Manya Forbidden Lust of Horny Indian House wife

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Chapter 50

It was while they were leaving and Manya was closing
the door that Deen saw and heard Binu bound into the
living area. Binu had missed the scene where Manya was
measured up at leisure and that was why he showed a
bit of surprise at the flushed look on Manya's face.

"Are you OK Mom," he asked, shaking her lightly by the
shoulder.

"Mmmm, yes," mumbled the horny mother, allowing Binu
to lead her by her exposed waist to the dining table.
Deen kept observing the casual manner in which his
younger brother kept caressing Manya's waist all the
way to the table.

The three of them finished a good meal. While Binu was
eager to run out for his cricket his brother and
mother were horny and restless. Manya was horny
because of the immense stimulation caused by Deen's
massage and the revelation that he enjoyed ogling her
body. She now felt great in the company of her sons,
closer and more secure than ever before. She was also
confident that every act of theirs was out of pure
love. Even the lust was love driven. Being a love
starved woman with a sex starved body, this attention
from her sons made her glad. It also made her
extremely horny. All the kissing and pawing by Binu
stirred up her juices and left her craving for the
real act. Deen knew it only too well. And right now he
was restless because he knew that his mother was
feeling horny. It showed in her body language. The way
she kept crossing and uncrossing her thighs forced him
to visualise the itchy pussy nestled between those
glorious thighs. He noticed light beads of sweat in
her cleavage which was half exposed and heaving
mildly. Her eyes showed a distracted look. Deen
realised a stage had come where he communicated with
her bodily needs very directly. He could sense when
she needed a fucking just as surely as he could sense
when she had been freshly fucked. Right now he could
see that his Mom needed a good fucking.

Both mother and son were lucky. The answer to their
feelings came in the form of a call from Prem. He
called to find out whether they would be keen on a
family garment sale in town. Binu had to go for his
cricket. Manya and Deen said yes. But Manya heard Deen
tell Prem that he would be going over to a friend's
place to hand over some borrowed college assignments.
He asked Prem to come over and take his mother to the
sale, promising to join them within an hour. She
smiled to herself at the thought of being alone with
Prem for atleast an hour.

Deen smiled to himself too as he left the house with
his brother. He knew he was doing something for his
Mom's sake. It made him happy. The appointed time was
six in the evening and he had an hour and a half to
pass. The brothers left in different directions.

Deen headed towards the marketplace and went straight
to his favourite bookseller's shop. It was his
favourite hunting place for his sleaze collection.
Literature, pictures, cassettes - the place had it all
and the owner was a friendly, portly middle aged man.
Deen walked into the shop which was full of racks of
books and magazines. The cassettes were all lined up
against the wall. But Deen began looking into the book
racks. There were four of them and a passage separated
each one from the other. A person on this side of the
rack could not see the one on the other side. While
Deen started looking into the incest collection, he
suddenly heard a soft discussion from the other side
and stiffened when he heard the name 'Manya'. He
strained his ears to catch the voices and recognized
them as Salman's and Sam's. With a quickening pulse,
Deen heard on.

"You mean your Doberman went for Aunt Manya's pussy
that morning," came Salman's exclamation.

"Yup, right towards her crotch. I had to hold it back.
He must have loved the smell from her pussy after all
you did to her", replied Sam.

"My Dad and me, both", stated Salman as the
overhearing Deen turned to a statue in disbelief at
the mention of the dog. "Dad went first. By the time I
did it, she was already dripping and squishy. Man, she
oozes in gallons".

"Wow, I'm not surprised. She's hot way beyond normal.
And she loves having her pussy eaten", said Sam.

"You did that?" enquired Salman.

"I 'also' did that ", chipped in Sam with a chuckle.
"Her snatch is never dry. You can finish your dinner
and dessert in it. Eat her the whole morning and
she'll have you fuck her into tomorrow."

"She's wild Sam. She loves it when I take her like a
bitch, on all fours. But next time I'm gonna dip my
face into her juicy snatch first".

"Do that and she's your slut forever".

"Maybe we should do her together once", suggested
Salman with a loaded voice.

"Oh, she'll take us both easy. You first thrust into
her mouth while I lick her into readiness. Then we
switch."

"Mmmmmm," mumbled Salman hornily. You might as well
bring your Doberman along to lick her clean when we're
through with her".

"Good idea, but I suspect the dog may not stop with
simply licking her," replied Sam.

"What!, exclaimed Salman. "You mean it will... "

"Yes it will... , " replied Sam. "Any dog will love
her scent. And Manya will take it. I know for sure
she'll love it too. She's crazy for cock in any form".

"Fuck, goddam slut", hissed Salman. "This talk is
making me horny Sam."

"You bet. And Sana told me that your Alsatian gave
Aunt Manya a long and thorough licking all over her
face and belly".

"Belly! My goodness. I can't take this anymore. I need
to either fuck or jerk off. Let's get the hell out of
here".

The stunned Deen heard his two friends rush out of the
store. Their talk and the revelations about his Mom's
doggie adventure shocked him. It also excited him more
than ever before. Her extreme horniness and utter
depravity injected a fresh wave of voyeuristic thrill
in him. Their talk of performing a threesome with his
mother with the possibility of the dog joining in took
his vision to the highest conceivable level. In a way
he knew such a thing had to be around the corner. His
dick ached and strained against his pants and he kept
clutching and rubbing it as he reflected on what had
just transpired. He regretted having left the park
early that morning. He swore to himself that he
wouldn't miss it again.

"If necessary, I'll offer to take her for a morning
walk tomorrow. Just to see how the dog would make its
advances," he thought to himself. His mind went back
to his horny mother and he wondered what was happening
in the house.