Nandini seducing her son - Every night

[Givemeextra]

"So. What'cha doin'?"

"Nothing much. Just looking at porn."

"What!?"

"Seriously."

"You fuck, why didn't you say earlier?"

"'Cause you didn't ask."

"Hmmm." Divya was lying on her bed, looking up at the ceiling of her room. The afternoon light was coming in the window, and the room was warm. She was talking on her cell phone to Akash. "Tell me what you're looking at."

"Couple hot chicks together."

"Typical. You guys are all the same."

"Why not? After all, they're pretty damn hot. What's to complain about?"

"Yeah, but I bet you never look at a couple hot guys together."

"Not yet," Akash laughed. "Why, you like looking at that stuff?"

"Fuck you, Akash Sharma!" Divya giggled. "You saying I'm some kind of pervert?"

"Nah. It's not perverted to look at smokin' bodies. This one girl? She's completely shaved down there."

"You like it bare?" Divya was getting turned on talking about this so casually. She reached a hand under her shirt and started to toy with her nipple through her bra. God, she had shown Akash that nipple the night before. Oh yeah, and the other one too.


"I like being able to see everything. Nothing in the way," his voice sounding a little huskier. "Why? You bare?"

"Not so fast, buster. You'll have to wait to find out for yourself."

"Promise?"

"What about the other slut?"

"You hard?"

"Who's asking?"

"I thought so. Do they have big gi-normous tits or what?"

"Yeah. Pretty fuckin' fake, actually."

"Oh, you like them smaller?" She was circling her boobs now, thankful that they weren't too large. But they were sensitive, especially right now. She felt so relaxed, so natural. How could everything feel so right with this guy she barely knew?

"I once heard my Mom say to my Dad that more than a handful was too much."

"Ha! Guess your Mom is pretty small up top, huh?"

"Yeah."

"You seen 'em?"

"What?"

"Your Mom's boobs?"

Akash paused. He was sitting in his boxers in front of the computer, his cock semi-hard up until now. But Divya's question made him completely erect. He released himself through the flap and grasped his shaft.

"A couple of times, yeah, I have," he said carelessly. Divya felt her heart pounding at the admission. She thought back to last night, on the couch, her father (her fucking FATHER) touching her through her panties. And before that, the way she liked to parade herself around him, pretending it was all thoughtless, innocent. Her pussy grew warm.

"Who's bigger, me or her?"

"Uh, you, actually. Hers kind of don't even really hang down, y'know?"

"Uh-huh. And what about the nips?" She pushed her bottom down on the bed, letting her skirt ride up around her waist. She started to tease herself with light touches around her heated sex.

"What do you want to know?"

"Are they longer than mine? Darker? Bigger areolas?" Akash started to stroke his cock, his hand twisting as it rose and fell on his shaft.

"They sorta point upwards, and they're pretty long, but yours are darker, I think."

"Seriously? What'd'ya do, like watch your Mom and Dad fucking or something?"

"Something like that," he replied. "Why? That turn you on?"

"Uh, fuck." Her fingers insinuated themselves under her panties. She didn't want to admit to anything, but she was getting so aroused.

"You touching yourself," she heard.

"Yeah," a soft girlish tone.

"Awesome. Me, too," he replied.

"Cool."

"Want to hear more?"

"Yeah."

"Hang on a sec," and she heard him putting the phone down. She held her breath, her finger slipping in the moisture her pussy was already producing. She kept away from her clit; she didn't want to peak too soon. She had to know where he was going with this.

"Okay," he said, the voice in her ear making her jump.

"You're back," she purred.

"Yeah, pretend that I went to get my mother."

"What?"

"You heard me. Pretend I went to get my mother to be here with me. With us."

"Oh, shit," she whispered. "Is your cock still hard?"

"Yeah, and she can tell. In fact, she's running a finger over it through my boxers."

"Mmmm... does she like how long it is?"

"She's nodding. She loves how hard and long it is. In fact, she just pulled my boxers down."

"Are you fucking kidding me? You're naked with a boner in front of your Mom?"

"Just pretending, right? Anyway, she's winking at me now while she takes me in her hands. You still touching yourself?"

"Like I could stop?" She had a finger dipped inside her pussy now, feeling the hot wet depths of herself. Her breathing was coming faster.

"Good. Now she's kneeling in front of me. I'm caressing her straight hair, so shiny so pretty. She's inches away from my cock, her breath hot against me. She looks up at me, her eyes shining with desire. She licks her lips, her tongue red and wet."

"Ooh, oh, go on, don't stop now," her finger, now two fingers deep inside her.

"She's still wearing all of her clothes, you know, just Saturday around the house stuff, nothing sexy or anything. My cock is throbbing, there's a little droplet of pre-cum right at the tip, and she leans forward and, just with her tongue, licks right across my tiny hole. Mmmmmm... fuck, yeah, that's nice."

The images burned into her brain, the thought of the older woman, so closely related to her—boyfriend? Maybe... Kneeling in front of her son, that long, hard, beautiful cock she had seen the night before.

"Now, still looking up at me with those sexy green eyes, so wide, so loving, she leans forward and takes the head of me... oooohhh, into her mouth. It's warm and wet, her tongue doing things no cunt could do. Oh, God, the fact of a woman's mouth around you, so intimate, so hot."

And he's so right, too, how hot it is to have a cock in your mouth, that part of you that you know so well, invaded by this hard hot piece of flesh. She let her finger graze over her clit, and she gasped out loud with a mini orgasm, the first peak in what felt like it might be one of the most intense cums she ever had.

"She puts her hands on my ass, grabbing hold of me, feeling my naked butt, and caressing me back there. I lay my hands on her head, feeling that lovely hair, as she takes me deeper and deeper... oh fuck... deep into that mouth, her lips stretched around me, sucking, tonguing, sucking, mmmmm..."

Could she hear the wet sounds of a hot blowjob over the phone, or was it only her overheated imagination? Her pussy was producing so much juice that everything felt wet, she was lying in a growing wet patch just from her own excitement. She quickly turned the cell phone to speaker and let it drop next to her ear. With her now free hand, she reached between her legs and pushed the wetness over her asshole.

"She's slowly taken me all the way in, can you fucking believe it? My own mother, a natural born cock-sucker, deep-throating me as only a true slut could do." His voice sounded ragged through the speaker, her fingers dancing over her clit, her other finger pushing against that hard little ring of muscles around her anus. She almost never touched herself there like this, but she was beyond thinking now, searching, searching for more stimulation.

"Her head starts bobbing back and forth along my length, oh fuck, Divya, this is too hot. Her finger is pushing into me, into my god damned asshole, oh God! Oh, I'm almost there, oh Divya, fucking cum with me, cum with meee!!!"

And she, too is wailing, her hard clit drummed on by her fingers, her ass and pussy filled with fingers, her back arched, her eyes wide open as she cums so hard on her own hands.

The room smells of girl cum, the world is spinning, she is so exhausted.

"'Bye, Divya," comes the voice from far away, the click of the receiver, the dial tone. Slowly, numbly, she turns the phone off. She is lost.

*****

"Thanks, Mom," Akash looked down at Nandini, kneeling before him, his cum dribbling from her mouth. "That was just the touch I needed."

"I'll say," the pretty mother laughed, wiping away the excess semen. "Wait until we tell your father about this!"