Nandini seducing her son - Every night

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When Nandini and Rajesh returned from the house with a tray of wineglasses, two bottles of wine, and cheese and crackers, the two lovers were sitting calmly next to each other, sunning their hard young bodies. Nandini raised her eyebrows at Rajesh.

"See?" She nodded knowingly. "Nothing to worry about here."

Soon the four were laughing together, talking about various topics. The wine flowed freely. Nandini had meant to lay off the alcohol as much as possible. She needed to keep her wits about her if she was to orchestrate the final part of her plan. But her anxiety had caused her to drink more than she had meant to, and she was feeling the effects of the potent wine on her thinking. Still, sometimes you just had to let things take their own course.

"And he stepped on the ball!" She finished her anecdote, and as everybody broke out laughing, she made a big gesture with the hand holding her glass. Wine sloshed out all over her front, staining the swimsuit a deep purple in seconds.

"Oh, shit," she gasped, standing quickly, holding the suit away from her front.

"Wait, wait," Divya laughed, tears in her eyes. "Let me help you with that." The girl jumped up and grabbed a napkin to blot at the front of Nandini's swimsuit. She was feeling no pain herself, and she patted the older woman's chest ineffectually.

"Uh, I don't think you're helping much," Nandini said, an amused glint in her eyes. Akash watched in disbelief as his girlfriend moved the napkin in little circles over his mother's breasts. He could see her hard nipples pushing out through the stained fabric.

"What do you mean? I think I'm doing a world of good here," Divya winked. She could feel her own nipples pushing hard against her bikini top. She wanted for all the world to just strip down, here, in front of these three wonderful people. Why couldn't she just be allowed to express her love for them?

Rajesh was feeling very mellow, happy to see his girl so content. How could he have felt so jealous before? Who wouldn't want to possess such a sweet girl? He smiled paternally at Akash, who smiled back tentatively. Still, that Nandini was one hot number. The way Divya was trying to sop up the wine from her swimsuit was pulling it even further away from her chest. If he leaned over like this, he could almost see Nandini's tit...

Nandini noticed Rajesh leaning over with a glazed look in his eyes.

"Divya?"

"Hmmm?" The girl was not even pretending to wipe up the wine any more. She was frankly rubbing the hard nipples right in front of her. Her tongue, pink and pointed, licked her full lips.

"Maybe I can borrow another swimsuit? Then we can take care of this one the way it needs to be taken care of."

Divya looked up, and Nandini winked at her. Her face brightened.

"Right! Great idea!" She leaped up onto the deck, practically dragging Nandini behind her. "I've got just the suits for us to wear."

Rajesh and Akash watched the two women run into the house. Rajesh's face took on a confused look. He turned to Akash.

"Suits? Plural?"

Akash shrugged.

"Wait 'til they see us in these," Divya giggled. Nandini's head was spinning. Synchronicity was one thing, but she could never have planned on Divya getting in on the act so easily. Or that she would have suits like these.



"Are you sure you're okay with your Dad seeing you in this?"



"Don't be silly, Nandini," the girl scoffed. "He's already seen me in less."



"Less than that?"



"Well," Divya blushed. "Didn't I say on the phone that I'd been teasing him?"



"You call this teasing?"



"Uh, yeah, I do," Divya insisted. "As long as it's innocent. As long as he stays strong." She couldn't believe how she was opening up to Nandini. Her senses felt a little dulled. Perhaps it was the wine. Maybe it was her lust. Either way, she knew she needed to get outside, and soon.



"Come on, Nandini!" She pulled on the woman's arm. "Let's go!"



"All right, all right, already. I'm coming," Nandini laughed. Still, this was the first truly dangerous step. If Rajesh reacted badly, she would have to back out somehow. But she had seen how he had looked at Akash and Divya earlier. She had a hunch he would go along with this.





"Whoo-eee," Rajesh heard Akash whistle. "Now, if that's not a sight for sore eyes, I don't know what is."



Rajesh had been working at the grill, cooking up some burgers for dinner. His back was to the deck, so he didn't see his daughter and her boyfriend's mother emerge. He turned to see what had piqued Akash' interest.



The sight before him blew his mind. He had never seen two women look sexier or more desirable than Divya and Nandini did at that moment. His heart pounded, his cock swelled in his trunks. How could they wear those suits?



Nandini was wearing a bikini in the sheerest black material. The tiny bra provided enough material to cover her nipples barely, and the darker skin of her areoles showed around the edges in every direction. Her perky tits stood proudly on her chest, fortunately able to stand on their own, for they got no support from her top.



The bottoms were larger, but that only served to show off the full bulge of her pussy. The little tuft of hair at the top of the slit was displayed through the sheer bikini. The gap between her thighs was neatly filled by her prominent labia, the crease between them obvious to all observers.



Her trim body left nothing to be desired, her pretty face set off by her shining blonde hair. She was a goddess, an avatar of the female sex, and the sexuality that goes with it. She was clearly excited to be wearing the suit, if her hard nipples were any indication.


But if she were the archetype of sexuality, Divya was the icon of lust. She was wearing the most ludicrous excuse for a bathing suit Rajesh had ever seen. It was made up of several thin electric blue straps wrapped around her young teenaged body. There were two strings that ran from a choker around her neck down the slopes of her breasts, and two around the top part of her torso. These several strings came together to form tiny patches that were perched over her hard nipples. Her breasts, larger than Nandini's, were essentially entirely uncovered. Their curves formed a breathtaking pair of arcs on her chest.