Incest KAMLA AUR 3 PARIWAR (completed) by maalan

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KAMLA AUR 3 PARIWAR

by maalan

1st April 2011

https://www.xossip.com/showthread.php?t=1000907

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IN THIS STORY U FIND EVERY THING -INCEST, MAID SEX , THREERSOME ,LACTATING .........................ETC
MAINLY THERE ARE THREE PARIWAR AND MANY CHARACTERS..............
ALL HAVE AFAIRS with each other...................

SO FRIENDS ENJOY THE STORY............................................................(STORY SOURCE : From INTERNET) ............................................

CHARACTERS INTRO...........
01. KAMLA AND shyam (WIFE -HUSBAND)
Kamla - age -33 ,figure 36-30-34 (big boobs and butts)
shyam- 35 , 7 inch cock .

02. Ajit (their only son very naughty)
age xxxxx
03. MAYA -RAM (SASU MAA and SASUR)
MAYA -46 ( FIG -40-34-36)
Ramchndra – 51 WITH 8 INCH COCK ......

03.AND MANY MORE..................

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Kamla ne apne blouse ko kheench kar button lagaya. Usne mehsus kia ki uske boobey adhey se jyada bahar nikal rahe they. Apni alhad jawani ko dekh wo man hi man muskura uthi.
Just then ajit woke up. Her eighteen year old son loved what he saw. His sexy mother with just her petticoat and blouse standing in front of the mirror pressing her boobs and trying to close the last two buttons of her skimpy blouse.
Ajit couldnt resist himself from going and hugging her from behind. he closed his arms on her waist and rested his palms on her deep sexy navel below which hung the lightly tied petticoat. "mummy ! doodh do na" he murmured.
Kamla loved the caress of her navel by her young son. It was the first time her loving son had grabbed her in this fashion. She felt a warm shiver in her body. Not realising what it meant she turned back and hugged Ajit.
Ajit felt the soft boobs on his cheeks. He loved the touch. unknowingly his hands slid down and grabbed kamla's bulging soft ass.
"Chal tujhe dudh deti hun mere pyaare bete." and she went towards the kitchen. Ajit saw her sexy hips and the black underwear outline thru her thin white petticoat. he felt some heat in his pecker. Some new good feeling....
Today was not the first time kamla was in her blouse and petticoat in front of ajit. But the feelings in Ajits mind were different than usual. He gorged his eyes on his moms sexy curves and the protruding boobs. Her luscious ass were a sight he found delightful. He wanted to grab them but something stopped him.
“have your milk and go out to play”. Kamla patted ajit on his cheeks and walked out to her bedroom. Ajit gulped down the milk and ran to the bedroom. He saw his mom tying the sari.”Why aren’t you going ajit?” asked kamal. “Don’t feel like going out today. I will stay at home.”. “As you wish dear” said kamla as she pulled her petticoat two inches below her navel and appreciated her own navel in the mirror. Ajit noticed it and felt the heat again in his loins.
In the evening Shyam came home tired. But his pecker got wild on seeing his sexy wife’s smile and her deep navel. He grabbed her boobs as soon as he closed the door behind him. Kamla squealed in delight “ Ajit is inside, studying” immediately shyam left her boobs. But couldn’t resist grabbing her ass and giving a full kiss on her luscious lips.
Kamla realised his mood and immediately went to her room and removed her sari.
She served food to both father and son in her loosely tied petticoat and skimpy blouse. Every time she bent down was a feast for shyam and ajit. Shyam pressed her ass at every possible chance and once even tried to insert his finger in her ass when ajit was not looking (or so he thought).
The dinner turned out to be a sexy affair. Needless to say the night was one romp for kamla and shyam. Ajit slept blissfully thinking of his mom. The orgasms and moans of kamla were much more than what they had in the last one month.
Next morning shyam insisted that kamla stay in this attire everyday. Kamla protested saying it is not good with ajit around. Shyam told her ajit was too young and he loved seeing the sexy curves accentuated by her tight petticoat.
She woke up ajit and sent him off to school. After her bath where she played with her pussy more than an hour she searched for and wore an old blue petticoat which could hardly contain her ass. The sleeveless blouse with the deep cut just about managed to contain her bra , which in turn could hardly contain half her boobs.
Ajit was wide eyed when he saw his mom on returning home. He immediately hugged her. Kamla loved the hug and squeezed him tight. His mouth rubbing her boobs.
She loved the new attention her son was giving her. While serving food she realized the looks ajit was giving her boobs. Somehow she enjoyed showing off her boobs to him by bending every now and them.
As usual he slept on her bed near her in the afternoon. But today he hardly slept. His hand on her tummy, his eyes observing the rise and fall of her boobs……
Kamla felt a bit ashamed when she saw her petticoat riding upto her thighs when she woke up. Ajit’s hand on her navel and one leg on her thigh. But she loved her son. Gave him a soft kiss and went to the kitchen.
In the evening shyam couldn’t resist himself. He pulled up her petticoat, put aside her panty and entered her in the kitchen itself. “don’t moan so loudly. Ajit is at home.” Whispered shyam. “Itni jor se karoge to main apne aap ko kaise rokun.” Moaned kamla.
Luckily they managed to finish off before ajit came in.
Slowly kamla found the routine interesting with her son hugging and pawing her at every possible opportunity. With summer setting in she started wearing her blouse without the bra. More pleasure for the son and father. Slowly ajit had started touching her boobs making some excuse or other. Kamla noticed it and decided to make it a more sexier relationship but within her limits.
Next day onwards she would come out of the bath wearing only her petticoat and put on her bra and blouse in front of him. Ajit feasted his eyes and would hug her after that. But once he was unable to control himself and hugged her before she put on her blouse. Her hard nipples in his mouth. Kamla couldn’t control her moan or her son. She grabbed his hairs and pulled him tighter. His cock pressing into her thighs. She liked the tight cock on her thighs. The kiss and biting of her boobs lasted a short time but gave a new window to their relationship.
Now kamla had become careless and more enterprising with her dressing at home in front of her son. Hardly trying to cover her boom boom boobs. Sometimes just a thin towel or sometimes just her see thru bra. The cut in her petticoat was now more open. Giving enough chance for ajit to slide his hand in and grab her ass whenever he hugged and kissed her. But it was very clear that this show of affection was limited to daytime when shyam was not at home. And it was limited to kissing and hugging. Licking the nipples would be a bonus ajit got once in a while. He craved more and more for it…………



The heat at home was now beyond the control of kamla or shyam or ajit. Kamla would openely hug shyam and kiss him even when ajit was at home. It had become difficult for shyam and kamla to control their sexual urges. The lust in their minds had gone beyond control. Ajit was a mute but active participant in that lust game. He would grab his cock and start fisting in his room as soon as his topless mom went out to the kitchen. The way his mom used to openely seduce shyam in the evening was a cock raising affair for ajit.

Kamla used to seductively open her blouse in front of shyam. Go to him and ask him to unhook the bra. Shyam unable to control himself would grab her luscious boobs and rub his cock to her ass without worrying if Ajit was looking from his room. When Ajit actually was always waiting and ogling at his moms breasts. Kamla would seductively run away from shyam and put on her blouse. Keeping just the two top buttons hooked. The lower half was kept open to show the bulging breasts trying to burst out. Sometimes the lower buttons would be hooked and the top revealing the boobs in their full glory.

The cut on the petticoat would be kept wide open on the left side generally. The panty would be missing most of the time. The silky smooth skin of her thigh glowing radiantly. Sometimes the slit would go to the rear and give a good glimpse of her big bums.

The limits were slowly getting crossed. It became normal for Ajit to see his mom in his dads lap kissing vigorously. Shyam felt a bit awkward initially but kamla made him forget the shyness. She would make him do things openely. Only kamla in her heart knew who she was actually enticing…….

“Aaj brkfst me kya hai?” Ajit asked as he grabbed his mom from behind and rubbed his hard cock on her ass. “Just toast butter !” Kamla replied as she happily allowed her son to grind his cock on her ass. As he pressed his cock in her asscrack his hands traveled to her boobs. Today the lower buttons were open. He felt the soft skin of her boobs. Kamla couldn’t control herself as his right hand grabbed her left boob and his left hand went in her petticoat slit and caressed her thighs wishing to enter her pussy……..

Kamla somehow controlled herself and turned. She gave him a full kiss and asked him to go and sit on the table for brkfst.
“koi fruit khayega?”. “haan mum. Give me the mangoes!” replied ajit with a cunning smile staring boldly at her big balls. Kamla smiled back and stood near him seductively rubbing her boobs on his head. “ mummy ke aam khayega?, bada chaalak ho gaya hai.”. “kitne din ho gaye, aaj khane do na… please….”. kamla could not have said no.

Instictively her hands went to her blouse and opened the two buttons. She held her big mango and offered her nipple for Ajit. He started biting and licking them leaving his brkfst. The pleasure was too strong for kamla. She went weak in her knees and sat down on his laps. Rubbing her ass on his hard erect cock she moaned with pleasure as ajit devoured her mangoes. AJIT quickly take out both mangoes(boobs) and suck them like ripe mango.ajit said "mummy mujha ras pina ha". "Beta avi nahi hai jab ras ho to pila na".she reply. Kneading the other as he slurped the other. It never occurred to both that Ajits hand had somehow started caressing her pussy from the top of her petticoat. The orgasm that kamla had was much stronger than what she ever had with her husband. Ajit ejaculated in his pants much before.

Another limit got crossed on that day. Kamla realized that it would now be difficult to hide her feelings for her son in front of her husband. So she decided to open it slowly………