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It was my last year in our old neighborhood. I loved to walk back and forth to college which was a mile from our house. Each day I went by a precollege which was halfway between our house and college.

On one of those days, I came upon a couple of kids teasing and tormenting a kid girl outside the precollege. I broke it up and continued to walk home. I noticed the girl they harassed followed me for a few blocks before I lost sight of her.

Days after this incident the same girl would be waiting by the college for me to pass and then follow me. I didn't think anything of it as she was probably using me to stop the kids from picking on her. After a couple of weeks of this routine, I noticed she went up a walkway to a large house with large bushes on both sides. One day when I walked by I spotted a woman inside the entrance of the hidden walkway. As I passed, she quietly whispered, "Excuse me, Sir. Could I talk to you?"



I stopped, not sure if she was going to accuse me of trying to lure this girl or what. I uneasily responded, "Um, sure. Anything wrong?"

"Please follow me and I'll explain," she said as she went up to the house and waited for me and the girl to enter. After we were in, she removed the covering on her head, revealing her beautiful face. She told her daughter to sit at the table with me. She had a nice accent, unlike what I expected from her attire.

She introduced herself as Aditi and her daughter as Comlai as she went to the kitchen and brought out a plate of warm cookies and two glasses of milk. She set them down in front of us and sat opposite us at the table.

Comlai picked up a cookie and devoured it. Aditi smiled and told me she was grateful for me protecting her daughter. When Comlai finished Aditi told her to go to her room and play.

When I began to eat the delicious cookie I felt a bump on my leg. Looking down I eyed a beautiful, short-haired, black cat walking around my legs. I picked her up and she immediately curled in my lap, purring while I petted her. I loved cats and knew where to scratch her neck and head to give her the attention she wanted.

I asked, "And who is this cute girl? I really love cats. Her fur is really sleek."

Aditi smiled wide and said, "Her name is Dinah. She likes a lot of attention. My husband hates cats."

That was the first indication she wasn't on board with her marriage. She kept a cat her husband hated and the cat's name was of Jewish origin. That couldn't have set well with her  husband.



Unwilling to further explain the details concerning her cat, she informed me she wanted to thank me earlier but her husband was home and she couldn't talk to another man with him present. He was doing business in the middle east now. She seized the opportunity to thank me.

She was had married her wealthy husband at 22 when she was pregnant with Comlai. She admitted she was naive and easily influenced with the prestige and money afforded to her. Even though their love was brief, she remained with him honoring her obligation. She wasn't religious but she made an effort to observe some of the rules to satisfy her husband.

We talked for over an hour getting acquainted with each other. Marrying young to a rich Middle Eastern businessman had its advantages as she was able to attend private colleges. I found her to be intelligent and educated as we discussed our lives. She inquired about my studies and we talked at length. She was witty and injected humor into our conversation resulting in us laughing through much of the talk. Sex didn't enter my mind as I connected with this highly educated and charming young lady.

For the next six months, we met dozens of times on my walks home when her husband was out of town. We spent hours together giggling and talking while I pampered Dinah with my affection. I enjoyed the time with Aditi, feeling at ease with her pleasant demeanor. I looked forward to walking home in the hope that she'd be waiting for me. Her daughter still kept her distance following me home each day.

Concerned that Comlai might mention my visits to her father, I asked Aditi whether there would be a problem if her daughter disclosed my visits. She told me her husband never wanted a daughter and as a consequence didn't talk or listen to her. She isolated Comlai from him as much as possible and they became experts at keeping secrets.



She never uncovered more than the fabric on her head. I wasn't able to see her beautiful body concealed beneath. We became best friends, probably the strangest and most secret friendship in town. That was the hardest part when Mom mentioned to me we were going to move after graduation.

Aditi and I decided we wouldn't keep in touch through email or letters in the chance she might get caught. We both fought back tears on our final visit as we knew we wouldn't see each other again. I didn't tell Mom about Aditi even when she questioned me why I was depressed for the first few months after we relocated.

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Aditi brought me back from my memories bringing me up to date with her life. Her husband divorced her six months ago, desiring a younger wife and one that could provide him with a son. He left Aditi with the house, a large sum of money and Comlai before he moved back to the Middle-East.

She was more than happy with the arrangement. She wanted another child and wanted the father to be intelligent and sensitive. She loved our talks together and wanted her child to inherit my traits. When she heard the details of our business through her wealthy friends, she seized the opportunity to conceive a baby with me.



She thought she would be content once the first session was finished. She was hesitant to reconnect with me for the sole purpose to get pregnant. That's why she concealed herself through our first coupling. After our initial rendezvous, she wanted to meld the lust we shared during our sexual liaison with the emotional relationship we shared in the past. She decided to reveal herself this time and I couldn't have been happier.

We talked for over an hour as we connected again. We explored each other if we hadn't felt a nude body before. Thinking I was probably influenced by her beauty, I didn't tell her I was in love with her, maybe hadn't fallen out of love from our time together before. Better take it slow I thought, chuckling to myself, thinking the definition of a slow courtship probably didn't mean madly fucking and then dating afterward.



I rolled on top of her and we kissed like lovers. Our tongues explored our connected open mouths as we fought to press our bodies together as one. I was hard again and wanted to make love to this woman. We locked eyes as I guided my stiff prick into her wet, receptive hole.

I caressed her full breasts as I sunk my cock to the depths of her hungry cunt. We fucked as lovers caressing each other as we enjoyed the stimulation of my cock smoothly gliding in and out of her pussy. We kissed and hugged each other, enjoying the contact of our hot sweaty bodies. Her body melted into mine as I attempted to satisfy her sex-starved cunt.

Increasing the pace of our fuck, I furiously stroked in and out of her tight snatch. We mashed our mouths together as our sexual liaison intensified.



Barely able to talk, I gushed, "You are so hot and sexy. I loved our time together in the past and now we're joined completely. I'm not letting you go again." I again locked my mouth to hers as we neared a mutual orgasm.

As my prick expanded with hot blood signaling my impending orgasm, she released my mouth to huskily shriek, "Fuck me hard! Fuck me like I'm your mom! Fill my pussy as you do with your mother's."

Images of Mom and I fucking flashed through my mind as blood poured into my expanding shaft. My balls contracted as they shot out the reservoir of hot sperm generated in the last hour. Her body shivered and shook as we enjoyed our synchronized orgasms.

Drained from our intense love-making session, I left my prick soaking in her drenched cunt enjoying the moment of post-coital bliss. I broke the silence by softly asking, "You know? About my mother?"

"Of course I know. With a mother as beautiful and sexy as yours and with you as a son, it was inevitable. She is so hot I wouldn't mind spending some intimate time with her. And if you were my son I would have fucked you long ago. She is a lucky mother to have a hunky, horny son."

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I was still embedded in her soaked pussy as I listened to her. I slowly pulled out as I softened, kissing her as we parted. I looked at the clock and realized we had been together far too long. Tamanna was coming over in half an hour. Regrettably, I was going to have to end our session.

I told her we needed to continue this later because my aunt was visiting. Feeling more like a lover than a client, I told her I was going to tell Mom to reimburse her. She quickly told me under no circumstances would I tell Mom to do that. She was going to repeat our sessions until my college was completely paid for.

We talked several more minutes, then I stood up to leave. Looking down at her beautiful sexy body with my cum drooling out of her pussy an idea formed. I asked, "Did you really mean it when you said you would want to be with my mom?"

"Oh yea, she is so sexy. I would love to explore her body," she lustfully stammered.





I lifted her knees up and spread her legs wide so when Mom entered the room she'd see Aditi's black, hairy pussy drooling out ropes of white semen. "Stay like this, I have a feeling you're in for a treat," I said as I felt my cock stir, admiring the sexy display.

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As I was leaving, she quietly pleaded, "Sunny, could we get together again, like on a date? I've missed you so much. I'll understand if you don't want to be involved with a woman bringing children into the relationship."

Seeing her fearful expression, I walked over to her and kissed her sensuously promising, "I'd love nothing more than to see you again. We're going to be going out on a lot of dates and Mom will be happy to babysit Comlai and Dinah while we're out on the town. I've missed you, too." Her look of fear turned to an expression of joy as she pondered our future together.

I left the door open as I walked down the hall, meeting Mom at the end. As we met I hugged and passionately kissed her. She reached down and clutched my cum soaked prick. She scbangd the sides as she pulled her hand along the length of my shaft before bringing it up to her mouth. She smiled as she jested, "I love the taste of your cum, but I hope you left some in our client. I'd hate for you to have to do another repeat."

I quickly replied, "No worries, Mom. She wasn't here for a baby. She came back for me."

She looked taken aback. "I think I am jealous now. She paid for another session just to fuck my son?"

"Relax Mom. She's very sweet and we're old friends. I'm really attracted to her." I reached in her robe with one hand and teased her hard, engorged nipple while kissing her again. My other hand went through the opening in her robe in search of her hairy pussy. As I pushed three fingers into her wet slot I said, "Mom, even if I love other women, we'll still be here for each other. There is nothing stronger than the love of a mother and son. It's a special bond separate from other relationships."



We kissed again and I could see the love in her eyes acknowledging the sinful relationship we'd always have. I removed my hands so she could go meet Aditi. Ending my kiss I whispered, "After all, you don't want to be mad at your future daughter-in-law, do you?"

Her panting was still rapid from the short time we connected together. She kissed me in return and said, "I really hope you've found a girl who can provide you with the love you deserve. That would make me the happiest Mother ever."

As I left for my room I quipped, "Mom, since you like my cum so much I don't think our client would mind sharing." I stayed at the bottom of the stairs while Mom went down the hall to meet Aditi. She entered our bedroom and seconds later her robe went flying out the door, landing on the hallway floor. I heard her screech, "Sunny left such a mess here. Let me clean you up." Sounds of sexual pleasure emanated from our room as I went upstairs to take my shower.

When finished I looked out the window and noticed Tamanna walking down the sidewalk half a block away. I had taken longer than I thought with Aditi and now my aunt was arriving early. I quickly dressed and ran down the stairs to Mom's room. Aditi and Mom were eating each other's hairy cunts and were in the throes of sexual oral bliss.

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"Mom, Tamanna is arriving early. I'll keep her in the garden while you two finish." No acknowledgment came from either woman as they continued to concentrate on their sexual bonding.

I ran outside and met Tamanna as she was nearing the front door. Wrapping my arm in hers I escorted her to the garden around the side of our house. Stalling for time, I walked her through the beds telling her our plans for each. I managed to waste twenty minutes when my aunt looked up and saw movement in the house. "Who's the woman with your mom? I haven't seen her before."

I replied, "Oh, she's a friend Mom had over. Looks like they're running late. We'll be ready to go to the movies and dinner as we planned. Don't worry, it'll just be my favorite two ladies with me tonight."

She smiled at my answer and we walked up to the house to wait. Minutes later Mom came back in the house greeting us with a sexy smile. Her floral dress looked fabulous on her. It was shorter than normal and it was obvious she wore no bra as her pointy nipples pushed out the thin fabric. She looked stunning and Tamanna looked surprised when she gazed at Mom's exquisite beauty.



She stared intently at my mother's provocative sexy dress but didn't say anything as we went out to the car. We decided on dinner first as we were hungry. My attention was focused on Mom from her hard nipples poking out the thin material. I felt guilty ignoring my sexy aunt. Her blue lace bra was visible under her tight, sheer blouse and I wondered if her tits were as sexy as Mom's. As I stared at her bra I chuckled to myself wondering if Mom told her my favorite lingerie color was blue.

The hostess at the restaurant greeted us and said, "Hi, Shriya. Glad to see you again. I'll seat you in a nice booth."

"Thanks, Pragya. We'll be right behind you," Mom replied.

Pragya walked us to a secluded booth at the end of a long room. As usual, Mom and I sat on one side and Tamanna sat opposite us. As Mom slid in her dress moved up to reveal her sexy thighs. Sitting down, I noticed the table was far enough away from the seat enabling me to easily see Mom's bare legs. Thankfully, Tamanna couldn't see anything from her position.

As soon as Pragya left, I asked, "Mom, how do you know her? Do you come here often?"

"I met her here about a couple of months ago. She's a good server and I enjoy my visits with her. She's very nice and friendly. You'll like her."

Before I could ask any more questions, Pragya arrived to take our orders. She remained at our table, engaging us in a friendly conversation. She was tall and very thin. I doubt if she broke a hundred on the scales but she had toned muscles and didn't look unhealthily thin. Her casual talking transitioned to flirting as if she were competing with the two beautiful women accompanying me. Mom and Tamanna encouraged her flirtations as Pragya twirled the ends of her short, black, silky hair. I noticed her stealing glimpses of Mom's exposed thighs. All too soon she departed to place our order.

I lustfully stared at her long legs as she walked away. She wore the same skirt as the other servers but due to her height, it looked a lot shorter. Her skirt waistline was positioned higher also, probably because she knew how to flaunt her best asset. I'm sure she received large tips because of her long, lithe legs. Her breasts were hidden beneath her blouse but I surmised they were small, enabling her to go braless. She was the type of girl I'd date at college as she had the same facial features as Mom and my aunt.



As soon as she left Tamanna began kidding me about Pragya's flirting and said she thought Pragya had a crush on me. My face was flushed as Mom moved over close to me wrapping her arm around me as if she was consoling me. She jokingly scorned Tamanna. "Now stop it, Sis. You're embarrassing my poor son. Besides, I think he likes older women."

"Is it true, Sunny? You like the more experienced woman?" my aunt piped as she sexily looked at me.

Thinking briefly of telling her how I love fucking my horny mom, I instead decided to end our discussion. "You two need to stop it. A gentleman doesn't kiss and tell."

They both smiled and Tamanna excused herself to go to the restroom. As soon as she was out of earshot, I looked over to admire Mom's sexy body. " Mom. You reek of sex. I want to take you home and devour you. Tamanna was really impressed too. Did you see the way she stared at you?"

"I have a lot of outfits I can't wait to try on for you. I think Tamanna believed she's the only sexy slut in the family. She's probably jealous because you're looking at me more than her. I wonder what she'd think if she knew I wasn't wearing panties either."

Openly leering at her sexy, bare thighs, I lustfully said, "She is quite the looker, much like her sister."

She reached over grabbing my pants, bending my stiff prick as she jokingly remarked, "Watch it buster, Tamanna is my baby sister. Behave yourself."

Seeing her sister coming back to the table, she released my prick and whispered, "But not too much."

Mom and Tamanna immediately engaged in conversation and I wondered if Mom was aware of Tamanna's hard nipples poking out the material of her blouse. It was obvious she had removed her bra in the bathroom. I wondered if she were competing with Mom or Pragya.



Feeling Mom's legs bumping against me was confirmation she also noticed Tamanna's display. Grabbing my cloth napkin I moved it below the table and placed it on my leg. I reached over and slid my hand up and down Mom's exposed leg. As my hand ventured higher, I felt the heat from her groin as my hand stopped at her closed thighs.

While still immersed in her discussion with Tamanna, she moved her left leg over allowing me access to her treasure. I slowly ran my hand up under her skirt to the top of her luscious thigh. The side of my hand stopped as it hit her mound of fur. Putting pressure on her pussy, I sawed up and down her slit with the edge of my hand. Squirming on the seat, she managed to bring her pussy up for easier access. I ran my fingers up and down her outer lips causing her juices to flow.



As I inserted two fingers into her steaming snatch, her left hand came down under the table. Thinking she was going to pull my hand away, I was surprised to see her moving her skirt up to her waist exposing her pelvis. Her hand went back to the top of the table as she continued to engage Tamanna. It was the perfect cover for me to play with Mom's pussy at will. I buried another finger into her wet hole and massaged her sensitive walls.

I had my hand upside down in an uncomfortable position while I played with her pussy. I couldn't stroke in and out as my arm would move, alerting Tamanna. Moving my fingers around her leaking pussy, I stimulated it as if I were fucking her. She was having a hard time breathing as she talked to her sister and her voice cracked when I ran my fingers over her engorged clit.

She was nearing orgasm when I noticed Pragya arriving with a large serving tray. As she placed Tamanna's plate in front of her, I started to pull my fingers out of Mom's excited pussy to allow her to lower her skirt. Her hand quickly lowered to my hand shoving my fingers back down to the depths of her clasping channel.

She held my hand in her pussy, covering mine along with her mound of hair. Pragya placed my plate in front of me and I could see her looking down at our hands clamped tight to Mom's pussy. She picked up Mom's plate and leaned hard into me squashing her soft tit into my shoulder muttering, "Pardon my reach." She slowly placed Mom's plate down while her eyes were locked onto our erotic display. Mom's gaze was fixated on Pragya's expression to gauge her reaction to our wanton, sexual exhibition.



Pragya lingered, smiled wide, pulled back and asked us if we needed anything else. As she turned to leave, Mom stuttered, "Pragya, would you mind grinding some fresh pepper on my pasta?" Mom leaned back and moved her hand away from mine and shoved it under her ass enabling her to push her pussy up making the display even more erotic.

Pragya smiled wide, retrieving the pepper mill and leaned over to comply with Mom's request. As she pushed her breast into my shoulder, Mom sexily smiled and kept her eyes fixated on Pragya, who was intently staring at Mom's pussy, stuffed full of my fingers. Lifting her groin up a few inches provided Pragya with a clear view of her hairy snatch stuffed full of my fingers. As Pragya's eyes were locked on Mom's groin, I moved my wet, slick fingers out and back to the bottom.

I glanced over at Tamanna, fearing she would see Pragya mesmerized at our exhibition but was relieved when I noticed she was concentrating on her plate of pasta.

"That's probably enough pepper," I said. She stopped cranking the shaker but lingered to stare at Mom's voyeuristic display. Pragya's breath was short and rapid as she backed up and asked us if there was anything else we needed. Mom told her we were good and thanked her for the great service.



Pragya sexily smiled as she turned and walked away. I intensified my attack on Mom's pussy as it would be overly suspicious now if I left my left hand under the table for much longer. As Mom ate her peppery entree, I mauled her sensitive pussy. Her face was flushed and her pussy pulsated in anticipation of a climax. Moving my forefinger and thumb up to the top of her slit, I rolled and squeezed her slick, engorged clit. Stroking it as she would do to my prick, I soon felt her orgasm commence.

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She shrieked as her pussy shook and let loose with a flood of juices as she came on my intruding hand. Tamanna looked up and seeing my Mom's flushed face exclaimed, "Shriya, are you feeling okay? You look like you're burning up."

Mom grabbed her glass of water and took a few big gulps and managed to spout, "Maybe too much pepper at once. I'm okay now." Satisfied with her sister's answer, Tamanna resumed eating. I removed my hand from Mom's soaked pussy, wiping my fingers off on my napkin. After I moved my soiled cloth over to Mom's leaking slit, her hand came down to take over. After cleaning up her juices, Mom placed my soaked napkin on my leg and moved her skirt back down. Mom and Tamanna continued talking as if nothing had happened. When we were finished eating I reached down and brought my napkin up to my face as if I were wiping my mouth but instead deeply inhaled Mom's pussy scent.

Mom smiled and bumped her leg acknowledging my action. Pragya showed up with the check and asked us if we needed anything else. She smiled as she teased, "Perhaps some Cream Pie would be good?"

Mom replied, "Not now Pragya, perhaps later. Thanks though." Tamanna didn't act wise to their secretive talk as Pragya smiled wide and walked away. Mom paid with cash leaving a generous tip. I wondered if she was giving Pragya hush money or was it because she liked her.



Tamanna stood to leave as I did the same to let Mom exit. As they walked out I turned to the table to rearrange my prick which had hardened at an odd angle. I reached down and adjusted my cock to point straight up along my stomach in a more comfortable position.

I turned to leave and practically ran over Pragya. She smiled as if she knew what I had been doing and walked up close enough that the mixture of her light perfume and sweat swept over me. Her face was inches from mine before she spoke. Our eyes locked as she told me how much she enjoyed waiting on us. She moved closer pushing a soft firm breast into my arm and shoved her exposed thigh between my legs pressing it against my stiff prick.

Rubbing her leg back and forth on my covered cock, she said we should ask for her next time to get a good booth. Massaging my prick with her leg, she smiled and softly purred, "I wrote my schedule down for you. I would love to serve your party again."

Moving her closed fist to mine, she transferred the note to my hand. Expecting a piece of paper, I was pleasantly surprised to feel a flimsy, silky pair of panties. They were damp and warm, no doubt a result from watching our sexual display. I thanked her as I put her panties in my pants pocket.

I picked up my napkin soaked with Mom's juices and held it to her hand closing her fingers around it. I leaned into her pushing my hard cock into her thigh and whispered, "I'm afraid Mom made a mess of this napkin. She had to use it to clean up some leaking juices."

Pragya sucked in a deep breath of air and her eyes widened as she digested the taboo nature of our relationship. Her face turned from surprise to lust as she firmly took the soaked napkin from my hand.

I thanked her and said goodbye, leaving her to catch up to Mom and Tamanna. Halfway to the door, I turned to see her in the booth we were in. One hand was pressing the cum-drenched napkin to her face while her other hand was under the table. Knowing her pussy was getting a pounding as a result of Mom's scent and the knowledge that she witnessed a mother and son commit a sinful act made me smile wide as I left the restaurant.

At the theater, I sat between Mom and Tamanna. Mom wrapped her arm around me when the lights dimmed. I did the same to her and we leaned against each other. Knowing Tamanna couldn't see my roaming hand, I cupped Mom's braless tit as we watched the feature film. Mom leaned over close and whispered, "I know it doesn't matter, but you definitely have my full approval if you want to marry Aditi."

Remembering the image I had of those two locked in sex, I smiled and leaned back and whispered, "Of course it matters and I'm glad you like her. It means a lot to me."



My aunt noticed Mom's arm around me and put her around me leaning into me. The side of her soft braless tit was pressed into my side. With her other hand, she pulled my arm around her back to rest my hand on her waist. I had my arms around two beautiful women. Afraid of being as bold with Tamanna as my mom, I slowly slid my hand to below her breast holding onto her ribcage.

As the movie credits scrolled Mom to leave. Tamanna slumped in her chair causing her breast to fall in my hand. In an unconscious reaction, I squeezed her full breast. I quickly released her luscious tit, covering my action by saying, "Sorry Auntie. Guess I lost my balance for a moment."



She smiled and chuckled "I didn't notice anything, Sunny. Only a perfect gentleman that likes women and never tells."

Once again I had to adjust an uncomfortable stiff prick before we left to go home. It was a short ride back to our neighborhood. Mom stopped the car in front of Tamanna's house and told me to walk her sister to her door and then come right home. Remembering we had an appointment in less than two hours I knew I didn't have time to go in and talk.

After I walked my sexy aunt to her door, she turned to me and wrapped her arms around me in a tight hug. She rarely hugged me before tonight, catching me off-guard. Hot air hit my ear as she whispered, "I'm really happy you're here this summer and I love hanging out with you. Thank you for a wonderful evening."

She kissed me on the neck and tightened her hug. Her soft breasts mashed into my chest as she pushed her hips into my stiff prick. She backed off and gave me a sexy smile as she entered her house. I walked home with a raging hard-on. Reviewing the events of the past few days, it seemed clear that Aunt Tamanna was coming on to me. I wondered what Mom would think if I fucked her younger sister.



Opening our front door I bumped into Mom standing in the hallway. She had changed out of her dress and was wearing a tight white blouse tucked into a short, black, pleated skirt. "Wow, Mom. You look like a cheerleader, but way sexier. You're the definition of erotic."

"I have to keep up with your aunt, don't I?"

Changing the conversation she told me she hadn't personally met our client since the details were finalized online. We were to conduct our business in a hotel in another part of town, close to Trisha's place. It was twenty miles away. We had no time to waste. Our instructions stated I was to retrieve the room key at the front desk and I should be alone. Mom changed this part of the plan and insisted she go with me. I happily agreed as I loved our time together.



I pulled out Pragya's panties and told Mom I should put them in my room. Seeing her puzzled look, I told her Pragya had written her schedule down in order to get her as a server again. Mom looked excited as her thoughts went back to our public exhibition.

She lustfully retorted, "On her panties, no less. Maybe we should invite her over to give her a more intimate show." Smiling wide in agreement, I dropped Pragya's panties on the end table and wrapped my arm through Mom's as we walked out to the car.

On the drive to the hotel, I couldn't stop myself from running my hands up and down Mom's bare legs as she drove. Contented with feeling her sexy thighs I didn't venture up far enough to see if she was wearing any panties. Before I knew it we were pulling into the well-lit parking lot. The hotel was upscale which offered suites so at least it was going to be a pleasant room.

Exiting quickly I went around to the driver's side to help Mom out. As she moved her legs to the ground, her skirt rode up and my eyes locked onto her hairy bush. Evidently, Mom wasn't ever going to wear panties again. She held out her hands as an invitation to help her stand up. Once up she hugged me and whispered, "You see anything you like?"

I hoarsely answered, "Damn Mom. Why don't we rent a room and forget the client?"

"Don't worry Sunny. This is the last one for a while, and after you're done we're going to spend a lot of time together. Now let's fulfill our commitment."

We were early so we went to the bar and sat at a table in the back to wait. Mom ordered a glass of wine to drink while we waited for my appointment. Suddenly, she leaned close and whispered, "Don't be obvious but look over at the booth next to the bar. She's one of our prior clients. I hope she doesn't recognize me."



Scanning the crowd I located the couple Mom was talking about. I never saw their faces,  I knew right away she was the first one on our list. She wasn't going to notice anyone as her attention was riveted on a guy my age. I silently laughed when I realized they resembled each other.

Whispering back, I said, "I see them, Mom. You don't need to worry, they're not interested in anyone else."

"He looks young enough to be her son. I wonder why she hired us with such a nice young man to service her."

I replied, "He is her son. I might have initiated that. We kind of shared a mother-son fantasy during our session."

Mom jabbed me in the ribs as she giggled, "You're so bad. We should charge more for you providing sex therapy along with your sperm donation."

Looking at her watch, she said, "Okay Sunny. Time for your show." We both got up and held our hands together as she leaned into me and said she'd wait for me and wished me luck. I figured with one of our clients in the bar, Mom wasn't ready to take a chance and display public affection. Caught off guard, she wrapped her arms around me, hugged me tight and kissed me as a wife would do with her loving husband.

I reluctantly parted and headed to the front desk. The receptionist greeted me as I provided my last name. She searched the counter for a moment and handed me a paper holder containing a key card. She smiled as she commented, "Oh yes. I checked your lovely wife in earlier. Have a fun night, Sir."

On my way up to the room, I mentally analyzed the tone and expression from the clerk. She didn't sound sincere and I wondered how many high priced prostitutes they catered to. I swiped the door lock and entered the front room which was dimly lit from night lights.

I could see a lighted bedroom off to the side where I assumed the woman would be waiting. I quickly removed my clothes and made my way to the bedroom. A sheet covered the woman in the same manner as Mom's bed. It was evident Mom had given her explicit instructions on the procedure.

I greeted her and assured her I would be slow and gentle. Moving the sheet up to her knees revealed her lower legs. They were legs of a young woman and they were firm and toned. I caressed them, telling her how great they felt. When I thought she was relaxed enough, I pushed the sheet up to the tops of her thighs. I stroked her firm thighs marveling in the beauty of them.

They were like my mother's but a younger version. I recognized them as Aunt Tamanna's. I couldn't believe both of my closest family members thought they could fool me. I have been lusting these legs as long as I had Moms.



Wondering how she discovered our business, I recalled how she used to visit us in the old neighborhood and still had a lot of friends there. My thoughts snapped back on how to proceed. My lust for my beautiful aunt was going to be fulfilled and I wanted it to be special for both of us.

Should I do the same as I did to my mother, prolonging the seduction to the end? Will she pretend as my mother did? If my aunt wanted to fuck me, she was going to have to tell me to do it. I wasn't going to let her act like she's a client for long.

A sharp intake of air could be heard as I moved the sheet up to her midriff in one fast move. Her beautiful pussy was on display now. She was clean-shaven, not one hair on her mound. She must have spent some time preparing herself today as it looked smooth as glass. I moved up close and placed my hard shaft on the side of her leg as I caressed her creamy thighs. Her legs moved out exposing her wet gash. She was ready for her nephew to fuck her needy slot. I ran my fingers up and down her wet slit and inserted three fingers into her hole.



She was wet and ready. I finger fucked her cavern until she was moaning in pleasure. Capturing her clit between my fingers, I rolled the sensitive nub causing her to move her hips from side to side. She humped up trying to convince me to complete her fantasy. I moved the head of my prick to the mouth of her pussy and swirled it around her fat, wet lips. As she humped up to lodge it in her canal I backed off keeping it from entering.

Now was the time to taunt my beautiful aunt. "Your thighs are so smooth and sexy. I love feeling them," I commented as I massaged and caressed her meaty flesh. "My aunt's legs are like these. I've wanted to touch them for a long time. She's the sexiest woman I know and I would love to be doing this to her."

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She moaned louder and increased the movement of her hips. Her legs couldn't be any further apart granting me full access. I went back to playing with her pussy as I taunted, "Your pussy is perfect too. I imagine this is what my aunt's pussy looks like. It's begging for my hard prick."



I teased her pussy with my cock, poking in an inch and withdrawing several times before saying, "Your pussy is as hot and tight as a virgin's. I wish my aunt would ask me to fuck her. I really want to hear those words. Can you tell me that? Can you tell your nephew to fuck you hard!" I stuck my bloated head in her pussy several inches and quickly pulled it out, elevating her excited state.

She took hold of the sheet and threw it off the bed screaming, "Goddammit Sunny. Yes, I want my nephew to fuck me. Don't tease me anymore, shove your huge prick in your aunt's horny hole!"

Her lustful face conveyed the urgency of her desire to fuck her sister's son. I leaned down to kiss her as I slid my cock into her hot sheath. I lowered my weight on her as we locked our mouths together, tongue fucking each other as I slid the rest of the way into my sexy aunt.



Sliding my hands between our hot sweaty bodies, I grabbed her meaty breasts and mauled them, twisting her sensitive nipples as I fucked her hard. She pulled her mouth off to gasp for air. Her breasts heaved up and down against my chest as her excitement level increased. She was receiving the incestuous fucking she had fantasized the last several years. I continued my assault on her sensitive breasts as I hammered in and out of her drooling pussy.

She panted rapidly and groaned as her pussy was filled with more cock than she'd ever experienced. Her pussy walls snapped shut as I pulled my shaft back to her entrance, stretching out again as I forcefully plowed back in.

Before I was close to achieving my orgasm my aunt's pussy clamped down on my prick as she climaxed. Her contractions continued as I thrust in and out. Several strokes later she went limp from her quick and intense orgasm. I pulled out and was going to move off when she pulled me down tight as Mom had done.



She held me tight to her body as we gently caressed each other. Mom and she were similar in many ways, both of them desiring fleshy, close contact after making love. Melded together with my sexy aunt was a dream come true. I rose up to admire her. Scanning up and down her luscious body caused my prick to harden even more. Shifting my eyes up to her beautiful face, our eyes locked together connecting as lovers.

She smiled wide as she marveled, "You knew right away, didn't you? How did you know it was me?"

"I'd know those legs anywhere, I leer at them every time you visit. They're beautiful and sexy. You can't realize how many times I've fantasized about this," I revealed to her.

Raising up she reached out to hold my slick prick that had brought her to orgasm. She pushed me over on my back and positioned herself on my legs stroking my shaft with both of her hands. With a sexy look, she said, "Did one of your fantasies end like this?" She leaned down and licked her juices off my cock. Holding the base, she put the sensitive head in her mouth and cleaned it off with her rough tongue. She lowered her mouth down my pole much further than Mom had done. I felt it hit the back of her throat and was surprised she didn't gag. She pulled back to the top and slammed down again.



This was the best blow job I'd ever received. Her teeth lightly scbangd as she pulled up, then slammed back down. She fucked and sucked me with her mouth until my balls filled with cum and was ready to blow. She sensed it and lightly squeezed my balls as she sucked my ejaculating cock. She swallowed every drop of sticky cum and continued to massage my cock as it softened in her hot mouth. She pulled off my limp prick and grinned wide as she crawled up to rest on top of my body.

She nibbled at my ear as she whispered, "Was that one of the fantasies you've had of your horny aunt?"

"Way better than I could have ever dreamed up. You're the sexiest and hottest aunt in town," I sighed as I soothingly stroked her smooth back. "You're going to have to request a refund. You paid for a load of sperm to be deposited in your pussy, not your mouth."

She replied, "Probably better this way. It'd be hard to explain to my big sister how I got knocked up by her horny son."

There was no way she knew I wasn't to come in her and she knew who she was going to fuck. I wasn't sure why she was making up this story but her look made me think she wanted me to believe her and not press the issue. Kissing her lightly, I said, "Good thinking Aunt Tamanna."

We were silent for several minutes as we enjoyed the close moment. Her sexy voice broke the silence. "Sunny, I have late check-out for the room. How would you like to stay and entertain your lonely aunt tonight?"

I wondered what she would think if she knew Mom was waiting down in the bar for me. I had mixed feelings between wanting to stay and fuck my sexy aunt or take Mom home to do the same. Quickly going through the options I said, "I'd like nothing better, but I have to go home first and let Mom know I won't be staying there tonight. I'll grab some clothes and tell her I'm going over to a friend's house."

We kissed several times before she said, "Perfect Sunny. Hurry back." She rolled off to allow me to exit. I took my time leaving her room, taking in her beauty. I only lusted after my mother more because of the deep emotional ties between a mother and son.



I left her room and joined Mom. Looking over to the booth by the bar, I asked, "Did our client leave?"

Mom replied, "She went to the front desk and got a room key. He met with her at the elevators. They had the look only a mother and son have before they make love."

"You'd recognize that look, that's for sure. I'm happy for them."

Changing subjects, she asked, "How did it go with our client? Any problems?"

I answered, "No Mom. Everything went fine. It was quite delightful."

Leaning close to her ear, I whispered, "She was a fine fuck, Mom. She reminded me a lot of you. Her body was as great as yours . She could have been your sister."

Pausing to let it sink in, I smiled and whispered, "Oh wait, she was your sister. I just fucked Aunt Tamanna."

Everyone turned to look at us as Mom let out a loud shriek. Mom's face turned red at the attention. Backing off, I observed her expression turn from surprise to lust. Fumbling in her purse, she pulled out enough cash to pay for her drinks and threw it on the table as she hastily got up from the table.

As soon as I was up, she wrapped her arm through mine and pulled me out of the hotel bar. She guided me down the hall to the pool/sauna room. Using my key card I unlocked the door and we quickly entered. No one was in the pool area, probably out for dinner. Mom opened one of the sauna rooms and found it empty. She pulled me in, closed the door and immediately attacked me. She pulled my mouth to hers and attacked me.

I ran my hands up and down her back, lowering until I found her skirt waistband and pulled her top out. My hands went under her blouse and explored her slick, bare flesh. I moved my hands up, cupping her full mounds. I squeezed and mauled her firm breasts. Capturing a nipple with my left hand, my right hand went down to stroke her thigh. I moved my hand up to her groin in search of her exposed pussy.



I grabbed her forest of pussy hair and tugged on it causing her to pant in my mouth as she continued to ravish me. I stuck three fingers in her steamy cunt and fucked her fast. She was on fire and needed relief. Moving her to the bench, I gently pushed her on her back. Pushing her skirt up to her waist, I lowered my mouth down to latch onto her excited pussy.

She yelled in pleasure and reached down to pull my head into her hungry cunt. Tongue fucking her leaking hole, I mauled her sensitive walls. Screaming with excitement she yelled, "Oh god, yes. Suck your mother's cunt. I'm on fire. I need to cum. Eat your mom's pussy!"

Continuing to slurp on her excited snatch, I shoved two fingers to the bottom of her pussy. I finger-fucked her as I moved my mouth to her engorged clit. Stroking in and out at a furious pace I sucked her clit into my mouth. After five more strokes, her body stiffened and her pussy contracted, spilling her cum over her thighs. Never tiring of slurping her sweet nectar, I cleaned up the majority of her juices.



She sat up to hug me and held her arms tight around me as if she was going to faint. Without saying a word she released me and tucked her blouse back in. Rising off the bench, she held my hand and opened the door to exit. With her face flushed and wet with sweat you'd think we had the sauna on, but the heat was all from my hot mom.

She didn't stop pulling me until we were out an exit, ending up in an outside garden area. She filled her lungs with the cool night air, turned to me and held me by the hips as she looked into my eyes. She hoarsely croaked, "Wow. I don't know what came over me. The thought of you fucking Tamanna got me so excited. In my mind, I thought it might happen. I've seen the way you look at her but I thought you would make the advance. I should have known since we've always had the same likes and dislikes."

We walked the grounds of the hotel looking like lovers. Our sides were glued together with our arms tightly wrapped around our waists. She wanted to know the details of our incestuous aunt-nephew coupling.

After describing in detail about the episode with her sister, I stopped walking to hold her. "Mom, I'm sorry if you didn't want me to go through with it once I found out it was Tamanna, but in our aroused state we couldn't help it. She had a lot of pent-up lust, much like I've seen in you. You're both so beautiful and sexy, I have no self-control around you two."

Almost crying she let out her deepest feelings. "Sunny, you've released many sexual cravings that have been buried for too long. I don't want you to think I'm some kind of slut, I just love being with you. All I think about now is your wonderful cock in my horny pussy. You can't imagine the joy I get when you stuff me full of your hard prick."

"I feel the same way, Mom. I get excited when I think about being with you. If you want me to tell Tamanna I can't make it, I will and we can go home and enjoy each other tonight."

She quickly replied, "No Honey. I love my sister and I know she has powerful sexual needs as I do. And you're going to fulfill her desires. We're going to make my sister happy tonight, but not before I come again on my son's hard cock."

She pulled out her phone to check the time. "She expects you back in twenty minutes. Let's enjoy the rest of the walk and get you back up there. My sister deserves a good breeding."

Mother's nurturing is one of the many traits I loved about her. She was more concerned with taking care of the people she loved rather than her own personal desires. This solved my dilemma of what to do tonight, but the outcome would be different than I originally thought.

Mom wanted to participate in the upcoming sexual romp with my aunt. No surprise there, thinking back on the frantic scene of her making love to Aditi and how she became sexually aroused when I told her I fucked her sister.

Stopping before we arrived back at the hotel, she hugged me tight and locked her beautiful eyes with mine. She confided, "Honey, you can do anything you want with me, anytime. I'm completely yours to fulfill any desires you have. Don't ever hesitate to ask. I love you so much." We lovingly kissed, sealing our sinful relationship. Regrettably, we released our hug to rendezvous with her sister.

Hopefully, Aunt Tamanna's terrific blow-job would help me from coming too fast before satisfying the sexy sisters. Mom guided us back to the hotel and into the elevator with our arms interlocked, acting like a married couple going to their room.

An older couple was in the elevator as we rode up to our floor. The husband was overtly staring at Mom's proud, upright, braless tits with her hard nipples pressed against the thin material. His wife took in a deep breath. Mom's thighs were smeared with her cum and the aroma of sex was strong in the confined area. Visions of the couple tearing off their clothes and fucking each other from getting aroused entered my mind. Their floor was before ours and as the door was closing I saw the man grab the woman's ass. They were in for a good time

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Swiping my card over the lock, the door clicked open and we entered. Thankfully, the front room was still empty. I called out to my aunt to alert her of my arrival. "Honey, I'm home," I announced, hearing my aunt giggling in return. Mom and I stripped off our clothes. Mom waited in the front room as I paraded into the bedroom with my hard prick bobbing up and down.

Spreadeagled on the bed with her legs wide apart, I could see she had started without me. Her hands were mauling her wet pussy. She huskily proclaimed, "Is that for me? I can't wait to play with it."



I replied, "Why yes, Auntie. It's revived and ready to stretch your tight pussy to its limits. But first I want to pay you back for what you did earlier."

Looking puzzled at first she understood my comment as I came close and lowered my mouth to her open pussy. I licked up and down her fat lips, cleaning off the precum coating them. She placed her hands on the back of my head holding me tight to her hungry cunt. I explored the inside of her pussy with my tongue, taking time to lick her sensitive clit. Her breathing became rapid and short as I feasted on her pussy.

When I thought she was close to a climax, I rose up, pulling her with me. I hugged her bare body to mine as I kissed her. She mauled my mouth with her tongue as we explored each other's bodies. Getting on my back on the bed I positioned her to face the headboard and had her lower her pussy to my waiting mouth. I continued my assault on her snatch as she writhed around trying to connect my tongue with her sensitive parts.

Moans and groans filled the room as my aunt expressed her pleasure. Feeling a hand wrap around my hard prick, I knew Mom had entered the room. I felt the bed move as Mom crawled up my body. Her legs were tight against my sides as she got in position to impale herself on my rod. My aunt didn't notice as my tongue assaulting her pussy held her attention. I felt Mom lift my pole and shortly after I felt her warm pussy descend down my length. She was hot and wet as she sunk to the bottom.





She lifted up and fell back down several times causing the bed to bounce. Aunt Tamanna realized something was going on and turned her head to see Mom fucking herself on my prick. Cum poured out of my aunt's convulsing pussy as she climaxed. She screamed, "Oh my god!. You're fucking your son!"

Tamanna continued to release cum as she climaxed, watching her older sister fuck my pole. I swallowed her sweet cum as she continued to climax.

"Yes. I'm fucking him like you fucked your nephew an hour ago. Thanks to you his wonderful cock is slick and hard, filling my pussy full. Turn around and watch while I fuck myself to an orgasm."

My aunt lifted her cleaned pussy off my face positioning herself above my head. Facing Mom she watched this horny mother, her sister, fuck her son. Lying still to keep from getting too excited, I allowed Mom to do the work. If I did anything to help I wouldn't last long and Mom told me I wasn't to come in her pussy. It was erotic watching my mother bounce up and down, mashing our hairy mounds together as she bottomed out each time. She was nearing climax as she pulled her sister close. I pushed my aunt's ass to move her to Mom, pulling her pussy down to my mouth as Mom kissed her sister.

They kissed like lovers, groping and pawing their breasts. Aunt Tamanna's excitement quickly elevated as I ate her pussy and Mom assaulted her from the top. Mom broke away long enough to shriek, "I'm coming on my son's prick. It feels so good." My aunt leaked out a river of pre-cum as she witnessed the sinful act of a mother climaxing on her son's cock.



I didn't hump up as Mom's pussy drenched my pole. The copious fluid pouring on my cock actually helped me stave off my own orgasm as there was no friction, only Mom's contractions as she came. She rested on me while my prick was fully embedded in her sheath, kissing her sister again. Rising off my saturated pole Mom flopped down on the bed next to me with her legs wide apart. Her pussy was gaping open with her cum smeared in the forest of pussy hair and engorged lips.

Aunt Tamanna stared at my still-hard cock and boomed, "God, he's still hard. Didn't he come?" Absorbing more information from the sensuous scene, she screamed, "Your son fucked you bareback! Are you protected or does he pull out each time?"

Mom replied, "He didn't come. You two had me heated me up that I couldn't hold off my orgasm for him. And yes, he fucks me with his bare, hard prick. I love the feel of his fleshy prick. My pussy has been overflowing with sperm from my horny son. Tamanna, come here and look at how my son stretched out his poor mother's cunt."

I helped Tamanna up, positioning her between Mom's outstretched legs. I moved behind my aunt and reached up to massage her breasts while she stared at Mom's wanton display. Mom ran her fingers around her pussy and held up a sticky cum covered finger. "Come taste your big sister. Show us how you're as slutty as you look."

Aunt Tamanna didn't hesitate as she lowered her mouth to Mom's snatch and began feasting on her older sister's cum-soaked pussy. She cleaned Mom's hairy mound and ended up concentrating on her puffy slit.

She hoarsely chuckled, "Shriya, we're going to have to tame this bush of yours. I can see I'm going to have to give my sister some trimming lessons." She went back to licking Mom's cunt.

Caressing and stroking my aunt's back and thighs I moved up and lined my hard cock up with her pussy. Tamanna's attention was solely on pleasing my mother, paying no attention to her horny nephew. Without giving my aunt any warning, I slid my rock-hard cock into her tight cunt.

I bottomed out in one quick stroke, tearing through her sensitive pussy walls. She screamed in my mother's gash as she was wracked with the sudden pleasure. I held onto her hips and slammed in and out of my horny aunt while she moaned and sucked on mom's pussy at the same time. She gripped Mom's clit in her lips and held it steady while I hammered away.



Mom was taking a tongue lashing from her sister and was heating up fast. She was breathing hard and gasping for breath. "Oh god, Tamanna. If I knew you could eat pussy this good I would have done this long ago. You're showing your slutty self now. Fucking your nephew and eating your sister's pussy at the same time. You're ready to come again, aren't you? You're sex-starved and you can't help it."

I moved my hands to my aunt's waist pulling her body into mine as I assaulted her from behind.

My Mom teased my aunt again. "I am jealous of you though, baby sister. My son is doggy fucking you. I can only imagine how it feels with his huge prick sawing in and out of your tight box."



Gasping for air while holding onto Mom's clit was challenging for her but my aunt managed to hump back to my thrusts.

"Feel his head Tamanna? It's like a large plum shoved in your cunt, isn't it? It stretches your tight pussy each time he shoves it in. Its flared edge scbangs and stretches the walls of your hot snatch. Don't hold back, let yourself go!"

My aunt couldn't move her mouth anymore keeping it locked on Mom's clit. Her body shook as she neared another orgasm.

Mom was moaning from her sister's actions when she responded to my aunt's previous comment. "I'd like to shave off my bush, but my son gets turned on by a big, hairy pussy. He loves running his fingers through my mound of hair. Sunny, think of the first time you stared at your mother nude while you're fucking your horny aunt."

How did she know I loved her hairy pussy? I couldn't recall commenting on it, but now that she mentioned it, images flashed through my mind of when I lifted the sheet revealing her full, bushy pussy and then the image was replaced with Aditi's beautiful, black bush. Blood gushed into my already hard prick, expanding it which increased the friction against my aunt's pussy walls. I slammed in so hard I was afraid my aunt's forward motion might injure Mom's open cunt.



Escalating too quickly, I switched my thoughts to non-sexual topics to keep from coming. Tamanna's body shook as my stiff prick continued to assault her pussy. Her pussy exploded and contracted on my cock. I continued to fuck through her convulsions, barely holding off on my own orgasm. She sucked on Mom's ravaged cunt as I pulled out of her sloppy canal. Remaining outside of my aunt's squeezing snatch enabled me to cool off and not blow my load.

Moving up to Mom, I waved my cum covered cock in front of her face and asked, "Mom, could you clean off your sister's mess." Wasting no time, she gripped it by the base and licked up and down the shaft drinking in Tamanna's cum. Unwilling to tempt fate by putting it in her hot mouth, she licked the outside of my shaft allowing me to cool down. Suddenly she quit licking and let go of my prick as her body tightened and shook as she climaxed on her sister's tongue.

Aunt Tamanna cleaned Mom's juices from her overworked pussy, exclaiming, "Damn. If that's what a hairy pussy does to your son, I may have to let mine grow out again."

Mom was sexually spent, her face expressing a look of content and satisfaction. I moved behind Tamanna and caressed her back and legs as she recovered. As she began to rise I reached out and pulled her off in order to bring her up to hold her tight. Our eyes locked and I didn't see the same look of content as in my mother's eyes.



Lust dominated her facial expression but something else was missing. There was a hidden pleading for something she desired. Simultaneously we moved our mouths closer as we lightly kissed each other. Our tongues ran against each other's lips as we sensuously connected. We hugged tightly as our kissing increased in intensity.

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My hard prick stood straight up between our bodies buried in our joined flesh. Her fat breasts were pushed out on the sides as she hugged me tight. Our hard nipples were meshing together as we twisted and turned our bodies for maximum contact. I ran my hands down her smooth back to cup her full ass. Holding and squeezing her firm buns, our kiss intensified into a lover's kiss.

"Sunny, I love being with you. Your manly scent drives me crazy whenever I get close to you," my sexy aunt exclaimed as she lifted one leg up to my side. I held her thigh with one hand and her ass with my other. She jumped up, locking her other leg around me while holding onto my shoulders. Our bodies were smashed together as I lifted her by her ass. Her pussy juices left a slime trail on my stomach as I lifted her body up.

Her slot was open and above my stiff pole as I slowly lowered her back down. She sucked on my neck as my prick once again separated her tight pussy walls. Suddenly, I dropped her down to the bottom, impaling her on my spear. She locked her mouth on my neck as she squealed in delight. She dug her nails into my back as I fucked her, using her ass to lift her up and down. I was going to have a large hickey in the morning from my aunt sucking my flesh.

Our attention was broken when we heard Mom speak. "Sunny, make proper love to your aunt. Bring her down here and fuck her as you did me the first time. She deserves a proper fucking from my son."



I lowered Tamanna to the bed keeping my cock fully embedded in her hole. As I dropped her the final foot and fell on top of her, air rushed out of her lungs. We gently kissed as I stroked in and out, each of us lost in own world of sexual pleasure.

My hands roamed over her smooth skin and ended up on her firm, meaty globes. I squeezed them hard causing my aunt to moan from the pleasure. My fingers sought out and found her nipples, stiff with desire. Looking deep into her green lusty eyes, I twisted her teats as I continued to pump in and out of her hungry cunt. She wrapped her legs around my waist in a scissors lock increasing the depth of my strokes. She was gasping for air and struggled to say something on her mind. She managed to stammer, "Shriya, did you really mean it when you said both of you are unprotected when you have sex?"

Mom crawled up close to her ear, ran her tongue around the sensitive outside and whispered, "Yes Tamanna. I'm going to have his baby and you are too. You want one. That's why your tiny-dicked husband left because you wanted a child. He wasn't man enough to get you pregnant, seeking all those other women to assert himself. Let a real man give you a baby. Let my son fill you with his hot sperm."



Now it came out why she filed for divorce. My suspicions were correct. Fucking her hard now, she was having trouble talking but managed to protest, falsely standing by her moral inhibitions. "Yes. I want a child but with your son seems wrong. I don't know if I can go through with it."

Mom quickly retorted, "You can't lie to your sister. You rented this room with the full knowledge it was Sunny and you paid to have him fill your horny pussy with his sperm. Don't try to hide it now. Let your true feelings out and enjoy the best fuck you'll ever get."

Tamanna's body was shaking now as I rocked her body with my pounding. Relief swept through her face as she let loose and screeched, "You're right, Shriya. I've wanted a baby from your boy for a long time. I've wanted him for years. I was afraid I'd hurt you though, I thought I could do it without you knowing, but I don't care now. Fuck me hard, Sunny. Fill me with your seed. Make me a baby!"

I captured her mouth again and we tongue fucked as I moved my hands under her ass and helped her humping hips meet my thrusts. My bloated head was hitting her back wall each stroke causing hot air to rush out of her lungs each time.

She pulled her mouth away to gasp and catch her breath. Her thrashing was uncontrolled and erratic, making it impossible to maintain a smooth stroking. I felt her body tensing up and shaking as she screamed out loud enough for the hotel lobby staff to hear, "Oh god! I'm coming on my nephew's cock. It's so damn good! Fill me with your sperm, Sunny. Give me a baby! Please!"

I kissed her again as I thrust my expanded prick into her hot snatch. Her pussy contracted hard, preventing me from entering more than halfway. I pulled back out to her entrance and tried again. Her pussy convulsed again stopping my fleshy ram on its journey to the bottom. As soon as her contraction ended I shoved as hard as I could which allowed my fat head to plow through her clenched walls and smash against the back of her pussy. My brain signaled my balls to send a load of hot cum up and out the tip. My first glob of baby batter flooded her cavity, releasing millions of sperm.



Feeling my load of cum fill her starving cunt, her body arched up and shook as she screamed out in intense pleasure. Her pussy contracted harder than the first two times while my hard prick was still buried to the hilt. I kept pumping load after load into my horny aunt as her clasping pussy milked my spitting snake. Her cavern was filled with so much gooey cum that no amount of pussy contractions would slow me down. I continued to fuck her after my payload was spent in an attempt to pack my sperm to the bottom.

Her body went limp as she lowered her legs to the bed. The same look of content spread across her face as I had seen on Mom. She whispered, "Thank you, Sunny. I am completely satisfied now, better than I've felt for a long time."

Her expression of pleading was replaced with joy and satisfaction. Realizing the expression I witnessed earlier was her intense desire to conceive a baby, I kissed her and said, "You're going to be a great mother. To ensure you get pregnant we should repeat this several times, don't you think?"

She giggled as she spewed, "Yes. We have to make sure." We kissed gently as I lowered my weight to her and were melded as one again. After several minutes of bonding, I rolled over, positioning myself between my favorite two relatives. They rolled on their sides to face me. Caressing my body with their soothing hands, the three of us recovered from the incestuous couplings.

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Exhausted, I soon fell asleep. My deep sleep ended three hours later as I woke up with an urgent need to pee. Mom was nearest to the bathroom so I gently moved my leg over her to get off the bed. She was on her side and my morning wood scbangd across her hip as I made my way to the edge of the bed.

She stirred in her sleep, rolling over on her back. Seeing she didn't wake up, I proceeded to the bathroom. I closed the door and briefly considered taking care of my hard-on in order to relieve myself, but with two sexy women feet away, I wasn't going to use my hand.

Minutes went by while I waited until I softened enough to drain my bladder. Finding myself dehydrated from the previous night's activities, I gulped down two glasses of water. Turning off the bathroom light, I opened the door to crawl back in bed. I lifted the sheet and straddled Mom to move over to the center.

Sleeping soundly, her beautiful breasts slowly heaved up and down. Resisting my desire to fondle and suck on her meaty globes, I surveyed the rest of her beautiful body. As soon as I caught sight of her mound of fur, my prick filled with blood, rising up and scbanging across Mom's soft stomach.

Thinking back to our time in the parking lot, she said I could do whatever I wanted. Would she be upset if I spread her legs to sink my stiff prick into her delightful pussy? Looking at her restful face, deep in sleep, I decided I wouldn't wake her up for my enjoyment. I loved her too much. Lowering down, I lightly pressed my mouth to hers. I kissed her gently while inhaling her wonderful scent. My hard cock throbbed as it pressed into her hot stomach.

I eased my leg over and laid down flat between them. Mom didn't wake up during my kiss, but now she stirred in her sleep, turning on her side and scooted close to me. She moved her leg over mine and dbangd her arm over my chest as she soundly slept. I quickly drifted off, listening to Mom's restful breathing.



Another three hours of restful sleep went by as I dreamed of our incestuous fucking. I was reliving our recent couplings and the intense pleasure derived from the women I loved. I started to awaken, feeling someone caressing my chest and the blissful erotic feeling of someone humping on my prick. Opening my eyes I watched my beautiful mother closing in. She gently kissed me as she rubbed her hands over my chest and stomach.

"Good morning. How did you sleep?" Mom rose up, allowing me to see it was Tamanna fucking herself on my rod. Her ass was facing me as her head was near my feet. Groaning so loud that she couldn't hear our conversation, she had obviously been enjoying my prick for a while. I replied, "I slept really good and hopefully I can wake up like this everyday."



She smiled and explained, "She woke up horny and I'm going to have you the rest of the day. I told her to enjoy herself and jump on. Of course, she thinks she gets to drain your hot spunk into her hungry pussy, but your horny mother needs it more than she does."

Without doing any of the work, I would normally stay hard longer but Tamanna's pussy was bending and twisting my cock, intensifying my excitement. She was expertly using my prick to connect with her sensitive spots. Her panting was swift and heavy as she neared climax. She firmly held my ankles for support as she furiously humped up and down my slippery shaft.

Detecting my rise in excitement from my breathing, Mom leaned close to me and whispered, "Hold on. Save your load of cum for your mother. Think of something else while I take care of your aunt."

Reaching out, she snaked her hand around to the back of my dick coating her fingers with our juices. Tamanna yelped as Mom massaged her sister's clit. Her body shook from Mom's squeezing fingers gripped around her sensitive nub.

Tamanna stopped her up and down strokes, resting on my groin with my shaft fully stuffed in her snug glove. Enjoying several mini-orgasms from Mom's manipulating fingers, she mashed her face between my legs expelling hot air and gasped for replenishment.



Mom quickly brought her hand around to Tamanna's ass and ran it through her sister's crack. Positioning her fingers at Tamanna's puckered asshole, she quickly pushed three digits in causing an immediate orgasm and shriek from my aunt as both of her holes were filled.

Juices flowed down my shaft as my aunt climaxed. Remaining on my hard prick after her contractions, we stayed connected until her breathing returned to normal. She slowly extracted herself, releasing my hard cock from her wet snatch.

Tamanna was sweating and looked tired from the early morning fuck as she fell flat on her back. She revived herself enough to reprimand Mom. "Dammit, Shriya. You caused me to come before I was ready. I wanted your son's cum to fill me."

Mom smiled and snickered, "Sorry Sis. My pussy is on fire and my son has the hose to quench it. Don't underestimate a mother's desire for her horny son. I'll reward you though for your sacrifice."

She kneeled between Tamanna's legs and leaned down to latch her mouth onto Tamanna's leaking pussy. She licked and cleaned up her sister's nectar, sticking her tongue into her stretched hole causing Tamanna to moan in pleasure, quickly forgiving Mom.

Getting out of bed, I stood by them watching the sisters enjoy their coupling. While still eating her sister's hot snatch, Mom elevated her ass, spreading her legs. Positioning behind Mom I remained still, fascinated at the erotic sight.

Mom's long, toned legs were spread wide exposing her hairy pussy surrounding her wet gash. An image of Aditi in the same position flashed before me as I mentally compared the two women I loved most. I imagined Aditi and Mom side by side and made myself a promise to make it happen in the near future. Aditi had thinner legs and creamier skin, but Mom's firm thighs were sexy in their own right.



Between Mom's lovely legs I could see her tits swaying as she slurped on Tamanna's pussy. I moved close enough to rub my cum-coated cock up and down her thighs. Mom moved her hips around, spreading her legs further, in preparation for the doggy fuck she had been yearning for since last night.

I pulled back enough to run my hands up to the  inside of her thighs to her open pussy. Teasing her outer lips briefly with my slick fingers, I ran my hands back down her thighs. Repeating this process several times elevated Mom's excitement, causing her to hump her hips. Moving up to her firm ass, I massaged and squeezed her cheeks. Spreading them apart, I revealed her puckered asshole above her hairy pussy. I ran my hands back down to her groove and spread my fingers out as I ran through her forest of soft fur.

Closing my fur-filled fingers, I pulled down and out to open her pussy. Already wet in anticipation, her gaping hole pulsated as if it was milking a cock. Moving up close to her, I placed my blood-filled head at the mouth of her greedy gash. Her fat pussy lips snapped down on it as she moved her ass back trying to swallow her son's shaft. I pulled back with her movement allowing only the head to enter. Her hips stopped and I rewarded her with a few more inches of hard cock.

Her pelvis moved back once again trying to swallow my shaft. I pulled back until her hips stopped. I slithered my shaft back in, opening up her tight walls. Halfway in I stopped. She didn't move this time, moaning with delight as she munched on her sister's cunt. Reaching up to hold her waist for leverage, I sunk my cock to the bottom of her tight sheath, stopping when my balls slapped the top of her pussy.



Her lungs emptied as she let out a loud groan. She moved her mouth off Tamanna's pussy burying her face in her sister's soft stomach as she struggled to breathe. Leaving my shaft fully buried, I moved my hands up her torso feeling her sweaty hot skin. Finding her hanging breasts, I squeezed and mauled her heavy globes as I pulled my coated shaft out to her entrance and forcefully shoved it back to the bottom. It felt as if I was splitting her apart as my fat, flared head plowed through her soft folds.

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Using her breasts to pull her body back, I pummeled her juicy box. The heat emanating from her quivering pussy was like a blast furnace as I descended each time. She inched up Tamanna's body as I pounded her hungry cavern. As Mom rested her face between her sister's breasts, Tamanna pushed her ample tits together halting Mom's forward movement. While I continued to pound her, my fingers found and captured her sensitive nipples. She groaned in pleasure as both her pussy and tits were sending out signals to her brain.



Continuing to saw in and out of her tight pussy, I gripped her nipples hard and pulled them, stretching out her pendulous tits. She yelped like a puppy and her pussy shook as she experienced several mini-orgasms. Slick cum flowed around my cock as I fucked her through her minor contractions. Releasing her nipples, I gently caressed her breasts while I slowed my pace allowing us to recover.

She raspily yelped, "This is the best fuck I've ever had. I am stuffed full of hard cock. Your prick feels like it's twice its normal size in this position. I'm going to require more doggy fucking in the future. Keep fucking your horny mother. Fuck me hard!"

Obeying my mother, I increased my pace making sure I scbangd her sensitive spots in her tight pussy. She moved up to latch her mouth on Tamanna's engorged nipple. Tamanna held Mom's head firmly to her breast as I fucked my beautiful mother. Tamanna's eyes were closed. Her face reflected her pleasure as she participated in the sinful incestuous coupling.

Mom was right of course. This was the best fuck ever. Her pussy was as tight and hot as her skin. Juices leaked out of her tight snatch and our pubic hair was matted down as I pummeled her soppy pussy. Loud squishing noises could be heard as well as loud slapping as my balls hit the top of her cunt each downstroke.

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Traveling down her hot skin, my hands stopped several inches below her swinging breasts. Spreading my hands out on her firm sides, my fingers went between each rib as I squeezed tight. I could feel her heart pumping at an elevated rate. Stopping my hip movement, I fucked her by pulling her back and forth, using her ribcage as leverage. Her mini-orgasms didn't satisfy her lustful cravings, her moaning was as loud as before. Pounding in and out of her hot body caused her globes of succulent tit flesh to swing back and forth colliding with Tamanna's torso as she continued to attempt to suck milk out of her sister's nipples.

Fearing I was going to bruise her body holding her so tight, I brought her pelvis back to collide with my groin. Buried to the hilt, I stopped fucking her to catch my breath and calm down in order to bring her back up to a major orgasm.

Bringing my hands down to her pelvis, I held onto the outside of her hip bones. Stroking gently in and out I admired the view of our coupling. Her curvaceous body enhanced her beautifully smooth firm flesh. My prick was white and frothy, covered with our mixed juices. Looking below my coated prick I noticed Tamanna's pussy open and wet, also quivering with excitement. Moving up closer so I could go deeper, I fucked her faster. Changing my pace, I thrust in the first few inches, withdrew and rapidly thrust back in. I repeated a dozen times, then sunk my cock down to the bottom of her velvety sheath.

Her breathing rate and groaning were rapidly increasing as I fucked her at a furious pace. Her sensitive outer pussy was sending signals of pleasure to her brain. I repeated the short, fast fucking, sinking to the bottom of her starving pussy after each dozen strokes. Anticipating when I would sink to the bottom, she arched her back to facilitate deeper penetration. Her groaning turned to whimpering as she stopped sucking on her sister's tit holding her nipple tight between her lips.

Her pussy was vibrating and releasing more precum in anticipation of a major climax. Stopping my short stroking rotation, I fucked her slow and deep, hitting bottom each time. Even with her cavern full of lubricating sex juices, her pussy wrapped tight around my stiff prick each time it descended into her depths.

Halting my movement, I held her steady. My hard prick was firmly buried deep in her snug pussy. A feeling of empowerment swept over me as I realized Mom wouldn't thrust back because of my earlier teasing. She didn't want to take the chance I'd pull out my cock that was giving her so much pleasure. Less than a week ago, she was in total control as my mom. Now she was obeying her son like a sex slave.

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During the pause, Mom murmured, "Please Sunny. Fuck me to a climax. Don't tease me anymore. I want to feel your hot sperm filling my pussy. I'm going to come on your big cock pretty soon regardless. Please be kind to your mother and flood my cunt with your cum."

Tamanna piped "Yes. My nipples can't take much more. Please fuck your mother to an orgasm. Or if you want, you can put it in another willing hole." I looked down to see my sexy aunt flex up her hips looking for a hard prick.

My eyes locked with Tamanna's as I reached down and jammed three fingers deep in her wet cunt, stroking in and out as she bucked with excitement. I answered, "Sorry Tamanna. This load is for my sexy mother." I pulled my fingers out and held Mom again.

Feeling remorseful about teasing her earlier, I slowly pulled my shaft out to the entrance of her pussy. I rubbed my head up and down her slit, rubbing it across her sensitive clit. Holding her tight, I popped my prick through her tight puffy outer lips and teased, "Mom, it's your turn to fuck me. Show your motherfucking son how much you want him. Fuck me the way you want it!"

Her hips came back so hard and fast I barely held myself from falling backward. My hands held tight as she went wild, bucking and fucking her son as hard as she could. Moving her ass up and down synchronized with her to and fro action caused my prick to hit areas that had seldom been touched. Releasing Tamanna's nipple to catch her breath, her groaning became louder as she used my cock to scbang along her sensitive clit as she fucked my pole.

When I thought my mom couldn't be any more desirable, here she was, fucking me like I was the last man on earth. Having trouble breathing myself, my prick was taking a beating it hadn't had to endure before. I wanted this to last forever but hot blood was surging into my prick signaling I was nearing my orgasm.

I moved my hands down to firmly grip her thighs to time my strokes with her frantic humping. It wasn't necessary to tell Mom I was ready to come as my prick expanded larger than I thought possible. Feeling her pussy and body tremble in anticipated excitement, I screeched, "Mom, you are so sexy. Your pussy is wet and tight. I can't believe I'm fucking my beautiful mother. Don't pass out this time, this is going to be our best orgasm ever. I'm going to fill your pussy with my sperm!"

Hearing this, my aunt retorted, "You passed out fucking your son? Oh, you are one horny mother. And you call me a slut. Kiss me, you son-fucking slut."

Mom moved up and the two sisters locked their mouths together fucking each other's mouth. I held Mom as tight as I could and fucked her hard. My helmeted head filled with blood increasing my difficulty shoving in and out of her tight channel. My balls filled up and it felt like they were trying to eject my entire reservoir of sperm at once. My shaft tunnel wasn't large enough to allow for that much volume.



Hot blood surged into my prick in order to accommodate the large lake of sperm boiling through it. Mom's spasming pussy continued to contract in an attempt to coax out the river of hot cum flowing up my shaft. The bloated head of my prick felt like it exploded as the first load of hot, baby batter shot out, thoroughly coating her insides.

She screamed in ecstasy as I felt a shock of intense pleasure surging through my prick to the rest of my body. Enjoying the most erotic fuck of my life, I pulled back and pushed in again to release another load of hot cum. Mom's pussy was rapidly contracting tight, enhanced by the feeling of her son's sticky sperm filling her cavity.

Her body went rigid as she released her sister's mouth to gasp for air as she moaned and groaned. I felt her pussy flooding as we both released the rest of our cum, facilitating deeper penetration. I held her tight in case she passed out again but was thankful when I heard her continue to groan in pleasure staying conscious to enjoy our sinful mother-son coupling.

Her pussy milked out every drop of cum from my erupting cock. As she relaxed I shoved my engorged shaft to the bottom and left my prick to soak in her flooded cavern. I could feel hot fluid coating our genital areas as her cavity couldn't contain the copious amount of cum. Leaning down, I kissed her back as I caressed her sides. Mom and Tamanna were both breathing heavy, recovering from the intimate mother-son connection. We remained joined together, savoring the post-coital bliss from our erotic fuck.

Starting to soften, I regretted I wouldn't be able to fuck my beautiful mom again, but I was spent. I was first to break the silence. "Damn. Your pussy is overflowing with cum. I've never blown out that much. We're going to make a mess on the bed."



Mom replied, "Don't worry. I'll clean you and my sister will be happy to take care of my filled pussy."

Several blobs of cum spilled down on Tamanna's bare stomach when I pulled my prick from Mom's saturated hole. Turning around, Mom lowered her still dripping pussy to her sister's waiting mouth. I heard Tamanna slurping away as she greedily ate our mixed cum. Mom held my shaft by my base as she licked up and down my length, expertly cleaning it. She enclosed my sensitive head in her mouth and held it in her hot cavity gently licking it. Traveling down my shaft, she licked my balls until our mixed cum was cleaned up.

Looking down I glimpsed Tamanna moving her hips around as her pussy leaked pre-cum. Feasting on the mother-son cum was rapidly turning her on. Mom reached down and scbangd her fingers across her sister's stomach capturing our leaked, sticky fluid. Inserting her coated fingers into Tamanna's hungry cunt, she moved them in and out causing Tamanna to groan in Mom's pussy.

Removing her fingers, Mom pulled me to her mouth. We sensually kissed as her sister sucked our juices from her pussy. Mom backed off and whispered, "She's ready to come again. Be a good nephew and help your aunt out."

Gladly compiling, I leaned down and stuck three fingers into Tamanna's wet hole. I fucked her fast and furious as she bucked her hips to meet my intruding digits. She was already close to her orgasm as I captured her fat clit between my lips and lightly squeezed. Her body shook as she climaxed on my fingers and mouth. I replaced my hand with my tongue as I drank her sweet nectar through her climax.



Extracting Mom from her sister, I pulled her up to me. We stood at the bottom of the bed melding our hot sweaty bodies together as we admired her sexy, nude sister. We gently kissed as our sweaty bodies pressed together.

Mom wrapped her arms around me, hugging me tightly while she rested her head next to mine. I felt her hot breath as we enjoyed our sensual post-coital moment. Seeing it was seven in the morning, I whispered, "Mom, it's still early. We don't have to go home, do we?"

Mom replied, "I love you more than you know and now that my sister has joined in with us, I feel more complete than ever. We do have a late checkout, but for now, we girls require our beauty sleep. Cuddle with us."

She pulled me down to the bed and they resumed their position on either side of me, gently caressing my body as they put their hot legs over mine trapping me in a pile of sexy familial flesh. Falling into a sound sleep once again, I wondered who would be fucking me the next time I woke up.

Three hours later I was brought out of my sleep when sunlight flooded the room. Someone was caressing my chest but much to my dismay no one was enjoying my morning wood. Opening my eyes, I watched Mom return from raising the blinds, then crawled back in bed. She kissed me as her hands joined my aunt's, caressing my body.

Mom declared, "Good Morning again. Hopefully, you slept as well as my sister and I. We're getting ready to leave. Tamanna has some errands to do today."

My aunt added, "I wish I didn't have to go. I'd love to stay, but we'll have plenty of time together. The two of us are going to wear you out. We don't want to break our favorite toy." Tamanna moved one of her hands down to gently hold my semi-hard prick as Mom kept rubbing my chest.

Mom replied, "You mean the three of us."

Tamanna asked "Three? Who else is there?"

Mom replied, "You haven't met your nephew's soon to be wife, have you? Her name is Aditi and she's  sexy and charming."



My mind flashed to Aditi's body and our hot sex when Mom mentioned her name. My prick filled with blood as visions of our fucking flashed through my mind.

Tamanna squeezed my cock as it expanded and exclaimed, "My, she must be some girl by Sunny's reaction. I can't wait to meet her and welcome her into our family. Unfortunately, I have to get going. I won't be able to enjoy this until this evening." She stroked my shaft several times before she left the bed and went into the bathroom.

I looked at Mom and pleaded, "She doesn't have time, but we do, don't we Mom?"

Mom smiled and took over stroking my prick as she giggled, "We have to get back home. But first, get in there and help Tamanna clean up." Emphasizing her meaning, she firmly gripped my prick head, twisted it, then pulled it in the direction of the bathroom.

"After you help your aunt in the shower we can go home and you can clean up your dirty, slutty mother."

I leaned over and kissed Mom as my hand squeezed her full breast. I murmured, "You are such a caring sister. I love you, Mom."

I heard the shower door open and close and heard the running water. "Sounds like it's time for Aunt Tamanna to get a thorough scrubbing."

I left for the bathroom with my hard shaft swinging back and forth ready to fuck my beautiful aunt.



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#Kaniha




Although Kaniha was about 38 years old now after being married for 18 years. I had dreamt about her for the last 15 years. She always turned heads wherever she went. She had a body designed for sin, which a man could dream of possessing. Nature had been generous in endowing her not only with a good height, but also with the figure of a goddess and a clear complexion.









Kaniha was sexy as hell even after birth of two children. She had fair skin, high cheekbones, a straight nose, a firm chin, and a lovely soft-lipped mouth. Her eyes were bluish, and her lips were naturally pink. Her long blond hair cascaded to her knees. There were a few small dark beauty spots on cheeks. Her lovely, genuine, warm, beautiful smile that lit up her eyes always motivated me to kiss her.



She had to be the most gorgeous woman I'd ever met. She may have been hotter than any woman I'd ever imagine may. Something I found instantly enticing was her body, She had a body to die for, with full, lovely protruding breasts probably 36C, wide hips, and extremely erotic arse, which wiggled as she walked. The fullness of her breasts and the soft, sexy sway of her hips made me thinks of touching them. My prick was always in a state of readiness on seeing her; such ripe breasts that were appropriate and seemed to be still firm on a slim and fair body were a heavenly sight for me. To get her into my bed at any cost was my dream.



But I always tried to control my feelings. Any hurry in the process would mean getting kicked in the nuts. Things had to happen gradually. This realization was both arousing and disturbing; after all, she was not just another woman but the wife of a very dear friend, Karun.









My association with Karun was quite old, as he had been my friend from childhood. Karun was an average man with average looks, a small business, and an average income. He had married Kaniha about 18 years back, and I had frozen in place when I had met her first 15 years before. I was immediately impressed by how great Kaniha looked. I felt my face flush in embarrassment, and I tried to look away, but I couldn't. Kaniha's beauty, good nature, and exuberance had taken me in.



Kaniha was oblivious to my intentions, although she loved the attention I showered on her. Being friends, we met frequently, but somehow there was always a formal line, which wasn't breached by us.



Once Karun came to meet me. He told me, "I am in deep trouble, and after thinking hard, I decided that I would ask you if you could help me."



"Tell me, Karun. I will try my best. I would be pleased if I could help you," I said.



He told me that " I had recently hit some hard time, and I need one million rupees as a loan and hope that you will help me, he told me details about his financial needs."



My sick mind took over to Kaniha his wife, when I heard this thinking how can I leverage this to my advantage.



"But that is a huge amount!"



"Yes I know it is, but I promise you that I will return it after only two months."



"OK, Karun, I will give you the money, but let me say frankly that you will need to give me this in a written agreement. I don't mind, but this is a huge amount, you know."



I was thinking I could use my money to help him out, but wanted something in return.



"Yes! Why not?" Karun replied. Thus I gave him money, taking a written agreement from him.



One month before the due date, it was a pleasant surprise when Karun invited me to his house for dinner.



Who knew it was my lucky day? I bought a bouquet of flowers and some chocolates for the children, and reached his flat at eight o'clock sharp. Karun received me warmly and led me to lounge, and we sat there. After a few minutes Kaniha came before me like a pleasing breeze. The moment I entered my sixth sense hinted to me something about his wife, the way she was walking, the way she was smiling, and the way she was dressed up. she wore a red satin qameez (long shirt) with her usual white shilwar (trousers). Her qameez was quite low-cut in front, so I could see her cleavage. She looked charming from every perspective. Kaniha, like most Indian women, normally wore only Indian clothes. She had a handful of matching bangles on both of her wrists. Her feet were bare as Indian women's feet normally remain at home.










That evening I was in heaven; my mind was not with me! It had become impossible for me keep my eyes off her at even the slightest move of her. Once she caught me staring her, and she blushed, realizing I was looking at her in a romantic way. She beamed like a virgin collegegirl captivated by my stares, but my gazes were gradually extending beyond her face. Of course she had noticed this and now and again had given me a glance in response.



The more I looked at her, the more I was excited by the way she talked with me, and the way she looked at me when Karun wasn't looking. Whenever he caught us looking, he'd get a big sheepish smile on his face and then just turn away. Kaniha was undoubtedly aware of my state, as she had caught me looking at her body on that occasion and gave me a glimmer of a smile, and quite often she would remain looking at me while others were not looking.



Kaniha left us, saying that she was going to the kitchen to prepare dinner, while both of us, Karun and I, were laughing and chatting. I had been watching Kaniha the whole time she was serving dishes to the table, though trying not to be too obvious with my staring. Many times I positioned myself behind her so as not to miss the fabulous view of her full, generous, swaying hips.









When dinner was laid, Kaniha asked us to come to the dining hall. We went and sat at the table. Kaniha sat just opposite me.


As the table was fairly small, it was quite natural that my knee should touch Kaniha's occasionally, and it did. I kept the touches light at the beginning, but as she didn't pull away, I pressed a little harder and left it next to hers. We both smiled as she looked lovingly up into my eyes. I kept the conversation running with Karun as best I could, and slowly rubbed my knee up and down. It seemed, if anything, that Kaniha pushed back even harder. The butterflies in my stomach began to jump. I was more than happy that my wishes were about to be fulfilled. Above the table, Kaniha continued to converse as though nothing at all was the matter.

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I then started to rub my leg up and down against hers, slowly and softly and then harder against her. Her lips parted in a slight gasp, but she did not move away. Soon my leg was caressing her hard under the table. I was now finding it difficult to concentrate on the dinner. It was getting too hot. I was worried that either Karun or his children would notice something. Now it was difficult for both of us to concentrate on food.





"You're eating very slowly," Kaniha teased, her voice throaty. "Don't you like food?"

She teased me again, and her foot became more insistent against my leg. She looked at me, her lips half parted. Her eyes had become very dark now, and that intoxicating look was inviting and bemusing at the same time.

I responded to her touch by rubbing my foot against her ankle. "Yes, thank you, I am enjoying the meal." She smiled as she looked in my eyes while I massaged her foot.

I couldn't believe what was happening as I felt ready to burst. I moved my leg back and saw Kaniha exhale softly. I guessed that perhaps she had had enough. I moved my attention back to the food and the conversation.

When she went to the kitchen, her petite ass cheeks were clinging to her qameez, giving me a pretty good idea of reality. The dampness of her skin had made the qameez stay snugly in the crack of her ass.

Both her daughters helped her clear the table and bring the coffee. I had to brush my hand gently against the side of Kaniha's thigh when she was going to and from the kitchen. She stared at me for several seconds, and then shifted her questioning eyes from me.

As her husband went to bathroom, she whispered, "You give good toe. Drop in whenever you like. I'm usually at home in the mornings."




After I returned home late, I made the best, most passionate love of my life with my wife after a long evening of thinking about Kaniha.

I couldn't concentrate much on my work throughout the following days and kept thinking about that night with Kaniha and her voluptuous body all the time. During the following days I was becoming more and more restless and was daydreaming. My lust for Kaniha's body started to grow even more than I ever thought it would. When this had become unbearable for me, I finally decided that the only way was to meet Kaniha alone, so I went to meet Kaniha; I left the car and walked to her house.

After a couple of knocks on the door, I waited impatiently for the answer. In a couple of minutes Kaniha came to open the door. I felt Kaniha was a little confused, seeing me.

"If it is inconvenient, then I'll come some other day," I said.

"Don't say that. You are always welcome."

"But seeing me, you looked a little confused."

"No! No, please come in," she said smilingly. She led me to the sitting room. "Please have a seat. I'll be back in a minute. Let me finish a telephone conversation I was having."

Oh, she was busy with the telephone, so that was why she seemed confused!

She came back after few minutes. "Would you like a cup of coffee?" she asked.

"Of course, I would love a cup of coffee with you, if you can," I said.

"Of course, Mr. Jai. It will be a pleasure having coffee with you. Just give me a few minutes, and I'll get the coffee." She went to the kitchen and came back with a tray a few minutes later. She placed it on the table before me, and when she leaned over to put the tray down, the neckline of her top hung very low. Now, only inches away from my eye hung Kaniha's creamy white breasts. Not just cleavage, but everything including her thick brown nipples. For the five or so seconds that the vision lasted, I couldn't pull my eyes away. When she stood up I knew she must have caught me staring and started turning red-faced. But Kaniha just rubbed her eyes as she put the tray down and sat next to me on the sofa.




I could smell her perfume, which caressed the air -- a low, lemony, curiously enticing aroma. I was slightly nervous since this was the first time that I was alone with Kaniha, the wife of my friend. And I had to look at her only, and she was looking hot. She looked like she was seducing me. My palms sweated the entire time. My heart raced every time Kaniha looked at me. We were sipping tea slowly, taking our time. We talked about many subjects. She asked about my wife and kids, but not once did she mention her husband's loan or anything about our business.

Then, giving a naughty smile to me, she asked me, "Are you bored?"

This just encouraged me, and I said, "Your perfume is wonderful." I took a deep smell. "It is exotic."

"Do you like it?" Her eyes sparkled.

"Yes, it is so nice."

"Thank you."

"You asked me to come anytime."

"I did. Did I say something wrong?" she said in naughty mood.

I felt embarrassed and muttered thanks, and she grinned, mischief in her eyes.

" Didn't you want to meet me?"

"Yes! I wanted to meet you alone."

"And I gave you the opportunity."

"I admire your guts, lady."

"Do you find me attractive?"

"You look good enough to eat," I said. "I always found you very beautiful, lovely, and attractive." I was staring down at her breasts confined still under the thin fiber of her qameez.





Kaniha blushed and looked at the objects I was staring at, but laughed again, softly.

"Don't flatter me, Jai, you liar. I am sure you tell that to all the women you meet."

I told her, "Kaniha, you are looking really very sexy and inviting too."

She said in a very low voice, "Really, Jai. Don't forget I am your friend's wife."

"But you are so attractive and irresistible," I whispered.

"Really?"

"Yes. I have always thought of you," I admitted. "But I could never muster courage to speak that to you."

"Is that all?"

"No! There is more to tell you." I touched her arm with my fingers and began to caress it gently. She eyed me with heavy eyes from under veiled eyelids and weakly smiled. She slowly pushed her lower body closer into mine. Her breasts almost touched the side of my chest. I slowly put my arm around her back and gradually brought it around her neck. Kaniha lightly trembled as I took her hand and moved closer to her. I kissed her hand and held it.

Some time later, I quietly slipped my hand on her thigh. I kissed her hair and her golden earrings. I raised her face with my hands and kissed her on her cheek and then her thick lips.

I kissed them once very lightly and then gradually more insistently. A few minutes later, I moved my tongue over and over her lips and made them wet with my saliva and then slowly drew my tongue inside her lips. She reciprocated by offering her pouting lips and kissing me back.





I then moved my hand and rested it lightly over the dupatta on her breast and began to gently caress her breasts. My hands were immediately busy, groping over the material, and then I removed a hand to slowly slide it under the dupatta and rest my hand firmly on the cloth over her breast. I was slowly and firmly caressing and gently squeezing her breast by moving my hands from one to the other, and gradually I slipped my hand at her breasts beneath her neckline and ran my fingers over there. She closed her eyes, her head still on my shoulder. I pulled her hand over my hard and thick hurting cock.

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When she touched my cock, she suddenly broke the kiss and raised her eyes. She told me, "Well, I think that was sufficient. You should stop now, please." She pushed my hand away slowly from her breasts. She was not angry but pressing her lower lip in her teeth. She got up from the sofa and, moving away from me, sat just opposite me.





That was unexpected for me, so I became little embarrassed and quiet. We avoided each other's eyes. I blinked at her pathetically as a fool.

I found my courage again after a minute. I tried holding her arm, but she jerked my hand away. The rest of the time went without any event. My heartbeat was increasing every minute for a woman to whom I was desperately looking in spells, but she wouldn't look at me.

"You may please leave now. We'll meet some other time," she told me.

"As you wish," I said.

After few minutes I got up to take my leave. She also got up.

The moment I was leaving, she stood staring at her feet and blushing. I could even hear her breaths, which were becoming heavier all the time, causing her beautiful breasts to jiggle in her tight qameez. I knew it was now or never for me. I could not wait any longer to make my move.

I walked up to her and held her hand. She tried to withdraw it from me, but I was not leaving. Then I put my arm around her waist and gently escorted her in.

"Jai, please let me go," she whispered.

I spun her around, and pressing my hard-on against her crotch, I gave her a light kiss on the nape of her neck, licking her earlobe.

"Jai, please don't. I am a married woman, and you are also married," she protested.

"Married people are safe. I can't afford to make virgins pregnant. Do you want me make some virgin pregnant? You were married then also when you were touching my foot," I replied and kissed her passionately. "That was a different matter; you wanted me to touch you."

Her cries of "Please stop... Please stop it..."started becoming louder.





I then proceeded to stroke her inner thighs from the outside just to tease her. I looked in her eyes; they were dreamy and full of lust. Her lips were quivering. When she reached down to stop my advances, I grasped her soft hand and guided it to my cock.

"You have made it so hard from so many days; now please at least play with it for some time," I flattered.

She pulled her hand away as it made contact with my sticky member. She stared at me in surprise.

"We really should not do it..." she panted. Her mouth was dry as she continually licked her lips with her tongue. As a final effort, she pleaded with me to let her go. She whispered in my ears, "Oh, Jai, is this right, what we are doing? Please let this go... Please leave me... Please don't do this to me! This is not right. We should not do this. I am like your sister in law. I am your friend's wife. We really shouldn't..."She hesitated as if in a dream. Her willpower was weakening. "Please do not force me, I beg of you."

I spoke, pressing myself against her. "OK! As you say! Thanks for what you have given me... Believe me, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen." And I purposely released my grip on her, freeing her completely. I told her, "I don't want to force anything on you, so I let you free."





This was a big shock, as she had never thought I would leave her like that all of a sudden.

"You are sure you don't want to?" I asked.

"Yes! I don't want to," she said, but she didn't move back.

"I know you want it. You speak lies, and I will keep waiting for the time when you will say 'yes'," I said.

"I don't know what to say... I'm afraid to do this, but ... I can feel my heart beating hard," Kaniha said. Her face was red, and her eyes were sleepy.

"Kaniha, you know you want this. I can see it in your eyes."

She was totally confused now, and it was looking as though her body and mind were at war. I walked toward her and told her, "Kaniha, I want to kiss your neck, and slowly unbutton your qameez. I want to feel the smoothness of your breasts in my hands. Come on, be bold and help me."





Finally she gave up; "Okay then..." She seemed to have resolved the issue. The lust was so visible now in her eyes. "You have to promise me you will never tell anyone, ever."

" I promise it will be only our secret, and no one will know. "

She looked at the door, went and locked it, and then came back.

I was not expecting what happened next. I felt the firmness of Kaniha's grip on my arm. Not looking at me, as she was shy, she kissed my lips playfully. Her lips roamed over face, neck, ear, nose, and cheeks. Then she put her head on my shoulders with a look of fascination on her face and I started to run my other hand through her hair.

I pulled her closer and kissed her. She responded with the same ardor as that with which I was kissing her. She broke the kiss and whispered, "Thanks, I really need this."

She bit my lower lip. While kissing her I pushed her towards the wall. My hands felt her chest as it heaved under me. The touch was like cream. The smoothness made me push my cock against her harder. I was leaning against her now. Undoubtedly she could feel my erection against her leg.

She was stroking my hair. The looks in her eye confirmed what I had always suspected: She always wanted to give herself to me.




I could feel her breath on my neck and chest. She pushed my hair away from my face again.

After a long silence that made me feel awkward, she spoke. "Tell me something, Jai. Do you ever think about me?" Now she looked down.

"Yeah, sure -- all the time since we met."

"What do you think about?"

"I think..." I stammered. She put a hand on my chest and looked again in my eyes. "I think you're pretty sexy," I said.

"That's all?"

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"No! There is more. You are such a desirable lady, my dear. Even a saint would lose his self-control in close proximity to you."

"Really?"

"Yes, you have given me so many sleepless nights."

"Thank you. I think about you, too, you know," she offered.

"What do you think about?"

"Same thing, mostly: how beautiful you are, and how lucky your wife is to have such an intelligent, handsome, and considerate man for a husband." Again she pushed my hair away from my face. This time, she petted my head. "And I think about how much I have missed you."

Once again we started kissing, and this time we were kissing like to horny lovers! We explored every part of each other's mouth with our tongues. We also licked each other's tongues! It was the best bit of kissing I had done in my life! We must have kissed for about few minutes, while my hand was roaming all over her body. My other hand was on her tits and was fondling them.

Kaniha had placed one hand around my neck and started to kiss me again while her other hand had wandered down and was busy playing with my ass. Then she spoke. "Jai, not here. Stop it. Anyone could catch us here. Let's go to the bedroom we'll be more comfortable," she said panting.

"Oh! What are we waiting for? Let's go inside." I said, and we adjourned to her bedroom. I couldn't believe my luck. Here I was alone with my dream lady in her bedroom. I thought I must have been dreaming.

In a hurry we got into bed. We lay on the bed, our sides facing each other, our limbs entangled, our mouths pressed together. We began kissing and grabbing and squeezing each other. She began to kiss me on my chest. She sucked my nipples, then licked my stomach. My erection was throbbing, and I reached under her shilwar to feel her crotch. She closed her eyes and threw her arms around me tight as I rubbed her hard. I reached down the front of her panties and began to rub my fingers between her pussy lips. She was dripping wet as I shoved my fingers into her vagina. I fucked her hard with my fingers until she asked me to stop because I was hurting her.





I asked her to undress now and soon we both got undressed. Deliberately, she unclipped her gloriously thick hair and shook it free, and that made her sexier.

Oh, what a pair of breasts she possessed! They were still in their shape. She was a marvelous sensual beauty with ample breasts that were possibly 36C. They were well shaped and round with her nipples jutting out in perfect proportion. Her tits were quite firm and pert, even without the support of the bra; they looked like couple of ripe mangos hanging on a branch. Her breasts were soft brown in color, yet contrasted beautifully with dark pink nipples. Her areolas were medium sized. They were starting to get erect as I was hungrily staring at them because they looked so beautiful. I caressed, kissed, and licked all over her body, squeezing her breasts, thighs, and buttocks while she was stroking my cock with her hand, biting her lip.




She panted, and we were drenched in sweat. Then she said, "Now that we are here in bed, you can do what you want to do."

She was squirming and panting like anything, and I knew this beautiful married woman was ready for me.

"You are big," she said, stroking my cock. She took my cock in her hand, and her silky fingers made my cock like an iron rod encased in a silken cloth. I was amazed. I had never recalled my cock's feeling so hard that with all my might I was unable to bend it.

Once again I started to kiss her all over her face. I started from her forehead. Then I moved to her eyes. Her chubby cheeks came next. I was eating her cheeks. Then I kissed and nibbled her ears. Finally I moved to her mouth. I sucked her lips vigorously. We explored each other's mouths as we had done in the lounge. I pushed my tongue as far as I could inside her mouth, literally touching her throat!

I continued the kissing and went lower. I was now kissing her neck and then sucking and even gently biting it. I moved lower to her breasts, the breasts I had been seeing every night in dreams, and now for the first time I was so near to them. I started to eat her breasts as if they were ripe mangos. They were getting as red as apples from my constant eating and sucking.





I paid attention to her rock-hard nipples. I teased them with my tongue. I probed them gently with my tongue, making them very erect! I stopped when they were really hard! Then I started to suck them, slowly to begin with. I increased my speed and was now furiously sucking and even biting them!

"Oh yeah! Jai, that's it! Suck them hard! Bite them hard! They need it."

"Kaniha! You don't have to ask me. They really deserve it."

Now I moved lower. Now I was level with her enticingly deep navel! As before, I used my tongue to good effect. I moved my tongue in and out of her navel while teasing her belly button.

"Ufff...! Suck it! It feels so nice and excited!"

And I started sucking it. This was a new experience for me. I couldn't do it with any woman I met either. But with Kaniha, it was different. I took her belly button in my fingers and sucked it feverishly. Kaniha was now screaming heavily.

"Aahhh...! Uffff...! That's it! Fuck me now, Jai! I can't stand it anymore! I need you inside me now! Put your big fat cock inside me!" Kaniha screamed.





Her legs looked silky smooth. Her thighs were bulky and fleshy, but well proportioned.

She parted her thighs. Finally, I got on top of her and positioned myself, placing my rock-hard cock squarely on her waiting cunt! She herself grabbed my erection and pointed it to her pussy, so I shoveled my dick into her pussy as the head of my cock entered her cunt. With the first push more than half of my cock slid inside her wet snatch. Slowly the whole length of my cock entered her without any resistance. Her cunt was very tight and so warm that I thought I would never want to pull out of it again.

"Jai, please do it slowly first. I have never had such a big cock. My husband's cock is small."





So I slowed down a little and started to rub her pussy with my finger. I was searched her clit and soon found it. I started to rub and squeeze her clit. Meanwhile I was also fondling her lovely tits and managed to kiss her so as to increase her sexual pleasure. I made a strong move and forced my penis deep into her. She began to wriggle like a snake trying desperately to escape from the eagle's claws. "No, please slowly. It hurts, please." she began to plead. Her pleading only made me hornier as I again thrust my penis deep into her. She began to shout and moan in pain. I placed my hand under her shoulder and grabbed her breast with the other. My mouth went over hers and I again thrust my penis into her. This time she threw her head back and yelped. "Ahhhh!"

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She became very horny and screamed. "Ohhh! Jai, what are you doing to me? I think you are killing me!"

"Oh, my sweetheart, I don't want to kill you; I want to show you my love," I said breathlessly."

"Yes, that's it, Jai! Fuck me with your big dick! I am yours. Take me." I started to pump faster as she encouraged me.




I kissed her mouth with mine and continued mauling her breasts. Her hands came over my back with a burning sensation for she was now nailing my back and biting my lips. I entered deep into her as her hand encircled my back, guiding me inside her. She put her legs on my back and pulled me down.

Now I withdrew, pushing my cock back. Suddenly she thrust her hips against my swollen cock, and wrapped her legs around my waist. She moved forward, pushing herself onto my cock. I loved the way she kept clutching at my ass, grabbing at me, roughly, almost painfully, pulling me more deeply into her, harder and harder each time. She was very aggressive in bed; I have never seen woman as aggressive as she was.

She said, "You are a better partner in bed than my husband is." I was very pleased and started giving it to her harder and harder. The whole bed was shaking and jerking because of my strong movements. I began driving it in and out, faster and faster, sweat collecting on my body as I kneaded her tits, which were glistening with sweat. She was moaning loudly, as her breath came faster and she locked me in with her legs, drawing me into her.





We sucked on each other's lips and tongue moved faster. I tasted her breath in my mouth as I began to pump harder. She was pumping harder too. Kaniha began to fuck me fast and furiously. I was surprised by her eagerness, but I matched her thrusts.

"Yes, that's it," she said to me, and we pounded each other so hard that my pelvis bone hurt.

Finally Kaniha screamed. "Jai! I am going to come..."

"Oh! Me too, Kaniha! Come with me," I whispered.

"It's okay," she whispered. "It's okay to come inside. I'm on the pill."

" Jai. Uffffff . . ." she exclaimed as she climaxed and pulled me tightly over her.

Her ankles were locked over my back and her heels were digging into my tailbone ensuring the deepest possible penetration possible. And then with a final thrust, we both came and I started pumping so fast till I spurted last drop of semen in Kaniha's cunt. I could feel the vaginal juices flooding from her pussy. I collapsed on Kaniha and stayed there very still for about five minutes.




Panting heavily, we fell beside each other and lay together, our bodies sweaty and sated. She rubbed my chest softly while I held her in my arms, cradling her body next to me.

"That was incredible," she whispered in my ear.

"I am glad you enjoyed it," I replied.

"'Enjoy' is hardly a strong enough word. You have a massive fucking cock. Every woman would love to get it in her pussy. You are a perfect fucker."

She was to my right. She moved close to my body, put her right leg on my lower body and rested her thighs and knees on mine. Then she started moving her right hand over my chest and very slowly brought it below it below onto my cock. Rubbing my cock, she said, "I loved it... I wish I could have you everyday and every night. I would love to have it everyday."

"May I ask you for some help?" she asked hesitantly.

"No," I replied.

She looked very disappointed and said "Oh! I am sorry."

I laughed and took her face in my hand and, looking into her eyes, said, "You can't ask me, but you can give me an order."

"Oh! My dear! I want to know whether is there any chance that you could give one month to my husband to repay your loan."





"You have granted him two months just half an hour ago."

She blushed and said to me, "Oh! Thank you very much. I knew you wouldn't refuse my request."

I started to massage her thighs, and then my hand reached her pussy and I felt its wetness.

"You are wet again."

Kaniha giggled. "My thirsty cunt wants one more hot load from you."

"Oh dear! My cock will die for it."

She moaned and said, "Jai, I've been dying do this for years!"

I wasted no time. We started kissing hard again.

She then took my dick in her hand, saying "Oh, Jai! It's so hot," and started to caress it slowly. She was rubbing my cock and balls. That made my cock like a red-hot steel pole, and I was now wild. I moved my hand on her back and it reached between her buttocks. She lay beside me holding my dick in her hand while my hand was on her ass, stroking it slowly.

I was going totally crazy as my fingers touched all over her butt. I suddenly turned her around, bent her forward, and put my tongue inside. My teeth dig into her anus, and I bit. A loud moan escaped from her mouth.




It was a lovely feeling. Just too good. Her inviting asshole was igniting my deepest passions. I was wondering if I should do anything about it when she said in her husky sexy voice, "How can you resist my ass like that? I can't. Put your finger in and find your dick. Do it now."

"Kaniha, we will fuck like dogs now."

And she knelt with her hands down, without any question. Kaniha was on her knees on the bed, and her well-shaped fully round buttocks were hanging in air. I adjusted myself behind her, touching my shaking cock to her butt. I knelt forward, grabbed Kaniha from behind, and parted her legs. I grabbed her breasts. I was desperate to find her hole. Kaniha grabbed my cock in her hand. She gave few strokes to my cock and, parting her legs further, adjusted the tip of my cock to her pussy entrance. I pushed forward, and the head of my cock inched inwards.

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Then, slowing, I inserted the tip of my cock, pushing it inside her. I removed my hands from her globes and adjusted them to grab Kaniha by the waist. Now I started to stroke her slowly. I withdrew fully and then just pushed it in with a hard shove, and she cried out in pure pleasure. Kaniha had to grab the head of the bed to keep her balance, and her face was now buried in the pillow. My strokes now speeded up. Grunting, I started to fuck her furiously. I was now fucking her hard and strong. I was biting her all over, especially her ass and shoulder. Kaniha was pushing her hips towards me. I looked down, and I could see my cock appearing and disappearing in the hole. Kaniha was now fondling my balls and moaning. She also co-operated with me by moving her pelvis in rhythm with my strokes. Loud moans were escaping her mouth. She was frantic now and moaned loudly. I fucked her like a dog fucking a bitch. This time the fuck was really long and I was getting exhausted.





In the next 20 minutes, she had come twice and was about to come again when I put my pecker in to the hilt and started to ejaculate. Our bodies started to shiver, and I held her tightly. The next moment, she fell to bed, and I was on her waist, fully spent. Our combined fluids hit Kaniha's thighs, and she wiped the stream with her bra. Our liquids were dirtying the bedclothes, but nobody was bothering about it.

"Kaniha! Remember, henceforth I will come, and you will allow me to fuck you in whenever and whatever way I need it."

She put her hands to my neck and relaxed in my strong grip. "Now I am yours at any time you wish."

Our families don't know of our sexual relationship, and we continue our intense sex life with each other. We have tried many variations, and of late I have enjoyed fucking her anus. Till today Karun didn't return the money I'd give him but Kaniha bhabi paid interest regularly.






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MHP-6


"If it's bride is my wife, the house takes my life," Maxamed rocked back and forth on his sofa, whispering to himself in the dark room. "It's a colonizer. My nation but its plantation. The house will furrow into her soil a crop of toil." He wasn't sure what he was saying. "The house will supplant me as it delves her. I have seen it. That is prophesy. I have a foretaste. The house has spoken."


"Maxamed?" Ileana walked into her living room and switched on the light. "Who are you talking to?"


"No one, my darling." Maxamed stood, took his wife's hand, and gently kissed her dark knuckles. "You are radiant this evening."


"You are acting so strange. I think the Anushka' place still pulls at your mind, husband." She drew her hand away from him gently. "Maybe I should go back there and see if I can get us some closure."





"No, no, no," Maxamed hissed. "Never go back there. It wants you." He looked around the room like a hunted animal. "Where are the children?"


"At my mother's." Ileana sighed. She missed the kids. They were always at her parents' recently.


"Good, good." Maxamed nodded and leaned onto Ileana's shoulder with all his weight. "You are mine and it cannot have you," he whispered in her ear. "I have seen what it would do, and you would never be the same."


"There, there, Maxamed." Ileana patted him on the back tenderly and steered him toward their room. "I am yours, never fear. Let's get you to bed. It's late."


"Yes, I fear it is too late." Maxamed let his wife guide him to bed and tuck him in. "But maybe I can change the course of things to come."


"Maybe." Ileana kissed her husband on the cheek. "Now get some rest. You'll feel better in the morning."


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"Mom?" Krishan looked over at his bedside clock. It was almost morning. "Wake up." He and his mother had really gone at it last night, and she'd fallen asleep still mounted on him. His dick was big enough to stay inside her even when soft. Krishan ran his hands down her soft sides and over the wonderful curve of her hips. Her large breasts pressed into his clavicle, and her head rested on the pillow with her mouth right next to his ear. He could hear her gentle breathing as she slept. "It's almost morning, Mom. You have to go back to Dad."





"What ... what was that ... pumpkin?" Anushka opened her eyes. It took her a moment to figure out where she was. When she realized it was her son's room, her blood froze. "What time is it?" Goodness, was that his soft penis still inside her vagina? Her pussy gave an involuntary squeeze. Oh, no, and he was growing.


"It's four-thirty." Krishan's fingers pressed into the soft, pliable flesh of her butt even as he knew she needed to leave.


"Oh, dear, oh, dear." Anushka lifted her hips and pulled him out of her. Cold semen ran down her legs. "I was worried this would happen. If your father ever found out ..." She picked up her bra and panties, finding them on the floor in the moonlight. The cold air sent goosebumps along her arms and legs. She wrapped her nakedness in a robe. "I have to go, sweetie." Anushka turned for the door.


"Bye, Mom. I love you."


"I love you, too." Anushka turned back to the bed and hurried over to Krishan. She kissed him on the lips and on his soft cheek, then rushed for the door. "I'll see you at breakfast in a few hours." She looked back over her shoulder as she opened the door and could see her eighteen-year-old son's penis very hard again and sticking up in the air. It was such a beautiful sight.


"Mom?"


"Yeah?" Anushka stopped in the doorway.


"Remember that time we did it after you were running on the treadmill in the basement?" Krishan watched her soft, pretty face hovering in the shadows.


"Yeah." Anushka shivered when she thought about how he had taken her from behind on their washing machine.


"Could you, maybe ... um ... go for a run naked on the treadmill when I get home from college?"



"Naked? No, I can't do that. My breasts need support. And your father will be home this afternoon, and so will your sister for that matter. Why would you even ask such a thing?" Her question came out harsher than intended.


"Sorry." Krishan hung his head. "I just thought it would be sexy."


"Sexy?" The thought of pleasing her insatiable teenager was still quite new and titillating to Anushka. He really did want her. "Maybe another time, okay?"


"Okay." Krishan watched her robed figure disappear out the door. He needed to fap. Just thinking about her jiggly body on that treadmill sent waves of pleasure through his nerves.


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"Do you hear that, honey?" Ganesh stopped working on a drywall patch in the guest bedroom, kneeling on the floor and listening.


"What?" Anushka paused as she made the bed. Karun and Hansika would be staying with them tomorrow night, and she wanted the guest room ready for them. She listened to the house. "It sounds like ticking. It's a clock, Ganesh." She finished tucking in the top sheet.


"I know it's a clock." Ganesh put down his tools, took off his gloves, and stood. The way his wife filled that dress was otherworldly. It hurt his heart to gaze on her beauty. "But we don't have a grandfather clock. Or any ticking clock for that matter." He moved up behind her and grabbed her wide hips. His hand moved up her belly. There was more of a curve there than he remembered. Maybe those larger breasts were a harbinger of more fat to come. Ganesh didn't care.


"Stop, Ganesh. I'm making the bed." Anushka pushed his hands away. "Maybe it's water dripping somewhere." But Anushka knew it was a clock. She'd never seen it, but she'd heard it for months.


"I hope not. Can you imagine that disaster?" He spun her around and kissed his wife on the lips.


"You're filthy from work, Ganesh. Maybe later." Anushka half-heartedly pushed him away again.


"You look too good, Anu." With a smile, Ganesh pushed her down on the bed, lifted her dress, and mounted her.


"You need a condom." But Anushka didn't insist on it. She let him have his way. It was only fair that he got a turn after what his son had done to her last night.





"I'll be ... careful." Ganesh pulled her panties aside and entered her. Three minutes later, he lay panting on top of her, completely spent. "How was that?"


"Amazing," Anushka lied. She'd barely felt him. It had ended almost before it began. She'd spent so much of her life thinking that sex with Ganesh was good sex. She'd been so wrong. "Now get off, I have to make the bed again."


"Give me a ... minute." Ganesh huffed and puffed.


"Your son and daughter-in-law are sleeping here tomorrow. In this  bed. Have you no shame, Gani?" Anushka swatted at his shoulder playfully, thinking of all the times Krishan had destroyed her pussy in Ganesh and Anushka's marital bed.


"None." Ganesh rolled off his wife and pulled up his pants. "Back to work, I guess."



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"Dude, your sister-in-law is here again." Hassan nudged Krishan as he watched the gorgeous blonde woman stroll across the library. She was perfectly put together with a black purse slung over her shoulder, a knee-length green dress that hugged her curves wonderfully, and just a touch of makeup. Hassan tried not to drool.

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"Really?" Krishan looked up. He was sitting on the floor near the stacks with a book in his lap. He dropped in his bookmark and closed his copy of Psycho. "I better go see what she wants."





"Yeah, you better." Hassan nodded and watched Krishan stand up and amble across the library.


The librarian caught sight of Hansika. "Miss Hansika? What're you doing back here?"


"It's Krishan now." Hansika held up her left hand so the librarian could see her ring. "I'm here to pick up my brother-in-law."


"Ah, so you married Karun after all. Good for you." Karun was obnoxious. Nothing like his thoughtful younger brother. She watched the young man greet his sister-in-law. looked over at Krishan. "Last time I saw this young woman, she was  Queen. She was radiant."


"Thank you kindly,." Hansika turned to Krishan. And took him by the shoulder. "Come along now, it's time for your doctor's appointment."


"Right." Krishan picked up his backpack on the way out and gave a quick wave to Hassan. His friend waved back, but his eyes were glued to Hansika's butt. "I must have forgotten," Krishan said. "Bye, mam."


"Keep reading," the librarian called after him.



"I will." Krishan let Hansika hustle him down the hall. "What's your rush? I said I'd visit tomorrow."


"It's been three days," Hansika whispered in his ear. "Four days is too long." She looked around the hall, saw no one, and gave his little butt a smack. "You have a jacket?" Hansika collected her down jacket from a hook by the college's main entrance.


"No." Krishan only had on jeans and a sweater.


"It's snowing, Danny." She gave him a mock serious look. "If you catch cold and die, I'll be very upset."


"You'll have to keep me warm, Hansi."


"Mission accepted." She smacked his butt again and herded Krishan out of the college into the falling snow.


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From the warmth of her office, Sneha watched them walk shoulder to shoulder into the parking lot. Little white flakes swirled around them. Typical of the boys at the high college, Krishan had neglected to bring a jacket. As principal, Sneha  always tried to remind the boys that they weren't impervious to cold. Youth made one feel invincible. It didn't make one invincible.


This odd couple had Sneha's attention. She strummed her fingers on her desk as she sipped at her coffee. She could see her own reflection superimposed on the retreating. She was a chubby. Krishna and Hansika were a couple of young people having a good time, pushing, playfully hitting, and altogether too close. They looked like lovers to Sneha's trained eye. But of course, that was impossible. Right? Sneha didn't know Hansika's family, but she knew Anushka and Ganesh. Krishan was a good kid. The pair got into an SUV. Erin turned back to her monitor and pulled up some files on the computer.





Hansika had been in to see Krishan often these past few months. Doctors' appointments, was it? Sneha would have to see about that. Sneha checked Krishan's grades. They'd been falling lately. Her son had dated Krishan's twin sister for a little while. She'd have to ask Tarun about the Krishna family  when she got home. She sighed, turned, and watched the SUV leave the parking lot. Sneha didn't know what was going on, but she trusted her gut. And her gut said something fishy was happening right under her nose.


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"I'd forgotten you were Queen." Krishan looked over at Hansika. She seemed so serious with her eyes staring at the road. That was probably a good thing, he didn't want them skidding on some ice and ending up in a ditch.


"Oh, yeah. The funny thing about it was Karun didn't win King." Hansika took her right hand off the wheel and reached into Krishan's lap. She deftly unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, and then pulled out his heavy, semi-rigid cock. It was so warm in her cold fingers.


"Maybe just keep both hands on the wheel?" Krishan liked the attention, but he liked living even more. The snow flew up against the windshield and it reminded him of how stars looked when a starship from one of his beloved movies went warp speed.


"Karun was so jealous of Arjun. He thought I was cheating on him with the captain of the football team. What a dummy, right?" Hansika smiled and risked a glance at Krishan. Her hand stroked his dick up and down. With each pump it got bigger and bigger. "Maybe he figured I'd cheat because that's what he would have done." Hansika laughed at that thought, a soft jingling sound. "With a girl I mean. Everyone had a crush on Arjun. They all loved the King. But stupid little teenager me only had eyes for Karun."





"You remember the fight Karun had senior year?" Hansika's white smile widened. "He had a black eye for graduation, remember? That was Arjun. Karun, dumb-dumb that he is, accused Arjun of stealing his girl and took a swing at him. Of course, Arjun defended himself."


"I'm going to ... cum ... Hansi."


"Oh." Hansika pulled over to the curb on the deserted suburban street. "We can't have you making a mess of my car." She looked around, let the car idle, and then lowered her head to Krishan's lap. She gagged a little as she forced his monstrous length down her throat. What a powerful feeling. With her left hand she massaged his heavy balls. To think, those hanging testicles would be banging against her ass soon. Her pussy creamed.





"My ...... Queen," Krishan said. With snow softly falling around their car, Krishan grunted and emptied himself straight into her belly. The sounds of her hungry gulping filled the car.


Hansika carefully cleaned the head with her tongue. Eventually, she leaned back into her own seat and smiled. "There now, let's get you back to my place." She put the car back in drive and pulled out onto the road. She noticed Krishan hadn't tucked away his still hard dick. That was fine by her. Every moment she got to see that thing was a gift.

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Ten minutes later, Hansika only wore her bra. She pressed her hands up against the front hallway wall. The framed pictures danced with each thrust she absorbed from the back. "I ... ugh ... ugh ... ugh ... love it, Krish. You're ... turning me inside ... out." She could feel his fingers pressed into the flesh around her hips and the desire they conveyed was sublime.





"Don't have sex with ... Karun ... for a week." Krishan looked at one of the bouncing photographs, a wedding shot with Hansika's veil pushed back and a big smile on her face. Little did that woman know she'd soon give in to a boy sitting in the crowd that day.


"Why?" Hansika looked at a different photo. She and Karun on their honeymoon, both in their swimsuits on the beach. Karun was so tan, and muscled. But it turned out he wasn't big where it counted.


"I just want ... him to go without ... a little bit." Krishan reached a hand up and pulled on her hair.


"Okkkkayyyyy ... ggggggzzzzzzzzzzz ..." Hansika came while looking at her unsuspected past self so happy on the beach. When she recovered, Krishan was still giving it to her from behind with long, powerful strokes. "I ... I ... have to tell you ... something."





"Yeah?"


"I'm ... I'm ..." It was so hard to say, but she desperately wanted Krishan to know. "I'm ... pregnant."


"What?" Krishan stopped thrusting and held his dick all the way inside her. "Really? Is it Karun's?" He loosened his grip on her hair.


Hansika shook her head and wiggled her pale butt back into him.


"Is it ... mine?"


Hansika nodded and looked back over her shoulder. "It's a good thing, Krish. I want your baby."


"I thought you were on the pill?" Krishan could feel her pussy squeezing him as he held himself motionless inside her. The flood of emotions was contradictory and confounding.


"It happens." Hansika shrugged. Especially when you forget to take your pill for some crazy reason, she didn't say.


"Should I pull out? I mean, will I hurt the baby?"


"No. It's fine." Hansika bounced her butt against him to get some rhythm back. "Do me, Krish."


"Wow." Krishan put his hands back on her hips and moved slowly in and out, gradually picking up the pace. "What are we going to do about it?"





"I don't ... oh ... know,Krish. I'll have the baby ... with Karun ... I guess." Hansika could feel the surge of another orgasm approaching. She had told him he was a father. She was the first to give him that gift, not that stupid girlfriend of his. That made her so proud. "We'll figure it all out ... aaahhhhhhhh ... later."


The glass in the picture frames rattled as Krishan moved closer to his own orgasm. He'd planted a seed inside his sister-in-law, and it had taken root. The idea was unsettling, but also deeply compelling. He thought about all the times he'd cum in his mother. Had they really dodged that bullet? And Ileana, too. "Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh." He unloaded in Hansika's pussy, thinking about all the babies he could make.


When they had both settled a bit, Hansika pulled him out of her, turned, and dropped to her knees. She worked with her tongue to clean up their combined cum. Between licks, she looked up at Krishan. "Can I be your ... girlfriend?" He tasted so salty and so good. "I mean ... I know you already have this mysterious girlfriend." She popped him in her mouth, swirled her tongue, and then popped him out again. "But can I be your secret girlfriend, too?"





What could Krishan say? He'd already knocked her up. "Of course, You're my secret girlfriend, too."


"Oh, so your other girlfriend is a secret?" Hansika gave each of his balls a kiss and stood up. She walked down the hall to retrieve her clothes. She needed to get Krishan back to college.


"I didn't say that." Krishan dressed himself, watching Hansika's wide, pale butt shimmy as she pulled on her panties.


"Yes, you did." Hansika turned and winked at him. "I'll figure it out someday, smartypants."


"Whatever,." Krishan sighed and pulled on his shoes. "I have a test in a little bit, can you take me to college?"


"Of course." Hansika went to fetch her purse. "I'm sure you'll ace it. You always were such a nerd." She rolled her eyes playfully at him, but closely gauged his reaction. He laughed it off and Hansika breathed a sigh of relief. She knew he was sometimes sensitive about her teasing him. "Are you still coming over tomorrow?"


"Sure." Krishan walked up and gave her butt a smack through her dress. He thought about saying something about the baby, but still didn't know what to say.


"Don't worry about the baby." Hansika put her hand on her stomach. "Karun will think it's his. It'll all be fine."


"Yeah." Krishan nodded. "It'll be fine." And he followed Hansika to the garage to get back to his test on time.


~~


The cold air in the basement settled around Anushka as she undressed. First, she took off her running shoes. Then her socks, yoga pants, panties, shirt, and sports bra. She stood naked and shivered. The treadmill came to life when she pressed start and stepped on. It gradually increased speed, until she was at a good jog. Her boobs took long bounding lunges, from side to side and up and down. They hurt, but not as much as Anushka expected.





It was time for the twins to get home from college and normally she wouldn't expect anyone to come down to the basement. But she'd left Krishan a very nice note on his desk telling him where to find her and what state of disrobe she'd be in. So, Anushka expected her son to arrive any minute.


"What in heaven's name are you doing, Anu?" Ganesh stood at the bottom of the basement stairs, watching his naked wife jog on the treadmill. The way her butt shook with each step was mesmerizing, but also scandalous. What if someone other than her husband had wandered down into the basement?

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Anushka looked over her shoulder and nearly tumbled from the treadmill. She caught her balance with a hand on the rail and lifted her feet off the rotating belt. "Ganesh. I was just ..." She stepped off the treadmill completely and covered her boobs and brown bush with her hands and arms.


"What? You were just what?" Ganesh walked across the basement toward the laundry room. "You're lucky it was me that found you running like some crazy hippie in the nude. The twins are due home any minute. What if one of them walked down here?"



"Running naked is ... supposed to be good for ..." Anushka looked up at the ceiling as she thought up a lie. "I read this thing online that running naked is good for ageing women. It helps our bodies keep the sag away. You know, in Paleolithic times women didn't have any supportive underwear."


"You're supposed to run like a caveman?" Ganesh stopped at the laundry room door and cocked his head. It was an interesting theory.


"A cavewoman. Yes." Anushka nodded and dressed herself.


"You don't need to worry about sag, Anu." Ganesh watched her boobs disappear back into her sports bra. "I mean, sure your breasts hang a bit. But they look wonderful. Better than on our wedding day."


"Thank you, honey." Anushka blushed and pulled her pants on.


"Wow, Mom, I ..." Krishan froze at the bottom of the stairs. "Oh, hi, Dad."


"Avert your eyes, Krish. Your mother's getting dressed." Ganesh gave Anushka and I-told-you a look. When she'd pulled her shirt on, he looked back at Krishan. "Welcome home. It's almost like I just warned someone of this exact situation."


"What?" Krishan raised his eyebrows and looked back and forth between his parents. "Look, sorry to interrupt. I got your note, Mom. And I thought ..." Krishan gave an exaggerated shrug.


"Note?" Ganesh felt like he was missing something.


"Oh, I just left a note on Krish's desk welcoming him home and congratulating him on his test." Anushka studied Ganesh closely to see the effect of this lie. It seemed to do the trick. When had lying become such a habit for her? When had she become good at it?


"Test?" Ganesh perked up. "You did well on a test?"


"Yeah, I aced a math test today." Krishan frowned. This was a lie. He'd actually barely passed his math test after Hansika had dropped him back at college. He hadn't been able to concentrate after the news she'd dropped on him. The lack of studying hadn't helped either.


"Excellent. Extra dessert for you tonight, kiddo." Ganesh smiled, opened the door, and disappeared into the laundry room.


Krishan gave Anushka a look that said what the heck is he doing here?


Anushka mouthed the word sorry at Krishan. "Yes, lots of goodies for you tonight, Krish. Now run along upstairs and we'll catch up with you later." She gave him a wink. "If you're in your room, I might bring you an early dessert in a few minutes."


"Oh, okay. Thanks, Mom." Krishan smiled and bounded back up the stairs.


"Ganesh. Are you busy for the next hour?" Anushka called into the laundry room.


"Yeah, I've got to work on this leaky valve near the water heater. Why, you need something?" Ganesh called out at her.


"No. That's fine, dear." Anushka couldn't stop the smile that spread on her face. "That's fine. I'll catch up with you at dinner."


"Sounds good. The water will be off for a little while." Ganesh turned off the main and got to work. This house certainly kept him busy.


"Not a problem." Anushka turned and headed for the stairs. Hopefully the water would be back on by the time she needed a shower. They'd have to make this a quicky. No more than an hour, she promised herself.


~~


"I was thinking you could put it in my butt, today. What do you want, sweetie?" Anushka stroked his penis with her breasts, giving the head a lick every once in a while.





"About that ..." Krishan took a deep breath. He really hoped she wouldn't be mad at him. Better to tell her while she had her tits wrapped around his dick. He figured she'd be less likely to scold him that way. Anushka looked up at him with adoration. When was he going to mount her? He better do it soon or they were going to run out of time.


"I got a girl pregnant."


"You what?" Anushka stopped moving her breasts up and down and held them with his penis still buried between them. She looked up with incredulous, wide eyes at her handsome son. "You did what now?"





"It was an accident."


"Well I guessed that much." Her hands moved, almost as if on their own, and squeezed her boobs slowly up and down again. "Who is it? Is she one of your classmates? Did you use the condoms I got you? No, this must have happened before I got them. Was I too late?" Her hands sped up.


"She isn't a classmate." Krishan leaned back on his bed. He couldn't believe she was still giving him a titjob after he'd broken the news.


"You conquered a teenager with this enormous thing, didn't you?" Anushka stood, straddled her son, and positioned his penis at her entrance. She really should be angry. Furious even. But the thought of him taking one of those high college seniors, digging her out, and leaving her full made Anushka giddy. She wished she could have seen that girl's eyes when Krishan plastered her womb. "Aaaaaahhhhhhhhh." Anushka lowered herself onto his penis and felt inch after inch slide in. "This is the penis that ... uuugggghhhhhhh ... penetrated some innocent girl."





"I told you ... uh ... uh ... uh ... Mom." Krishan grunted as his mother planted her feet on the bed and rode him with long, bouncing strokes. "She's older."


"You did?" Anushka, her face twisted with lust, looked down into Krishan's blue eyes and knew. A mother always knows these things. "You ... ugghhhh ... didn't stop doing it with Hansika. Did you?"


Krishan shook his head and watched her big tits bounce and shake.


"Oh, gosh, Krish . You impregnated your brother's wife?" The thought set Anushka on fire. She switched up her movements, and rubbed her clit against him with hard, twisting gyrations. "What have you done?"


"She ... was on the pill."


"Your seed was so strong that ... oooohhhhhh ... it beat her birth control?" How many different layers of wrong were carefully placed on this one moment? A massive orgasm seized Anushka and she convulsed with quick jerking motions on top of Krishan. "Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh." Just as she came down from the orgasm, she felt the hot splashes inside her and heard Krishan's familiar soft grunts. Another climax took her, one on top of the other. She closed her eyes and let the rapture carry her away.





A few minutes later, Anushka opened her eyes and looked down at Krishan. He had his usual post-orgasm dreaminess about his face, but he also looked a little worried. She put her hands on his chest and felt that long pole still nestled inside her. "It's okay." She wouldn't be a hypocrite. She was hardly one to cast stones on the baby issue. "I know Karun and Hansika were thinking about starting a family in a year or two. It's just a little early. Everything's going to be fine. Are you happy you'll be an uncle?"

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"Yes?" Krishan was not sure what the right answer was.


"Good." Anushka thought about something and her shoulders tensed. "Did you tell her about us? I know how pillow talk goes."


"No." Krishan shook his head adamantly. "I haven't told anyone."





"Good boy." Anushka squeezed her pussy on his penis and felt Krishan flex his giant thing back at her. "I'm disappointed you didn't listen to me and you kept seeing her. But I understand how it is with teenagers. You are a horny lot." Anushka smiled at him. "Promise me you'll use condoms from now on. No matter what the girl says about birth control."


"I promise." Krishan would certainly try.


"And you can't sleep with your sister-in-law again." Anushka tried to look cross, but this was hard to do while naked and straddling her son's lap. "I won't have her break Karun's heart."


"I promise." Krishan reached up and fondled her boobs. He was confident that he wasn't really going to get in trouble. He thought about what would have happened if he'd told his mom about knocking up his sister-in-law before they'd moved into Mansion. It would have been fire and brimstone. But now, not so much.


Anushka sighed and her hips rocked back and forth. "Okay, maybe one more time before I make dinner. Your father should be busy in the basement a while longer." It was actually well past the hour she'd given herself, but Anushka felt optimistic. "Fill me up ... one ... more ... time." She bounced her hips and she could hear the slurping sounds as that hard penis displaced the sperm he'd already dumped inside her. Why did sex with her son have to be so perfect?



~~


The car slid to a stop in the snowy parking lot. Maxamed was a couple miles from the Anderson house, but he didn't want to park any closer. He didn't want the house to see him coming. The wheels slipped and spun as Maxamed pulled into a spot. Tonight was a perfectly lucid night for Maxamed. He felt clear headed. He'd woken at two in the morning, sneaked out of bed, and with the knowledge of exactly what he needed to do.


Maxamed got out of the car, opened the trunk, took out the tiki torch and lit it with his lighter. Not a roaring fire, but plenty good enough to burn the vile place to the ground. It seemed odd to hike down the street with a lit torch, but with the falling snow he needed something to help light his way. His boots crunched in fresh powder as he began his walk.


A while later, he arrived. Pulling his jacket tight around him with his left hand, Maxamed held the torch up with his right. He blinked in the snow at the shadow of the two towers rising above him. "You cannot have my wife," he whispered.


Maxamed trudged down the front walk. The snow blanketed the place in silence. When he reached the front door, he was surprised to find it wide open. Was this the house's invitation to its own destruction? Maxamed stepped in and held the torch aloft. The mansion was not as he remembered it. There were strange, dark paintings on the walls and new furniture. people were always changing their décor. A door to his left stood open and a warm glow flickered from inside.


A flash of memory hit Maxamed. That was where he'd taken the boy for his exorcism. And something else had happened in there. Something horrible. Maxamed decided to start the fire there and then wake up the Krishan to flee. Once the fire got going, they wouldn't be able to stop it. He strode across the large entry room, past the main stairs, and into the once locked room. He stopped dead in his tracks upon entering the room, his heart nearly beat out of his chest. Behind him, the door swung silently closed.


"Welcome to my favorite room, Mr. ...?" A tall man in a three-piece suit and top hat lounged in an armchair at the far end of the room.


"Ileana." Maxamed ogled the man and his surroundings. The man had a thick, dark mustache and the blackest eyes Maxamed had ever seen. Smoke rose slowly from a pipe in his left hand. The room contained a sofa, a sideboard, a glowing oil lamp, and the armchair. Maxamed suddenly remembered tying Krishan to that chair. The room's most striking feature, however, was an enormous brown bear that stood right next to the armchair and leaned its left forepaw on the man's right shoulder. It watched Maxamed with hungry intensity.


"The man tipped his hat at Maxamed. "I am Mr. Vijay and this is my home." He took a puff from his pipe and blew smoke up into the air, watching it writhe and twist.


"You are mistaken, this is a demon's home." Maxamed held the torch in front of him, as if it would ward off this new evil.


"The devil has his hooks in this place, to be sure." Vijay nodded with thoughtful purpose. "But so does God. For I am His agent, messenger, and guardian. And He is filled with wrath."


Maxamed eyed the sofa. A good place to start a fire. The bear moved slightly, shifting its weight. God help him, the thing was alive. Maxamed had hoped it was taxidermy. Maxamed's knees began to tremble.


"But He does recognize your countenance." Vijay's gaze shone cold in the room. "And he cares not for it. Are you so wrapped in your possession of a woman that you would commit arson upon my house and burn alive those living in it?"


"I'll get them out first."


"That is a poor plan." Vijay's smile seemed more ice than human flesh. "It is said that to colonize a land, the colonizer must first till its soil, consume its fertility, and reap its harvests."


"You talk in riddles."


"It is metaphor." Vijay sighed and looked over his shoulder at the bear. He nodded. The bear looked down with a sad, ursine face and nodded back. "I don't see as much as I used to. As the years pass, my vision darkens and shadows move through my house. But He has told me that your wife has already been colonized by that witch."


"Who? What witch?" Maxamed was beyond confused.


"You hear that clock?" Vijay paused and cupped a hand to his ear. The tick tock of a great grandfather clock somehow made its way into the soundproof room. "That was a wedding gift from my wife's father. When her treachery became clear, I cleaved and hung her various parts in place of the clock's pendulum and weights. The fucking thing kept ticking. Hell of a sight, that was. I moved the clock's parts inside her. I'm happy to tell you that she no longer went tick tock tick tock."


"That's horrible." Maxamed took a step back and looked over his shoulder to see the door closed behind him. "It can't be true." His pulse now beat in his ears.


"For he is God's servant for your good. But if you do wrong, be afraid, for he does not bear the sword in vain. For he is the servant of God, an avenger who carries out God's wrath on the wrongdoer," Vijay chewing on his smoking pipe. As he sucked in, the embers reflected red in his eyes. "You came tonight to foment fire and realize murder. That He cannot suffer. That I cannot suffer." He nodded at Maxamed and the bear lumbered out from behind the armchair. Standing at its full height, it was greater than ten feet tall. It walked on its hind legs across the room.


"Back. Get back." Maxamed's voice wavered. He turned to the door, but it was locked. He then turned back to face the beast. "Help. Somebody help me." He held the torch before him. The bear was only a few feet away. Maxamed could smell its sickly-sweet breath, and see the torchlight glistening on its sharp, yellowed incisors.


"They cannot hear you." Vijay laughed. "No one will hear you."


The bear knocked the torch away from Maxamed with a mighty arm. The flame extinguished as it clattered to the floor.


Maxamed made his last earthly sound, a keening, plaintive scream. But Vijay was right. No one heard him. No one came to his rescue.


To be continued……

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A shiver ran down Anushka's spine. It was cold in the hall as she stole out of her bedroom wearing nothing but an oversized t-shirt and panties. She put her hand protectively on her stomach. She could just feel the growing bump there. She wasn't going to be able to hide it forever.





Softly, Anushka closed her bedroom door. She didn't want to wake her oblivious husband sleeping in their marital bed. Also, Karun and Hansika slept right across the hall. She didn't want to wake them. But more than anything, she didn't want to wake the house. She remembered well the night Vijay varma had chased her down the hall. She hadn't seen him since. Maybe he'd wandered off never to return. Anushka padded down the hall and stopped in front of Krishan's door.


Anushka reached for Krishan's door, but then stopped. Not tonight. Anushka tried to give her twins equal time. She took a deep breath and thought of the pleasures that awaited her in Shriya's tower room. She hustled down the dark hall and up the stairs.


Outside Shriya's door, Anushka paused. All three of her children slept under her roof that night. Karun had always been different from the twins. He rebelled at his outsider status. But now, he was more the odd one out than ever. Anushka had bonded with the twins like she'd never imagined possible. Poor Karun had no idea how he'd been pushed farther to the margins. Even his own wife had betrayed him for Krishan and his monstrous penis.

Somewhere in the house, a clock ticked with ponderous precision. Anushka opened her daughter's door and slipped into her room.


~~


The clock struck eleven, and then twelve, and then one. Hansika lay in bed, her body a taut mess of anticipation. Even as Karun snored next to her, she couldn't sleep a wink. She just lay there, waiting and daydreaming about the things she'd do with Krishan. Hansika let the clock tick for a while after it struck one, and then she eased out of bed, careful not to disturb her husband. She had her t-shirt and panties on, but it was cold. She pulled on some sweatpants, grabbed two blankets Anushka had left for them, and moved out into the hall. All was quiet as she moved toward Krishan's room. She clutched the folded blankets tightly to her chest.





Once in Krishan's room, she moved next to his bed and shook him awake. "Krish? Wake up. It's me."


"Mom?" Krishan rolled over onto his back. His dick was so hard it was almost painful. "Get under the covers, Mom."


"It's me, Hansi." Hansika paused and cocked her head. "And that's a weird thing to say."


"What?" Krishan opened his eyes and looked up at his beautiful, blonde sister-in-law. "Oh, hey, Sorry, I was confused."


"Right." Hansika smiled down at him. "I wanna go to the tower room with you. It's going to be gorgeous with the moon and snow. The perfect place to screw." She held the blankets up for him to see. "And I brought blankets in case we get cold."


"We can't ... screw in my sister's room."


"The other tower, silly." She pulled the blanket off her eighteen-year-old brother-in-law and saw he had on flannel pajamas. There was a large bulge that told Hansika he was very ready for her. "Come on, we only have a few hours."


"Okay, okay." Krishan rose. "I can carry the blankets." He held out his arms.


"Always the gentleman, Krish. Your brother could learn a thing or two from you." She handed him the blankets with a wink and led him back out into the hall. They marched across the house and ascended the stairs to the west tower.



~~



"I love the way these feel, Mom." Shriya groped her mom's heavy boobs through the thin cotton of her t-shirt. "They're so full." She lifted herself onto her toes, leaned her head up, and planted a kiss on Anushka's lips.


"Oh ... mmmmm ... sweetie ... that feels ... good," Anushka said between heated kisses. She felt her daughter press into her, and Anushka backed up until her panty-clad butt touched one of the cold, gently-curved windows that surrounded the room.





"Shirt ... off ... Mom." Shriya lifted the shirt over her mother's head and tossed it behind them. When her mom had come in, Shriya had been reading in bed. Her bedside lamp was still on, and she admired the perfect, hanging mammaries in the warm glow. Those little blue veins that crisscrossed Anushka's boobs were to die for. "Midnight snack?" She lowered her mouth to Anushka's right nipple and was rewarded with that sweet, warm elixir.

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"Of course, pumpkin. Ooohhhhhhhh." Anushka cupped her daughter's hair and pressed Shriya's face into her boob. "You're so close to my ... heart ... when you're back at my breast."


Shriya suckled for several minutes, and then pulled off the nipple and looked up at Anushka with a mischievous grin. Milk dribbled down her chin. "Have you tried it yet?"


"What? My milk? No, of course not. That would be --"


"I bet you could get your nipple in your mouth. I mean your boobs are really big, Mom." Shriya traced her fingertip along the bottom of Anushka's left tit and watched as her mother shivered.


"Well, maybe." Anushka shook her head. She wanted to say no, but she knew there was very little she wouldn't do for her twins. "Like this?" Anushka lifted up her right breast from underneath, angled the nipple up, and placed it in her mouth. "Mmmpppphhhhhh." The milk was lovely. She could see why Shriya fed on her so often. The warm, rich liquid filled Anushka's mouth and ran down her throat. She closed her eyes, and felt Shriya go back to sucking on her left nipple. They both gulped greedily, standing in Shriya's chilly room.





~~


"Look, Krish," Hansika whispered and moved through the shadows to one of the east facing windows in the tower room. "Your sister's light is on. And she's with ... she's ... oh, my, God." Hansika stood dumfounded near the window.


"We should just go back to ..." Krishan walked up next to Hansika and froze when he saw what she was looking at. The blankets tumbled from his hands. "Are they ... are they both sucking my mom's boobs?"


"Yeah." Hansika looked over at Krishan in the moonlight that fell through the windows. Along with the surprise she expected to see in his face, she also caught a hint of something else. Jealousy maybe? Longing? She looked back to the other tower. "Can they ... see us?"





"I don't think so. With a light on inside, they can't see anything outside." Krishan scanned quickly around the house. Snow fell lightly and covered the nearby fields and trees. It was pretty. Hansika had been right about that. He looked back to his sister's room, where Anushka held one of her tits up to her mouth, and Shriya had her mouth clamped on the other one.


"This is ... surprisingly ... hot." Hansika quickly pulled off her sweatpants, shirt, and panties and put her hands on the window frame. She stuck her butt back at Krishan. "You need to put it in now, Krish."





"Yeah, okay." Krishan pulled off his pajamas and micro boxers. He glanced down at Hansika's pale, round butt. "But if they turn off the light, we need to drop to the floor."


"Okay." Hansika spread her legs to the sides, lowSnehag her hips. "Put it in, put it in, put it ... aaaaaahhhhhhhhhh ... God, you're so deep." She felt that long shaft slip in from behind, her eyes still fixed on the mother/daughter feeding in the other tower. "If we ... ugh ... ugh ... caught them like this ... they must have been doing ... this for a while. It would be lucky if we caught them the one time they ... um ... go at it." Hansika could see the pleasure on Anushka's face as her mouth pursed around her own nipple. It looked like she was actually gulping something down.





 "God, Krish. I think she's got ... milk ... in those oooohhhhhhhhhh." Hansika thrust back at the eighteen-year-old teenager, while his twin kissed her way down Anushka's belly and lowered herself down so that she was mostly out of view. Hansika could just see the top of Shriya's head between Anushka's legs.


"She does ... have milk." Krishan grabbed her hips and really smashed her backside. The smacking sounds of his hips on her plump ass reverberated around the empty space. "I mean ... um ... that's what it looks like. Um ... is Shriya going down on her?"





"Shit, yessssssss." Hansika watched as Anushka dropped her tit and leaned back against the window behind her. The woman's eyes widened, but not in surprise. This was passion. Anushka was used to this. Good, God. While Hansika had been doing one twin, Anushka had been doing the other one.