18-06-2019, 08:16 PM
Chapter 16
Shyam Uncle, the neighbourhood pervert! (Part IV)
My mom was a hot mess. Her king size nipples were raw from all the fondling they had endured earlier, her face and hair were covered in dried cum. She tried to wipe the cum off her face with the bedsheet but it was not working. After 5-6 minutes Uncle Shyam had regained his energy and he sat up again on the bed. He looked at my mom and smiled.
"Tumi odbhut sundori Shikha. Uthe esho, amar kole bosho." ("You're very beautiful, Shikha. Come sit on my lap.")
My mom's resolve had weakened. After thoroughly enjoying that blowjob session with Uncle Shyam, I knew she had almost accepted her role as his slave. I was surprised to see her stand up naked upon his command and then gradually sit on this old pervert's lap without any form of protest or hesitation. My fully nude sweet mother was now sitting on this pervert's lap as he put one hand around her waist and with the other hand he started to fondle her huge breasts. The most shocking this was that even my mom was almost smiling now looking at his hungry eyes.
Uncle Shyam squeezed her boobs hard one time and immediately my mom winced in pain. "Uuuuu, ektu aste aste tipen na. Amar bhujhi ar batha lagena." ("Uuuuu, squeeze gently, please. I feel pain too, you know.") , she groaned.
Uncle Shyam laughed and said, "Arey eto boro boro ar norom aam ami kokhono dekhini!" ("I've never in my life seen such huge mangoes.") Then he shifted topics. "Shikha, tomar bor ta ekta asto gandu, na hole tomar moto emon dobka ekta maal chere keu baire pore thake. Tobe ar chinta koro na ekhon theke tomar borer kaj ami korbo. Ki, Shikha, ebar theke amar slave hoe ami ja boli tumi nije theke korte debe to" ("Shikha, your husband is an idiot, otherwise who would leave a hot bitch like you and go to out of town. But, don't worry, from now on I will take his place whenever he's not around. So, Shikha, will you be my slave from now on and do exactly as I say")
There was still some bit of shame left in her I felt when she said, "Na na esob thik na. Ar jodi keu jene jay Tobe ami to lojjay more jabo." ("No, this is not right. And what if someone finds out I'll die of shame.")
"Arey kichu hobena!" ("Nothing will happen!"), Uncle Shyam said. "Amar kotha thikthak bhabe mene cholle kichu hobena. Noyto tumi janoe chobigulo amar kache ache." ("If you listen to me and do as I say, then nothing will happen. Otherwise, you know I have the photos.") Uncle gave a wicked smile and looked at my mother.
My mom was almost about to cry. "Please, erom bolben na. Apni ja bolben, jerom bolben, ami serom i korbo." ("Please don't say that. I'll do whatever you say.")
"Good." Uncle Shyam pinched her nipples in excitement and my mom shivered and criet out, "Ungghhhhhh!!!"
"Amra dujon pran bhore moja korbo, Shikha. Tumi khali dekhte thako." ("We both will have a blast, Shikha. Just you wait.")
My mom was still hesitant. "Kintu loke jodi keu kichu sondheho kore" ("But what if people suspect")
"Arey keu janbe na! Ar ajj to tomar cheleo ekhane aache, o jante parlo kichu tobe oto bhoy na peye tumio ektu moja nao amar sexy darling. ar sono ekhon theke jokhon ami tomar ekhane asbo tokhon ektu kholamela posak pore thakbe. Tobe amader o moja korte subidhe hobe, ar sobay eta ke natural bapar hisebe nebe." ("No one will know! And today even your son is here. Did he find out Don't worry so much and enjoy yourself my sexy darling. And listen, from next time onwards whenever I come into your house I want you to wear something revealing. This way it will heighten the foreplay and also everyone will take it normally.")
Uncle Shyam pulled my mom closer to him with his right hand around her waist. He wrapped his other hand around her, touching her backside and then forcibly held her in a hug. Her skin seemed on fire and she lowered her body until her nipples brushed against Uncle's sweaty, hairy chest. "Ahhhhh...tomae jorie dhorte ki bhalo lagche. Ami ek somoy amar bouke erom langto obosthay jorie dhortam. Ufffff, kotodin por ei anubhuti ta fire pelam." ("Ahhhhhh....it feels so great to hug you like this. There was a time when I used to hug my wife like this when she was naked. Uffff, it's been so long like I felt a pair of naked boobs crushing against my chest.") After 2-3 minutes he released the hug. His left hand caressed her boobs and his right hand clung on to her fleshy waist.
"Ki, Shikha darling, bhalo lagche toh" ("So, Shikha darling, you like this, don't you"), he smiled and asked.
My mom snivelled and said, "Jani na, jan! Apni khub dustu jor kore amar sathe ki ki sob korle. Ekhon amar nighty ta din ami nighty porbo." ("Go to hell! You're very naughty, making me do such horrible things. Now give me back my nighty, I need to wear it.")
But Uncle was not through with her yet. "Aha ha eto tara keno Kono khoriddar opekha korche naki ey sundorir" ("Aha, why the hurry Is a customer waiting for your, beautiful")
My mom shouted, "Keno amake ki apnar serokom mone hoy" ("What kind of a woman do you think I am")
"Arey ami to emni bollam." ("Hey, I was just kidding.") He kissed mom's shoulder to please her. Then to take things further, he grabbed her head with his right hand and moved her face closer to his. My mom appeared to be saying something to Uncle Shyam as he leaned forward and kissed her on the lips. It was a short kiss but it was on her lips! I noticed something else as well. While kissing, Uncle had moved his large right hand onto my mom's plump ass and was holding her tight.
After 30-40 seconds, Uncle Shyam released the kiss and I saw his dick once again beginning to come back to life. My mom's lips were glistening with Uncle's saliva, which she wiped off with her right hand. Uncle smiled cockily when he saw her do that and then asked a strange and shameless question, "Tumi panu dekho" ("Do you watch porn")
My mom's obvious answer was a loud "NA!".
"Keno" ("Why") The old pervert asked surprisedly.
"Ki sob nongra nongra jinish kore ora! Issshhhh!!!" ("All the disgusting things they do! Issshhhhhh!!")
"Ora ja ja korche ami o tomar sathe aste aste osob korbo. Dekhbe tumi khub moja pabe." ("Whatever they are doing, I'll also do with you. You'll enjoy it, you'll see.")
But my mom was reluctant. "Na na ami osob korbo na." ("No way I'm doing those things.")
"Keno tumi ajj moja pao ni" ("Why Didn't you have fun today")
My mom looked the other way and teasingly said, "Dhut! Dushtu kothakar!" ("Rats! You're so naughty!")
Uncle Shyam gently grasped her chin and turned her head around to face him. He tilted her head and gave my mom another long kiss on her lips. Driven by lust, my mom appeared to be kissing him back this time. She opened her lips and his tongue went inside her mouth. She slowly sucked on his tongue as he slowly worked his left hand up to massage her magnificent globes and right hand squeezing her enormous butt-cheeks. My mom placed her hand over his hand on her tits and gave it a little squeeze. Uncle took hold of her hand in his and held it as they kissed.
Finally when they released the kiss, my mom's eyes looked as hungry as Uncle Shyam's and I was shocked to see how my sweet devoted mother was slowly turning into a true slave and enjoying it as well.
Uncle continued to squeeze her melons with his big hand when she said, "Aaha abar suru korlen. Ishhhh ar koto tipben Batha hoye geche!" ("Aaha, you started again. How long are you going to keep doing this My tits are aching!")
Uncle smiled, "Amar khub bhalo lagche egulo tipte." ("It feels great to press these melons of yours.")
My mom felt something poking against her thighs and when she looked down, she was amazed to see Uncle Shyam's dick fully erect again. "Abar boro hoye gelo! Isshhh, kocha lagche." ("Again it has grown. Issshhhh, it's poking.")
"Hate niye ador korona ektu." ("Hold it your hand and play with it, please."), Uncle requested.
"Na.", my mom said.
"Please."
Seeing Uncle's poor face, she agreed. She grabbed his thick member and continued to move my hand very slowly over it, in a stroking motion. "Ha erom aste aste narao. Aha ki je sukh dicho darling." ("Yes, stroke it slowly like this. Aha, what pleasure you're giving me darling.") My mom smiled at the praises. "Aar kal theke kholamela dress pore thakbe jokhoni ami asbo." ("And from tomorrow onwards wear revealing clothes whenever I come to your house.")
Shyam Uncle, the neighbourhood pervert! (Part IV)
My mom was a hot mess. Her king size nipples were raw from all the fondling they had endured earlier, her face and hair were covered in dried cum. She tried to wipe the cum off her face with the bedsheet but it was not working. After 5-6 minutes Uncle Shyam had regained his energy and he sat up again on the bed. He looked at my mom and smiled.
"Tumi odbhut sundori Shikha. Uthe esho, amar kole bosho." ("You're very beautiful, Shikha. Come sit on my lap.")
My mom's resolve had weakened. After thoroughly enjoying that blowjob session with Uncle Shyam, I knew she had almost accepted her role as his slave. I was surprised to see her stand up naked upon his command and then gradually sit on this old pervert's lap without any form of protest or hesitation. My fully nude sweet mother was now sitting on this pervert's lap as he put one hand around her waist and with the other hand he started to fondle her huge breasts. The most shocking this was that even my mom was almost smiling now looking at his hungry eyes.
Uncle Shyam squeezed her boobs hard one time and immediately my mom winced in pain. "Uuuuu, ektu aste aste tipen na. Amar bhujhi ar batha lagena." ("Uuuuu, squeeze gently, please. I feel pain too, you know.") , she groaned.
Uncle Shyam laughed and said, "Arey eto boro boro ar norom aam ami kokhono dekhini!" ("I've never in my life seen such huge mangoes.") Then he shifted topics. "Shikha, tomar bor ta ekta asto gandu, na hole tomar moto emon dobka ekta maal chere keu baire pore thake. Tobe ar chinta koro na ekhon theke tomar borer kaj ami korbo. Ki, Shikha, ebar theke amar slave hoe ami ja boli tumi nije theke korte debe to" ("Shikha, your husband is an idiot, otherwise who would leave a hot bitch like you and go to out of town. But, don't worry, from now on I will take his place whenever he's not around. So, Shikha, will you be my slave from now on and do exactly as I say")
There was still some bit of shame left in her I felt when she said, "Na na esob thik na. Ar jodi keu jene jay Tobe ami to lojjay more jabo." ("No, this is not right. And what if someone finds out I'll die of shame.")
"Arey kichu hobena!" ("Nothing will happen!"), Uncle Shyam said. "Amar kotha thikthak bhabe mene cholle kichu hobena. Noyto tumi janoe chobigulo amar kache ache." ("If you listen to me and do as I say, then nothing will happen. Otherwise, you know I have the photos.") Uncle gave a wicked smile and looked at my mother.
My mom was almost about to cry. "Please, erom bolben na. Apni ja bolben, jerom bolben, ami serom i korbo." ("Please don't say that. I'll do whatever you say.")
"Good." Uncle Shyam pinched her nipples in excitement and my mom shivered and criet out, "Ungghhhhhh!!!"
"Amra dujon pran bhore moja korbo, Shikha. Tumi khali dekhte thako." ("We both will have a blast, Shikha. Just you wait.")
My mom was still hesitant. "Kintu loke jodi keu kichu sondheho kore" ("But what if people suspect")
"Arey keu janbe na! Ar ajj to tomar cheleo ekhane aache, o jante parlo kichu tobe oto bhoy na peye tumio ektu moja nao amar sexy darling. ar sono ekhon theke jokhon ami tomar ekhane asbo tokhon ektu kholamela posak pore thakbe. Tobe amader o moja korte subidhe hobe, ar sobay eta ke natural bapar hisebe nebe." ("No one will know! And today even your son is here. Did he find out Don't worry so much and enjoy yourself my sexy darling. And listen, from next time onwards whenever I come into your house I want you to wear something revealing. This way it will heighten the foreplay and also everyone will take it normally.")
Uncle Shyam pulled my mom closer to him with his right hand around her waist. He wrapped his other hand around her, touching her backside and then forcibly held her in a hug. Her skin seemed on fire and she lowered her body until her nipples brushed against Uncle's sweaty, hairy chest. "Ahhhhh...tomae jorie dhorte ki bhalo lagche. Ami ek somoy amar bouke erom langto obosthay jorie dhortam. Ufffff, kotodin por ei anubhuti ta fire pelam." ("Ahhhhhh....it feels so great to hug you like this. There was a time when I used to hug my wife like this when she was naked. Uffff, it's been so long like I felt a pair of naked boobs crushing against my chest.") After 2-3 minutes he released the hug. His left hand caressed her boobs and his right hand clung on to her fleshy waist.
"Ki, Shikha darling, bhalo lagche toh" ("So, Shikha darling, you like this, don't you"), he smiled and asked.
My mom snivelled and said, "Jani na, jan! Apni khub dustu jor kore amar sathe ki ki sob korle. Ekhon amar nighty ta din ami nighty porbo." ("Go to hell! You're very naughty, making me do such horrible things. Now give me back my nighty, I need to wear it.")
But Uncle was not through with her yet. "Aha ha eto tara keno Kono khoriddar opekha korche naki ey sundorir" ("Aha, why the hurry Is a customer waiting for your, beautiful")
My mom shouted, "Keno amake ki apnar serokom mone hoy" ("What kind of a woman do you think I am")
"Arey ami to emni bollam." ("Hey, I was just kidding.") He kissed mom's shoulder to please her. Then to take things further, he grabbed her head with his right hand and moved her face closer to his. My mom appeared to be saying something to Uncle Shyam as he leaned forward and kissed her on the lips. It was a short kiss but it was on her lips! I noticed something else as well. While kissing, Uncle had moved his large right hand onto my mom's plump ass and was holding her tight.
After 30-40 seconds, Uncle Shyam released the kiss and I saw his dick once again beginning to come back to life. My mom's lips were glistening with Uncle's saliva, which she wiped off with her right hand. Uncle smiled cockily when he saw her do that and then asked a strange and shameless question, "Tumi panu dekho" ("Do you watch porn")
My mom's obvious answer was a loud "NA!".
"Keno" ("Why") The old pervert asked surprisedly.
"Ki sob nongra nongra jinish kore ora! Issshhhh!!!" ("All the disgusting things they do! Issshhhhhh!!")
"Ora ja ja korche ami o tomar sathe aste aste osob korbo. Dekhbe tumi khub moja pabe." ("Whatever they are doing, I'll also do with you. You'll enjoy it, you'll see.")
But my mom was reluctant. "Na na ami osob korbo na." ("No way I'm doing those things.")
"Keno tumi ajj moja pao ni" ("Why Didn't you have fun today")
My mom looked the other way and teasingly said, "Dhut! Dushtu kothakar!" ("Rats! You're so naughty!")
Uncle Shyam gently grasped her chin and turned her head around to face him. He tilted her head and gave my mom another long kiss on her lips. Driven by lust, my mom appeared to be kissing him back this time. She opened her lips and his tongue went inside her mouth. She slowly sucked on his tongue as he slowly worked his left hand up to massage her magnificent globes and right hand squeezing her enormous butt-cheeks. My mom placed her hand over his hand on her tits and gave it a little squeeze. Uncle took hold of her hand in his and held it as they kissed.
Finally when they released the kiss, my mom's eyes looked as hungry as Uncle Shyam's and I was shocked to see how my sweet devoted mother was slowly turning into a true slave and enjoying it as well.
Uncle continued to squeeze her melons with his big hand when she said, "Aaha abar suru korlen. Ishhhh ar koto tipben Batha hoye geche!" ("Aaha, you started again. How long are you going to keep doing this My tits are aching!")
Uncle smiled, "Amar khub bhalo lagche egulo tipte." ("It feels great to press these melons of yours.")
My mom felt something poking against her thighs and when she looked down, she was amazed to see Uncle Shyam's dick fully erect again. "Abar boro hoye gelo! Isshhh, kocha lagche." ("Again it has grown. Issshhhh, it's poking.")
"Hate niye ador korona ektu." ("Hold it your hand and play with it, please."), Uncle requested.
"Na.", my mom said.
"Please."
Seeing Uncle's poor face, she agreed. She grabbed his thick member and continued to move my hand very slowly over it, in a stroking motion. "Ha erom aste aste narao. Aha ki je sukh dicho darling." ("Yes, stroke it slowly like this. Aha, what pleasure you're giving me darling.") My mom smiled at the praises. "Aar kal theke kholamela dress pore thakbe jokhoni ami asbo." ("And from tomorrow onwards wear revealing clothes whenever I come to your house.")
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