Adultery My anal-queen Ammi goes on a vacation

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"Hello!" my mader said, taking off her sunglasses when the young boy approached. She had heard every word they had said.

"Namaste," Rahul said, squatting down, "How are you?"

“Namaste”, Nargis smiled, "I’m doing fine…. just enjoying my vacation!"

"Very good. I am also enjoying. So madamjee, are you… with someone?"

"Yes, I am," ammi replied teasingly, "I am with a handsome young man. He is swimming in the sea over there."

“Oh… that boy there?? Is he your… umm… friend?” Rahul asked.

“Tch tch….”, Nargis decided to tease the boy, “What do you think? Women of my age aren’t allowed to have young boyfriends?”

"No… I didn’t mean it like that," Rahul continued, "So, you are not married?"

"Naah, I'm married”, Nargis raised he right hand and flashed her diamond wedding ring on the index finger, “But also available. Therefore, you handsome young man, you can flirt with this shaadishuda MILF." She flashed a nice smile, which Rahul returned.

"I'm Rahul Sharma," he said.

"And I am Mrs. Nargis Khan," my big-doodhwali mader responded, and they shook hands.

“And that’s my son Saadman over there…” Nargis added.

“So where are you from?” Rahul quizzed, “You don’t sound like a local…”

“That’s because I’m from Dhaka, Bangladesh”, she replied.

“Ohhh… Do hot women dress in bikini in Bangladesh too?”, Rahul was curious.

“Hai alh! Of course not!” mom laughed, “I would probably get angry looks and an earful if I even dared show too much of my cleavage…”

“Ohhh… even in Goa, it’s rare for an Indian Mųsalman woman to put on such clothes…”, Rahul remarked as he unashamedly ogled at Nargis’s deep cleavage.

Rahul was obviously fascinated with my mader. The fact that the Bangladeshi big-breasted, bikini-nangi, pakeezah bimbo was a Mưslim chinaal, turned him on even more.

"Is that your brother?" she asked, nodding to Suraj.

She suspected they were of course, having listened in on their conversation.

"Yes," confirmed Rahul, "That’s my elder brother Suraj."

"Why is he standing over there? Is he afraid of me? I won’t bite!", Nargis chuckled.

Rahul smiled. The gorgeous Bangladeshi MILF lying on the beach before him, whose deep cleavage he couldn't stop staring at, was very sweet in her tone of voice, sounding almost maternal but in a very charmingly flirtatious way. He loved her aristocratic accent too.

"Should I give him some money to go away and leave us, you and me, alone?" he asked.

"NAAAAH! Bring him here, let him join us," said Nargis, lowering her voice so as not to be heard by other sunbathers around her, "I know what you want from me, Rahul. You want a good, hard fuck! You want a nice aunty with big doodhs, and a nice round gumbad to fuck all night long! Luckily I too want a handsome young Indian man like you to give me such a servicing, and the only thing better than a handsome Indian boy to fuck a horny Bangladeshi whore like me would be two handsome Indian boys to fuck a horny Bangladeshi whore like me! So, are you going to take your Bangladeshi randi back to your room, Rahul?"

"Yess!" the teenager replied, astonished by the wanton woman's courage, but very excited about it! "Yes, I will take you to my room and…" he repeated, "I will get my brother."

He turned and nodded to Suraj to come over, which he did. My slut mom Nargis meanwhile gave a wave to me, at that moment I was splashing about in the sea about 50 feet away. I waved back, seeing my ammi about to go off with two unknown boys and knowing exactly what the horny slut was up to! My mader is a promiscuous tramp, who cheats with her multiple boyfriends behind my abbu’s back. My father’s boss and some of his colleagues regularly visit my mader while he’s at work. My mother Nargis and I are very close and she doesn’t keep any secrets from me. However, abbu has no idea his paanjvaqtah namaazi, purdah-daar biwi is such a rabid nymphomaniac, who spreads her legs at the mere sight of a twitching loda.

“Namaste Suraj”, ammi smiled and joined her both palms to greet the other boy, “I am Nargis, the new girlfriend of Rahul!”

“Nam… err… Salaam…” Suraj said as he stared at her big semi-nangi choochies and cleavage, “Are you really a Mưslim?”

“Oh yes! I am a paanchvaqtah namaazi, rozedaar, deeni aleemah proper Mưslimah!” Nargis replied smilingly.

“Nargis is from Bangladesh”, Rahul informed his brother, choosing to refer to the older female using her name directly.

Suraj was even more surprised now. A big-choochi-wali semi-nangi desi chinaal sunbathing out on the open beach was a rarity in itself, and that the gashti comes from a conservative country is even more startling.

“Ohh! Madamji, welcome to Goa!” Suraj greeted.

“Just call me Nargis,” my mader nonchalantly replied, “or call me any name you want… like randi, chinaal, kuttiya, gashti… because you boys will be fucking me like one today…”

The two horny boys and the lustful mother looked at each other’s eyes with amorous gaze, and all three of them laughed together.

“Yes!” Rahul replied excitedly, “My brother and I will fuck you like the nasty kuttiya that you are!”

“Are you going to fuck my married Bangladeshi pakeezah chut… with your big, uncut Indian lunds…?” ammi teased the Indian boys.

“Oh yes! I am crazy for pakeezah choots!” Rahul said, laughing.

“Pakeezah choots and uncut lunds are made for each other!” Suraj added, with a wide grin on his face.

"Then let's go," Nargis said, “Take me to your place, and lay claim to my shaadishuda pakeezah chut with your big uncut lunds!”

With that my cheating mader Nargis picked up her towel, waved goodbye to me and walked off, flanked by her two new Indian lover boys.