Adultery The Glass Dolls (victims of the nature) (Upd Nov 02)

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Neelima a middle aged mom living without her husband had to endure lot of hardship and even ugly comments from the society. Her husband works in Dubai since last few years and he comes home once a while.. last time he came was over 2 years, he couldn't get leave due to war situation in Gulf

Neelima derives her strength from the two angels she produced.. Bablu and Chitti..


They are twins and go to same sch ool. Bablu protects his sister in sch ool and his mom in the society. He cant tolerate if any one passes ugly comment on his mom or sister

They all sleep on same bed, as Neelima feels the kids get lot of love from physical touch apart from emotional support. Since her husband is not in the house, they all live with lot of freedom, thats the only thing that keeps all the issues, tensions away. The kids also never misused the freedom.

After finishing home work, Bablu looks for mom, she is not found in kitchen, its strange mom has decided to sleep early without even cleaning utlensils. Even Chitti didn't finish her home work and is with mom on the bed.

Bablu smelt something is wrong, so closes all doors and joins them on the bed. Usually mom sleeps in the middle, but that day he found mom was sleeping towards the wall and next to her is Chitti.

Bubblu quietly slept next to Chitti.

Every one is silent. Bablu knows mom is not sleeping, she just closed her eyes, so is Chitti.

After a while, Bablu tried to start a conversation. no use.. nobody responded.


Mom's phone rang.. it was dad.. but mom didn't pick up the call. After a while dad called Chitti, she also didn't pick up. then Bablu phone rang. He picked up the phone

"Bablu, what happened, why mom, sister didn't answer my phone?"

"Dad.. do you love mom ?"

(with angry tone) "why you get that doubt Bablu ?"

"first answer my question"


"ofcourse, i love her and you guys also"


"Dad, if you really love her, can you come down tomorrow and make mom happy ?"


"Bablu, you know i cant come just like that"

"I dont know all those things.. are you coming or not ?"


"Bablu, why are you raising your voice ? how can i come just like that"

"ok, then tell me when you can come"

"i cant say anything Bablu.. situation is bad here, i must be knowing by now"


"Dad.. i know your situation, but you dont know the situation here"


"what happened ? is any thing wrong there ?"




"Dad.. nothing is right here.. in sch ool, my classmate opens mom's pic and masterbates in sch ool bathroom.. in the society lift, neighbor uncle comments badly on mom..how long your mom stays single, send her to me, i will treat her like queen.. in gym, the instructor looks at Chitti badly.. Dad, because of you why should we suffer ? if you dont come in 2 months, then you need not come at all and i will do whatever i want"

there is silence every where.. Neelima, Chitti woke up and started crying.


Bablu cuts the call and looks at mom and tells "mom.. i know why you must be unhappy. Chitti might have told you about what happened in sch ool. i picked up fight with my friend who masturbated in front of me looking at your pic in his phone.. mom, how long we should suffer like this ?"

Neelima hugs her son and replies "Bablu, the world is not perfect, if anything happens to you, i cant survive, dont pick up fights, tell me all your frustrations, i will try to solve them. I know your friend Hari well, lets address that issue tomorrow.. good night"

Bablu is not happy with the answer but he cant make his mom unhappy either..


Next day morning..



"Hey Saroja.. how are you ?"

"Hey Neelima, i am fine.. after a long time..."

"true.. i was busy with work and kids"

"ok ok.. Neelima, why dont you come down to our house for dinner and sleepover"

"sleepover ? your husband is not there ?"

"Neelima, your husband stays in Dubai.. my husband is in sales job, he is on road half of the time"

"ok ok.. lets meet.."

"bring Bablu, Chitti also"

"i will try"

"what do you mean try.. bring them"

"Saroja.. they are not kids anymore, i cant force them"

"ok ok got it.. if required i can talk to them"

"Saroja.. no need.. they both like you a lot and have great respect on you"



"i know.. anyway cant control the kids these days.. my son is going out of control these days"

"ok ok. dont worry.. lets meet for dinner then"

"ok..bye"

"bye"

(.) (.)

"Mom, after whatever Hari did, i cant see his face"

"Chitti, you come for aunty"

"mom.. i have great respect for aunty.. but not that rogue"

"ok ok.. i will tell something to aunty.. Bablu, are you coming ?"


"mom.. aunty messaged me to come. i am expecting she would raise this topic and scold me"

"beta.. you know aunty well, she is not that type"

"mom.. i know aunty is not that type.. but Hari ? i cant see his face at all"

"Bablu, you must come.. i told you we cant pick up fights with society, there is a way for everything , you guys are still friends, i dont want that friendship to be broken just because of me"

"ok ok mom... for your sake i am coming"

"good boy"

(.) (.)

Door bell rings..


Saroja opens the door and gives a warm hug to her friend Neelima while patting Bablu's back and inviting them inside.

They come inside, Neelima doesn't see Hari.

"Saroja.. where is Hari ?"

"He must be in his room.. hey Hari, look who came.."


Hari came out from his room.  he ignores Bablu and greets aunty with a dry smile. Neelima understood, she gets up from sofa and hugs Hari and kisses him on forehead and says "congrats Hari for scoring first rank". Hari feels uncomfortable as he knows what he did in sch ool bathroom and how Bablu had beaten him.

Saroja while laying the dining table says "Hari, aunty likes you a lot.. why are you so dull since yesterday.. anything wrong beta ?"

At this time, both Bablu and Neelima guessed Saroja doesn't know what has happened in the sch ool. Bablu feels releaved.

While having dinner, Neelima tries to make Hari comfortable, she kept on praising for securing first rank and how good he is to his mom blah blah..

Even Saroja tried to change his mood




"beta.. look at aunty.. how well she is dressed.. you always used to tell me how aunty looks gorgeous in blue shiffon sari and black sleeveless blouse.. she is exactly wearing the same dress now"

Both Neelima and Hari are stunned.. they knew how that boy fantacizes Neelima aunty and masterbates..

As Hari and other are also silent, Saroja asks Neelima

"Neelima.. did i say anything wrong ? why are guys silent suddenly ?"

"no no nothing like that Saroja.. in fact Bablu told me many times how much your son likes me and he even maintains a gallery of my photos.."

Hari is stunned and is even scared.. will aunty tell mom what has happened in sch ool ?

"yeah.. he knows you since so many years, thats why he likes you a lot Neelima.. sometimes i feel jelous about the way he praises you.. he particularly likes you in sleeveless blouses as your broad shoulders go well with sleeveless.. nowadays the boys are more advanced than we think, until he told me how good you are in sleeveless blouses, i also didn't notice it.. anyway, its our kids who praise us, so we must feel good about those compliments"

"yeah yeah.. we must feel good.. Hari beta, what else you like about this aunty ?"

Hari is silent and angry inside for mom extending this topic so much..

"aunty.. lets leave this topic please"

"ok ok.. your wish beta"

they talk about other stuff and Saroja enquires why Chitti didn't come and Neelima tells some lie that she is in her periods and is moody


one thing Saroja noticed is Hari and Bablu were not talking. they are best friends, but what happened suddenly ?


After the dinner and cleaning the kitchen, every one changes to night dress.

When Neelima came out in her night dress, every one is stunned.. she never wore such thin, transparent night gown.. she always maintains dignity but now she is looking completely opposite

Saroja can see her bouncing boobs as she was coming from the room to the living room where every one sat. Bablu couldn't believe how his mom dressed like that. he can even see her sharp nipples protruding from her night gown.. some times at home, she wears such dresses when in mood.. but in somebody elses house ? that too in front of Hari who did those vulgar things..


hari was silent , head down.. not looking at aunty



Neelima sat on the sofa and called Hari to come and sit next to her. Hari didn't respond. Even Saroja was not that comfortable the way Neelima dressed in front of her son.

"Saroaj.. you said we should feel happy from the compliments received from our kids.. right ? you thought Hari is also my kid.. i also thought the same way.. but looks like your son is not thinking same way"

Saroja was in a fix.. she cant say yes or no.. after a minute she looked at her son and says "Hari beta.. you are looking dull since two days, also why are you feeling so much shy in front of aunty ? you forgot how you used to jump on aunty and kiss her on her cheeks and play with her like your own mom.. what happened beta ? she is the same aunty..aren't you the same Hari beta ?"

Hari is in a dilemma now.. he cant say anything .. Bablu is already fuming at him and the way Neelima aunty is behaving he smelt some foul play from them.. one day or other mom will get to know what has happened in sch ool... so he quietly got up and sat next to Neelima aunty.


Bablu is unhappy but he has trust on mom, so she must be having some plan..

Neelima tucked him into her chest and started stroking his hair and patting his thighs said "Hari beta, you may not be having this photo in your gallery.. your loving aunty wearing see through nigh gown exposing her round thick shoulders with free falling hair.. do you ?"

with that statement everyone went silent.. but Hari started crying loud and Neelima hugging his head against her boobs and stroking his hair.. she understood why he is crying.. Saroja was stunned and came and sat next to them.. suddenly Neelima slightly raised his head, he took out the top buttons and pulled her thick 36DD boob and put her thick half ich nipple in his mouth and kissing his forehead says


"Hari beta.. you like this aunty so much, even i like you for your intelligence and why you store my photos beta, you can see my live the way you want.. you are like my son.. i can quench your little desires and make you happy.. beta, dont spoil sch ool bathrooms nor pick up fights with others.. focus on studies and i will make you happy.. Saroja, your son is a gem and he likes me a lot, i can give him motherly love and make him happy so that he can focus on studies.."


Every one is stunned and Hari looked up and with moist eyes told "aunty.. sorry for all i did.. i am so shameless.."

Neelima with her open top hanging down exposing her massive boobs moved her hand inside his shorts and pulled out his semi erect cock and looking at Saroja said "Saroja..kids at this age needs motherly love.. or else they will go in wrong direction. Hari beta is such a cute boy, except one weekness, he is a gem.. even that weekness is because of his age and your mistake.. Saroja, your fantacized me and masterbated in sch ool bathroom.. thats wrong.. not masterbating.. nor fantacizing me.. he shouldn't be doing such things in sch ool.. instead he should be bold enough to jump on me like he used to do in the past and cuddle with me and feel my soft jugs and i should be caressing his inner thighs and make him happy.. he is boy growing up.. needs release.. needs physical touch.. 


Saroja, i always believe in addition to emotional support, we should have physical touch with our sons.. that will relieve their tensions.. nerves.. and feel happy.. Hari beta, tonight i will show you what all your mom should have done but ignored.. nothing to be ashamed beta.. feel free.. just like you like my sleeveless tops, i also like to feel your soft pencil and caress him.. beta, its a two way love, so dont feel shy.. ask your mom how you used to play with me in case you forgot"


seeing sincerity in Neelima's face and honesty in her words, Saroja feels happy and kisses her friend and said "Neeloo.. i am somuch thankful to you.. i didn't know why my boy is dull since yesterday, now i understood.. when he used to show your pics and praise you i thought it was like a pure motherly love, but whatever he did is wrong.. i am saying sorry in my son's behalf and now i am so happy and relieved you not only excused his mistake but also showing motherly love.. Neeloo, i am sorry again for ignoring his needs.. physical touch.. i rarely do it , thats why i might have not got connected well with him.. "

Neelima kissed her friend and patted Hari's back and looked at his son Bablu and said "Bablu.. i dont want you both fighting.. you must remain as best friends and you must emulate him in studies.. as a mother i can feel the hunger in my son.. Hari is also like you.. i can feed his hunger and make him happy.. you need not feel jelous.. i want you and Hari to make us happy and protect your little sister Chitti.. she felt fraightened by the act of Hari, thats why she didn't come here.. behave well and be good and be liked by the girls.."

Bablu came up to mom and hugged her and said "mom.. whatever you see thats final.. from now on Hari and I would remain as best friends and within 6 months i will beat him in studies, this is my promise"

Neelima hugged his son and made him sit on other side and she leaned back allowing Hari and Bablu rest on her naked boobs while she is caressing both of them.. Hari's pencil is already out dancing in Neeloo aunties hand while Bablu is feeling her mom and pulled his shorts down to show his growing cock.. Saroja couldn't believe Bablu's cock is so big already.. noticing glow in her friends face, Neeloo laughed and said "Saroja.. lets go inside"

they all moved to master bed room.

Saroja to the wall, next to her is Bablu and next to him on other side is Neelima and then Hari


After a long time Neelima is feeling happy. With so much negative things happening, she feels happy and relaxed now.

"Saroja.. i saw your eyes became big when you saw my son's cock.. why is that ?"


Saroja is also in in good mood after Neeloo excused her son and then showing her motherly love to him..

"Neeloo.. few things you know already.. how much i like your son.. Bablu is a such a bubbly boy every mom would want a son like him. many times when he jumps on me and cuddles in my hug and kiss me innocently on my lower lip, i used to feel his growing pencil piercing my groin few times.. he used to be always special to me as his innocent face and cute smile make me forget all my tensions and feel as if i am his mother and shower my love towards him.. kissing him on his lips lightly and touching his pencil lightly over his shorts and caressing his stomach.. sometimes naughtily he would press my boobs and laugh.. i used to feel shy but never scolded him.. for whatever reason, i couldn't do such things with my own son Hari, perhaps the feeling of guilt prompted me to stay away from my son while the naughtiness of Bablu attracted me a lot

Bablu, Neeloo.. you must share a secret or two with you, now that we are all releaved i can share such things. couple of years back, i came to your house for sleepover. as always i hugged and cuddled with my Bablu for sometime, but as he was growing hesitation started between us and we were not as free as earlier and i also understood there must be a line of separation. that night I and Neeloo were sleeping in one room and Bablu, Chitti in another room. after gossiping for a while Neeloo went into sleep, once she goes to sleep she forgets the whole world and would never get up until morning. after a while, i saw Bablu coming to our room, since i was still awake i noticed him and asked him if anything is wrong, he said no aunty, i am not getting sleep and i want to sleep with mom. i said fine. he came and slept between us.

since i knew that boy since so many years, i didn't feel it odd to sleep like that.. hugging her mom from side.. as a mom myself i could understand.. slowly i also went into sleep. after a while, i heard some noices and i opened my eyes.. i couldn't believe my eyes.. Bablu is fully naked in the dim light, he was on top of his mom who was sleeping on her stomach. i could see Bablu lifting his mom's night gown upto her ass and he was dry fucking her inner thighs through her panty.. i was stunned and couldn't believe such an innocent nice mannered boy doing such things to his mom.. Neeloo as always was in sound sleep and Bablu with his sharp pencil in his hand is trying to find his way.. he was bold enough to completely ignore my presence and removed his cloths and dry humping her from top.. i was in dilemma whether to let him know i am awake or even warn him ?

i suddenly remembered my son and felt so good about him, he would never do such things. whether Neeloo would accept such acts is different matter but how can that boy do such things.. without her husband in the husband, she gave her kids lot of freedom but this is too much. i was secretly watching them and still having all these thoughts. after few minutes he stopped doing whatever he is doing and rolled over towards my side.. i quickly shut my eyes and pretended sleeping. i could feel he is hugging me tightly and his stiff prick is piercing my night gown between my thighs. i thought he is done and released his load but he is still hard and stiff.. i couldn't see any liquids on the buttocks on Neeloo as she was still sleeping in same position.. with her night gown all the way up exposing her thick buttocks.

Bablu hugged me tight and he even pressed my boobs hard and then with couple of quick moves he moaned a bit and released his cum on my night gown.. i could feel the wetness and also the smell.. i am relieved he did release his load, so he can peacefully sleep. but i was wrong. after making my gown wet, he got up on his knees and moved towards me holding his lame cock in his hand and rubbing my cheeks with his wet cock.. i was shocked .. how dare he is do such things.. i am very close to him but not like this. he is rubbing my cheeks while i could feel his soft pencil and smell the thin liquids that came out from his pencil a minute back. i was in a complete shock as i was being treated like a toy by him. he is not afraid that i would wake up. i must appreciate his boldness. he was about to push his lame cock in my mouth, then we heard some noise at the door. i couldn't open my eyes but who else it would be other than Chitti.

Bablu got up from me, took his cloths in his hand, didn't wear them, he went out naked along with his little sister.. i was in double shock.. he is so bold with Chitti also ? i couldn't believe whats happening, this all must be a dream i thought but not so.. its real. 



i made up my mind, i must protect the little girl before something happens. so i also went up and walked in to their room as they didn't close the door. the light is on.. not dim light but main light. Bablu and Chitti were under sheets. i can imagine Bablu must be nude as i can see his clothes on the bed. what about Chitti ? i cant take a guess but by then they saw me. Chitti without any fear or hesitation told me "aunty, come inside and close the door"


my shock level increased many folds as Bablu removed the sheet on them exposing his naked body and semi naked body of his little sister.

i decided to go inside, so closed the door.. any way it doesn't matter as Neeloo wouldn't get up in between. the light was still on. i came inside and sat on the bed. Bablu is not the same innocent bubbly boy i used to play with till few years back.. he is grown up now and is bold.

he held my hand and told "Aunty, i knew you were awake when i was humping mom. i wanted you to know how sons feel about their moms and i wanted you to be like this with your son. even if you dont want to be like this with your son, give me a promise that you wont tell my mom about what you saw. without her husband, mom is missing a lot and i wanted to make her happy even though she is in deep sleep and wont know what i am doing to her. then regarding my sister.. 



aunty, you dont have a daughter so you may not know few things. my sister goes through lot of humiliation from the society.. from her class mates to uncles in this complex and stray boys on the street, its tough when your dad is not living with you. i had to show her what dad would be like.. i had to console her and give her strength like her dad. i cant be a husband to my mom bit can be a dad to my little sister.

she would share everything with me like she would have done with our dad. when someone insults you, you need someone to hug and console you.. our mom always says physical touch relieves many tensions in addition to emotional support. so we used to hug and cuddle since we sleep together.. we never felt awkward seeing our naked bodies.. accidentally or otherwise.. we kiss each other.. we hug each other.. we cuddle and feel our bodies. 



when i am in full rage and attack my sleeping mom, it was my little sister who would cool me down and i feel lot relaxed with her presence and touch. since she is of same age, she understands my desires and her innocent cute looks make me melt in her cuddle. she is always a special girl in my life, i could get my cock up just seeing her innocent face and many times she used to tease me looking at my stiff pencil how horny i was.. aunty, i dont want to do things that i do to mom with my little sister as things can go out of control. 

Aunty, i knew you would come to our room, thats why i kept the light on."

i was shocked by his maturity and intelligence .. i dont have any questions except one.

"ok Bablu.. i could understand all that you said.. but why did you try to put your dirty cock in my mouth ?"


"because you used to suck this very dirty cock few years back"

"me ? sucking your cock ?"


"haa..aunty.. dont act smart.. mom also saw it once it seems.. you always used to like me a lot , that was all fine and you went one step ahead and used to kiss my sleeping cock it seems.. once mom saw it and laughed to herself.. i didn't know i was sleeping.. recently mom told me about that.. Aunty, you liked my innocent pencil and used to kiss me secretly ..then.. i admire your beauty and wanted to put my cock in your mouth.. now.. its all natural reaction aunty.. you liked me then and i am liking you now. if you feel uncomfortable then i will stop"


i was shocked.. whatever he said is true and i had this habit of kissing small pencils clandestinely .. its a week ness.. i cant help it..

I kept quite and slept on the bed next to him. my silence is taken as acceptance by him. the lights were still on.. Chitti's hand was on her brother's stiff pencil.. tension gripped me as i couldnt close my eyes

one thing i agree with what Bablu told about his little sister.. my own husband made some vulgar comments about Chitti and i could see his bulge stiffening whenever Chitti's topic came