02-11-2025, 11:40 AM
Part-2
Dad was beaming with joy...
Uncle: "Whoa, Nilesh ji, you look thrilled today! What's the big news?"
Dad: "Yeah, man, I'm over the moon."
Me: "What happened, Dad? Did you get a promotion too?"
Dad: "Son, I got a call from the company—my startup's sending me to Australia for some business meetings."
Uncle tensed up a bit, worried Dad might drag the whole family along, cutting off his chances to devour my mommy's juicy curves.
Uncle: "Awesome! They've finally seen your talent. I wish you all the success."
Dad: "Thanks a ton, Aasim ji—you're a true friend."
Uncle: "So, how long's the trip?"
Dad: "20 days. We've snagged some new investors there. I leave in 3 days—first-class flight booked. Boss says they need my tech skills and persuasion. I'm the key player; the whole company's riding on me."
Uncle: "Fantastic! I trust you completely, Nilesh ji—give it your 100%. Australia's gorgeous too. Your good days are here..."
Dad: "Absolutely. I'm pumped."
Me: "Dad, you're heading to Australia in 3 days?"
Dad (a bit down): "Yeah, Adi."
Me: "What about me and Mommy?"
Uncle (faking disappointment): "Sorry, kiddo. The company's still in startup mode—can't afford a full family trip for 20 days. But don't worry, if the deal seals perfectly, I'll snag a 10 lakh bonus... Then we'll jet off somewhere amazing, I promise."
Me: "Okay, Dad. I'll pray for your success."
Dad smiles. I was secretly thrilled—me and Mommy getting quality time with Uncle? Fuck yeah.
Mommy strolls in from the kitchen, overhearing the Australia buzz.
Mommy: "What's all this chatter?"
Dad: "My darling, great news from work—I'm off to Australia!"
Mommy (surprised): "Australia? Why?"
Dad: "Yeah, new investors for the startup. Gotta go solo for 20 days."
Mommy: "Oh, okay." (She looks a tad disappointed, her full tits heaving with a sigh.)
Uncle's watching, his mind exploding with filthy thoughts. Dad leaving alone? Nothing to stop him from pounding Mommy's wet pussy senseless. He was just wary of me—but hell, I wanted the same: Uncle giving my deserving mommy the deep, satisfying fucks Dad never could.
Dad: "Don't be upset, Chandni. I swear, when I return, we'll take the whole family on a killer vacation."
Mommy: "Yeah, just sad you'll be gone so long."
Dad: "I'll be back quick. And Aasim ji's here to look after you, Adi, and Naman."
Dad: "Right, Aasim ji? You'll take care of my wife and kids?"
Uncle: "Come on, no need to ask—it's our family, after all."
Dad grins: "Hey, I was just..."
Mommy blushes at the "take care" line—she knows exactly how Uncle plans to "care" for her once Dad's gone, his hands all over her milky body.
Mommy: "Fine, just come back soon."
Dad: "Promise."
Me: "No worries, Mommy—me and Uncle are here to take care of you."
Uncle: "Why, Chandni ji, don't you like us? Can't handle 20 days without Nilesh ji?"
Dad and Uncle crack up...
Mommy: "Oh, I know—you two will drive me crazy. I know your naughty tricks all too well."
(Mommy and Uncle were besties; Dad knew, and since Uncle's a joker, he'd flirt shamelessly with her. Dad just enjoyed the show... He's a real cuck, like me.)
(Everyone laughs...)
Dad: "Yeah, Aasim ji will fullfill all your needs. Don't worry."
Mommy: "Okay, I won't."
Uncle: "We're all here. We'll take good care of you—together."
Me: "Yeah, it's always fun with Uncle around."
Mommy: "Thank you, everyone ?."
More chit-chat about Australia, then Uncle heads home... He was ecstatic, just counting down those 3 days...
In those three days, Dad fucked Mommy as much as he could... But the poor guy couldn't last beyond 5-7 minutes. Mommy hadn't been properly satisfied in 3 years—what could my poor, horny mom do?
For three whole days, Dad gave it his all, slamming into my mommy's tight pussy.
I spied on every single session—Dad never lasted past 5 minutes. What a limp-dicked loser... Each fuck arely hit 5-8 minutes. I started pitying him: How did such a stunning, nympho goddess get trapped with this? Her life's wasting away without a real pounding. My only wish? Uncle and Mommy hooking up, giving her the orgasmic bliss she craves.
Dad and Mommy's dirty talk mid-fuck...
Dad's thrusting into Mommy missionary-style on the bed... He yanks her nightie's strap, freeing one massive, milk-swollen tit. Mommy giggles: "Nilesh, you're the biggest baby I've ever seen."
Dad: "How much milk's left in these beauties?"
Mommy: "They're always full—even after the baby sucks, they refill quick. I have to squeeze it out myself sometimes."
Dad: "My love, tell me next time—I'll drink every drop."
Mommy (laughing): "Oh yeah? Should I show up at your office to feed you my tits?"
Dad chuckles, latching onto her nipple, suckling greedily...
Mommy: "Mmm, what naughty talk... You're always with Aasim ji when home—gonna suck my milk in front of him?" She laughs...
Dad (grinning): "You're getting so dirty lately—I've noticed."
Dad: "Aasim ji's cool though..." (Chuckling—maybe he wouldn't mind; give it a try...)
Then Dad tugs and sucks her nipple harder...
Mommy: "Ahhh... Ahhhhh... Don't bite... No marks..."
Dad nips anyway in the heat.
Mommy: "Aaaaaahhhhhhhh....."
Mommy: "No, no—Adi's uncle is as swee as he is devilish... Ahhh... He'd shove you aside and suck my tits himself."
Dad bursts out laughing: "Hahahahaha..."
Mommy joins in: "Aasim ji's such a rascal."
Dad: "Really..."
Dad stops sucking.
Mommy: "If Suman were alive, it'd be perfect..."
Mommy: "Adi's uncle would have some peace in life... Now it's just me..."
Dad: "Why?"
Mommy: "I mean... I'm his only friend... You're naughty too, thinking wild things..."
Dad laughs...
Dad's sliding his cock slowly into Mommy's dripping cunt, thrusting gently while they chat...
Dad teases again: "Fine, while I'm gone... Let Adi milk you instead..."
Mommy: "But you said no—he's grown now."
Dad: "I meant not in public. What you two do at home? No issue with me."
My mind exploded with joy—thank you, Dad, thank you...
Mommy (blushing): "It's been so long since he nursed, and he's all manly now—not baby age for milk... You're crazy..." She bows her head in shame...
Dad (smiling): "Then why cling to him so much? He's your son—let him suckle, what's the harm..."
Mommy: "I don't cling—he's glued to me 24/7."
Mommy: "But he's so adorable... Can't push him away. His childish antics melt me..."
Dad keeps thrusting slow... Mommy rocks her hips, chatting in missionary, her tits jiggling.
Now Dad ramps up, pounding harder... Mommy's already soaked from the Uncle and me talk. When he slams deeper, she fakes loud moans: "Aaahhhh..... Aaaachhhhhhh...."
Aahh.....
Mommy: "Harder, harder.... Aaachhhh....."
Thapp... thpp..... thapppppp... thappp....
Then Dad cums inside her pussy—barely any load.
I think: What kind of man is this? Could knock up 10 kids but can't satisfy one? I hate when he touches her—it feels like she doesn't love him anymore. That spark died 3 years ago.
No man touches my mom without her consent... Except Uncle—that's different. I know she secretly loves him; that's why I see him as family.
Back to the story...
Mommy pops an I-pill—no pregnancy risk...
But she didn't cum... Nothing new; 3 years without an orgasm. Always left frustrated...
The whole show ends in under 10 minutes. I expected zilch from Dad.
I head to my room, jerking off imagining Uncle in Dad's place, ravaging Mommy... Dreaming of what'll happen after these 3 days... Then crash out...
Three days later...
Dad: "Son, wanna drop me at the airport this morning?"
Me: "Sorry, Dad—got a college project due. Can't be late; huge day."
Dad: "Okay, no problem."
Me: "Why not go with Uncle? He'll drop you."
Dad: "Sure. I'll ask him."
Soon, Uncle shows up...
Dad: "You're early..."
Uncle (grinning): "You're off for 20 days—thought I'd squeeze in more time. Can't chat like this without you..."
Dad gets the hint—those flirty vibes... They both laugh...
Uncle: "Just get to Australia safe. Call when you land."
Dad: "Your heart's pure gold. I've had friends, but none like you."
Uncle truly saw Dad as his best bud—but still craved fucking his wife. Doesn't mean hate, right? Happens all over: Besties sharing wives, tag-teaming, staying tight as ever...
More chit-chat between them...
Then Mommy enters, packing special food. Uncle's heart races at the sight—she's smoking hot... Happens daily; his lust builds. One day, he'll claim her pussy—inevitable.
Mommy's tits bounce as she walks, so sultry and inviting... She's dbangd her pallu over just one milky globe, the other on full display.
Deep cleavage teasing... God, I've seen her tits tons—when she bathes, dresses, feeds Naman.
She does it all in front of me; still sees me as her baby boy.
I mean, she knows I'm grown, but spoils me like a kid—and I play along with childish antics.
Back to the story...
Mommy spots Uncle there too, but instead of fully covering her heaving, milk-swollen tits, she purrs: "Oh, Aasim ji, you're here too—come in, come in."
She was thrilled he'd shown up, her nipples probably tingling under that thin pallu.
She'd noticed his eyes glued to her luscious breasts... but with Uncle, it didn't bother her one bit—it turned her on.
Dad (smiling wickedly): "And my queen, you're looking so damn sexy... Last night's passion hasn't faded yet."
Dad only talked dirty like that in front of Uncle. To him, Uncle was family—hell, in today's world, even blood relatives aren't this loyal, but a friend like Uncle? Better than kin (that's what Dad believed).
Mommy packs the special food she'd brought into Dad's suitcase, her saree clinging to her curves as she bends
Uncle: "Nilesh... man, your life's set" (watching Mommy pack, his cock probably twitching). "I'm the only lonely stud here."
Mommy: "Aasim ji, why don't you remarry?"
Uncle: "Oh, I will—if I find someone just like you. But the gods made you one-of-a-kind, a single, perfect piece."
Mommy beams at the compliment, her cheeks flushing with desire...
They both laugh; Mommy flashes a coy smile.
Then, Mommy heads back to the kitchen for more...
After chatting with Dad a bit, Uncle excuses himself to the bathroom—right in front of Dad, he gets up from the hall and heads that way...
Something felt off to me (like always—secretly, it thrilled me)
I sneak after him. Uncle veers off course once inside...
And slips into the kitchen... My hunch was spot on—he's plotting to propose to Mommy these days... and fuck her senseless too...
I peek from the door, watching and listening to every filthy detail...
I knew once Dad left, Mommy's real, earth-shattering moans—"Aaaahhhh.... Aaaahhh.."—would echo after 3 long years. (Thinking that made me grin inside).
Now, the kitchen scene...
Uncle sneaks up and pinches Mommy's waist hard.
Mommy: "Aaooccchhh... Aah..., Adi, not now pleaseee, tease me later."
Uncle: "It's me, Chandni—your own special someone."
Mommy whirls around: "Oh, Aasim ji, you? Here? Where's Adi's dad?"
Uncle (smirking): "Still in the hall, but he'll be gone soon..."
Mommy (nervous, her pussy probably wetting): "Oh? Then what are you doing here? And why pinch me?" (Pouting cutely) "Hu.. hu...."
Uncle (grinning): "Can't I even do that...? He places both hands on her shoulders.
Mommy: "No, go—Adi might come." She glances out, checking if anyone's watching... and brushes his hands away.
I duck out of sight—I was ready for this...
Uncle: "No one's here; Adi's in the hall."
Mommy sighs in relief.
Uncle: "You're so amazing, Chandni, and so ho......" (He trails off) "Gorgeous right now."
Mommy (blushing deep): "Really..?"
Mommy (smiling): "And what were you saying? So ho...? Tell me, tell me??"
Uncle: "Um.. h.. I was just saying ho... heroine."
Mommy (grinning): "I know what you meant... Am I a heroine? Haaa..."
Uncle: "At least to me, you are..."
Mommy (smiling wider): "I get what you're doing with me..."
Uncle: "Then say it with those beautiful, kissable lips..."
Mommy (giggling): "No way—I'm not like you, flirting with your best friend's wife..."
Mommy (a bit panicked): "Okay, go now—someone might come. Bye."
Uncle: "Going, but I'll be back... Bye."
As he leaves, he steals a kiss on her cheek and grazes her navel...
Mommy: "Aahh..., No..., You've gotten so naughty—I won't talk to you anymore" (Faking a pout) and "hu.." as she puffs her cheeks...
My lust was raging too... That's exactly what I wanted—Uncle to pound my mommy raw, over and over.
After that, life would be pure bliss. I want to fuck my mommy too—I could've done it ages ago. With all my teasing and play, he never stops me; she even encourages it. If I snuck up alone, yanked off her saree, and shoved my 8-inch cock straight into her dripping cunt, she'd just moan sweetly: "Adi, please stop... Do it later, someone might come... Let go..... Addiiiii......."
(Thinking that made me smirk.)
But what could I do? Uncle was coming back; I snuck out to the garden.
Uncle detours to the bathroom first, flushes for show, then returns to the hall.
Dad hears the flush...
Uncle sits: "Anyway, only half an hour till 10—we should head out."
Dad: "Yeah, let's go. Hey, Chandni, we're leaving..."
Mommy rushes out.
I come in from the garden...
Dad: "Aasim ji, take care of them—I'm leaving them with you."
Uncle: "Come on, no need to ask for family."
Uncle: "Chandni ji's as much mine as yours... I mean, the family's mine too..."
(Everyone laughs...)
Mommy smirks at Uncle with a sideways glance... God, what a scene... Her tits jiggled with her smile... Felt like I couldn't hold back—rip open her blouse right there in front of Uncle. Whatever happens, happens...
Mommy and I bid Dad goodbye...
Let's see what Aasim ji does with my mother after dropping him at the airport. I'm planning to say something bold to one of them (Mommy or Uncle) in the next update.....
Dad was beaming with joy...
Uncle: "Whoa, Nilesh ji, you look thrilled today! What's the big news?"
Dad: "Yeah, man, I'm over the moon."
Me: "What happened, Dad? Did you get a promotion too?"
Dad: "Son, I got a call from the company—my startup's sending me to Australia for some business meetings."
Uncle tensed up a bit, worried Dad might drag the whole family along, cutting off his chances to devour my mommy's juicy curves.
Uncle: "Awesome! They've finally seen your talent. I wish you all the success."
Dad: "Thanks a ton, Aasim ji—you're a true friend."
Uncle: "So, how long's the trip?"
Dad: "20 days. We've snagged some new investors there. I leave in 3 days—first-class flight booked. Boss says they need my tech skills and persuasion. I'm the key player; the whole company's riding on me."
Uncle: "Fantastic! I trust you completely, Nilesh ji—give it your 100%. Australia's gorgeous too. Your good days are here..."
Dad: "Absolutely. I'm pumped."
Me: "Dad, you're heading to Australia in 3 days?"
Dad (a bit down): "Yeah, Adi."
Me: "What about me and Mommy?"
Uncle (faking disappointment): "Sorry, kiddo. The company's still in startup mode—can't afford a full family trip for 20 days. But don't worry, if the deal seals perfectly, I'll snag a 10 lakh bonus... Then we'll jet off somewhere amazing, I promise."
Me: "Okay, Dad. I'll pray for your success."
Dad smiles. I was secretly thrilled—me and Mommy getting quality time with Uncle? Fuck yeah.
Mommy strolls in from the kitchen, overhearing the Australia buzz.
Mommy: "What's all this chatter?"
Dad: "My darling, great news from work—I'm off to Australia!"
Mommy (surprised): "Australia? Why?"
Dad: "Yeah, new investors for the startup. Gotta go solo for 20 days."
Mommy: "Oh, okay." (She looks a tad disappointed, her full tits heaving with a sigh.)
Uncle's watching, his mind exploding with filthy thoughts. Dad leaving alone? Nothing to stop him from pounding Mommy's wet pussy senseless. He was just wary of me—but hell, I wanted the same: Uncle giving my deserving mommy the deep, satisfying fucks Dad never could.
Dad: "Don't be upset, Chandni. I swear, when I return, we'll take the whole family on a killer vacation."
Mommy: "Yeah, just sad you'll be gone so long."
Dad: "I'll be back quick. And Aasim ji's here to look after you, Adi, and Naman."
Dad: "Right, Aasim ji? You'll take care of my wife and kids?"
Uncle: "Come on, no need to ask—it's our family, after all."
Dad grins: "Hey, I was just..."
Mommy blushes at the "take care" line—she knows exactly how Uncle plans to "care" for her once Dad's gone, his hands all over her milky body.
Mommy: "Fine, just come back soon."
Dad: "Promise."
Me: "No worries, Mommy—me and Uncle are here to take care of you."
Uncle: "Why, Chandni ji, don't you like us? Can't handle 20 days without Nilesh ji?"
Dad and Uncle crack up...
Mommy: "Oh, I know—you two will drive me crazy. I know your naughty tricks all too well."
(Mommy and Uncle were besties; Dad knew, and since Uncle's a joker, he'd flirt shamelessly with her. Dad just enjoyed the show... He's a real cuck, like me.)
(Everyone laughs...)
Dad: "Yeah, Aasim ji will fullfill all your needs. Don't worry."
Mommy: "Okay, I won't."
Uncle: "We're all here. We'll take good care of you—together."
Me: "Yeah, it's always fun with Uncle around."
Mommy: "Thank you, everyone ?."
More chit-chat about Australia, then Uncle heads home... He was ecstatic, just counting down those 3 days...
In those three days, Dad fucked Mommy as much as he could... But the poor guy couldn't last beyond 5-7 minutes. Mommy hadn't been properly satisfied in 3 years—what could my poor, horny mom do?
For three whole days, Dad gave it his all, slamming into my mommy's tight pussy.
I spied on every single session—Dad never lasted past 5 minutes. What a limp-dicked loser... Each fuck arely hit 5-8 minutes. I started pitying him: How did such a stunning, nympho goddess get trapped with this? Her life's wasting away without a real pounding. My only wish? Uncle and Mommy hooking up, giving her the orgasmic bliss she craves.
Dad and Mommy's dirty talk mid-fuck...
Dad's thrusting into Mommy missionary-style on the bed... He yanks her nightie's strap, freeing one massive, milk-swollen tit. Mommy giggles: "Nilesh, you're the biggest baby I've ever seen."
Dad: "How much milk's left in these beauties?"
Mommy: "They're always full—even after the baby sucks, they refill quick. I have to squeeze it out myself sometimes."
Dad: "My love, tell me next time—I'll drink every drop."
Mommy (laughing): "Oh yeah? Should I show up at your office to feed you my tits?"
Dad chuckles, latching onto her nipple, suckling greedily...
Mommy: "Mmm, what naughty talk... You're always with Aasim ji when home—gonna suck my milk in front of him?" She laughs...
Dad (grinning): "You're getting so dirty lately—I've noticed."
Dad: "Aasim ji's cool though..." (Chuckling—maybe he wouldn't mind; give it a try...)
Then Dad tugs and sucks her nipple harder...
Mommy: "Ahhh... Ahhhhh... Don't bite... No marks..."
Dad nips anyway in the heat.
Mommy: "Aaaaaahhhhhhhh....."
Mommy: "No, no—Adi's uncle is as swee as he is devilish... Ahhh... He'd shove you aside and suck my tits himself."
Dad bursts out laughing: "Hahahahaha..."
Mommy joins in: "Aasim ji's such a rascal."
Dad: "Really..."
Dad stops sucking.
Mommy: "If Suman were alive, it'd be perfect..."
Mommy: "Adi's uncle would have some peace in life... Now it's just me..."
Dad: "Why?"
Mommy: "I mean... I'm his only friend... You're naughty too, thinking wild things..."
Dad laughs...
Dad's sliding his cock slowly into Mommy's dripping cunt, thrusting gently while they chat...
Dad teases again: "Fine, while I'm gone... Let Adi milk you instead..."
Mommy: "But you said no—he's grown now."
Dad: "I meant not in public. What you two do at home? No issue with me."
My mind exploded with joy—thank you, Dad, thank you...
Mommy (blushing): "It's been so long since he nursed, and he's all manly now—not baby age for milk... You're crazy..." She bows her head in shame...
Dad (smiling): "Then why cling to him so much? He's your son—let him suckle, what's the harm..."
Mommy: "I don't cling—he's glued to me 24/7."
Mommy: "But he's so adorable... Can't push him away. His childish antics melt me..."
Dad keeps thrusting slow... Mommy rocks her hips, chatting in missionary, her tits jiggling.
Now Dad ramps up, pounding harder... Mommy's already soaked from the Uncle and me talk. When he slams deeper, she fakes loud moans: "Aaahhhh..... Aaaachhhhhhh...."
Aahh.....
Mommy: "Harder, harder.... Aaachhhh....."
Thapp... thpp..... thapppppp... thappp....
Then Dad cums inside her pussy—barely any load.
I think: What kind of man is this? Could knock up 10 kids but can't satisfy one? I hate when he touches her—it feels like she doesn't love him anymore. That spark died 3 years ago.
No man touches my mom without her consent... Except Uncle—that's different. I know she secretly loves him; that's why I see him as family.
Back to the story...
Mommy pops an I-pill—no pregnancy risk...
But she didn't cum... Nothing new; 3 years without an orgasm. Always left frustrated...
The whole show ends in under 10 minutes. I expected zilch from Dad.
I head to my room, jerking off imagining Uncle in Dad's place, ravaging Mommy... Dreaming of what'll happen after these 3 days... Then crash out...
Three days later...
Dad: "Son, wanna drop me at the airport this morning?"
Me: "Sorry, Dad—got a college project due. Can't be late; huge day."
Dad: "Okay, no problem."
Me: "Why not go with Uncle? He'll drop you."
Dad: "Sure. I'll ask him."
Soon, Uncle shows up...
Dad: "You're early..."
Uncle (grinning): "You're off for 20 days—thought I'd squeeze in more time. Can't chat like this without you..."
Dad gets the hint—those flirty vibes... They both laugh...
Uncle: "Just get to Australia safe. Call when you land."
Dad: "Your heart's pure gold. I've had friends, but none like you."
Uncle truly saw Dad as his best bud—but still craved fucking his wife. Doesn't mean hate, right? Happens all over: Besties sharing wives, tag-teaming, staying tight as ever...
More chit-chat between them...
Then Mommy enters, packing special food. Uncle's heart races at the sight—she's smoking hot... Happens daily; his lust builds. One day, he'll claim her pussy—inevitable.
Mommy's tits bounce as she walks, so sultry and inviting... She's dbangd her pallu over just one milky globe, the other on full display.
Deep cleavage teasing... God, I've seen her tits tons—when she bathes, dresses, feeds Naman.
She does it all in front of me; still sees me as her baby boy.
I mean, she knows I'm grown, but spoils me like a kid—and I play along with childish antics.
Back to the story...
Mommy spots Uncle there too, but instead of fully covering her heaving, milk-swollen tits, she purrs: "Oh, Aasim ji, you're here too—come in, come in."
She was thrilled he'd shown up, her nipples probably tingling under that thin pallu.
She'd noticed his eyes glued to her luscious breasts... but with Uncle, it didn't bother her one bit—it turned her on.
Dad (smiling wickedly): "And my queen, you're looking so damn sexy... Last night's passion hasn't faded yet."
Dad only talked dirty like that in front of Uncle. To him, Uncle was family—hell, in today's world, even blood relatives aren't this loyal, but a friend like Uncle? Better than kin (that's what Dad believed).
Mommy packs the special food she'd brought into Dad's suitcase, her saree clinging to her curves as she bends
Uncle: "Nilesh... man, your life's set" (watching Mommy pack, his cock probably twitching). "I'm the only lonely stud here."
Mommy: "Aasim ji, why don't you remarry?"
Uncle: "Oh, I will—if I find someone just like you. But the gods made you one-of-a-kind, a single, perfect piece."
Mommy beams at the compliment, her cheeks flushing with desire...
They both laugh; Mommy flashes a coy smile.
Then, Mommy heads back to the kitchen for more...
After chatting with Dad a bit, Uncle excuses himself to the bathroom—right in front of Dad, he gets up from the hall and heads that way...
Something felt off to me (like always—secretly, it thrilled me)
I sneak after him. Uncle veers off course once inside...
And slips into the kitchen... My hunch was spot on—he's plotting to propose to Mommy these days... and fuck her senseless too...
I peek from the door, watching and listening to every filthy detail...
I knew once Dad left, Mommy's real, earth-shattering moans—"Aaaahhhh.... Aaaahhh.."—would echo after 3 long years. (Thinking that made me grin inside).
Now, the kitchen scene...
Uncle sneaks up and pinches Mommy's waist hard.
Mommy: "Aaooccchhh... Aah..., Adi, not now pleaseee, tease me later."
Uncle: "It's me, Chandni—your own special someone."
Mommy whirls around: "Oh, Aasim ji, you? Here? Where's Adi's dad?"
Uncle (smirking): "Still in the hall, but he'll be gone soon..."
Mommy (nervous, her pussy probably wetting): "Oh? Then what are you doing here? And why pinch me?" (Pouting cutely) "Hu.. hu...."
Uncle (grinning): "Can't I even do that...? He places both hands on her shoulders.
Mommy: "No, go—Adi might come." She glances out, checking if anyone's watching... and brushes his hands away.
I duck out of sight—I was ready for this...
Uncle: "No one's here; Adi's in the hall."
Mommy sighs in relief.
Uncle: "You're so amazing, Chandni, and so ho......" (He trails off) "Gorgeous right now."
Mommy (blushing deep): "Really..?"
Mommy (smiling): "And what were you saying? So ho...? Tell me, tell me??"
Uncle: "Um.. h.. I was just saying ho... heroine."
Mommy (grinning): "I know what you meant... Am I a heroine? Haaa..."
Uncle: "At least to me, you are..."
Mommy (smiling wider): "I get what you're doing with me..."
Uncle: "Then say it with those beautiful, kissable lips..."
Mommy (giggling): "No way—I'm not like you, flirting with your best friend's wife..."
Mommy (a bit panicked): "Okay, go now—someone might come. Bye."
Uncle: "Going, but I'll be back... Bye."
As he leaves, he steals a kiss on her cheek and grazes her navel...
Mommy: "Aahh..., No..., You've gotten so naughty—I won't talk to you anymore" (Faking a pout) and "hu.." as she puffs her cheeks...
My lust was raging too... That's exactly what I wanted—Uncle to pound my mommy raw, over and over.
After that, life would be pure bliss. I want to fuck my mommy too—I could've done it ages ago. With all my teasing and play, he never stops me; she even encourages it. If I snuck up alone, yanked off her saree, and shoved my 8-inch cock straight into her dripping cunt, she'd just moan sweetly: "Adi, please stop... Do it later, someone might come... Let go..... Addiiiii......."
(Thinking that made me smirk.)
But what could I do? Uncle was coming back; I snuck out to the garden.
Uncle detours to the bathroom first, flushes for show, then returns to the hall.
Dad hears the flush...
Uncle sits: "Anyway, only half an hour till 10—we should head out."
Dad: "Yeah, let's go. Hey, Chandni, we're leaving..."
Mommy rushes out.
I come in from the garden...
Dad: "Aasim ji, take care of them—I'm leaving them with you."
Uncle: "Come on, no need to ask for family."
Uncle: "Chandni ji's as much mine as yours... I mean, the family's mine too..."
(Everyone laughs...)
Mommy smirks at Uncle with a sideways glance... God, what a scene... Her tits jiggled with her smile... Felt like I couldn't hold back—rip open her blouse right there in front of Uncle. Whatever happens, happens...
Mommy and I bid Dad goodbye...
Let's see what Aasim ji does with my mother after dropping him at the airport. I'm planning to say something bold to one of them (Mommy or Uncle) in the next update.....
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