Incest Mrs. Chatterjee opens a massage parlor at home

[cutekomal]

Paromita's panty reached her knees. Slowly, Rahul tried to move his face towards her vagina. But with his eyes closed, he couldn't figure out the right path! Paromita also couldn't see what was happening behind her, because Rahul had pushed her back onto his back, not allowing her to get up. She only understood that her bottom was now bare, her panty was dangling at her knees, and Rahul's hands were pressing on her soft buttocks continuously.
Rahul's mouth, finding its way by guesswork, had come close to Paromita's vagina. Paromita could feel Rahul's breath there, but she couldn't stop him at all. She was surprised how Rahul had so perfectly trapped her in this web, even while being blindfolded! Paromita put her hands behind her back and tried to pull her panty up from her knees and put it back on. Rahul realized this when his hand brushed against Paromita's. He immediately stuck out his tongue and licked her vagina to shock his boudi. Paromita shivered! What had her dewar just done? He had licked her female genitalia like that! She forgot about pulling up her panty.
Rahul didn't stop there. Having found the right spot, he continuously licked Paromita's vagina with his tongue. Currents seemed to run through Paromita's body. She couldn't control herself; she couldn't defend herself from this sexual assault. Her body began to tremble from the intense licking. But Paromita was angry at Rahul, because her mind and brain were not prepared for any of this. It was predetermined that Rahul would not cross his limits, but Rahul was doing exactly that. Gathering all her strength, Paromita pushed Rahul. Then she moved away from Rahul. She pulled up her dangling panty from her knees and put it on. Then she slapped her dewar hard.
"Rahul!! What was all this? Didn't I tell you to stay within your limits! Is this how you honored my trust?"
Rahul, looking sheepish and still blindfolded, said, "I... I am sorry Mohini. You are so beautiful that I couldn't control myself. I didn't realize you would get so angry. Really, very sorry!".
Rahul tried to persuade Paromita to complete the massage with a happy ending. He repeatedly admitted his mistake, but Paromita, was not agreeing. But Rahul then repeatedly addressed his boudi as Mohini, to convey that he had wronged a massage girl, which was forgivable, whereas doing so as her dewar would have been unforgivable. After so much persuasion, Paromita finally agreed to continue the massage.
Rahul had maintained two things from the very beginning, one being calling Paromita "Mohini" so that the dewar-boudi relationship would not be an obstacle in this sexual excitement. Second, keeping himself blindfolded at all times so as not to make his boudi uncomfortable by eye contact.
Paromita, having regained some composure, prepared to restart her massage. She asked Rahul to lie down on his stomach on the table again. Rahul complied. Paromita now came to the middle of the table and began to massage. As she massaged, she reached Rahul's buttocks. Rahul requested Paromita to press and massage his buttocks well. Paromita, despite not wanting to, reluctantly did so. She placed her soft hands on Rahul's buttocks and pressed. Rahul felt comfortable. So comfortable that by mistake, a foul-smelling gas, a fart, came out with a sound from his anus.
Rahul, very embarrassed, said, "Oops, sorry Mohini!".
Paromita couldn't suppress her laughter. The outburst of laughter thus normalized the atmosphere between them a bit. After completing the back massage, Paromita made Rahul sit up. Then she began to massage Rahul's knees. Understanding this, Rahul spread his legs, and as a result, Rahul's 'dhani lanka' (small chili, referring to his penis) stood up. Rahul had actually understood that it was time for his happy ending. And that's why his boudi had made him sit up.
Paromita brought a towel and placed it on the floor, so that after masturbation, the fluid released from the penis would fall directly onto the towel due to gravity, preventing the floor from becoming sticky. Because Paromita herself would have to clean everything. She would feel quite disgusted seeing or cleaning her dewar's sperm repeatedly.
Now came the auspicious moment, the happy ending. It is said that all's well that ends well. Rahul's excitement was rising. Paromita's hands were also trembling. Still, she had to do it, she had given her word. Paromita slowly extended her hand towards Rahul's genitalia. Rahul, blindfolded, waited restlessly for his boudi's soft hand to touch his penis.
Paromita knelt in front of Rahul. She first placed her hands on Rahul's knees for support. Rahul understood that his boudi had knelt down in front of him. He placed his hand on his boudi's neck. Paromita thought this was the final step, so she wouldn't stop Rahul too much now. Besides, people are a bit excited during masturbation, so this much leverage could be given to Rahul at the last moment.
But Rahul Babu was not one to be content with just placing his hand on her neck. He always wanted more and more. And that's what he did. Placing his hand on Paromita's neck, he began to press there. Paromita still said nothing. Silently, she took some oil and rubbed it well in her palm. One hand she placed on Rahul's waist, and the other hand moved towards Rahul's dick.
Finally, Rahul's penis felt the touch of Paromita's soft hand. A cold, chilling current ran through Rahul's chest. At first, Paromita's hand trembled a little due to nervousness. But the next moment, she gathered courage and squeezed Rahul's manhood. Rahul cried out, "Ahh...". This "Ahh" was not of pain, but of satisfaction, of sexual excitement.
Paromita now slowly rubbed her hand on Rahul's dick, masturbating him up and down. She lightly scratched some parts of his testicles with her fingers. This was not her first time; she had experienced such an act once or twice before at her husband's request. But being a servant to her husband and being one to her brother-in-law was a world of difference!
Paromita continued to pump Rahul's penis with increasing consistency. While initially fearful and apprehensive, she was now confident. With boldness, she was masturbating Rahul's dick. She was doing all this maintaining an eye to blindfold contact. Her dewar, likewise, was intensely excited, groping around and finally grabbing his boudi's breasts. His boudi was impassive because this was her final task; after this, this ordeal of massage would end.
Rahul was also unwilling to miss this golden opportunity at the last moment. He knew he wouldn't get any more service from his Mohini after this. So what if his Mohini got angry now. For this reason, in these few moments, he wanted to take as much advantage as possible of his boudi's compulsion, in the guise of Mohini. So Rahul, still blindfolded, accurately guessed and slipped his hands from above inside Paromita's bra! Without wasting a moment, he immediately got his boudi's soft, naked breasts in his palms and began to squeeze them. As a result, Paromita screamed and moaned for the first time, "Aaaahhhh...".
Rahul had grabbed Paromita's breasts from all sides, still inside her bra. Paromita was forced to say, "Rahul!! What are you doing!!".
"Don't stop me now, Mohini. The massage is at its final stage. At this moment, I want extreme pleasure. The more my excitement rises, the faster I can release my fluid, and then you will be free. So let me do what I am doing. It's for your own benefit; you can complete the happy ending faster".
There was both force and logic in Rahul's words. So Paromita, without thinking twice, started shaking Rahul's penis even harder, to make the fluid come out quickly. Rahul understood his boudi's intention. He also guessed at the back of his mind, Mohini is actually enjoying his hands pressing her soft breaststroke in the confinement of her bra. So he also increased the pace of his adventure. While squeezing his boudi's breasts, he brought his mouth close to his boudi's face. Then, finding the position of her lips, he joined his lips with hers and began to passionately smooch, lip kissing, in supreme pleasure!
Paromita was astonished by Rahul's actions. What was he doing to her in the name of a happy ending? This was too much. So Paromita stopped masturbating and tried to push Rahul's face away with both hands. Rahul was also ready. As Paromita's hands came close to his face, he grabbed Paromita's hands. He pulled them behind his waist and wrapped them around him. In this state, Rahul got off the table, embraced his boudi, lifted her, and carried her in his arms to the bed in a flash.

Now Paromita was lying on the bed on her back, with Rahul on top of her. Paromita was about to say something, but before she could, Rahul removed his blindfold, freeing his eyes. How could his eyes be deprived of seeing such a beautiful, living figure, dressed only in a bra and panty? It simply couldn't be!
As soon as he removed the blindfold, Rahul saw his boudi's frightened yet strangely beautiful eyes. But now was not the time for romance. It was only time for an intense incestuous sexual act! That's what Rahul was poised to do. He was unwilling to listen to any of Paromita's protests now. He would deal with the consequences later, thinking this, he pounced on his boudi. He began to kiss her wildly. Sometimes on her neck, sometimes on her chest, cheeks, lips, all over her body! Quickly, he reached his hands behind and unhooked Paromita's bra. Paromita understood that her ruin was imminent today and there was no escaping. What she had thought a couple of hours ago was not happening. Now it was her choice: would she accept this as misfortune and cooperate with her dewar, or would she be bangd against her will? The demon of lust had taken hold of Rahul. He wouldn't listen to a single word from his boudi; if she resisted, she would get hurt. That wouldn't be good for Paromita. So if her chastity was to be lost, it might as well be without pain.
Accepting this cruel twist of fate, she shed two tears from her eyes and, with a heavy heart, said, "Slowly, Rahul, a little slowly".


That was it; Rahul understood that his boudi had submitted to him. She had agreed to provide him with all sorts of assistance. So Rahul, instead of acting like a beast, began to lovingly mark his boudi's body with kisses, like a lover. Paromita no longer resisted; there was no point. Slowly, Rahul's kisses reached Paromita's stomach. There, his playful acts continued around her navel. He filled the navel's hollow with saliva from his tongue, licking it all around. He wanted to tear and devour his boudi's body like a kite or vulture, having obtained it in this manner. Then, making good use of his hands, he grabbed her panty and began to pull it down.
Despite some resistance, Paromita's domestic wifely hands lost to Rahul's youthful physical strength. Paromita desperately wanted to stop Rahul, but she couldn't match her dewar's strength. All her inner strength had drained away; she was breathless. She had never wanted to accept another man's penis into her vagina, but she finally had to when her panty completely detached from her body and fell to the floor, and her dewar's lund slowly but instantly entered her sexual opening. Since it was a married vagina, she didn't feel much pain, but Paromita understood that she no longer belonged to Sahil. She had become unchaste at the hands of her husband's own brother! Ugh, what a shameful thing! It felt like wanting to drown herself with a rope and a pitcher.
Meanwhile, this was Rahul's first time entering a vagina. His joy was different; he felt like he was floating in an ocean of pleasure. So, without wasting any time, Rahul began to move his penis up and down inside his boudi's vagina. The extreme fucking began, of the dewar with his boudi. Rahul showed no mercy to the unhooked bra either. He tore it off and threw it to the other side of the bed. Then, pressing on his boudi's naked boobs, he put his mouth on her bosom and began intense sucking and licking.
On one side, his penis was thrusting inside her vagina, and on the other, Rahul's mouth had covered Paromita's, so she couldn't scream in pain or agony. With unequal strength, Rahul kept his mouth on his boudi's, kissing and sucking.