29-12-2018, 05:24 AM
Disclaimer : This is in continuation of the story with same title published on Xossip.com and later on Xossipy as well in some of the initial pages posted in the beginning of this site.
Three Years Later.
"Mama...wake up why are you asleep so late ?", Said Shweta the three year old daughter from Bhairav (the coach of Rohan)
Kasturi and Bhairav were still in touch although he didn't revealed her the fact that he was married at the time they were making love. She was angry first but later she made compromise to the fact that it was never going to be the same, but she was blessed with a beautiful angel in her life.
Kasturi had been dreaming of her slutty days and her fingers were burried in between her legs...She were all over the bed in her dishevelled pink night suit.
Hearing her angel's voice she opened her eyes...her racy dream once again shattered by the promise she made to herself of not to in any sexual relationship for now ahead she had to be a perfect mother.
But lately these dreams were getting more often than ever...her body defied her promise every single second. The slightest of attention was enough for her to be turned on. She was indeed in her 30s.
Kasturi picked her up in her arms shifted all her attention to caring of her child. She spent most of her time at the farmhouse they had purchased with her daughter.
Shweta was indeed an angel...she was the complete replica of her mother. With her little hands she unwrapped her mother's breasts and started feeding herself. Despite Kasturi efforts... Shweta was far ahead from giving up her mother's milk. Kasturi wasn't annoyed anomore once she start drinking her off.
"Get ready Mama...today is parents teacher meeting...we can't wait more." Shweta said in her childlike voice.
Kasturi didn't liked much this idea of continuous PTA meeting in her playschool but it was her duty. She took herself off and went inside the bathroom.
She dropped her robe in front of a big mirror and looked at her reflection in the broad daylight.
She was like always very beautiful and graceful....her body has gathered some weight post her motherhood but it has only worked in favour of her...her curves were more toned now...her things were thicker and her ass rounder. The perfect V created in between her thighs not revealing anything at all now. Her intimate hair grown all over the place...shinier and blacker.
She couldn't believe she were in the very same body...the way she used be well groomed and shaved off all the time. She decided to get over it and picked up the razor.
An hour later she was in Shweta's school...her daughter besides her. The two angels on their way to concour the whole world.
As soon as she saw her friends...Shweta took off to be with them... leaving her mother all alone again.
Kasturi had been wearing a black saree with red sleeveless blouse. The men who came on PTAs were always on time afterall on this day they weren't labelled creep if they stared.
Kasturi sat on a chair in the middle...and engulfed soon in her phone.
"Would you mind if I sit besides you ?" Said a manly voice.
Kasturi looked up...there was a tall man with a kid in his arms. She looked around and found all the seats were taken...she was so engrossed that she didn't even noticed anything.
"Yes...Please." she replied in her pleasing voice and faint smile.
The man sat down. He looked ordinary at first but when she looked closely...he was a big man. His biceps broad and tight...his body bulkier...his chest broad with his hair poking out of his three open buttons.
"Are you Shweta's mother ?" He asked.
"Yes...I am...how do you know her ? She replied looking at him with impression while his son played in his lap.
"Ohhh You have such a beautiful daughter... actually he is in the same class with her...we have met once." He replied.
"Ohh...She is very adorable. Your son is very cute too." She replied. Looking at the kid with caressing smile. The boy turned his face around and burried in his father's chest although he continued looking at her.
"I am Maksood by the way." He said offering his hand.
"Kasturi...Niceee to meet you." She replied shaking his hand and crying at the harness of it.
A touch was enough to turn him on.
The programme was getting longer...with unnecessary delays and all. It was getting hotter too. Kasturi had started sweating already. She was all pissed off... about how longer it were going to take. In the mean time she chatted with Maksood...who was now unable to keep his eyes off her.
He looked as if...he was drinking her all in. Kasturi too...had noticed such penetrating gaze after a long time...she were turned on too.
About half an hour later Shweta returned. She too was drained out. Her performance was placed at last...the rehearsal and all had exhausted her out completely.
She wanted to get on her Mother's arms... Kasturi was drained off too. She was struggling to pick her up.
"Let me help you Kasturi." Said Maksood picking up the baby girl in his lap along with his son.
"Thankyou very much." Said Kasturi and they started walking towards the parking lot.
"Thank You so very much...I don't know how I will repay your such lovely gesture." Kasturi said.
"Well...you don't need to be so generous." He replied.
"No Seriously." She replied.
"Well we came here on a cab and if you won't mind...Can you drop us off home ?" Maksood said.
"Only if you drive." Kasturi said.
The kids were on the back seat and Maksood pulled out of the school premises...the Audi roared on the empty Sunday road.
"Mama I am hungry. I want milk." Shweta said.
Kasturi's face fell off hearing her voice. She igonred her once but then she started repeating it.
Home was away...and hence Kasturi decided to shift on the back seat.
As she unhooked her blouse and bra her eyes were constantly looking at Maksood who already had adjusted the mirror to have a clear look.
Kasturi didn't angered... rather like old times her body defied and her nipples were rock hard.
She had Shweta covered under her veil.
The boy was looking at Kasturi now. He pointed that he wanted that too...
"All men are interested in only one thing..." Kasturi has rather said it too loudly for it to be heard by Maksood. Hearing her thoughs...his smile broadened.
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Three Years Later.
"Mama...wake up why are you asleep so late ?", Said Shweta the three year old daughter from Bhairav (the coach of Rohan)
Kasturi and Bhairav were still in touch although he didn't revealed her the fact that he was married at the time they were making love. She was angry first but later she made compromise to the fact that it was never going to be the same, but she was blessed with a beautiful angel in her life.
Kasturi had been dreaming of her slutty days and her fingers were burried in between her legs...She were all over the bed in her dishevelled pink night suit.
Hearing her angel's voice she opened her eyes...her racy dream once again shattered by the promise she made to herself of not to in any sexual relationship for now ahead she had to be a perfect mother.
But lately these dreams were getting more often than ever...her body defied her promise every single second. The slightest of attention was enough for her to be turned on. She was indeed in her 30s.
Kasturi picked her up in her arms shifted all her attention to caring of her child. She spent most of her time at the farmhouse they had purchased with her daughter.
Shweta was indeed an angel...she was the complete replica of her mother. With her little hands she unwrapped her mother's breasts and started feeding herself. Despite Kasturi efforts... Shweta was far ahead from giving up her mother's milk. Kasturi wasn't annoyed anomore once she start drinking her off.
"Get ready Mama...today is parents teacher meeting...we can't wait more." Shweta said in her childlike voice.
Kasturi didn't liked much this idea of continuous PTA meeting in her playschool but it was her duty. She took herself off and went inside the bathroom.
She dropped her robe in front of a big mirror and looked at her reflection in the broad daylight.
She was like always very beautiful and graceful....her body has gathered some weight post her motherhood but it has only worked in favour of her...her curves were more toned now...her things were thicker and her ass rounder. The perfect V created in between her thighs not revealing anything at all now. Her intimate hair grown all over the place...shinier and blacker.
She couldn't believe she were in the very same body...the way she used be well groomed and shaved off all the time. She decided to get over it and picked up the razor.
An hour later she was in Shweta's school...her daughter besides her. The two angels on their way to concour the whole world.
As soon as she saw her friends...Shweta took off to be with them... leaving her mother all alone again.
Kasturi had been wearing a black saree with red sleeveless blouse. The men who came on PTAs were always on time afterall on this day they weren't labelled creep if they stared.
Kasturi sat on a chair in the middle...and engulfed soon in her phone.
"Would you mind if I sit besides you ?" Said a manly voice.
Kasturi looked up...there was a tall man with a kid in his arms. She looked around and found all the seats were taken...she was so engrossed that she didn't even noticed anything.
"Yes...Please." she replied in her pleasing voice and faint smile.
The man sat down. He looked ordinary at first but when she looked closely...he was a big man. His biceps broad and tight...his body bulkier...his chest broad with his hair poking out of his three open buttons.
"Are you Shweta's mother ?" He asked.
"Yes...I am...how do you know her ? She replied looking at him with impression while his son played in his lap.
"Ohhh You have such a beautiful daughter... actually he is in the same class with her...we have met once." He replied.
"Ohh...She is very adorable. Your son is very cute too." She replied. Looking at the kid with caressing smile. The boy turned his face around and burried in his father's chest although he continued looking at her.
"I am Maksood by the way." He said offering his hand.
"Kasturi...Niceee to meet you." She replied shaking his hand and crying at the harness of it.
A touch was enough to turn him on.
The programme was getting longer...with unnecessary delays and all. It was getting hotter too. Kasturi had started sweating already. She was all pissed off... about how longer it were going to take. In the mean time she chatted with Maksood...who was now unable to keep his eyes off her.
He looked as if...he was drinking her all in. Kasturi too...had noticed such penetrating gaze after a long time...she were turned on too.
About half an hour later Shweta returned. She too was drained out. Her performance was placed at last...the rehearsal and all had exhausted her out completely.
She wanted to get on her Mother's arms... Kasturi was drained off too. She was struggling to pick her up.
"Let me help you Kasturi." Said Maksood picking up the baby girl in his lap along with his son.
"Thankyou very much." Said Kasturi and they started walking towards the parking lot.
"Thank You so very much...I don't know how I will repay your such lovely gesture." Kasturi said.
"Well...you don't need to be so generous." He replied.
"No Seriously." She replied.
"Well we came here on a cab and if you won't mind...Can you drop us off home ?" Maksood said.
"Only if you drive." Kasturi said.
The kids were on the back seat and Maksood pulled out of the school premises...the Audi roared on the empty Sunday road.
"Mama I am hungry. I want milk." Shweta said.
Kasturi's face fell off hearing her voice. She igonred her once but then she started repeating it.
Home was away...and hence Kasturi decided to shift on the back seat.
As she unhooked her blouse and bra her eyes were constantly looking at Maksood who already had adjusted the mirror to have a clear look.
Kasturi didn't angered... rather like old times her body defied and her nipples were rock hard.
She had Shweta covered under her veil.
The boy was looking at Kasturi now. He pointed that he wanted that too...
"All men are interested in only one thing..." Kasturi has rather said it too loudly for it to be heard by Maksood. Hearing her thoughs...his smile broadened.
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