14-08-2023, 01:28 AM
AUNT SULABHA AND HER LOVING CHILDREN
[b][i]Chapter 4 - THE HONEYMOON
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As soon as Prasad reached the bedroom, he deposited Mom on the sofa and sat by her side, clinging to her, kissing her passionately. He was so excited that he did not how to start discharging his husbandly duties. Mom asked him to relax. She undressed him slowly, all the while explaining that today being the honeymoon, he had to excel with his cock in addition to his mouth. Though she was not a virgin, she would get fucked in all three portals of her body, namely mouth, cunt and arse in that order. In between, she expected that her darling son would use his mouth to drain her of the lusty fluids in her loin. As he listened to her, he was already hard with desire but she made him sit in a sofa chair as she got up to perform a slow striptease for him. His hand crept to his cock but a sharp rebuke from his mom stopped him.
She walked swaying her hips in front of the sofa and slowly undraped herself of her sari. Her intention was to arouse him horribly on this wedding night to make his penis as big as possible. She soon stood clad only in her blouse and a transparent petticoat. The tightly bound breasts jutted out pointedly, as big as large size hard coconuts. She reached behind her, unbuttoning her blouse and then wriggled out of it. The sight of the black skimpy lacy bra, so tight that it looked to be pasted on her body made his cock spring up. The big soft boobs were tightly bound in the size D cups and were literally flowing out from the sides.
She opened the knot of the petticoat and stepped out of it. Her half-naked lower body came in view. He saw the plump smooth dumpy figure, the huge hips and thick round thighs ending in surprisingly slim ankles and lovely dainty feet, clad in sensuous old style rubber slippers with slim straps, and high heels. The two-and-half inch high heels were flattened to almost one inch with her weight and when she walked, they expanded and flattened erotically. The black nylon panties were extremely small, just ribbon straps and covered only small strips of her flesh. Her soft dense black bush peeked from the sides and the central crotch cover, smaller than a fist left nothing to imagination.
She left her bras and panties on as she prepared for the first fuck. She sat down on the floor, her legs in front of her, reclining against the sofa, her head resting against the cushion comfortably. Then she opened her mouth wide in an invitation and beckoned him. He rushed to her and stood in front of her, his cock trembling inches from her open waiting mouth, the soft lips stretched wide. She made no move but indicated to him that he had to do all the fucking. He cradled her head with one arm for support and holding the shaft steady with the other hand, pushed the red swollen glans into her waiting mouth.
It went in easily half way, when she suddenly closed her mouth around the red plum, her eyes laughing playfully. He understood that she was play-acting the part of a tight virginal cunt and now he would have to force it in, just like in a virgin. He pushed hard, feeling her teeth cushioned by her lips scrape the sensitive glans. The feeling was just like trying to force his cock into an unopened vagina. She also used her tongue to try to push him out and the resistance of the warm soft tongue made him swoon with heavenly delight. He pushed roughly in, winning the battle against her tongue and his glans was now suddenly within her mouth along with about three inches of his shaft. The purple swollen head was now lodged at the entrance of her throat and he was in control. He removed his hand from his shaft, took hold of her head firmly with both hands and then pushed mercilessly, imagining himself shoving into a tight virgin cunt.
He felt her throat parting slowly as his cock went in inch by inch and soon he was all the way in, deep into her throat, her lips crushed against his pubic hair. He paused, savoring the feeling of the warm wet mouth enveloping his penis and then started fucking. He first moved cautiously and was thrilled to find that his Mom-Wife was clamping hard on his cock, not allowing it to move easily, as if in a tight unfucked cunt.
He accepted the challenge and humped on, crushing her face against his crotch. His strokes slowly lengthened as the glans loosened the throat muscles and moved more easily. She was salivating profusely now, like a cunt in heat, which also made the motion easier. Soon he was humping her full stroke as her tired throat and lips gave way and he fucked her mouth mercilessly. He heard soft mewing sounds from her throat and glanced down to see her eyes closed, serenely accepting the banging like a bride. He was now withdrawing the penis till the glans was almost out of her lips and then slamming it back again till his pubis slammed against her lips.
He felt powerful, like a husband of old times, ravishing his cringing wife on the first night. He was on edge, having controlled his youthful desires for more than two days and ejaculated suddenly with a delighted sob and slammed in for the last time, feeling his cock squirt hot thick cream right down her throat. She had lain quiescent till now, but perked up, opened her eyes and started sucking hard, gobbling up his semen. She also took sweet revenge by chewing his member softly with her teeth as he gasped and sobbed, his nerves unable to bear the feel of her teeth. When she had swallowed the last drop, she released his limp penis and he dropped panting beside her, snuggled into her lap like a small boy and kissed her cheek. She caressed him affectionately and asked him to prepare for a long bout of cunt sucking, without expecting any more orgasms himself until she had had her fun to her satisfaction.
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Deepak was settled deep into the sofa in their bedroom, Neelima in his lap and he had started his lovemaking tenderly. She looked ravishing as a bride, her full supple youthful body feeling delectably soft in his arms. She was still fully clothed and as he kissed her, his hands and eyes kept wandering to the soft sexy slippers on her slim petite feet. He caressed them, mentally planning to spend a lot of time kissing and licking them soon. Meanwhile he started undressing her slowly and threw off her clothes one by one till she was clad only in her satin bra and panties. The beige colored satiny lingerie brought out her soft white flesh in a delightful contrast.
He caught the lovely firm breasts, still in their satiny bra cups and squeezed repeatedly, harder and harder till she gasped in pain, her eyes looking at him with a surprised and hurt expression and held his hands, pleading with him to stop. He smiled and inserted his hand inside her panties, his fingers exploring the soft dense bush and the wet hot tunnel inside. He himself had undressed first, and his hard eager member lay flat between his stomach and her back. He told her that he believed in an old fashioned honeymoon where the bride literally had to cry for mercy. And so he was going to fuck, bugger and suck her silly that night. She smiled uncertainly, both excited and scared at his lust, as she knew that he had complete control over her as her husband-brother now.
Deepak lifted her and carried her to the two-way mirror, where they together stood and peeked into the other room. Deepak had decided to follow his mother in the beginning and when they saw Prasad banging her mouth, Deepak too told Neelima that it looked like a good idea. He too decided to leave her alluring underwear on and made her sit on the floor with her head wedged against a stool near the wall. He stood before her, commanded her to open her mouth and then shoved his prick in. Unlike her mother, Neelima did not try to make herself into without fucked cunt but cooperated fully by opening her jaws wide. As the monstrous ball sized glans entered her mouth, she gasped and choked but he continued shoving, past her flailing tongue, into her slim throat and down her narrow gullet till she sank back choking, the eight-inch monster nestling in her gullet up to the hilt. He clenched her face against his crotch and just enjoyed the feeling of her mouth desperately swallowing to come to terms with the intruder.
Her soft moist tongue was pinched against the floor of her mouth by the pressure. He primed his cock a few times, feeling it expanding and rising in her throat, further choking her. Then he started rocking back and forth on his heels, fucking her mouth steadily. She grabbed at his buttocks for support as his strokes became hard and long, and the penis started sliding in her salivating mouth. She squealed softly with discomfort of the choking feeling and the pain in her throat but the sound was muffled in his crotch. She also felt a slowly rising lust. He was about to come with a delicious explosion and felt the glans swell in her tiny throat. He remembered his ravishing plan for her and held himself in check with superhuman control. He held her, not allowing her to escape from the swollen gag till she stopped her swallowing motion. Withdrawing his now fantastically swollen cock slowly from her mouth, he lifted her in his arms while she coughed and wheezed to get her breath back. Her soft lips were a little bruised and eyes were haunted as she looked at the swollen monster with the red head emerging out of her mouth.
He lifted her and returned to the sofa, his body throbbing with desire for her. She looked delectable in her bra and he decided to leave it on. However, he pulled off her panties to get at her delicious goodies and then taking her in his lap, proceeded to finger her, while kissing her lovely crushed mouth. He parted the soft bush and ran his fingers up and down on the labia, rubbing the clitoris till it stood up like a hard diamond. Juice dribbled out of the vagina, which he scooped up with his fingers and licked voraciously. After a while, he inserted two fingers deep into her slit and masturbated her, pausing just before she came and then scooping up the juice to lick it. He drove her nuts as she desperately tried to come against his fingers but was always thwarted by him just before the release. Occasionally he broke the kiss, and inserted his juice quoted fingers in her mouth, making her lick her own ejaculation. She was soon moaning and pleading in a state of mindless lust.
When he had played enough with her, he dumped her in the sofa and sat down in front of her on the floor. Lifting her legs on to his shoulders, he fastened his mouth on the cunt and drank the juice, his tongue filing the little rogue at the entrance of her love tunnel. She came immediately with a grateful cry and held his face against her crotch as wave after wave of climaxes hit her. She wept with joy at the delicious release and spoke mindless endearments to her brother in her gratitude. He continued to gobble up the juice, driving his tongue deep in the soft flesh. After she had orgasmed many times, squealing and thrashing with pleasure and finally quieted down with a satisfied sigh, he lifted her and carried her again to the two-way mirror. Here he put a chair in front of the peephole, and sat down, taking her in his lap. His cock was hard against her buttocks, settling in the deep crack lengthwise. He squeezed hard her bra-clad satiny smooth boobs repeatedly as they both peeped into the other room to see what Mom was doing to Prasad.
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Mom was now sitting with her knees drawn up and legs spread a little. Prasad had stretched himself on the floor sideways lying across, and had his head below the knees, between her crotch and ankles The thighs were parted and the bush was clearly visible below the panty strap. Prasad saw now why he had been able to easily suck her cunt in the quickie outside. He had thought that it was due to her crotchless panties. Actually, the panty had such a thin strap, like a ribbon, that it hardly covered the deep gash of her cunt. It could be easily pushed aside to reveal her lush pussy.
This is what he did now, and inched forward till he could lick at the red swollen nether lips of his mother. He smelled the rich musky fragrance and immediately started sucking the juice oozing out. Mom brought her ankles closer to her body by raising her knees and held him captive by her heels at the back of his head. He inserted his hands inside the panties and squeezed her fleshy hips as he licked and sucked with gusto. He knew that he was in for a long bout of sucking and drank steadily and purposefully, performing his pleasant duty to his wife-mother. Mom sighed softly, came into his mouth and slowly drummed her heels on his head in rhythm. Presently she rose kneeling, and pulled off her undies. Motioning her husband-son to remain prone on the floor, she was soon seated on his face, her legs drawn up
She was careful at first, not putting her complete weight on his head and allowed him to start sucking her properly as he had unhindered access now to her vagina. Once he had settled into a smooth rhythm, his arms wrapped lovingly around her hips, she slowly settled down till her complete weight came to bear on his face. He felt crushed but did not flinch and welcomed the hot wet flesh smothering his face with a fervent licking and sucking. She now bounced up and down purposefully, orgasming regularly into his mouth. She noticed her bouncing breasts and put her palms below them holding them up like fruits and looked into the mirrors around her. She looked to herself like a horny slut of blue movies, ravishing the boy under her. Her image excited her so much that she started crushing her own breasts while riding hard on the mouth below her.
She got tired of squeezing her flesh herself after some time, she decided that it was her husband's duty. She loosened his hands from around her waist and moved them up to her breasts. Prasad dutifully stared pressing them as he sucked her bouncing cunt. They remained in this position for a long time, locked in a timeless dance of lust, the old woman rising up and down relentlessly on the young son's mouth. Prasad's cock was at full mast and his mom occasionally reached behind, caressed and squeezed it. She told him that it would be a long wait before he could fuck her, as she wanted her juice to be properly used up by feeding it to him. Then she would get fucked both in the front and rear just before morning.
Finally purring with satisfaction at her continuous orgasms, she decided to change the position and the setting and got up. She lay down on the bed in the classical position, her thighs splayed wide and an eager Prasad dived between her legs, zeroing in on her cunt and continued sucking. This was a comfortable position and the room was quiet for a long time except for slurping and licking sounds, interspersed with mom's sighs of pleasure. She was bubbling with desire, feeling like an empress who has all the subjects she wants to serve her.
She continued lying down for a long time, clutching the head of her son to her cunt and enjoying the fervent sucking. Presently she turned on her side, raising one leg in the air and made her son lie down with his head on the lower thigh, still glued to her vagina. She then brought down the raised leg, clamping his head between her massive strong thighs and humped his mouth. He sucked hungrily and put his arms around her buttocks. She humped forward and backward, orgasming regularly and felt a delicious sense of fulfillment, feeding her copious vaginal juices to Prasad. Whenever an orgasm built up to a particularly sweet height, she would slowly cycle her legs, squeezing her son's face harder into her crotch.
The final minutes were spent with Prasad resting against the bedpost, and Sulabha Mom's legs hoisted on his shoulders. Her head was down on the bed, her lower body raised high and thighs wrapped around his ears, with the feet dangling loosely on the other side. She fucked her son's mouth for a long time in this position, interspersing his languid sucking with raising of both her legs and feverish scissoring motion in the air. Finally she collapsed back with a sigh. Prasad brought her legs gently down, still around his head and lovingly nuzzled her slipper-clad feet. He licked at her high arches, the slim heels and then sucked on her clean smooth toes and painted nails. She watched him as he licked at her feet, and slippers but did not have the sense to proceed with what she really wanted him to do. She was patient and decided to wait till he did it himself.
Sulabha Mom now affectionately caressed Prasad's cheeks with her toes and told him that it was time for him to proceed with the primary act of a conventional honeymoon. She only cautioned him that he should be prepared for a long strenuous workout, as she wanted to get fucked at least for two hours in many positions before she allowed him to come. She would take this self-control and service to her needs, as a sign of his being a full-fledged capable husband apart from a dutiful son. He kissed her feet with reverence, feeling elated and afraid of how he would hold himself in check for so long faced with such a delicious ravishing slutty woman.
They decided to start in the ordinary missionary fashion on the bed and she again lay down, splaying her legs wide, with a pillow below her buttocks, her knees raised. He kneeled in front of her, and rubbed his throbbing knob on her labia and clit. The soft wet sensation of the ripe flesh was too much for him and he lunged in with a grunt, easily burying it up to the hilt. Mom did her best to try to contract her muscles to give the boy a feel of a tight virgin cunt but she was so slippery and lush by now that there was no resistance.
He fell on top of her, his mouth clamping on her open lips and kissing her lustily, he started fucking her hard. He drove his cock in and out of her deep slit and soon they both fell in to a steady rhythm. A soft wet rhythmic sound of fucking, puchuk-puchuk-puchuk filled the air as Mom also bounced her hips in unison to maximize the power of his thrusts. Prasad could not find her depth in spite of his best thrusts and wished for his cock to grow so that it could reach her cervix.
His whole concentration was in controlling his wild desire to orgasm, while enjoying the sweet friction of his mother's flesh on his member. That is why he controlled his wild desire to explore her warm wet mouth with his tongue which would surely have made him come and continued with a simple kiss. Sulabha mom groaned sexily every few minutes as she came and kissed her son fondly encouraging him to keep on fucking her.
After some time, when she had had her fill of simple fucking, Mom whispered into his ear that she would now like to be fucked from behind. Prasad paused gratefully as he was reaching a point of no return. He withdrew, noticing with pleasure the syrupy fluid gushing out of her cunt, evidence of her intense orgasms. He quickly put his mouth on the tunnel and licked up the precious nectar. Mom waited considerately while he ate hungrily and then positioned herself on all fours on the bed, her arse raised high in the air. The back view of her wet red slit just below the puckered pink hole of her anus put Prasad in a tizzy as he again quickly gave another loving lick to the vagina and then kneeling behind her, impaled her cunt in a smooth slithering motion.
He now caught her buttocks for support and continued his fucking. Mom slowly wiggled her behind sideways to deliciously increase the pressure on her cunt walls and stated coming again every five minutes. The sound was still there but the pitch had changed due to the increased strokes that her son was able to give the cunt and it sounded more like an energetic pok-pok-pok. When he was tired, Prasad just lay his upper body down on the smooth back of the old woman and caught her breasts for support, while continuing to bang her.
After half an our of doggy style fucking, Mom decided to get fucked standing now, Prasad pleaded with her to let him come, but she firmly rejected the plea. When he sobbed with frustration, she relented and said that after the standing fuck, she would fuck him from top and then he could come when he wanted. He kissed her neck gratefully as she got up and disengaging him, she walked to a wall. Here she stood, with her back against it for support and spread her legs. She asked him to suck her for her some time, as the juice was now pouring out onto her thighs.
He sat between her legs, and after licking the thighs, reached up with his tongue and drank the warm syrupy honey dripping from her vagina. He noticed that the fluid was now a little thinner as she was well on her way to satiation. She replied that it was due to her heat. After he had sucked up all of the discharge, he stood up, nestling against her. Bending down a little at his knees, he positioned his cock at her slit and straightened, automatically driving the shaft up her cunt. He then pressed against her, her ample boobs crushed against his chest and started hammering again.
He could only make short strokes in this position, but Mom was satisfied as she could drive her tongue into his mouth so that he could suck it and taste her saliva. He gratefully sucked on the wet warm flesh in his mouth and fed on her fragrant mouth juices. He felt her soft body cushion the impacts as he banged her against the wall. Mom continued in this position till she had come four times and her mouth was dry, all her saliva having been sucked up by her son.
Finally, she walked away from the wall to the center of the room, pushing Prasad slowly backward in front of her, her darling son still plugged in and humping away. She gently pushed Prasad down, without breaking the kiss or pausing in the strokes. He gradually lay down till he was flat on his back and Mom was on top of him, continuing to fuck him steadily. Then she broke the kiss and straightened. She was now sitting straight on his belly and paused for some time to reposition herself comfortably. She brought her legs on the side of his head and put her hands on the floor for firm support.
She steadily rose up and down in a languid manner, supporting her plump heavy body on her hands planted firmly on the floor, her cunt holding onto the swollen cock as it slipped in and out. She was also exercising her muscles, holding the cock in a tight grip, and milking it expertly. Prasad came close to orgasm many times, but Mom would just smile, and pause with her superb muscle control till his cock throbbed and backed down again from the release. "Itni jaldi nahin jhadne doongi mere pyare patidev ko." She helped herself to numerous wonderful orgasms as she watched her son's desperation with sadistic glee.
He soon started sobbing, tears of entreaty in his eyes. He caught hold of her feet in a burst of passion and pulled them to his mouth. He started licking at the toes, sole, straps of slippers and anything he could get his hands on. Mom watched him expectantly, her desire growing rapidly as she watched her son sucking and licking at her slipers. When he did not do what she wanted him to do, she smiled with frustration, resolving to make him suffer later cruelly for this mistake.
She however extracted some sweet revenge immediately by repeatedly bringing him to the edge of release and then holding off. When he started crying and flailed around in desperation, she took pity and decided to come herself in a grand release and then let her son climax. She rapidly increased the tempo of her pushups so that soon she was moving up and down at a brisk pace, her massive breasts bouncing sensuously against her chest, giving out a soft slapping sound. Her hard clit felt the increased friction against the cock and she came suddenly, with a loud satisfied grunt, panting and resting on Prasad's crotch as she soaked up the delicious orgasm and the lovely feel of the youthful jumping penis in her vulva.
She waited only a short while and started moving up and down again, copious amounts of smooth hot juice flowing down the shaft. As Prasad lunged up and down in a desperate final effort, she contracted her vagina into an iron grip and watched contentedly and fondly as her son finally exploded into her cunt like a geyser. She could feel the thick powerful warm jets hitting the walls of her vagina as she deliberately continued her bouncing, milking the cock of its semen. Prasad jerked and flailed around in his release, still sucking on her slippers and toes, his legs trying to flail with the intensity of the his orgasm, but pinned down beneath his wife-mother's weight. His penile nerves, throbbing with release, could not bear the friction of her still fucking vagina and he slowly moaned and then lay inert, almost in a coma.
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Deepak and Neelima had watched intermittently the marathon cunt sucking in the next room and the subsequent fuck and had themselves enacted a version of their own, Deepak had sucked his wife-sister's juicy cunt to his heart's content till his stomach felt full of the delicious honey. She had thoroughly enjoyed feeding him, coming countless times and was now satiated and comatose. Deepak lifted her and told her he would also fuck her in all the positions that they had seen their mother getting banged up.
Somehow, it was much more painful for her than she expected, it only being her second intercourse and the orgasms had dried up her cunt somewhat. But the main reason was the enormous size the penis had assumed, almost nine inches long and two-and-half inches thick. She cried and squealed due the dull ache in her cunt as he slid his engorged shaft up her cunt. He had cut off her scream with his mouth and she had tearfully borne the pain of penetration bravely and lay quietly below his powerful body as he hammered her, feeling more and more like a conventional bride being properly ravished.
As he fucked her, he felt her tight vagina stretched to its limit and also could feel the soft fruit like cervix at the deepest point of his stroke as his knob pushed against it forcefully. He had held off ejaculating, with a great self-control as his sights were firmly fixed on the delicious goal of her almost virgin arse. He smiled, as he knew that it would be especially tight today. He finally stopped when she groaned, with a mix of pain and pleasure and went limp, unable to bear his assault any more.
Deepak was more interested in her firm solid arse as it was still relatively virgin and murmured that the time of reckoning had come. Neelima was also scared of what he would do today. He had come only once today many hours back and had been saving his best effort for now. He lifted her once more and moved to their peephole to get primed up for the real honeymoon fuck that he would give Neelima, right in her beautiful nether hole. Neelima sat in his lap with a heavy heart, and watched the arse fucking going on in the next room as a final chapter in the honeymoon of her mother and younger brother.
She was now feeling precisely the scared thoughts of a young bride about to be ravished by her brute of a husband. Deepak's cock was now swollen to a size that scared her and lay buried along the length of the crack between her buttocks. She imagined it in her anus like last night and shivered with fright mixed with excitement. Deepak crushed her satiny bra cups and the tender flesh enclosed by them and made her forcibly look at their mother getting buggered and she slowly got aroused in spite of her terror.
Prasad was astride his mother, mounted on her buttocks, buggering her with determination. She was lying face down quietly on the hard floor and smilingly contentedly. Her face bore an expression of sexual release and joy and a fond tolerance for the act being perpetrated by Prasad. Prasad's face held an expression of profound lust and joy because he was finally able to act in a husbandly fashion, not subject to any control by his mother. She still had her tight bra on and looked extremely desirable in the black skimpy lingerie.
His arms were wrapped around her body, her beasts being crushed by his hands mercilessly as his hips rose and fell, pile driving his hard rod into her anus, the soft body under him cushioning the impact on the floor. He had wrapped his legs around her as if he was a rider mounted on a mare. In front of the keenly watching eyes of the brother-sister couple, he stiffened and cried out with gusto as he came shuddering deep inside her innards. He buried his face in her now loose mass of hair and rested, happy and contented.
Presently he snuggled his face close to her, made her turn her face and kissed her mouth lovingly and tenderly. They talked sweet nothings and soon he started hardening again. He asked Mom to raise her hands and keep them on the pillow in front of her. She did as asked but looked at him with a question in her eyes. Her query was answered as Prasad buried his mouth turn by turn in both of her erotically exposed armpits and licked hungrily, feeling more and more aroused at the salty taste and the thick texture of the coarse hair. Sulabha mom smiled and realised that her active fucking had generated a healthy amount of sweat and her son had not forgotten the fact. She slowly murmured sweet encouragement, calling him her darling boy. He finished licking her armpits and was erect again, his penis sliding deep inside the arsehole again.
He asked her whether it was painful on the floor but she said no, it was nice to feel his hard body crunching her into the hard floor. He too admitted shyly that it was a heavenly feeling when her soft body cushioned his weight and rippled on the floor under his assault. He started moving again slowly, his erect penis gradually sliding in and out of the tight firm anus. He experimented by lengthening his withdrawal till he was sliding in and out the complete length of his cock in her arse, even the glans visible momentarily as it plopped in and out quickly. Deepak crushed Neelima's boobs mercilessly as he watched with excitement and Neelima moaned with pain, but was also feeling quite horny looking at this lusty tableau. Soon Prasad had started banging his mom again with gusto and Deepak commented that this was now expected to go on all night and it was time he too seriously started to perform his husbandly duties.
He carried Neelima to the sofa and made her lie face down with her legs dangling from the edges and knees resting on the floor. He sat down behind her and gazed spellbound at her arse. The smooth twin round buttocks were perfectly spherical in shape, in keeping with her beautiful body. The size of her arse was much bigger than her slim waist giving it a very desirable look. He was sure that with age, her arse would ripen into a massive sexy bottom like their mother. He licked and kissed the smooth flesh, his hands caressing the nether cheeks and also squeezing handfuls of flesh. He soon moved into the center of her posterior and slowly spread the cheeks apart, exposing the pretty little pucker of her pink anus. He licked at it lovingly, moving the flat of his tongue along the complete anal crack.
Soon he had wedged the tip of his tongue on the little hole and pushed strongly, while spreading the cheeks apart with his hands. Initially Neelima resisted by constricting her sphincter but then she was aroused by the hot tongue reaming her and relaxed her anal ring. The tongue penetrated deep inside her in a flash and Deepak sucked avidly at the fragrant rippling flesh. He tasted her, finding the cheesy sour smell very erotic and felt his cock throb into a painful hardness. He glanced down and saw that it was now beyond its customary eight inches, a length that he normally attained when he was randy. It seemed closer to nine inches and the shaft was now noticeably thicker. He imagined it splitting her buttocks and could not wait any longer but straightened and parked himself comfortably on his knees behind her.
He quickly ran the enormous red glans around her dripping cunt lips to moisten and lubricate it and then positioned it at her arsehole. She whimpered and begged him not to hurt her and he smiled at her confusion, her wet pussy belying her claims of fright. But she was frightened and with good reason as he caught the nether cheeks and spread them apart powerfully; widening the anus and lodging the glans securely in the cup like depression. He waited for a moment, priming himself for the delicious pressure that his cock would soon experience and pushed firmly, holding the shaft of his penis like a spear.
As he pushed hard, the white fleshy cheeks slowly parted and the fiery red knob entered millimeter by millimeter into the tight hole. Neelima gasped with the pain and could not understand why, as she had been arse fucked two nights back. The sphincter tightened in an effort to keep the shaft out but Deepak was relentless. Neelima now squealed loudly, her breath coming in big gasps as she tried to get over the splitting ache that had taken root in her anus. When the arsehole was stretched to its limit with the knob's largest bulge just at the entrance, Deepak paused and savored the feeling of the arsehole desperately trying to shrink to its normal size and squeezing his glans with a sweet pressure. This only served in making the cock throb and bulge more and distend the anus further.
He peered down at the shaft. The white soft buttocks were spread and the red anus hole looked like a rubber band stretched to its breaking limit. It appeared as if another millimeter increase in the knob size would tear the flesh. In sadistic glee, his cock gave another throb and promptly became longer and thicker. Neelima felt the pain and started screaming and tried to break free but Deepak grabbed her firmly and clamped his left hand on her mouth, cutting off the scream, while his other hand fastened on her satin covered breast and squeezed it gleefully. Deepak was now in a predatory mood and wanted to enjoy this anal ravishment which was made sharper and sweeter by the crying of the young woman.
He took pity on her after some time as he had to get her quiet otherwise he would not be able to carry out the rest of the buggering smoothly. He kept crushing her breast relentlessly but released her mouth and started to tickle her clitoris. Her crying and whimpering slowly subsided in spite of the tremendous pain in her arse as waves of pleasure slowly creamed her cunt. She rose towards an orgasm, still sobbing and sniffling. He pushed his finger deep in her oozing vagina and masturbated her methodically, pinching her clitoris and rubbing her labia, and soon brought her to a climax despite the pain in her arsehole and the breast.
He kissed her on the neck and told her that she should be prepared to bear a lot of delicious plain as the honeymoon would not be complete without it. After she had had a few thumping orgasms, he removed his finger and licked it. It tasted like honey and nectar mixed together. He wiped her pussy and the thighs repeatedly with his finger and scooped up the juice to his mouth. Occasionally, he playfully pushed the slime-coated fingers in her mouth, forcing her to lick her own cunt juice.
He was now in a terrible heat and wanted to proceed with the main event of buggering his sister's arse. Deepak decided to start the job standing and then move on to various positions. He moved both his palms back to the bra cups and started kneading them again. As Neelima started moaning again, he made her get up from the sofa and pushed her towards the wall. She had difficulty walking, as the movement of the buttocks had an effect of rolling the glans in her sphincter, causing her intense pain. She sobbed at each step and gave up half way, refusing to move and remained still, crying and pleading with him to give her some relief.
As she resisted, Deepak bent down, lifted her by her knees and carried her kicking and protesting to the wall. He observed the delicate rubber slippers dangling enticingly from her toes and felt sorry at having neglected her pretty feet. There he set her down and pushed her against the cold smooth surface. She knew what was in store for her and started sobbing again. He ignored her feeble protests, as they had the effect of exciting him further. Neelima was now standing against the wall, with her breasts crushed against its hard surface and the stomach firmly leaning against the tiles to take the pressure that was coming. Her legs were spread to ease the pressure in her anus. This won't do, Deepak told her lovingly and moved her legs together to increase the pressure.
He placed one hand on her neck and pressed her firmly against the wall so that she could not escape. With the other hand, he caught the shaft of his cock and leaned forward, forcing the shaft in with his hand as well as his weight. There was no need for gentleness now, He had a burning need to enter her fleshy posterior. Neelima screamed as the glans slid past the sphincter and the anal ring collapsed suddenly around the smaller shaft. The knob now acted as a battering ram and continued to slide up her anal passage, inch by inch. The soft flesh parted and clutched eagerly at his cock.
Neelima now squealed and sobbed continuously as dull throbbing pain radiated all through her buttocks. It seemed to her as if her anus was splitting all along the length of her lower intestine; she did not understand why in spite of the arse fucking two days back, she was still feeling as if she would be split in two. Maybe it was due to her arse having tightening again with the rest this afternoon and the extra size her brother seemed to have put on. With a final powerful shove, the last inch went in and her brother, now her lord and master, was seated into her up to the hilt.
He pulled back slightly causing her to relax the anus momentarily with gratitude, thinking that he had decided to withdraw after all. This opened up her hole in a pucker, completely relaxing its hold on his cock. He immediately thrust in again up to the hilt causing an airtight seal around the base of the cock. Neelima gasped with shock, her arsehole completely stuffed and sealed with the tremendous swollen organ of her brother. She was beaten and quiescent now, with a witch's brew of pleasure and pain shooting through her veins, the pain dominating the tiny spark of pleasure somewhere deep within.
Deepak now kissed her and enlightened her about her ordeal, even as his hands moved back to her boobs, this time taking up pinching of the nipples, so far neglected, from over the cloth of the bra. As the satin rubbed into her nipples, a small thrill of pleasure shot through her nipples, which were otherwise stinging with ache at being pinched cruelly. He asked his crying sister if she remembered the cream that mom had given her to soothe her anus on Sunday. When she nodded meekly, he told her that the cream had an additional side effect of tightening muscles apart from soothing over stretched ligaments. He had requested Mom that day to somehow make sure Neelima had a tight virgin arse so that he could do justice to her on the wedding night and mom had suggested the perfect cream, which had worked beautifully.
As Neelima heard this, she was speechless at the way her mother had quietly ensured her daughter's painful anal deflowerment. She finally understood her mother's licentious nature and though she felt resentful for a moment, her cunt creamed at the thought of what her mom would do to her on Wednesday. Her reverie was rudely interrupted as Deepak started buggering her.
He started with a simple priming action which lifted her a few inches off the floor, so powerful was his giant penis now. As she whimpered, he started a slow fractional in-out motion, which was just sufficient to move the knob inside her intestine. Neelima sobbed with pain mixed now with a little pleasure as the knob dilated her innards deep inside her body. Deepak glanced below and watched with interest the hard rod of his penis working in and out of the tight flesh of her buttocks. As he withdrew, the anus flowered outward with the pull, red lips of the arsehole pouting. When he pushed in, the lips disappeared into the contracted white flesh.
He carried this out for a long time before his self-restraint broke and he started fucking her arse lustily. This time his strokes were powerful and long, He would withdraw his cock for a few inches, and plunge it in again up to the hilt. The force slammed her crotch repeatedly against the wall. Soon he was plunging in and out the complete length of his cock and she cried out with each stroke as it burned up her anus.
At the point of an explosive release, he summoned all his will power and halted, gritting his teeth. The crying Neelima too admired his stamina and will power as he slowly regained control and told Neelima that they would change position. He pulled her away from the wall and walked her to the sofa; his cock still buried in her buttocks. As she walked, she experienced intense pain due to the movement of her arse and was pushed along crying. He dumped her on the sofa, legs dangling and kneeled down behind her, his upper body lying on top of her. He started buggering her again doggy style and she stopped crying, getting some relief on the soft sofa cushion, the weight finally off her feet.
Her relief was short lived, as he thought of another way of tormenting her. She still had her bra on. With his teeth, he unhooked the straps and as the beautiful velvety cups, which had protected her soft breasts, fell away, the twin doves hung lose, swaying gently with each of his lunges into her buttocks. He caught the defenseless boobs, already red and bruised, in his hands and started squeezing mercilessly. He fucked her arse for almost half an hour in this fashion ignoring her feeble pleas for some mercy. Slowly Neelima's throbbing pain became something that she got used to, and she started relaxing a bit, even trying to make an effort to start enjoying the sex.
Deepak was in the last lap of his delicious erotic journey and thought of the perfect way of ending it. His cock bucked powerfully in Neelima's arse at the wicked thought and she gave an involuntary gasp of pain again at the sudden pressure in her overworked intestine. He whispered in her eras that she had rested enough and should do some exercise now. He backed away still holding her and as her body came off the sofa, she had to support herself with her arms to prevent falling down hard.
She was on all fours now on the floor like a mare and realized with a shock that he was still mounted on her, explaining the heavy weight experienced by her arms and legs. He now buggered her truly like an animal on all fours, her body shaking with each stroke, her breasts still being crushed to a pulp. Tears streaming down her cheeks, she bore his weight for what seemed like eternity, hoping for a quick orgasm for her rider that would end her agony. It was not to be and he continued riding her for twenty more pain-filled minutes.
In a final act of brute strength, he lifted his legs from the floor, which were till then supporting his weight partially and wrapped them round her waist. Now she was suddenly forced to bear his complete weight and felt a tremendous unbearable strain in her joints. She pleaded for mercy, feeling her arms and legs grew weak and numb with the intense pressure. He responded by hammering into her buttocks with even greater force. She suddenly collapsed on the floor with a pitiable scream, her legs and arms sliding in opposite direction. She fell hard on the floor, her soft body taking the brunt of the fall, which coincided with his downward lunge.
The strokes now became longer as he became mad with lust, feeling her soft body cushioning the relentless pounding of her arse. All he wanted now was release from this delightful torture. The last few strokes were full length hammering, He would withdraw till the knob was visible and almost came out of the hole, and then shove it back again up to the root of his pubic hair; all this at a frequency of once per second-in-out-in-out-in-out. She was squealing with agony in a soft mewing tone, like an animal that is beyond any feeling except the relentless pounding of a monster in the arse.
He suddenly exploded with a lusty shout, the orgasm was like a colorful explosion inside his skull and he froze at the deepest point of his stroke. The cock pulsed like a pump and sprayed the hot semen deep inside her innards, directly into her stomach. While he basked in the joy of the explosion, and continued crushing her boobs, he also caught her nipples in his fingers and pinched them. The nipples were stiff, a proof of her own release, despite the pain. He kneaded the delicate flesh of her breast like dough while her intestine absorbed the geyser of hot semen from his cock.
After the eruption subsided, the cock felt sore but wonderfully satiated. Deepak saw the clock and noted with pleasure that he had succeeded in buggering her continuously for one hour. No wonder he felt as if I had run a hundred miles. He also felt a deep satisfaction at achieving the goal of ensuring that she would never forget her bridal night. He released her breasts, sat up and slowly withdrew his cock partially from her anus. The cock was soft now and came out easily, albeit reluctantly. It was wet with a mixture of the semen and her arse juice. As he gave a final tug, it plopped out with a gentle sound. The white flesh of the buttocks had turned red with the hammering it had received. The anal ring was fiery red, and looked like a crushed rose. He turned her around and noted with sadistic pleasure that her eyes were closed and brimming with tears. She was almost unconscious with the overload that her sensory system had gone through. Deepak kissed her lips and licked her tears. Then he lifted her and carried her to the bed. He dumped her face down roughly, and clambered over her, his face close to her arse. He licked the flesh, kneaded it with his hands and slowly moved towards the crushed flower that was her anus. It smelled wonderful, a heady mixture of sweat, arse juice, cheesy anal smell and his own semen. He extended his tongue and licked the orifice. It had a divine taste and he continued licking, delved deeper by prying open the hole gently and inserting the tongue. Soon, he was licking ferociously, driving his tongue deeper and deeper till it was in completely.
Deepak stayed like that for a while; and then decided to switch to her cunt. He firmly caught hold of the labia in his mouth, sucking them in like the skin of a fruit and sucked hungrily. Neelima gained consciousness with the dual sensation, a pleasant tingle in her pussy and an unbearable dull throbbing ache in her sphincter that refused to go away. By the time she was fully awake, she was creaming despite the pain and coming in her brother-lord's mouth. As she had her first orgasm after her anal ravishment, she started crying, unable to bear the plethora of sensations her body was experiencing.
Deepak swallowed her delicious juice greedily and had her humping his mouth again. He smiled to himself since he wanted her to be fully in her senses when he started ravishing her arse for the second time. Imagining her reactions when he would start buggering her again, his cock quickly hardened again and was soon throbbing eagerly, ready to begin its assault. He swallowed hard in a last bout of cunt sucking and as she came squealing with delight, thrashing around in her pleasure, having forgotten the dull pain in her anus momentarily, he got up, pushed her down on the bed and clambered over her. He sucked her anus again for a few minutes and she went tense, unsure of what was in store for her.
Her worst fears were realized when Deepak prized open her arsehole, this time without much problem as it had already been banged into softness, and just smoothly inserted the knob with a strong push. She sobbed with pain and tried to keep the monster out, trying to tighten her sphincter. But the knob was already in and the whole cock soon entered her buttocks smoothly. Deepak loved the tight sensation as he pushed relentlessly and noted that her defensive action in tightening her muscles had actually increased her pain and his pleasure. As she cried, he just lay down on her, buried his face in her silken hair, kissed her on the nape of her neck, caught her breasts in his palms, and crushed them, all the while buggering her steadily.
She lay sobbing quietly resigned to her fate as he whispered to her that he would not now withdraw for the rest of the night and fuck her arse till eight in the morning when she had to get up to go to the office. He now continued his assault, not in a hurry at all and gave himself up to the delicious sensation of her soft body beneath him, and the sweet sensation of her soft anal lining clinging to his penis as it ripped through her buttocks.
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Mom had watched this arse banging from her peephole during a pause in her own love making as Prasad was resting before continuing the arse fucking of his mother-wife. She was seated on a stool with thighs spread wide, Prasad sat before her on the floor, his head between her fat legs, with his face buried in her crotch as he sucked her cunt. She masturbated against his lips with pleasure as she watched the ravishing of Neelima's arse. She was turned on by the sight of her elder son's huge cock pounding into the small anal opening of her darling daughter now crying pitiably and felt a sense of satisfaction at her son having done justice to the deflowering of her daughter as fitted a proper wedding night.
[b][i] She felt both sorry for Neelima and envious as she would really have liked to be in her daughter's slippers being buggered brutally. She imagined the same in her own cunt and arse when Deepak would be hers on Tuesday night. She watched till Neelima was hammered to the floor and then reluctantly got up when Prasad cajoled her to come to bed for continuing his fuck. She was soon on the bed, being buggered by him as she looked forward to the great pleasures ahead of her.[/i][/b]
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As soon as Prasad reached the bedroom, he deposited Mom on the sofa and sat by her side, clinging to her, kissing her passionately. He was so excited that he did not how to start discharging his husbandly duties. Mom asked him to relax. She undressed him slowly, all the while explaining that today being the honeymoon, he had to excel with his cock in addition to his mouth. Though she was not a virgin, she would get fucked in all three portals of her body, namely mouth, cunt and arse in that order. In between, she expected that her darling son would use his mouth to drain her of the lusty fluids in her loin. As he listened to her, he was already hard with desire but she made him sit in a sofa chair as she got up to perform a slow striptease for him. His hand crept to his cock but a sharp rebuke from his mom stopped him.
She walked swaying her hips in front of the sofa and slowly undraped herself of her sari. Her intention was to arouse him horribly on this wedding night to make his penis as big as possible. She soon stood clad only in her blouse and a transparent petticoat. The tightly bound breasts jutted out pointedly, as big as large size hard coconuts. She reached behind her, unbuttoning her blouse and then wriggled out of it. The sight of the black skimpy lacy bra, so tight that it looked to be pasted on her body made his cock spring up. The big soft boobs were tightly bound in the size D cups and were literally flowing out from the sides.
She opened the knot of the petticoat and stepped out of it. Her half-naked lower body came in view. He saw the plump smooth dumpy figure, the huge hips and thick round thighs ending in surprisingly slim ankles and lovely dainty feet, clad in sensuous old style rubber slippers with slim straps, and high heels. The two-and-half inch high heels were flattened to almost one inch with her weight and when she walked, they expanded and flattened erotically. The black nylon panties were extremely small, just ribbon straps and covered only small strips of her flesh. Her soft dense black bush peeked from the sides and the central crotch cover, smaller than a fist left nothing to imagination.
She left her bras and panties on as she prepared for the first fuck. She sat down on the floor, her legs in front of her, reclining against the sofa, her head resting against the cushion comfortably. Then she opened her mouth wide in an invitation and beckoned him. He rushed to her and stood in front of her, his cock trembling inches from her open waiting mouth, the soft lips stretched wide. She made no move but indicated to him that he had to do all the fucking. He cradled her head with one arm for support and holding the shaft steady with the other hand, pushed the red swollen glans into her waiting mouth.
It went in easily half way, when she suddenly closed her mouth around the red plum, her eyes laughing playfully. He understood that she was play-acting the part of a tight virginal cunt and now he would have to force it in, just like in a virgin. He pushed hard, feeling her teeth cushioned by her lips scrape the sensitive glans. The feeling was just like trying to force his cock into an unopened vagina. She also used her tongue to try to push him out and the resistance of the warm soft tongue made him swoon with heavenly delight. He pushed roughly in, winning the battle against her tongue and his glans was now suddenly within her mouth along with about three inches of his shaft. The purple swollen head was now lodged at the entrance of her throat and he was in control. He removed his hand from his shaft, took hold of her head firmly with both hands and then pushed mercilessly, imagining himself shoving into a tight virgin cunt.
He felt her throat parting slowly as his cock went in inch by inch and soon he was all the way in, deep into her throat, her lips crushed against his pubic hair. He paused, savoring the feeling of the warm wet mouth enveloping his penis and then started fucking. He first moved cautiously and was thrilled to find that his Mom-Wife was clamping hard on his cock, not allowing it to move easily, as if in a tight unfucked cunt.
He accepted the challenge and humped on, crushing her face against his crotch. His strokes slowly lengthened as the glans loosened the throat muscles and moved more easily. She was salivating profusely now, like a cunt in heat, which also made the motion easier. Soon he was humping her full stroke as her tired throat and lips gave way and he fucked her mouth mercilessly. He heard soft mewing sounds from her throat and glanced down to see her eyes closed, serenely accepting the banging like a bride. He was now withdrawing the penis till the glans was almost out of her lips and then slamming it back again till his pubis slammed against her lips.
He felt powerful, like a husband of old times, ravishing his cringing wife on the first night. He was on edge, having controlled his youthful desires for more than two days and ejaculated suddenly with a delighted sob and slammed in for the last time, feeling his cock squirt hot thick cream right down her throat. She had lain quiescent till now, but perked up, opened her eyes and started sucking hard, gobbling up his semen. She also took sweet revenge by chewing his member softly with her teeth as he gasped and sobbed, his nerves unable to bear the feel of her teeth. When she had swallowed the last drop, she released his limp penis and he dropped panting beside her, snuggled into her lap like a small boy and kissed her cheek. She caressed him affectionately and asked him to prepare for a long bout of cunt sucking, without expecting any more orgasms himself until she had had her fun to her satisfaction.
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Deepak was settled deep into the sofa in their bedroom, Neelima in his lap and he had started his lovemaking tenderly. She looked ravishing as a bride, her full supple youthful body feeling delectably soft in his arms. She was still fully clothed and as he kissed her, his hands and eyes kept wandering to the soft sexy slippers on her slim petite feet. He caressed them, mentally planning to spend a lot of time kissing and licking them soon. Meanwhile he started undressing her slowly and threw off her clothes one by one till she was clad only in her satin bra and panties. The beige colored satiny lingerie brought out her soft white flesh in a delightful contrast.
He caught the lovely firm breasts, still in their satiny bra cups and squeezed repeatedly, harder and harder till she gasped in pain, her eyes looking at him with a surprised and hurt expression and held his hands, pleading with him to stop. He smiled and inserted his hand inside her panties, his fingers exploring the soft dense bush and the wet hot tunnel inside. He himself had undressed first, and his hard eager member lay flat between his stomach and her back. He told her that he believed in an old fashioned honeymoon where the bride literally had to cry for mercy. And so he was going to fuck, bugger and suck her silly that night. She smiled uncertainly, both excited and scared at his lust, as she knew that he had complete control over her as her husband-brother now.
Deepak lifted her and carried her to the two-way mirror, where they together stood and peeked into the other room. Deepak had decided to follow his mother in the beginning and when they saw Prasad banging her mouth, Deepak too told Neelima that it looked like a good idea. He too decided to leave her alluring underwear on and made her sit on the floor with her head wedged against a stool near the wall. He stood before her, commanded her to open her mouth and then shoved his prick in. Unlike her mother, Neelima did not try to make herself into without fucked cunt but cooperated fully by opening her jaws wide. As the monstrous ball sized glans entered her mouth, she gasped and choked but he continued shoving, past her flailing tongue, into her slim throat and down her narrow gullet till she sank back choking, the eight-inch monster nestling in her gullet up to the hilt. He clenched her face against his crotch and just enjoyed the feeling of her mouth desperately swallowing to come to terms with the intruder.
Her soft moist tongue was pinched against the floor of her mouth by the pressure. He primed his cock a few times, feeling it expanding and rising in her throat, further choking her. Then he started rocking back and forth on his heels, fucking her mouth steadily. She grabbed at his buttocks for support as his strokes became hard and long, and the penis started sliding in her salivating mouth. She squealed softly with discomfort of the choking feeling and the pain in her throat but the sound was muffled in his crotch. She also felt a slowly rising lust. He was about to come with a delicious explosion and felt the glans swell in her tiny throat. He remembered his ravishing plan for her and held himself in check with superhuman control. He held her, not allowing her to escape from the swollen gag till she stopped her swallowing motion. Withdrawing his now fantastically swollen cock slowly from her mouth, he lifted her in his arms while she coughed and wheezed to get her breath back. Her soft lips were a little bruised and eyes were haunted as she looked at the swollen monster with the red head emerging out of her mouth.
He lifted her and returned to the sofa, his body throbbing with desire for her. She looked delectable in her bra and he decided to leave it on. However, he pulled off her panties to get at her delicious goodies and then taking her in his lap, proceeded to finger her, while kissing her lovely crushed mouth. He parted the soft bush and ran his fingers up and down on the labia, rubbing the clitoris till it stood up like a hard diamond. Juice dribbled out of the vagina, which he scooped up with his fingers and licked voraciously. After a while, he inserted two fingers deep into her slit and masturbated her, pausing just before she came and then scooping up the juice to lick it. He drove her nuts as she desperately tried to come against his fingers but was always thwarted by him just before the release. Occasionally he broke the kiss, and inserted his juice quoted fingers in her mouth, making her lick her own ejaculation. She was soon moaning and pleading in a state of mindless lust.
When he had played enough with her, he dumped her in the sofa and sat down in front of her on the floor. Lifting her legs on to his shoulders, he fastened his mouth on the cunt and drank the juice, his tongue filing the little rogue at the entrance of her love tunnel. She came immediately with a grateful cry and held his face against her crotch as wave after wave of climaxes hit her. She wept with joy at the delicious release and spoke mindless endearments to her brother in her gratitude. He continued to gobble up the juice, driving his tongue deep in the soft flesh. After she had orgasmed many times, squealing and thrashing with pleasure and finally quieted down with a satisfied sigh, he lifted her and carried her again to the two-way mirror. Here he put a chair in front of the peephole, and sat down, taking her in his lap. His cock was hard against her buttocks, settling in the deep crack lengthwise. He squeezed hard her bra-clad satiny smooth boobs repeatedly as they both peeped into the other room to see what Mom was doing to Prasad.
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Mom was now sitting with her knees drawn up and legs spread a little. Prasad had stretched himself on the floor sideways lying across, and had his head below the knees, between her crotch and ankles The thighs were parted and the bush was clearly visible below the panty strap. Prasad saw now why he had been able to easily suck her cunt in the quickie outside. He had thought that it was due to her crotchless panties. Actually, the panty had such a thin strap, like a ribbon, that it hardly covered the deep gash of her cunt. It could be easily pushed aside to reveal her lush pussy.
This is what he did now, and inched forward till he could lick at the red swollen nether lips of his mother. He smelled the rich musky fragrance and immediately started sucking the juice oozing out. Mom brought her ankles closer to her body by raising her knees and held him captive by her heels at the back of his head. He inserted his hands inside the panties and squeezed her fleshy hips as he licked and sucked with gusto. He knew that he was in for a long bout of sucking and drank steadily and purposefully, performing his pleasant duty to his wife-mother. Mom sighed softly, came into his mouth and slowly drummed her heels on his head in rhythm. Presently she rose kneeling, and pulled off her undies. Motioning her husband-son to remain prone on the floor, she was soon seated on his face, her legs drawn up
She was careful at first, not putting her complete weight on his head and allowed him to start sucking her properly as he had unhindered access now to her vagina. Once he had settled into a smooth rhythm, his arms wrapped lovingly around her hips, she slowly settled down till her complete weight came to bear on his face. He felt crushed but did not flinch and welcomed the hot wet flesh smothering his face with a fervent licking and sucking. She now bounced up and down purposefully, orgasming regularly into his mouth. She noticed her bouncing breasts and put her palms below them holding them up like fruits and looked into the mirrors around her. She looked to herself like a horny slut of blue movies, ravishing the boy under her. Her image excited her so much that she started crushing her own breasts while riding hard on the mouth below her.
She got tired of squeezing her flesh herself after some time, she decided that it was her husband's duty. She loosened his hands from around her waist and moved them up to her breasts. Prasad dutifully stared pressing them as he sucked her bouncing cunt. They remained in this position for a long time, locked in a timeless dance of lust, the old woman rising up and down relentlessly on the young son's mouth. Prasad's cock was at full mast and his mom occasionally reached behind, caressed and squeezed it. She told him that it would be a long wait before he could fuck her, as she wanted her juice to be properly used up by feeding it to him. Then she would get fucked both in the front and rear just before morning.
Finally purring with satisfaction at her continuous orgasms, she decided to change the position and the setting and got up. She lay down on the bed in the classical position, her thighs splayed wide and an eager Prasad dived between her legs, zeroing in on her cunt and continued sucking. This was a comfortable position and the room was quiet for a long time except for slurping and licking sounds, interspersed with mom's sighs of pleasure. She was bubbling with desire, feeling like an empress who has all the subjects she wants to serve her.
She continued lying down for a long time, clutching the head of her son to her cunt and enjoying the fervent sucking. Presently she turned on her side, raising one leg in the air and made her son lie down with his head on the lower thigh, still glued to her vagina. She then brought down the raised leg, clamping his head between her massive strong thighs and humped his mouth. He sucked hungrily and put his arms around her buttocks. She humped forward and backward, orgasming regularly and felt a delicious sense of fulfillment, feeding her copious vaginal juices to Prasad. Whenever an orgasm built up to a particularly sweet height, she would slowly cycle her legs, squeezing her son's face harder into her crotch.
The final minutes were spent with Prasad resting against the bedpost, and Sulabha Mom's legs hoisted on his shoulders. Her head was down on the bed, her lower body raised high and thighs wrapped around his ears, with the feet dangling loosely on the other side. She fucked her son's mouth for a long time in this position, interspersing his languid sucking with raising of both her legs and feverish scissoring motion in the air. Finally she collapsed back with a sigh. Prasad brought her legs gently down, still around his head and lovingly nuzzled her slipper-clad feet. He licked at her high arches, the slim heels and then sucked on her clean smooth toes and painted nails. She watched him as he licked at her feet, and slippers but did not have the sense to proceed with what she really wanted him to do. She was patient and decided to wait till he did it himself.
Sulabha Mom now affectionately caressed Prasad's cheeks with her toes and told him that it was time for him to proceed with the primary act of a conventional honeymoon. She only cautioned him that he should be prepared for a long strenuous workout, as she wanted to get fucked at least for two hours in many positions before she allowed him to come. She would take this self-control and service to her needs, as a sign of his being a full-fledged capable husband apart from a dutiful son. He kissed her feet with reverence, feeling elated and afraid of how he would hold himself in check for so long faced with such a delicious ravishing slutty woman.
They decided to start in the ordinary missionary fashion on the bed and she again lay down, splaying her legs wide, with a pillow below her buttocks, her knees raised. He kneeled in front of her, and rubbed his throbbing knob on her labia and clit. The soft wet sensation of the ripe flesh was too much for him and he lunged in with a grunt, easily burying it up to the hilt. Mom did her best to try to contract her muscles to give the boy a feel of a tight virgin cunt but she was so slippery and lush by now that there was no resistance.
He fell on top of her, his mouth clamping on her open lips and kissing her lustily, he started fucking her hard. He drove his cock in and out of her deep slit and soon they both fell in to a steady rhythm. A soft wet rhythmic sound of fucking, puchuk-puchuk-puchuk filled the air as Mom also bounced her hips in unison to maximize the power of his thrusts. Prasad could not find her depth in spite of his best thrusts and wished for his cock to grow so that it could reach her cervix.
His whole concentration was in controlling his wild desire to orgasm, while enjoying the sweet friction of his mother's flesh on his member. That is why he controlled his wild desire to explore her warm wet mouth with his tongue which would surely have made him come and continued with a simple kiss. Sulabha mom groaned sexily every few minutes as she came and kissed her son fondly encouraging him to keep on fucking her.
After some time, when she had had her fill of simple fucking, Mom whispered into his ear that she would now like to be fucked from behind. Prasad paused gratefully as he was reaching a point of no return. He withdrew, noticing with pleasure the syrupy fluid gushing out of her cunt, evidence of her intense orgasms. He quickly put his mouth on the tunnel and licked up the precious nectar. Mom waited considerately while he ate hungrily and then positioned herself on all fours on the bed, her arse raised high in the air. The back view of her wet red slit just below the puckered pink hole of her anus put Prasad in a tizzy as he again quickly gave another loving lick to the vagina and then kneeling behind her, impaled her cunt in a smooth slithering motion.
He now caught her buttocks for support and continued his fucking. Mom slowly wiggled her behind sideways to deliciously increase the pressure on her cunt walls and stated coming again every five minutes. The sound was still there but the pitch had changed due to the increased strokes that her son was able to give the cunt and it sounded more like an energetic pok-pok-pok. When he was tired, Prasad just lay his upper body down on the smooth back of the old woman and caught her breasts for support, while continuing to bang her.
After half an our of doggy style fucking, Mom decided to get fucked standing now, Prasad pleaded with her to let him come, but she firmly rejected the plea. When he sobbed with frustration, she relented and said that after the standing fuck, she would fuck him from top and then he could come when he wanted. He kissed her neck gratefully as she got up and disengaging him, she walked to a wall. Here she stood, with her back against it for support and spread her legs. She asked him to suck her for her some time, as the juice was now pouring out onto her thighs.
He sat between her legs, and after licking the thighs, reached up with his tongue and drank the warm syrupy honey dripping from her vagina. He noticed that the fluid was now a little thinner as she was well on her way to satiation. She replied that it was due to her heat. After he had sucked up all of the discharge, he stood up, nestling against her. Bending down a little at his knees, he positioned his cock at her slit and straightened, automatically driving the shaft up her cunt. He then pressed against her, her ample boobs crushed against his chest and started hammering again.
He could only make short strokes in this position, but Mom was satisfied as she could drive her tongue into his mouth so that he could suck it and taste her saliva. He gratefully sucked on the wet warm flesh in his mouth and fed on her fragrant mouth juices. He felt her soft body cushion the impacts as he banged her against the wall. Mom continued in this position till she had come four times and her mouth was dry, all her saliva having been sucked up by her son.
Finally, she walked away from the wall to the center of the room, pushing Prasad slowly backward in front of her, her darling son still plugged in and humping away. She gently pushed Prasad down, without breaking the kiss or pausing in the strokes. He gradually lay down till he was flat on his back and Mom was on top of him, continuing to fuck him steadily. Then she broke the kiss and straightened. She was now sitting straight on his belly and paused for some time to reposition herself comfortably. She brought her legs on the side of his head and put her hands on the floor for firm support.
She steadily rose up and down in a languid manner, supporting her plump heavy body on her hands planted firmly on the floor, her cunt holding onto the swollen cock as it slipped in and out. She was also exercising her muscles, holding the cock in a tight grip, and milking it expertly. Prasad came close to orgasm many times, but Mom would just smile, and pause with her superb muscle control till his cock throbbed and backed down again from the release. "Itni jaldi nahin jhadne doongi mere pyare patidev ko." She helped herself to numerous wonderful orgasms as she watched her son's desperation with sadistic glee.
He soon started sobbing, tears of entreaty in his eyes. He caught hold of her feet in a burst of passion and pulled them to his mouth. He started licking at the toes, sole, straps of slippers and anything he could get his hands on. Mom watched him expectantly, her desire growing rapidly as she watched her son sucking and licking at her slipers. When he did not do what she wanted him to do, she smiled with frustration, resolving to make him suffer later cruelly for this mistake.
She however extracted some sweet revenge immediately by repeatedly bringing him to the edge of release and then holding off. When he started crying and flailed around in desperation, she took pity and decided to come herself in a grand release and then let her son climax. She rapidly increased the tempo of her pushups so that soon she was moving up and down at a brisk pace, her massive breasts bouncing sensuously against her chest, giving out a soft slapping sound. Her hard clit felt the increased friction against the cock and she came suddenly, with a loud satisfied grunt, panting and resting on Prasad's crotch as she soaked up the delicious orgasm and the lovely feel of the youthful jumping penis in her vulva.
She waited only a short while and started moving up and down again, copious amounts of smooth hot juice flowing down the shaft. As Prasad lunged up and down in a desperate final effort, she contracted her vagina into an iron grip and watched contentedly and fondly as her son finally exploded into her cunt like a geyser. She could feel the thick powerful warm jets hitting the walls of her vagina as she deliberately continued her bouncing, milking the cock of its semen. Prasad jerked and flailed around in his release, still sucking on her slippers and toes, his legs trying to flail with the intensity of the his orgasm, but pinned down beneath his wife-mother's weight. His penile nerves, throbbing with release, could not bear the friction of her still fucking vagina and he slowly moaned and then lay inert, almost in a coma.
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Deepak and Neelima had watched intermittently the marathon cunt sucking in the next room and the subsequent fuck and had themselves enacted a version of their own, Deepak had sucked his wife-sister's juicy cunt to his heart's content till his stomach felt full of the delicious honey. She had thoroughly enjoyed feeding him, coming countless times and was now satiated and comatose. Deepak lifted her and told her he would also fuck her in all the positions that they had seen their mother getting banged up.
Somehow, it was much more painful for her than she expected, it only being her second intercourse and the orgasms had dried up her cunt somewhat. But the main reason was the enormous size the penis had assumed, almost nine inches long and two-and-half inches thick. She cried and squealed due the dull ache in her cunt as he slid his engorged shaft up her cunt. He had cut off her scream with his mouth and she had tearfully borne the pain of penetration bravely and lay quietly below his powerful body as he hammered her, feeling more and more like a conventional bride being properly ravished.
As he fucked her, he felt her tight vagina stretched to its limit and also could feel the soft fruit like cervix at the deepest point of his stroke as his knob pushed against it forcefully. He had held off ejaculating, with a great self-control as his sights were firmly fixed on the delicious goal of her almost virgin arse. He smiled, as he knew that it would be especially tight today. He finally stopped when she groaned, with a mix of pain and pleasure and went limp, unable to bear his assault any more.
Deepak was more interested in her firm solid arse as it was still relatively virgin and murmured that the time of reckoning had come. Neelima was also scared of what he would do today. He had come only once today many hours back and had been saving his best effort for now. He lifted her once more and moved to their peephole to get primed up for the real honeymoon fuck that he would give Neelima, right in her beautiful nether hole. Neelima sat in his lap with a heavy heart, and watched the arse fucking going on in the next room as a final chapter in the honeymoon of her mother and younger brother.
She was now feeling precisely the scared thoughts of a young bride about to be ravished by her brute of a husband. Deepak's cock was now swollen to a size that scared her and lay buried along the length of the crack between her buttocks. She imagined it in her anus like last night and shivered with fright mixed with excitement. Deepak crushed her satiny bra cups and the tender flesh enclosed by them and made her forcibly look at their mother getting buggered and she slowly got aroused in spite of her terror.
Prasad was astride his mother, mounted on her buttocks, buggering her with determination. She was lying face down quietly on the hard floor and smilingly contentedly. Her face bore an expression of sexual release and joy and a fond tolerance for the act being perpetrated by Prasad. Prasad's face held an expression of profound lust and joy because he was finally able to act in a husbandly fashion, not subject to any control by his mother. She still had her tight bra on and looked extremely desirable in the black skimpy lingerie.
His arms were wrapped around her body, her beasts being crushed by his hands mercilessly as his hips rose and fell, pile driving his hard rod into her anus, the soft body under him cushioning the impact on the floor. He had wrapped his legs around her as if he was a rider mounted on a mare. In front of the keenly watching eyes of the brother-sister couple, he stiffened and cried out with gusto as he came shuddering deep inside her innards. He buried his face in her now loose mass of hair and rested, happy and contented.
Presently he snuggled his face close to her, made her turn her face and kissed her mouth lovingly and tenderly. They talked sweet nothings and soon he started hardening again. He asked Mom to raise her hands and keep them on the pillow in front of her. She did as asked but looked at him with a question in her eyes. Her query was answered as Prasad buried his mouth turn by turn in both of her erotically exposed armpits and licked hungrily, feeling more and more aroused at the salty taste and the thick texture of the coarse hair. Sulabha mom smiled and realised that her active fucking had generated a healthy amount of sweat and her son had not forgotten the fact. She slowly murmured sweet encouragement, calling him her darling boy. He finished licking her armpits and was erect again, his penis sliding deep inside the arsehole again.
He asked her whether it was painful on the floor but she said no, it was nice to feel his hard body crunching her into the hard floor. He too admitted shyly that it was a heavenly feeling when her soft body cushioned his weight and rippled on the floor under his assault. He started moving again slowly, his erect penis gradually sliding in and out of the tight firm anus. He experimented by lengthening his withdrawal till he was sliding in and out the complete length of his cock in her arse, even the glans visible momentarily as it plopped in and out quickly. Deepak crushed Neelima's boobs mercilessly as he watched with excitement and Neelima moaned with pain, but was also feeling quite horny looking at this lusty tableau. Soon Prasad had started banging his mom again with gusto and Deepak commented that this was now expected to go on all night and it was time he too seriously started to perform his husbandly duties.
He carried Neelima to the sofa and made her lie face down with her legs dangling from the edges and knees resting on the floor. He sat down behind her and gazed spellbound at her arse. The smooth twin round buttocks were perfectly spherical in shape, in keeping with her beautiful body. The size of her arse was much bigger than her slim waist giving it a very desirable look. He was sure that with age, her arse would ripen into a massive sexy bottom like their mother. He licked and kissed the smooth flesh, his hands caressing the nether cheeks and also squeezing handfuls of flesh. He soon moved into the center of her posterior and slowly spread the cheeks apart, exposing the pretty little pucker of her pink anus. He licked at it lovingly, moving the flat of his tongue along the complete anal crack.
Soon he had wedged the tip of his tongue on the little hole and pushed strongly, while spreading the cheeks apart with his hands. Initially Neelima resisted by constricting her sphincter but then she was aroused by the hot tongue reaming her and relaxed her anal ring. The tongue penetrated deep inside her in a flash and Deepak sucked avidly at the fragrant rippling flesh. He tasted her, finding the cheesy sour smell very erotic and felt his cock throb into a painful hardness. He glanced down and saw that it was now beyond its customary eight inches, a length that he normally attained when he was randy. It seemed closer to nine inches and the shaft was now noticeably thicker. He imagined it splitting her buttocks and could not wait any longer but straightened and parked himself comfortably on his knees behind her.
He quickly ran the enormous red glans around her dripping cunt lips to moisten and lubricate it and then positioned it at her arsehole. She whimpered and begged him not to hurt her and he smiled at her confusion, her wet pussy belying her claims of fright. But she was frightened and with good reason as he caught the nether cheeks and spread them apart powerfully; widening the anus and lodging the glans securely in the cup like depression. He waited for a moment, priming himself for the delicious pressure that his cock would soon experience and pushed firmly, holding the shaft of his penis like a spear.
As he pushed hard, the white fleshy cheeks slowly parted and the fiery red knob entered millimeter by millimeter into the tight hole. Neelima gasped with the pain and could not understand why, as she had been arse fucked two nights back. The sphincter tightened in an effort to keep the shaft out but Deepak was relentless. Neelima now squealed loudly, her breath coming in big gasps as she tried to get over the splitting ache that had taken root in her anus. When the arsehole was stretched to its limit with the knob's largest bulge just at the entrance, Deepak paused and savored the feeling of the arsehole desperately trying to shrink to its normal size and squeezing his glans with a sweet pressure. This only served in making the cock throb and bulge more and distend the anus further.
He peered down at the shaft. The white soft buttocks were spread and the red anus hole looked like a rubber band stretched to its breaking limit. It appeared as if another millimeter increase in the knob size would tear the flesh. In sadistic glee, his cock gave another throb and promptly became longer and thicker. Neelima felt the pain and started screaming and tried to break free but Deepak grabbed her firmly and clamped his left hand on her mouth, cutting off the scream, while his other hand fastened on her satin covered breast and squeezed it gleefully. Deepak was now in a predatory mood and wanted to enjoy this anal ravishment which was made sharper and sweeter by the crying of the young woman.
He took pity on her after some time as he had to get her quiet otherwise he would not be able to carry out the rest of the buggering smoothly. He kept crushing her breast relentlessly but released her mouth and started to tickle her clitoris. Her crying and whimpering slowly subsided in spite of the tremendous pain in her arse as waves of pleasure slowly creamed her cunt. She rose towards an orgasm, still sobbing and sniffling. He pushed his finger deep in her oozing vagina and masturbated her methodically, pinching her clitoris and rubbing her labia, and soon brought her to a climax despite the pain in her arsehole and the breast.
He kissed her on the neck and told her that she should be prepared to bear a lot of delicious plain as the honeymoon would not be complete without it. After she had had a few thumping orgasms, he removed his finger and licked it. It tasted like honey and nectar mixed together. He wiped her pussy and the thighs repeatedly with his finger and scooped up the juice to his mouth. Occasionally, he playfully pushed the slime-coated fingers in her mouth, forcing her to lick her own cunt juice.
He was now in a terrible heat and wanted to proceed with the main event of buggering his sister's arse. Deepak decided to start the job standing and then move on to various positions. He moved both his palms back to the bra cups and started kneading them again. As Neelima started moaning again, he made her get up from the sofa and pushed her towards the wall. She had difficulty walking, as the movement of the buttocks had an effect of rolling the glans in her sphincter, causing her intense pain. She sobbed at each step and gave up half way, refusing to move and remained still, crying and pleading with him to give her some relief.
As she resisted, Deepak bent down, lifted her by her knees and carried her kicking and protesting to the wall. He observed the delicate rubber slippers dangling enticingly from her toes and felt sorry at having neglected her pretty feet. There he set her down and pushed her against the cold smooth surface. She knew what was in store for her and started sobbing again. He ignored her feeble protests, as they had the effect of exciting him further. Neelima was now standing against the wall, with her breasts crushed against its hard surface and the stomach firmly leaning against the tiles to take the pressure that was coming. Her legs were spread to ease the pressure in her anus. This won't do, Deepak told her lovingly and moved her legs together to increase the pressure.
He placed one hand on her neck and pressed her firmly against the wall so that she could not escape. With the other hand, he caught the shaft of his cock and leaned forward, forcing the shaft in with his hand as well as his weight. There was no need for gentleness now, He had a burning need to enter her fleshy posterior. Neelima screamed as the glans slid past the sphincter and the anal ring collapsed suddenly around the smaller shaft. The knob now acted as a battering ram and continued to slide up her anal passage, inch by inch. The soft flesh parted and clutched eagerly at his cock.
Neelima now squealed and sobbed continuously as dull throbbing pain radiated all through her buttocks. It seemed to her as if her anus was splitting all along the length of her lower intestine; she did not understand why in spite of the arse fucking two days back, she was still feeling as if she would be split in two. Maybe it was due to her arse having tightening again with the rest this afternoon and the extra size her brother seemed to have put on. With a final powerful shove, the last inch went in and her brother, now her lord and master, was seated into her up to the hilt.
He pulled back slightly causing her to relax the anus momentarily with gratitude, thinking that he had decided to withdraw after all. This opened up her hole in a pucker, completely relaxing its hold on his cock. He immediately thrust in again up to the hilt causing an airtight seal around the base of the cock. Neelima gasped with shock, her arsehole completely stuffed and sealed with the tremendous swollen organ of her brother. She was beaten and quiescent now, with a witch's brew of pleasure and pain shooting through her veins, the pain dominating the tiny spark of pleasure somewhere deep within.
Deepak now kissed her and enlightened her about her ordeal, even as his hands moved back to her boobs, this time taking up pinching of the nipples, so far neglected, from over the cloth of the bra. As the satin rubbed into her nipples, a small thrill of pleasure shot through her nipples, which were otherwise stinging with ache at being pinched cruelly. He asked his crying sister if she remembered the cream that mom had given her to soothe her anus on Sunday. When she nodded meekly, he told her that the cream had an additional side effect of tightening muscles apart from soothing over stretched ligaments. He had requested Mom that day to somehow make sure Neelima had a tight virgin arse so that he could do justice to her on the wedding night and mom had suggested the perfect cream, which had worked beautifully.
As Neelima heard this, she was speechless at the way her mother had quietly ensured her daughter's painful anal deflowerment. She finally understood her mother's licentious nature and though she felt resentful for a moment, her cunt creamed at the thought of what her mom would do to her on Wednesday. Her reverie was rudely interrupted as Deepak started buggering her.
He started with a simple priming action which lifted her a few inches off the floor, so powerful was his giant penis now. As she whimpered, he started a slow fractional in-out motion, which was just sufficient to move the knob inside her intestine. Neelima sobbed with pain mixed now with a little pleasure as the knob dilated her innards deep inside her body. Deepak glanced below and watched with interest the hard rod of his penis working in and out of the tight flesh of her buttocks. As he withdrew, the anus flowered outward with the pull, red lips of the arsehole pouting. When he pushed in, the lips disappeared into the contracted white flesh.
He carried this out for a long time before his self-restraint broke and he started fucking her arse lustily. This time his strokes were powerful and long, He would withdraw his cock for a few inches, and plunge it in again up to the hilt. The force slammed her crotch repeatedly against the wall. Soon he was plunging in and out the complete length of his cock and she cried out with each stroke as it burned up her anus.
At the point of an explosive release, he summoned all his will power and halted, gritting his teeth. The crying Neelima too admired his stamina and will power as he slowly regained control and told Neelima that they would change position. He pulled her away from the wall and walked her to the sofa; his cock still buried in her buttocks. As she walked, she experienced intense pain due to the movement of her arse and was pushed along crying. He dumped her on the sofa, legs dangling and kneeled down behind her, his upper body lying on top of her. He started buggering her again doggy style and she stopped crying, getting some relief on the soft sofa cushion, the weight finally off her feet.
Her relief was short lived, as he thought of another way of tormenting her. She still had her bra on. With his teeth, he unhooked the straps and as the beautiful velvety cups, which had protected her soft breasts, fell away, the twin doves hung lose, swaying gently with each of his lunges into her buttocks. He caught the defenseless boobs, already red and bruised, in his hands and started squeezing mercilessly. He fucked her arse for almost half an hour in this fashion ignoring her feeble pleas for some mercy. Slowly Neelima's throbbing pain became something that she got used to, and she started relaxing a bit, even trying to make an effort to start enjoying the sex.
Deepak was in the last lap of his delicious erotic journey and thought of the perfect way of ending it. His cock bucked powerfully in Neelima's arse at the wicked thought and she gave an involuntary gasp of pain again at the sudden pressure in her overworked intestine. He whispered in her eras that she had rested enough and should do some exercise now. He backed away still holding her and as her body came off the sofa, she had to support herself with her arms to prevent falling down hard.
She was on all fours now on the floor like a mare and realized with a shock that he was still mounted on her, explaining the heavy weight experienced by her arms and legs. He now buggered her truly like an animal on all fours, her body shaking with each stroke, her breasts still being crushed to a pulp. Tears streaming down her cheeks, she bore his weight for what seemed like eternity, hoping for a quick orgasm for her rider that would end her agony. It was not to be and he continued riding her for twenty more pain-filled minutes.
In a final act of brute strength, he lifted his legs from the floor, which were till then supporting his weight partially and wrapped them round her waist. Now she was suddenly forced to bear his complete weight and felt a tremendous unbearable strain in her joints. She pleaded for mercy, feeling her arms and legs grew weak and numb with the intense pressure. He responded by hammering into her buttocks with even greater force. She suddenly collapsed on the floor with a pitiable scream, her legs and arms sliding in opposite direction. She fell hard on the floor, her soft body taking the brunt of the fall, which coincided with his downward lunge.
The strokes now became longer as he became mad with lust, feeling her soft body cushioning the relentless pounding of her arse. All he wanted now was release from this delightful torture. The last few strokes were full length hammering, He would withdraw till the knob was visible and almost came out of the hole, and then shove it back again up to the root of his pubic hair; all this at a frequency of once per second-in-out-in-out-in-out. She was squealing with agony in a soft mewing tone, like an animal that is beyond any feeling except the relentless pounding of a monster in the arse.
He suddenly exploded with a lusty shout, the orgasm was like a colorful explosion inside his skull and he froze at the deepest point of his stroke. The cock pulsed like a pump and sprayed the hot semen deep inside her innards, directly into her stomach. While he basked in the joy of the explosion, and continued crushing her boobs, he also caught her nipples in his fingers and pinched them. The nipples were stiff, a proof of her own release, despite the pain. He kneaded the delicate flesh of her breast like dough while her intestine absorbed the geyser of hot semen from his cock.
After the eruption subsided, the cock felt sore but wonderfully satiated. Deepak saw the clock and noted with pleasure that he had succeeded in buggering her continuously for one hour. No wonder he felt as if I had run a hundred miles. He also felt a deep satisfaction at achieving the goal of ensuring that she would never forget her bridal night. He released her breasts, sat up and slowly withdrew his cock partially from her anus. The cock was soft now and came out easily, albeit reluctantly. It was wet with a mixture of the semen and her arse juice. As he gave a final tug, it plopped out with a gentle sound. The white flesh of the buttocks had turned red with the hammering it had received. The anal ring was fiery red, and looked like a crushed rose. He turned her around and noted with sadistic pleasure that her eyes were closed and brimming with tears. She was almost unconscious with the overload that her sensory system had gone through. Deepak kissed her lips and licked her tears. Then he lifted her and carried her to the bed. He dumped her face down roughly, and clambered over her, his face close to her arse. He licked the flesh, kneaded it with his hands and slowly moved towards the crushed flower that was her anus. It smelled wonderful, a heady mixture of sweat, arse juice, cheesy anal smell and his own semen. He extended his tongue and licked the orifice. It had a divine taste and he continued licking, delved deeper by prying open the hole gently and inserting the tongue. Soon, he was licking ferociously, driving his tongue deeper and deeper till it was in completely.
Deepak stayed like that for a while; and then decided to switch to her cunt. He firmly caught hold of the labia in his mouth, sucking them in like the skin of a fruit and sucked hungrily. Neelima gained consciousness with the dual sensation, a pleasant tingle in her pussy and an unbearable dull throbbing ache in her sphincter that refused to go away. By the time she was fully awake, she was creaming despite the pain and coming in her brother-lord's mouth. As she had her first orgasm after her anal ravishment, she started crying, unable to bear the plethora of sensations her body was experiencing.
Deepak swallowed her delicious juice greedily and had her humping his mouth again. He smiled to himself since he wanted her to be fully in her senses when he started ravishing her arse for the second time. Imagining her reactions when he would start buggering her again, his cock quickly hardened again and was soon throbbing eagerly, ready to begin its assault. He swallowed hard in a last bout of cunt sucking and as she came squealing with delight, thrashing around in her pleasure, having forgotten the dull pain in her anus momentarily, he got up, pushed her down on the bed and clambered over her. He sucked her anus again for a few minutes and she went tense, unsure of what was in store for her.
Her worst fears were realized when Deepak prized open her arsehole, this time without much problem as it had already been banged into softness, and just smoothly inserted the knob with a strong push. She sobbed with pain and tried to keep the monster out, trying to tighten her sphincter. But the knob was already in and the whole cock soon entered her buttocks smoothly. Deepak loved the tight sensation as he pushed relentlessly and noted that her defensive action in tightening her muscles had actually increased her pain and his pleasure. As she cried, he just lay down on her, buried his face in her silken hair, kissed her on the nape of her neck, caught her breasts in his palms, and crushed them, all the while buggering her steadily.
She lay sobbing quietly resigned to her fate as he whispered to her that he would not now withdraw for the rest of the night and fuck her arse till eight in the morning when she had to get up to go to the office. He now continued his assault, not in a hurry at all and gave himself up to the delicious sensation of her soft body beneath him, and the sweet sensation of her soft anal lining clinging to his penis as it ripped through her buttocks.
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Mom had watched this arse banging from her peephole during a pause in her own love making as Prasad was resting before continuing the arse fucking of his mother-wife. She was seated on a stool with thighs spread wide, Prasad sat before her on the floor, his head between her fat legs, with his face buried in her crotch as he sucked her cunt. She masturbated against his lips with pleasure as she watched the ravishing of Neelima's arse. She was turned on by the sight of her elder son's huge cock pounding into the small anal opening of her darling daughter now crying pitiably and felt a sense of satisfaction at her son having done justice to the deflowering of her daughter as fitted a proper wedding night.
[b][i] She felt both sorry for Neelima and envious as she would really have liked to be in her daughter's slippers being buggered brutally. She imagined the same in her own cunt and arse when Deepak would be hers on Tuesday night. She watched till Neelima was hammered to the floor and then reluctantly got up when Prasad cajoled her to come to bed for continuing his fuck. She was soon on the bed, being buggered by him as she looked forward to the great pleasures ahead of her.[/i][/b]
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