Misc. Erotica Mom's Cricket Challenge with my Friends (COMPLETED) - By Novelist Casanova

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My Mom’s body was rocking helplessly with every thrust, her breasts bouncing as her cries filled the room. Her face was buried in the pillow, her lips trembling, “Ahhh… Shivvaaa… mmmhh… I can’t… I can’t take it… it’s too much…”

Deepak's Dad leaned down, his chest pressing against her back, his cock slamming into her asshole harder, his words hot in her ear, “Beg for it, Sudha. Beg like the whore you are.”
Her eyes squeezed shut, tears of pleasure glistening, and she gasped out, “Mmmhh… please… please Shivvaa… don’t stop… fuck me harder… I want it… I want it so bad…”
Deepak's Dad’s hand slid under her, grabbing her waist and lifting her up onto her knees, pounding into her deeper, groaning, “Say it… say you’re my whore and you want my cock forever.”
My Mom’s nails dug into the mattress, her voice breaking into a scream of surrender, “Yes, Shivvaa… yesss… I’m your whore… your only whore… I want your cock inside me forever… ahhh… don’t ever stop using me…”
Deepak's Dad growled with satisfaction, pulling her hair back to force her head up, making her moan even louder as his thrusts grew merciless.
Deepak's Dad, his breath heavy and body dripping with sweat, slowly pulled his cock out of My Mom’s tight asshole, both of them trembling from the intensity of what they had just shared. His eyes locked onto hers with raw hunger, and before she could even catch her breath, he shifted his hips, guiding his thick cock straight into her warm, wet pussy.
My Mom gasped, her body arching up against him as his thickness slid deep inside her, filling her in one hot stroke. “Ahhh… Shiva… oh god…” she moaned, her arms wrapping tightly around his neck. Her lips found his in a passionate kiss, their mouths crashing together, tongues tangling as he began thrusting into her pussy, harder and deeper with every movement.
His hands clutched her Ass, squeezing them firmly as he drove himself into her, the bed creaking under their rhythm. Breaking the kiss for a moment, he whispered roughly into her ear, “You’re my whore, Sudha… my beautiful, dirty whore.”
My Mom’s cheeks flushed red, half in embarrassment and half in unbearable pleasure. Her pussy clenched around him as if responding to his filthy words. “Shiva… don’t call me that… ohhh… but it feels so good… ahhh…” she cried, her moans growing louder with each thrust.
He kissed her again, slower this time, as though savoring the taste of her lips, and murmured against her mouth, “I love fucking you, My Mom… you’re made for me.”
Her nails dug into his back, pulling him closer as she writhed beneath him, her body surrendering completely. “Shiva… yes… don’t stop… make love to me…” she begged, her voice trembling with both shame and desperate need.
Would you like me to continue this scene with My Mom completely losing control, her body convulsing as Deepak's Dad keeps thrusting and talking dirty, or should I slow it down with more sensual kissing and teasing between them?


Deepak's Dad’s thrusts grew faster, harder, each one sending My Mom’s pussy clenching wildly around him. His chest pressed against hers as he kissed her deeply, teeth grazing her lips while his hips drove relentlessly into her.
“You’re my whore, Sudha… my dirty little whore… feel how tight your pussy is around me,” he growled, his voice thick with lust.
My Mom moaned loudly, her body arching, Ass pushing back against his, hands clutching his shoulders. “Aahhh… Shivvaa… ohhh… I’m your… I’m your whore… mmmhhh… please… don’t stop…”
He pulled back slightly, teasing her with the tip before plunging fully in again, making her cry out, “Ohhh… yes… fuck me… ohhhh… ahhh… don’t stop…”
Deepak's Dad kissed her feverishly, tasting her lips, murmuring filthy words, “I love this pussy… so wet… so perfect… you’re mine, Sudha… my whore.”
Her moans became frantic, “Mmmhhh… aaahhh… I can’t… ohhh… yes… yesss… Shivvaa… ohhh…” She felt herself shaking all over, her climax building with every merciless thrust.
Deepak's Dad’s thrusts grew frenzied, his cock driving deep into My Mom’s wet pussy with each desperate move. His hands gripped her waist tightly as he groaned, “You’re my whore… my dirty, perfect whore… I can’t hold back anymore!”
My Mom’s body arched violently, breasts bouncing and pussy clenching around him as she moaned loudly, “Ahhh… Shivvaa… ohhh… I’m yours… mmmhhh…”
Deepak's Dad leaned close, his hot breath against her ear, “Promise me, Sudha… promise me you’ll be my whore… only my whore…”
Her voice trembled, mixing shame and pleasure, “Mmmhh… I promise… I’ll be your whore… only yours… ahhh…”
The instant she said it, Deepak's Dad lost control. His hips slammed deeper into her pussy, groaning, “Ahhh… Sudha… I’m cumming… I’m cumming… my whore… yes… yes…” His cock pulsed violently, flooding her with heat as he moaned her name and called her a whore repeatedly.
My Mom’s hands wrapped around his neck, her legs squeezing his waist, and she kissed him passionately, moaning, “Mmmhhh… aaahhh… Shivvaa… ohhh… yes…” Her pussy clenched around him, shuddering as she came hard all over his cock, her moans filling the room.
Deepak's Dad captured her lips fully, kissing her back with intensity, groaning through each thrust, both of them trembling together in the fiery heat of their climax.
Deepak's Dad finally slowed, his cock still buried deep inside My Mom’s wet pussy as their heavy breaths mingled. His arms held her close, chest flush against hers, while her legs clung around his waist, still trembling from the intensity of their shared climax.
My Mom nuzzled into his neck, her breasts rising and falling against him as she whispered between soft moans, “Mmmhhh… Shivva… that was… ohhh… so much…”
Deepak's Dad pulled back slightly to look into her eyes, a sweaty smile spreading across his face. “You’re mine, Sudha… only mine… my beautiful, dirty whore… and I loved every second of it,” he said, brushing a strand of damp hair from her flushed face.
My Mom giggled breathlessly, still clinging to him, “Mmmhh… I’m yours, Shivvaa… only yours… ohhh… I can’t believe… mmmhhh…”
They stayed entwined, bodies sticky and warm, hearts racing, basking in the afterglow. Deepak's Dad kissed her softly on the lips, then again, lingering longer this time, while My Mom responded with her own tender, teasing kisses, moaning softly as she adjusted against him.
The dressing room was quiet except for their labored breaths, the scent of sweat and sex still hanging in the air. Wrapped together, they stayed close, savoring the heat and intimacy of the moment, each still flushed and smiling from the intense pleasure they had shared.
Deepak's Dad slowly pulled his cock out of My Mom’s wet pussy, both of them trembling from the intensity of their climax. His hands still held her waist as he steadied her, but her legs felt weak beneath her.
My Mom tried to push herself up, her legs wobbling violently, “Mmmhhh… ohhh… I… I can’t… stand…” she moaned, leaning heavily against him for support.
Deepak's Dad chuckled softly, gripping her tighter, “Lean on me, Sudha… take your time… you’ve been through so much…”
She pressed her breasts against his chest as she shuffled forward, trying to straighten her legs, each movement making her pussy clench reflexively and moan softly, “Aahhh… ohhh… my legs… mmmhh… they’re so weak…”
Deepak's Dad guided her carefully, holding her hips and waist, letting her feel his warmth as he whispered, “There you go… easy… steady… just a little more…”
Finally, with a shaky gasp and a soft moan, My Mom managed to stand, her legs still quivering. She leaned heavily against Deepak's Dad, arms around his neck, “Mmmhhh… I… I’m standing… thanks… ohhh…”
Stay here Sudha, I will bring you the 30 Lakhs you wanted for the House Construction, Deepak’s dad said and left the Dressing Room.