Nandini seducing her son - Every night

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"And this time I stayed until he came. Oh, God, he got some on my arm, and I couldn't help myself, I had to taste it." She shuddered, her thighs pressed tight together. "I managed to control myself until I got out of the room."

"Ohh, Nandini, this is so hot. What happened the next night?"

"Mmmm. The next night was even better. I sat on his lap." Divya gasped. "That's right, honey. In the sheerest of negligees, only a g-string, and I'm pretty sure he got naked before I sat down. He jerked off, and I rubbed myself on his leg while he held me by the waist."

"Oh, God! Oh, fuck, Nandini. Oooh. I just came again."

"Let's move to the bed, Divya. I think I need to taste you."

In a flash, Divya bounded to the bed. She lay back, her face flushed, her breathing fast. She looked over as Nandini stalked towards her. She heard herself whining, mewling for the contact that was about to come.

Nandini looked down at the girl, so hot, so wanton in her excitement. She trailed her finger down the slim body, muscular and fit from all the cheering she had done. Her finger reached the panties and hooked onto them. Divya lifted her waist and Nandini pulled the underwear down those long legs.

At last, at last. Divya was naked in front of her boyfriend's mother. She felt free, soaring. She let her legs fall apart in the most unladylike way. But she was beyond caring. She had to let Nandini see her most feminine places.

For her part, Nandini was about to undertake something that she had never imagined that she would do. But who was she to say anything? This whole week had been full of things that she had never imagined she would do. She knelt between the girl's legs, gazing on the glistening pussy in front of her. She had shaved the lips, leaving a small patch of dark brown curls at the top.

The heat rising from that spot was amazing. And the smell. It was much more delicate than she would have thought. But so arousing. She used her fingers to spread the outer lips wide. The tiny inner lips were so pink, and the little bud of her clit was pulsing.

"Oooooh, Nandini," Divya whimpered. "Please?"

Nandini leaned in. She extended her tongue and made contact with the flesh of the overheated teenager. The tang of the girl's juices spread rapidly over her tongue. It didn't taste bad, as she had feared. Of course, she had tasted herself over the years, whether on her fingers or on her husband's cock. But that was her own juices. She had always imagined that she would be revolted by another woman's. Instead, she was drawn back to get more.

Divya felt the first tentative lick, and it caused her to jerk. And then, Nandini moved back in. Was it possible that she had never done this before? In a moment, that didn't matter any more. The contact of the soft tongue against her caused jolts of electricity to burst through her. And Nandini was an incredibly sensitive lover. She seemed attuned to the slightest murmur and reacted accordingly.

Her mind flew through all kinds of amazing images, and she started to push herself against the older woman's mouth. She held onto the shining hair of the head between her legs, and forced herself harder and harder against that seeking tongue. And when it dipped deep into her, and then pulled back to circle, hard, once, twice, three times around her aching clit, Divya exploded.

Nandini felt the intense need, the demanding grasp on her head. She gave her all to Divya, everything that she could, searching deep inside the girl, pressing her mouth hard against the sopping pussy, drinking her juices down. And delighting in every minute of it. She felt her own need, her own desires, but she had to repress them for the time being.

"Oh, wow. Mmm," Divya sighed. "That was really intense, Mrs. Sh—I mean, Nandini." She was breathing heavily, her breasts lifting and falling rapidly. Her forehead was sweaty, her face and chest flushed. She had gripped the coverlet tightly with both hands. She released them now as Nandini came up to lie next to her.

"I'm glad I was able to help, sweetie," Nandini purred, brushing Divya's bangs from across her face. The girl looked so relaxed, so sweet in her post-orgasmic bliss.

"What happened the next night?"

"Oh. Well," Nandini laughed. "That was the night we went to the restaurant."

"What? Was that Thursday night?" Divya's eyes were wide.

"Um. Right. Yes, that was Thursday night."

"Oh. My. God! Ramona was talking about you? About you and Akash?!"

"Uh-huh. Akash told me about his date with you. We were sitting at the same table that you sat at the next night. And my son took all kinds of liberties with me, in front of that poor girl. She was all flustered."

"She would have probably passed out if she had known you were his mother." Nandini shuddered. Her pussy spasmed at the teenager's comment. She hadn't come, yet, and she was in danger of losing control over the situation. Still, the thought of a stranger finding out about her incestuous affair was surprisingly causing her to get even hotter.

"Right," she stated, shaking her head to snap out of her reverie. "We'd better get ready and join the guys at the pool."

"But I haven't done anything for you, Nandini," Divya said, surprised. She had been looking forward to helping the older woman cum also. She owed her something for the earth-shattering one she had enjoyed.

"Thanks, Divya. But I think I'll have to take a rain-check on that. Your Dad is going to be wondering just what we're doing up here." Divya raised her eyebrows. She noted how Nandini had failed to include her son in her statement. "Still, I would love for you to return the compliment. Can I count on you to do that for me? When I ask you to?"

"Sure," chirped the teenager, thoughtlessly.

"Promise?"

"Promise."

Rajesh and Akash were relaxing by the pool already when Nandini and Divya made their entrance. The late afternoon sun warmed the wooden deck. The golden brilliant light made the well-designed gardens around the pool seem like a scene from a fairy tale.

Akash had been wondering just what his mother was getting up to with his new girlfriend. They had been gone for quite some time. He had never before imagined that his straitlaced mother, his sweet suburban Mom might be into some of the stuff he had seen on the internet, but this week had changed his views on a number of things. Even while he carried on a lively conversation about the cricket match with his host, his mind was filled with illicit images of the two of them together.

"Hi, guys," came his mother's voice from the deck. Both men looked over at the back door of the house. The two women sashayed towards them. Each looked gorgeous, and yet, in his heart, Akash was a little disappointed. This was hardly the outrageous appearance he had anticipated.

Although Divya was wearing a string bikini, it was nothing that you would call out of place on a family beach. And Nandini, his Mom, had a boring old one-piece swimsuit. Maybe nothing had happened upstairs. Maybe nothing was going to happen tonight.

"Hey, sweetie," Nandini said to her son, leaning over to kiss him gently on the cheek. It was at that point that he caught a whiff of something musky, something familiar, arousing, coming off of her... face? She pulled back, and winked.

"Just a little idea of what's to come," she whispered. Akash' mind went blank for a second as he registered that he had just smelled his girlfriend's juices on his mother's face. That could only mean...

Nandini laughed to herself as she went to sit on an empty beach chair next to Rajesh. He was certainly a handsome man, she mused. That would make the rest of the plan easier.

"Akash, you look as if someone had just goosed you," giggled Divya, sitting next to her boyfriend. He blinked and looked over at her.

"Goosed? Me?" He shook his head, smiling. "I think we both know who's been goosed, girl." He waggled his eyebrows, and guffawed when she blushed.

"Meanie," she smiled, and punched him in the arm. "Put some sunscreen on my back, 'kay?"

She pulled her hair into a ponytail, and then lay on her stomach, handing him the bottle. He squirted some into his hands, rubbing them together. Casually, she reached behind her and untied her top behind the neck and in the middle of her back. She pulled it out from under her, lying there in front of the three others in just her little string bikini bottom.