Incest The Insatiable Ones - Leverage sex to grow business, with full family involvement

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Part Eighteen: Rohan's and Neha's Parents Discover - All Four Sets Join the Circle

Three days after Priya's and Arjun's parents had joined the lifestyle, Rohan received an urgent phone call from his father.

"Beta, your mother and I need to speak with you immediately," Vikram Sharma said, his voice tight with tension. "We're coming to Mumbai tomorrow morning."

Rohan's stomach dropped. They know, he thought. Someone must have told them.

"Of course, Papa," Rohan said, trying to keep his voice steady. "Come to the penthouse. We'll be here."

He immediately called Neha, Arjun, and Priya to warn them.

"My parents are coming tomorrow," he said. "I think they've found out about everything."

"How?" Arjun asked.

"I don't know. But we need to be prepared."

The next morning, Vikram and Kavita Sharma arrived at the penthouse. Vikram was a distinguished man in his mid-fifties, tall and well-built, with silver hair and sharp, intelligent eyes. He'd built a successful real estate empire in Delhi and carried himself with the confidence of a self-made man.

Kavita was a stunning woman in her early fifties, with long dark hair, elegant features, and a figure that had remained remarkably fit. She wore a designer saree that showed off her curves—full breasts, a narrow waist, and shapely hips.

They sat in the living room, the atmosphere tense. Rohan, Neha, Arjun, and Priya sat across from them.

"So," Vikram began, his voice measured. "We received a very interesting phone call last week. From Ramesh Sharma."

Rohan's heart sank. Arjun's father told them.

"He told us about... about what you're all doing," Kavita continued, her voice shaking slightly. "About the lifestyle. About the... the incest. About the business. About everything."

There was a long silence.

"And?" Rohan asked finally.

"And we were shocked," Vikram said. "Horrified, actually. Our son, engaging in... in group sex. With his cousins. With his wife's cousins. Building a business around sexual entertainment. It's..."

"Wrong?" Priya offered quietly.

"That's what we thought at first," Kavita said. "But Ramesh explained it differently. He said everyone is consenting. That you're all adults. That you've built a successful business around it. That you're all... happy."

"We are," Rohan confirmed. "Very happy."

Vikram leaned forward. "He also said something else. He said that he and Parvati have joined you. That Rajesh and Meera have joined you. That they've participated in... in your activities."

"They have," Arjun said. "Last week, actually. And they loved it."

Kavita's face flushed. "He described it to us. In detail. What they did. What they saw. And I have to admit..." She trailed off, unable to finish.

"You were aroused," Rohan said gently.

"Yes," Kavita admitted, her voice barely a whisper. "I was. We both were."

Vikram nodded. "We've been married for thirty years. Our sex life has become... routine. Predictable. But hearing about what you're all doing, about the freedom, the pleasure, the lack of shame... it awakened something in us."

"So you want to join?" Neha asked.

"We want to understand," Kavita said. "We want to see for ourselves. And if it feels right... then yes. We want to join."

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That evening, Rohan's parents returned to the penthouse, this time with Neha's parents as well.

Suresh and Anjali Desai had received a similar phone call from Rajesh Kapoor, Priya's father. They'd been equally shocked, equally intrigued, and equally aroused by what they'd learned.

Suresh was a successful businessman in his late fifties, with a strong build, greying hair, and a commanding presence. He'd built a manufacturing empire in Pune and was known for his sharp business acumen.

Anjali was a beautiful woman in her mid-fifties, with a voluptuous figure—large breasts, wide hips, thick thighs—and a warm, sensual presence. She wore a silk saree that hugged her curves perfectly.

Now all four sets of parents sat together in the penthouse living room—Meera and Rajesh Kapoor (Priya and Ajay's parents), Parvati and Ramesh Sharma (Arjun and Asha's parents), Kavita and Vikram Sharma (Rohan's parents), and Anjali and Suresh Desai (Neha's parents).

The younger generation—Priya, Arjun, Asha, Ajay, Rohan, and Neha—stood before them.

"So," Arjun said, looking at the eight parents. "You all know about our lifestyle now. You all know about the business. And you're all here because you want to understand. To experience it."

"Yes," Vikram said, speaking for the group. "We want to see for ourselves."

"Then let us show you," Priya said with a confident smile.

She moved to the centre of the room and began undressing slowly, deliberately. Her saree fell away, revealing her post-pregnancy body—full breasts still leaking milk, a soft belly, wide hips, thick thighs.

She's so beautiful, Vikram thought, his cock beginning to harden. So confident, so sexual.

Beside Priya, Asha began undressing as well, revealing her enormous breasts, her voluptuous curves. Then Neha joined them, her slender body a contrast to the other two women.

The three women stood naked before the parents, completely unashamed.

"This is who we are," Priya said. "We embrace our sexuality without shame or guilt. We use it strategically for business. And we share it with family because we love each other."

She moved to Arjun and began undressing him, her hands moving over his muscular chest, down to his trousers. His cock sprang free—about eight inches, thick, already hard.

My nephew's cock, Kavita thought, her pussy getting wet. I'm looking at my nephew's cock. And I want it.

Asha undressed Ajay, revealing his equally impressive cock. Neha undressed Rohan, his cock springing free, thick and hard.

The three couples stood naked before the parents.

"Watch," Priya said. "This is how we express our desire."

She dropped to her knees in front of Arjun and took his cock into her mouth, her lips stretching around his girth. Arjun groaned, his hands moving to her hair.

Beside them, Asha was sucking Ajay's cock, her enormous breasts swaying as she moved. Neha was sucking Rohan's cock, her slender hands stroking the base.

The parents watched, transfixed, their arousal building.

This is so wrong, Anjali Desai thought, her hand unconsciously moving to her breast. But I can't look away. And I'm so wet.

After a few minutes, the three women stood and moved to the parents.

"Come join us," Priya said, extending her hand to Kavita. "Don't just watch. Participate."

Kavita stood, her hands trembling. Vikram moved to help her undress, his hands shaking with anticipation.

I'm about to have sex in front of my son, Kavita thought as her saree fell away. And I want it. I want it so badly.

She stood in just her blouse and petticoat, her body stunning—firm breasts straining against the fabric, a flat stomach, toned legs.

Anjali Desai stood next, and Suresh helped her undress. Her voluptuous body was revealed—enormous breasts, probably DD cups, a soft belly, wide hips, thick thighs.

I'm about to have sex in front of my daughter, Anjali thought, her arousal intense. And maybe... maybe with my daughter's husband. The thought should horrify me. But it doesn't.

Soon all four new parents were naked, standing nervously in the centre of the room alongside the four parents who'd already joined.

"You're all beautiful," Priya said to the mothers. "Don't be shy. Embrace your bodies, your desires."

She moved to Kavita and kissed her gently on the lips. Kavita gasped, surprised, but then responded, her tongue tentatively meeting Priya's.

I'm kissing my nephew's wife, Kavita thought as arousal flooded through her. And it feels so good.

Priya's hands moved to Kavita's breasts, squeezing gently through the blouse. Kavita moaned into her mouth, her body responding intensely.

Meanwhile, Asha had moved to Anjali Desai, kissing her with more aggression. Anjali responded eagerly, her hands moving to Asha's enormous breasts, kneading the soft flesh.

I'm kissing my niece-in-law, Anjali thought, her pussy getting wet. Touching her breasts. And I love it.

The men watched, their cocks all hard now. Rohan moved to his mother Kavita, his eyes traveling over her naked body.

"Maa," he said softly. "You're beautiful."

"Beta," Kavita breathed, her eyes on his hard cock. "This is so wrong."

"Does it feel wrong?" Rohan asked, moving closer.

"No," Kavita admitted. "It feels... exciting."

Rohan reached out and cupped her breast, squeezing gently. Kavita gasped, her nipple hardening under his touch.

My son is touching my breast, she thought, her arousal spiking. And I want more.

Across the room, Neha had moved to her mother Anjali. "Maa," she said softly. "Are you okay with this?"

"Yes," Anjali breathed, her eyes on Arjun's hard cock nearby. "I want this. I want all of this."

Arjun moved to Anjali, his hand moving between her thighs, his fingers finding her pussy already wet. He began circling her clit, and Anjali moaned loudly.

Arjun is fingering me, Anjali thought, her hips moving against his hand. My daughter's cousin-in-law. And it feels incredible.

Suresh watched his wife being pleasured by a younger man, and instead of jealousy, he felt intense arousal. His cock was rock hard, leaking precum.

My wife is being fingered by another man, he thought, stroking himself. And I love watching it.

Vikram was equally aroused, watching his wife with their son. "Kavita," he said, his voice strained. "Are you okay with this?"

"Yes," Kavita moaned as Rohan's fingers joined his hand on her breast, both now kneading her flesh. "I want this. I want all of this."

Meera and Parvati, who'd already experienced this, moved to help guide the new mothers.

"Let's move to the bedroom," Meera suggested. "More space, more comfort."

They all moved to the master bedroom. The enormous bed could easily accommodate all eighteen of them—six younger generation, eight parents, and the four original parents who'd already joined.

Anjali Desai lay back on the bed, spreading her legs, her pussy glistening with arousal. Arjun positioned himself between her thighs and slowly pushed his cock inside her.

I'm fucking Neha's mother, Arjun thought as he entered her. She's so tight, so wet. This is incredible.

"Oh fuck," Anjali moaned as his thick cock filled her. "You're so big. So deep."

Arjun began moving, his cock sliding in and out of her pussy, his hands on her enormous breasts, squeezing and kneading.

I'm being fucked by my daughter's cousin-in-law, Anjali thought as pleasure built inside her. And my husband is watching. And I love it.

Beside them, Kavita had dropped to her knees in front of Rohan. She wrapped her hand around his cock, marvelling at its size and hardness.

I'm about to suck my son's cock, she thought, her heart racing. This is the ultimate taboo. And I want it so badly.

She leaned forward and took him into her mouth, her lips stretching around his girth. Rohan groaned loudly, his hands moving to her hair.

"Fuck, Maa," he breathed. "Your mouth feels so good."

My mother is sucking my cock, Rohan thought, watching her head bob up and down. And it's the hottest thing ever.

Kavita sucked him eagerly, her tongue swirling around the head, her hand stroking the base. She took him deeper, relaxing her throat, until his cock was buried in her mouth.

Vikram watched his wife suck their son's cock, and his own arousal reached new heights. Priya noticed and moved to him, her hand wrapping around his hard cock.

"Let me take care of you," she said with a seductive smile.

She dropped to her knees and took him into her mouth, sucking with expert skill. Vikram groaned, his hands moving to her hair.

My daughter-in-law's cousin is sucking my cock, he thought, pleasure flooding through him. While my wife sucks our son's cock. This is insane.

Meanwhile, Suresh had moved to Asha, who was on her hands and knees on the bed. He positioned himself behind her and thrust inside her pussy in one smooth motion.

"Oh fuck yes," Asha moaned as his cock filled her. "Fuck me hard, Uncle."

I'm fucking Arjun's sister, Suresh thought as he pounded into her. And she's calling me Uncle while I do it. This is so dirty.

Ajay was fucking Parvati beside them, his cock driving deep into her pussy. Meera was being fucked by Ramesh. The room was filled with moans, gasps, the wet sounds of sex.

After several minutes, they began switching partners. Rohan moved to Anjali Desai, positioning himself between her thighs.

"Is this okay?" he asked, his cock at her entrance.

"Yes," Anjali gasped. "I want you inside me."

Rohan thrust forward, burying his cock deep inside his mother-in-law's pussy. Anjali screamed with pleasure, her body responding intensely.

I'm fucking my wife's mother, Rohan thought as he moved inside her. And she feels incredible.

Kavita had moved to Ajay, who was lying on his back. She straddled him, positioning his cock at her entrance, then slowly lowered herself onto it.

"Oh god," she moaned as his thick cock filled her. "You're so big."

I'm fucking Rohan's mother, Ajay thought, watching her ride him. And she's so beautiful, so sexy.

Kavita began moving, her hips rolling, her breasts bouncing with each movement. Ajay's hands moved to her breasts, squeezing and kneading.

Vikram had moved to Neha, and Suresh to Asha. The room was a tangle of bodies—parents fucking children's spouses, children fucking parents' friends, everyone exploring everyone else.

They continued like this for over two hours, switching partners multiple times, everyone fucking everyone else. The four new parents were completely immersed in the pleasure, all inhibitions gone.

Finally, the men were all close to cumming.

"Where do you want it?" Arjun asked Anjali, his thrusts becoming erratic.

"Inside me," Anjali gasped. "Fill my pussy with your cum."

Arjun thrust deep and came hard, his cock pulsing as he emptied himself inside her. Anjali screamed, her own orgasm hitting, her pussy clenching around his cock.

He's cumming inside me, Anjali thought as pleasure crashed through her. My daughter's cousin-in-law is filling my pussy with his seed. And it feels perfect.

Rohan came inside Kavita, his cum flooding her pussy. Kavita moaned loudly, her body shaking with her orgasm.

I'm being filled with my son's cum, Kavita thought, her pleasure intense. And I love it.

Vikram came inside Asha, Suresh inside Neha, Ajay inside Parvati, and Ramesh inside Meera.

When they finally finished, all eighteen of them collapsed on the bed, exhausted and satisfied.

"That was..." Kavita began, unable to find words.

"Incredible," Anjali completed. "Absolutely incredible."

"So you're joining us?" Priya asked with a smile.

"Yes," all four new parents said in unison.

The family had expanded again. Now four complete sets of parents were part of the lifestyle. And the business possibilities were about to explode.