19-06-2019, 07:38 PM
Chapter 50
Uncle Shyam's Parting Gift!
My heart skipped a few beats as I downloaded the attachment. I never knew Uncle Shyam was capable of jerry-rigging his own house with cameras. But I was glad that he had. As soon as the download completed, I clicked on the video without wasting any time. As the video opened, from the angle, I realized that the camera was probably located at the top-right corner of the bedroom, giving the viewer a birds eye view of the entire bedroom. I could also clearly see the window on the left side the same window that is facing my moms dressing room. But my eyes were focused more on the bed and who was on it. It was Uncle Shyam! He was sitting on the bed, naked as he was born, his body covered full of hair some dark bits and some patches of grey. He was leaning against the bedrest with his legs spread forward and his cock sitting limp against his hairy thighs. He was looking like a king waiting for his queen!
It didnt take long for my mom to show up and when she did, my jaw dropped. She was wearing that same pink bathrobe that Uncle Shyam was talking about. It hung loosely from her body, but the front of it was a V-neck which allowed both of us to clearly take a peek into her creamy fair skin and unsurprisingly the neckline stopped right above her breasts as if to tease the viewer about what was in store. The robe stopped right above her ankles and hence did not give away much skin. However, the one thing that amazed me even more than the robe was the fact that my mom was actually wearing some light make-up on herself, making her face look even beamier than usual. She was also wearing kaajal around her eyelids and deep red lipstick. She looked exactly like a high class mature prostitute, all dolled up for her master!
Uncle Shyam smiled as he saw her come in. Ami jantam tui ashbi. (I knew you would come.)
My moms head was held low and her arms were at her sides, clutching her robe tightly. Perhaps she was feeling ashamed of coming here on her own. But as soon as she raised her eyes and saw Uncle Shyam sitting naked on the bed, a shy smile crossed her pouty red lips and she immediately lowered her eyelids in shyness.
Uncle Shyam liked that. The smile on his face got even bigger and now he was baring his dirty yellow teeth as well. Lojja pash na, Shikha darling. Aaj raat ta lojja pawar jonno noye. Aaj raat ta hoche jounno anonde nijeke harie felar. Dheela gown ta khule fel! (Dont be so shy, Shikha darling. Tonight is not meant for being shy. Tonight is meant for losing yourself in sexual pleasure. Take off you bathrobe!), he ordered.
Without a seconds delay, my sweet homely once devoted mother slowly lifted her hands to the thread that was tying the whole robe together and unfastened it in one swift pull! Almost immediately, the robe fell to the ground and both our eyes (Uncle Shyam and mine) almost jumped out of their socket. My mom was standing completely naked! Her creamy skin and beautiful voluptuous body was a sight to behold. She definitely took care of her skin and she looked younger than her years, as she ought to with the investment she had made in numerous lotions and potions! Her tight round 36DD size boobs and their light brown areolas and perfect gbang-like nipples were nothing short of breathtaking! Her midriff was plump and fleshy, and from the backside her ass was jutting out like two huge footballs. Her pussy wasnt as hairy as before, which told me that she had been trimming her hairs recently.
As Uncle Shyam was leering at her with lust-filled eyes, she immediately covered her boobs with one arm and covered her pussy with her other hand, and just shook her head in natural shyness. Hath shorao na, Shikha darling. Tomar ei buro premik ke ektu dekhte dao tomar lobhoniyo bhorat molayem deho ta! (Move your hands, Shikha darling. Give your mature lover the chance to watch your delicious curvy supple body!)
My mom hesitated for a second, but then dutifully put her hands to her sides and let this old pervert drink in her beautiful body. Uncle Shyam licked his lips and said, Mmmmm sotti abiśhāsya! Hindi te bole na: Kudrat ne banaya hoga phursat se tujhe mere yaar! (Mmmmmm truly fabulous! As they say in Hindi: Kudrat ne banaya hoga phursat se tujhe mere yaar!), he laughed as my moms cheeks turned red at the comment. After a few seconds of leering at her, he said, Ebar ghure pa alpo choriye dara! (Now turn around, spread your legs a little bit!).
When Uncle Shyam made this odd request my mom finally spoke, Egulo korar ki dorkar (Why do we need to do this), she asked coyly, as if she was only mildly hesitant about his demands.
Uncle Shyam, however, was insistent, Ajke amar raat. Ami ja bolbo tui tai korbi! (Today is my night. You will do exactly as I say!). Although he sounded demanding, his tone was not as authoritative as before. It was almost a request.
Since this was truly his last night with her, my mom didnt want to disappoint. She turned around and spread her legs as she was told. My moms fatty ass looked even more spread out in that posture and I guess thats what Uncle Shyam wanted to see as he immediately started fondling his dick, which was slowly starting to gain life. This scene looked amazingly similar to what happened before when Uncle Shyam had first blackmailed my mom into becoming his sex slave! Baah, khub bhalo, Shikha darling! Ebar jhuke nijer payer angul chowar chesta kor! (Wow, very good, Shikha darling! Now, bend over at the waist and try to touch your toes!)
My mom did as she was told and as she bent over, my cock suddenly sprang into attention. Owing to her bending over, her magnificent globes were now sticking out even more and if you looked closer you could also see tiny specks of her pussy hairs trapped between her upper thighs. Uncle Shyam quickly sat up straight on his bed and swiftly crawled to front edge of the bed with a look of sexual hunger in his eyes.
Uncle Shyam's Parting Gift!
My heart skipped a few beats as I downloaded the attachment. I never knew Uncle Shyam was capable of jerry-rigging his own house with cameras. But I was glad that he had. As soon as the download completed, I clicked on the video without wasting any time. As the video opened, from the angle, I realized that the camera was probably located at the top-right corner of the bedroom, giving the viewer a birds eye view of the entire bedroom. I could also clearly see the window on the left side the same window that is facing my moms dressing room. But my eyes were focused more on the bed and who was on it. It was Uncle Shyam! He was sitting on the bed, naked as he was born, his body covered full of hair some dark bits and some patches of grey. He was leaning against the bedrest with his legs spread forward and his cock sitting limp against his hairy thighs. He was looking like a king waiting for his queen!
It didnt take long for my mom to show up and when she did, my jaw dropped. She was wearing that same pink bathrobe that Uncle Shyam was talking about. It hung loosely from her body, but the front of it was a V-neck which allowed both of us to clearly take a peek into her creamy fair skin and unsurprisingly the neckline stopped right above her breasts as if to tease the viewer about what was in store. The robe stopped right above her ankles and hence did not give away much skin. However, the one thing that amazed me even more than the robe was the fact that my mom was actually wearing some light make-up on herself, making her face look even beamier than usual. She was also wearing kaajal around her eyelids and deep red lipstick. She looked exactly like a high class mature prostitute, all dolled up for her master!
Uncle Shyam smiled as he saw her come in. Ami jantam tui ashbi. (I knew you would come.)
My moms head was held low and her arms were at her sides, clutching her robe tightly. Perhaps she was feeling ashamed of coming here on her own. But as soon as she raised her eyes and saw Uncle Shyam sitting naked on the bed, a shy smile crossed her pouty red lips and she immediately lowered her eyelids in shyness.
Uncle Shyam liked that. The smile on his face got even bigger and now he was baring his dirty yellow teeth as well. Lojja pash na, Shikha darling. Aaj raat ta lojja pawar jonno noye. Aaj raat ta hoche jounno anonde nijeke harie felar. Dheela gown ta khule fel! (Dont be so shy, Shikha darling. Tonight is not meant for being shy. Tonight is meant for losing yourself in sexual pleasure. Take off you bathrobe!), he ordered.
Without a seconds delay, my sweet homely once devoted mother slowly lifted her hands to the thread that was tying the whole robe together and unfastened it in one swift pull! Almost immediately, the robe fell to the ground and both our eyes (Uncle Shyam and mine) almost jumped out of their socket. My mom was standing completely naked! Her creamy skin and beautiful voluptuous body was a sight to behold. She definitely took care of her skin and she looked younger than her years, as she ought to with the investment she had made in numerous lotions and potions! Her tight round 36DD size boobs and their light brown areolas and perfect gbang-like nipples were nothing short of breathtaking! Her midriff was plump and fleshy, and from the backside her ass was jutting out like two huge footballs. Her pussy wasnt as hairy as before, which told me that she had been trimming her hairs recently.
As Uncle Shyam was leering at her with lust-filled eyes, she immediately covered her boobs with one arm and covered her pussy with her other hand, and just shook her head in natural shyness. Hath shorao na, Shikha darling. Tomar ei buro premik ke ektu dekhte dao tomar lobhoniyo bhorat molayem deho ta! (Move your hands, Shikha darling. Give your mature lover the chance to watch your delicious curvy supple body!)
My mom hesitated for a second, but then dutifully put her hands to her sides and let this old pervert drink in her beautiful body. Uncle Shyam licked his lips and said, Mmmmm sotti abiśhāsya! Hindi te bole na: Kudrat ne banaya hoga phursat se tujhe mere yaar! (Mmmmmm truly fabulous! As they say in Hindi: Kudrat ne banaya hoga phursat se tujhe mere yaar!), he laughed as my moms cheeks turned red at the comment. After a few seconds of leering at her, he said, Ebar ghure pa alpo choriye dara! (Now turn around, spread your legs a little bit!).
When Uncle Shyam made this odd request my mom finally spoke, Egulo korar ki dorkar (Why do we need to do this), she asked coyly, as if she was only mildly hesitant about his demands.
Uncle Shyam, however, was insistent, Ajke amar raat. Ami ja bolbo tui tai korbi! (Today is my night. You will do exactly as I say!). Although he sounded demanding, his tone was not as authoritative as before. It was almost a request.
Since this was truly his last night with her, my mom didnt want to disappoint. She turned around and spread her legs as she was told. My moms fatty ass looked even more spread out in that posture and I guess thats what Uncle Shyam wanted to see as he immediately started fondling his dick, which was slowly starting to gain life. This scene looked amazingly similar to what happened before when Uncle Shyam had first blackmailed my mom into becoming his sex slave! Baah, khub bhalo, Shikha darling! Ebar jhuke nijer payer angul chowar chesta kor! (Wow, very good, Shikha darling! Now, bend over at the waist and try to touch your toes!)
My mom did as she was told and as she bent over, my cock suddenly sprang into attention. Owing to her bending over, her magnificent globes were now sticking out even more and if you looked closer you could also see tiny specks of her pussy hairs trapped between her upper thighs. Uncle Shyam quickly sat up straight on his bed and swiftly crawled to front edge of the bed with a look of sexual hunger in his eyes.
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