into the
horny woman's ear after a minute's pussy fondling,
"Aunt Manya, use your fingers to spread those lovely
lips open". Manya responded immediately to spread her
lips as if in a trance. Sam clicked the first picture
and left the camera where it lay. He rose towards
Manya's face and this time kissed her earlobe and
cheeks. His hand first caressed her cuntlips again and
suddenly moved up to her trembling breasts. Tweaking
one nipple Sam said slowly "Now Manya, spread them
once more". The horny housewife complied again. Sam
took the second picture. Immediately Sam began kissing
the sexy mother all over her face, wetting her eyes,
lips and cheeks. Manya simply closed her eyes and
allowed Sam a free hand on her body. Her watching son
observed that his mother's hand never left her soaked
pussy after each snap. Deen was amazed at Sam's
mastery over his nude mother's mind. Sam had
understood that the way to Manya's heart was through
her pussy. In half jealousy and full arousal, Deen
witnessed his neighbour friend photgraph his naked
mother's pussy, feeeling her up between shots to
maintain her arousal and state of mind. Towards the
end of the session Sam would actually lap at her
widespread pussy between shots, squeezing her breasts
with his hands, mumbling his appreciation and praise
on the horny woman. His beautiful mother however,
simply moaned and writhed though the session. She was
never allowed to think. Deen saw that for the last few
shots, she was actually flat naked on the floor, her
knees bent, with her hands spreading her pussy lips
for Sam. She looked every inch a cheap pornstar to her
son. And her son was readying himself for one last
jerk off when Sam suddenly asked, "Aunt Manya, can I
take the last shot with my usual camera and not the
polaroid?"

Manya looked down at Sam's face burid between her
crotch. After he spoke, he had resumed his tongue
lashing of her ravaged cunt. The strokes were making
her swollen lips ooze and tingle. She found all her
defences broken down by his expert licking. "Yes", she
gasped aloud. But only my...", her voice trailed off.

"Only your pussy Aunt Manya. Only your beautiful
pussy," mumbled Sam in assurance. Deen saw Sam take
the last few licks of his juicy cunted mother before
bringing out his regular camera for a well zoomed
close up. He clicked and bent to kiss the widespread,
obliging housewife, his hands once again resuming a
cunt caress. The submissive housewife yielded
gratefully to his touch after being at the receiving
end of his pussy worship. Sam's heart gushed with
fondness and love too for this lovely mature woman.
She had indulged his every fancy in the course of
their adulterous mating. He realised that he was
indeed obsessed with her wet and lusty cunt with its
intoxicatingly musky aroma.

Manya however was writhing a lot. All the attention on
her pussy with the kisses, licks and caresses had
stoked her fires to burning levels. The photo session
brought a rousing thrill to the whole morning's lust,
making Manya's ripe body swell in the glow of
appreciation. Her desire to be craved for had been
fulfilled. But her desire to have the newly stoked
fires extinguished rose. It rose and rose, making her
writhe before Sam on the floor, with a pleading look
in her eyes. With a full hard on, Sam stared at the
beautiful, naked woman rolling on the floor before
him. Her position was lewd but she looked beautiful
and divine in hernude, outstretched state. Her body
throbbed with need and on that voluptuous body,
quenching that need was also a divine duty. As Deen
watched, Sam got behind his mother's upturned ass and
helped her into a doggie posture. Manya whimpered and
moaned into position, even wiggling her ass in
urgency. She was on fire and her anatomy ached for
plunder. And Sam began the plunder.

As her young son stroked his dick, the sexy mother got
balled by his friend right on the floor, perilously
close to the main door. To her son's absolute delight,
Sam was fucking her doggie style. Like a true bitch,
Manya wailed and screamed through a rather noisy fuck.
Sam was simply ramming it in with his hands mauling
her heaving breasts. Her hot body was getting the
treatment it craved for. The sensitive lover turned
animalistic and the demure housewife turned whorish.
Deen's masturbatory strokes matched the intensity of
Sam's fucking of his lusty Mom. He had come to fathom
her fuck momentum with every lover. He knew her peaks,
he knew the crescendo and he knew when the climax
would come. All three climaxed together. The artist
photographer gave the hot mother her fourth seed blast
of the day and his second. His spurt hit Manya's
greedy pussy deep and hard. It mingled with her own
hot secretions and oozed out copiously from her gash.

The mating couple lay exhausted but satiated on the
living room floor, while the voyeur son shot off into
thin air, feeling as contented for his own sex starved
mother as for himself. He looked at his mother. His
eyes went first to her thighs. His loving mother never
looked more dirty and vulgar. Her entire body was
naked and moist as she lay on her back next to the
main door. The area around her well fucked pussy was
covered by a mixture of juices. Her head was half
turned towards an equally naked Sam, smiling softly.
Her face resembled a well fucked angel's face. Sam
thought so too because Deen saw him lean across and
kiss his mother on her lips and eyes, in a slow and
lingering manner. One hand of his rested on her pussy
lips while Manya's hand caressed it lovingly. They had
bonded beautifully and for the first time Deen felt
fully jealous. And hard.

The clock struck to show that it was 1 pm. Manya
realised she had done nothing since dawn other than
getting fucked. She felt she was luckier than most
women. So did Deen. Sam gave a small squeeze to
Manya's mound as if to announce his departure, making
the horny wife squeal softly and huskily. Sam knew she
still had it in her. Manya felt the same too but was
reminded that she had to prepare lunch and wait for
her hungry kids to arrive. Since the doorbell didn't
ring till then, Manya decided to see off Sam through
the main door. Sam rose and dressed at quick speed,
gathering his stuff. Manyawaited, naked on the floor,
her head resting against one bent elbow. Deen stared
again at his erotic mother's superb curvature. Her
glorious ass was towards him. No wonder Sam and the
others couldn't get enough of her, he thought to
himself, fondling his dick as he gazed at her nudely
laid out body. Manya rose as Sam reached the door.
They kissed long and hard at the door and Deen once
again started growing hard as his nude mother was
again fondled while being kissed. Sam reched below to
her bush and gave a sharp squeeze saying, "Aunt Manya,
your pussy close up will be awesome without this
bush."

A gasping Manya held his hand right on her pussy and
whispered, "It's your pussy. You do the shaving and
clicking". This made Sam kiss her passionately again,
squeezing her juicy ass at the door. They were kissing
noisily as Manya opened the door and even as he was
half outside it. For a fleeting second Deen saw that
his Mom stood naked right on the threshold of the main
door getting her last kiss and pussy caress of the
morning from Sam.

"Phew, what a horny woman", thought Deen, feeling
harder than ever.

The adulterous woman slowly rolled her nude body
across the room and sat on the couch for a while. She
decided not to bathe because she loved the linger of
Sam's lips and tongue in her pussy. She could still
feel his tongue despite the hammering taken by her
steamy cunt in full blown bitch style. She needed just
a few minutes of rest before launching onto her
motherly duties. Deen was waiting for her to go to any
other room before he could leave through the kitchen
door. Suddenly the phone rang. Deen saw his Mom reach
nakedly for the phone, hand in pussy.

"Good afternoon Ram", called out Manya cheerfully. "I
knew you'd call sometime today".

Deen suddenly felt a stab in his loins, remembering
their conversation of the earlier night and its
outcome on his horny mother. "Oh sure", he heard his
Mom tell his father's boss. "See that I'm picked up",
she said and wound up, her hand moving a bit more
vigorously in her pussy. After a few hard digs, she
forced herself out from her pussy centric behaviour
and decided to bathe since Ram had wanted to see her
that afternoon. Her pussy tingled at the thought that
she and her husband's boss were taking full advantage
of his absence. Deen saw his nude, well ravished
mother walk slowly and sexily into her bedroom and
waited until he heard the bathroom door close. Quickly
he ran out of his room and right out of the open
kitchen door. He exited the main gate and walked
slowly towards the marketplace wanting to give his
tired Mom atleast half an hour. He ran into Salman,
who was escorting his sister around the shops. Salman
greeted him. Everyone liked the softspoken Deen. Deen
felt that Salman was being extra nice to him and extra
familiar out of the confidence of having fucked his
mother. He wished him back, observed the slight sway
of Sana's perky boobs and walked away smiling. None
could match his mother's full, voluptuous and
outrightly fuckable body.