Mom Dominating Her Loving Children – Part 2
femdom, group

The family suddenly discovered the joys of incest one evening. Aunt Sulabha had been hoping for it after all her children had returned to live together in their large home just last week. She had been lonely for a long time and was tired of just watching her large collection of blue movies or reading up the pornographic books and then indulging in desperate auto-eroticism night after night. She now profusely thanked the angels of lust or specifically Kamdev as she clasped her younger son in her arms and kissed him passionately. Aunt Sulabha or Sulabha Chachi as she was called by her relatives, was a short, plump and strongly built woman of fifty-two. She had a muscular well-built dumpy body, typical of middle aged Indian women. All her children had inherited her smooth wheatish complexion. She had a mixed head of silky well-oiled gray hair, which she usually tied in a short plait. He elder son Deepak was thirty-one and had a strong lean well-muscled body. He sported a smart trim mustache. Neelima was a handsome young woman of twenty-eight, still single and career minded. She was taller and slimmer than her mother but still heavier than average, a little broad in the hips, but well proportioned and a nicely filled out ample firm bosom. The youngest eighteen-year-old Deepak was a cute boy, his beautiful face almost like a girl. He had a smooth fair complexion like his sister. Prasad was studying in a good public school in Simla and had just returned from the hostel after a gap of three years. He was a late child, being born when Aunt Sulabha was thirty-six and hence was her favorite. Neelima and Deepak worked in well paying jobs and had been stationed in Chennai for the last two years. Now they were transferred to Mumbai. They had all been sitting around in the drawing room after dinner watching TV. Aunt Sulabha was on the sofa and her younger son Prasad was sitting beside her. Her elder son Deepak was in an armchair with his sister Neelima lounging on the floor by his side. When Prasad switched on the TV and started the VCR, there was a stunned silence as a blue movie with raw sex scenes started playing. Aunt Sulabha had forgotten to remove it after watching it in the afternoon. Nobody said anything as they watched with slowly rising interest and feelings of lust stirred slowly in all the loins. It was a family incest movie with a sixty-year-old grandmother being fucked from front and rear in the opening scenes by two beautiful boys, her grandsons. Everyone realized that the movie was Sulabha Mom’s choice and as slowly other characters like Mom, Aunt, Daughters etc. appeared on the small screen, atmosphere in the room became electric. They looked at each other briefly and in an instant, everyone had seen the look of excitement on every face. There was no turning back after that. All the Chandavarkar family members had nursed a secret lust towards each other, and this was the ideal time for it to come out in open. Young Prasad slowly inched closer to his mother and lay down with his head in her lap as he always did since he was a child. He continued watching the movie, a silly grin on his face and his shorts slowly bulged in the front as he got a throbbing erection. Aunt Sulabha bent down and kissed him tentatively, first fondly on his cheeks and then lustily on the lips. As her mouth closed on Prasad’s lips, he first kissed back passionately and then in a reflex opened his mouth as his mother’s hot fragrant tongue snaked into his mouth. He fastened his lips around the soft wet flesh and sucked, looking into his mother’s warm love filled eyes. After a long kiss, Sulabha Mom sat up; her flushed face full of triumph and desire, and dropped the aanchal of her sari from her chest. She murmured “Bete, mere stun gudguda rahe hain” and reached for the buttons of her blouse in the front. Opening them, she parted the blouse exposing her brassiere. The sight of the big forty-two cup D size standard white lacy nylon bra, overflowing with the soft flesh of her breasts made Prasad shudder with anticipation and he reached up to cup the big half moons in his palms. “ma, inhe dabaoon?” His mother smiled and nodded. As he squeezed slowly, he panted with lust and the only thought in his mind was to reach up and suckle on the mounds as he still clearly remembered doing as a small child, since he had been nursed almost till the age of five. Mom sensed his need and reached behind her to unfasten the bra straps. As the bra came loose, the cups slid down, revealing the large white fleshy breasts of Prasad’s mother. He marveled at the twin soft mounds of flesh, which were hanging due to their sheer size and of course the middle age. The brown aureoles were large like small saucers and the two fat lemon-sized brown nipples were already erect and throbbing with desire. The boy looked pleadingly at his mother and she bent down till one of the nipples was dangling just above his mouth. ” Le, choos mere pyare bete” He reached up eagerly, caught the breast in his palms, and swallowed the nipple. He marveled at its leathery texture as he sucked it eagerly, while his two palms held the coconut sized breast of his mother, softly crushing and kneading it. Sulabha Mom could feel herself creaming, a delicious feeling radiating from her crotch, the like of which she had not felt in a long time. She held her son’s head firmly against her bosom as he suckled her and looked longingly at the bulge in his shorts. Meanwhile, Neelima after seeing her mother enveloping her young son in her embrace was already feeling extremely frisky. She felt wetness spread in her panties as her cunt started lubricating with the erotic possibilities that were now opening up. She looked up at her elder brother Deepak who was watching his younger brother being made love to by his mother. Deepak was panting softly, a look of pure lust on his face. He felt Neelima’s hands caress his bulge and looked down to see his sister trying to open his the zip of his pants. “Bhaiya, apna lund dikhao.” He obliged by unzipping the front and took out his throbbing cock. It sprang up quivering, already eight inches long, its red glans uncovered and throbbing. Neelima watched the lovely monster with wonder and stroked the shaft with her soft palms. While she built up her courage for the next obvious step, her brother decided it swiftly for her by pulling her between his knees. As she kneeled in front of him, he caught hold of his shaft and rubbed the glans on her soft sensuous pink lips. The small of musk excited Neelima and her tongue darted out and licked at the soft silken skin. This was not good enough for Deepak who by now was horny as hell. “Sirf chaatne se kuch nahi hoga meri pyari behna, supara muh me leke choosna parega tab malai niklegi.” He caught Neelima’s cheeks between his fingers and squeezed them forcing her to open her mouth in a big O. His other hand guided the shaft to her mouth and pushed in the swollen knob between her lips. She tried to back out, scared of the big ball sized knob completely filling her mouth but he blocked her retreat by catching the back of her neck. He held her head steady and continued pushing in the knob with the other hand till it was completely in his sister’s mouth and her lips involuntarily closed around it. He then started stroking the shaft with his fist in a well-practiced masturbatory motion. “Ghabra mat behan, abhi tujhe must malai khilata hoon.” Neelima was initially scared a bit with the huge soft plum filling her mouth completely but slowly started enjoying the feel of the soft firm ball of flesh in her mouth. She started sucking on it hungrily and soon settled down passively between her brother’s legs and enjoyed the sensation of being mouth fucked. Deepak settled into a vigorous masturbating motion, as he watched his mother proceed further with her younger son. Mom had just finished removing Prasad’s shorts. She affectionately held the hard slim six-inch boy penis in her fist and gently stroked it. Deepak continued sucking her nipple and rolled the other between his finger and thumb, feeling the leathery cylinder throb to his touch. Mom switched his mouth to her other nipple and then rolled his engorged shaft between her palms as a rolling pin. One of her palms capped the glans from the top and rubbed it in a tight rotating motion. This sweet friction literally drove Prasad up the wall and he moaned pleadingly to his mother to stop this sweet torture. “Amma, tadpa mat, jaldi muh me le ke choos.” She laid him on the sofa, disengaged her nipple from his mouth and then moved between his legs. She supported herself on her elbows as she positioned her mouth over the red swollen glans and started licking it, her hands holding the shaft. “munna, mujhe bhi to jara maza lene de iss must chhokre lund ka.” She stuck out her tongue so that it circled the glans and then rolled the shaft of the penis between her palms like a rolling pin. This made the glans rotate against her soft wet tongue, sending such a sweet tingling feeling through the penis that he started whimpering, pleading with his mother. She took pity on him, and lowered her wide-open mouth to completely swallow the shaft in one swift motion. Her lips closed around the base and the glans nestled snugly in her throat. She sucked the cock steadily, rubbing her tongue on its surface and closing her throat around the glans. Her soft breasts were crushed against Prasad’s knees as he clutched her head to his groin and started bucking up and down, trying desperately to end this sweet agony. “Ma, tere muh mein jhadne wala hoon.” He came suddenly in his Mom’s mouth, sobbing gratefully as the semen jetted out deep into her throat. She swallowed it, gulping it down quickly, and continued sucking till he gasped and went totally limp, falling back satiated on the sofa. After sucking him off, Mom got up, pulled him back to her bosom and slipped a fat engorged nipple in his mouth to suck on while he gathered his breath. “Bilkul malai jaisa hai tera veerya.” Meanwhile she watched with mounting lust the sight of her elder son masturbating furiously into her daughter’s mouth. Deepak too came explosively in his sister’s mouth, holding her head steady with his hands as his penis jetted out thick hot cream on Neelima’s tongue. “Neelima, itni mehnat se muttha mari hai tere liye, ab jara swaad le ke khana.” He watched with satisfaction as Neelima was forced to taste his cream and swallow it. She seemed to be enjoying its taste as she gulped it down steadily after an initial hesitation. After he was done, he withdrew the limp penis from Neelima’s mouth and stood up. He lifted his sister in his arms like a bride and carried her to his bedroom. She looked a little scared but did not resist and clung to him with her arms around his neck. Deepak looked at his mother and winked. “ma, jara teri beti ko chodne ke liye le jata hoon.” Sulabha mom affectionately winked back, wishing him a wonderful night of lust. “Bilkul daya nahi karna, poora maza leke chodna meri pyari beti ko.” Deepak’s mind was already conjuring up heavenly visions of erotic love between brother and sister. He also imagined what might happen between his mother and younger brother and quickened his steps, eager to get to the bedroom and start ravishing his sister. Sulabha Mom patted her suckling son’s head lovingly and asked him whether he wanted to sleep in her bedroom from now on. When Prasad nodded happily, she demanded that he also carry her into the bedroom like a bride. “mere saath sona hai to mujhe teri dulhan jaise utha ke palang per le chal.” She stood coyly like a newly wed, her fifty-two year old ripe body taut with anticipation as Prasad walked to her, put his arms around her waist and knees and lifted her with difficulty. She weighed a goodly seventy-five kilograms and his slim fifty-kilogram frame staggered as he lifted her up. Sulabha Mom put her arms around his neck and kissed him fondly as he started walking back to the bedroom. His lust filled thoughts of what he might do with his mother from now on gave him energy and strength to somehow carry her heavy frame to the bedroom. Mom was already congratulating herself on getting her young horny son for a lover and was busy planning delicious acts for this night and beyond. Prasad entered the bedroom, closed the door and staggered to the bed. As he placed his mother gently on the bed, she pulled him down with her, embracing him in a tight hug, kissing him passionately. “mera pyara raja beta, ab dekh tujhe swarg ka anand deti hoon.” She released him shortly and sat up. She slowly pulled off all his clothes, admiring his young boyish body. Today she was watching it from lusty and predatory eyes rather than from motherly affection. “kitna chikna chokra hai re tu, hostel mein tere peeche badi badi auraten nahi lagi?” As he lay naked, shivering on the bed, she observed that he was getting hard again. She caressed his juicy cock lovingly and ran her hands on his thighs and stomach till he was quivering with want again. She stopped, afraid that he might come again. “Jhadna nahin, ek bar jhad gaya hai, ab ma ke liye jara sabar kar” She now wanted him hard and lusty for a long time for her enjoyment as she had already taken the edge out of his appetite. She got up and stood near the bed. She slowly started disrobing as he watched intently with an expression of puppy love and lust on his face. “Prasad bete, ab nangi ho rahi hai teri amma, aisa mast sharir tu ne ab tak dekha nahin hoga.” She removed the already unbuttoned blouse and let the unbuckled bra fall off. She was naked from waist up and turned momentarily enabling him to look at her from all sides. Her son silently admired her fair smooth skin, the heavy drooping breasts, reddened with the sucking and squeezing and the fleshy white back. Her waist was about thirty-eight, large by any standards but still smaller than her large breasts and heavy hips giving a very pleasing bell shaped look to her otherwise heavy dumpy figure. Her arms were thick and plump and the soft flesh was smooth like marble. The stomach was plump and soft with a deep navel and there was just a hint of an attractive bulge of a soft paunch. A heavy but sexy looking tire of flesh ran around her middle. As the young boy watched with bated breath, his mother unwrapped her sari and dropped it on the floor. The petticoat was tied tightly on her stomach with a short slit in the cloth just above the soft protrusion of mons. She untied the knot and her petticoat fell away. She was wearing sexy lovable-brand white lace panties and he could see some black curls peeking round the edges. Now Prasad noticed that even the bra had been the same brand, heavily advertised recently with a foreign model. She slipped her skimpy panties down her legs and let them fall on the floor. The young lad marveled at the fact that his mother, a seemingly kind old lady of fifty-plus wore such sexy underwear. “amma tu ne yeh kab kharidi? She smiled and replied that she had always gone in for sexy lingerie. Prasad continued his observation. She had thick round thighs and a very dense growth of silken hair in a perfect inverted triangle. Like the hair on her head, the bush was mixed with streaks of white hair mixed with the black. This somehow made it look even sexier. The pubic hair looked very soft and he longed to bury his face in them. The hips must have been at least forty-eight inches and the buttocks were like massive melons with abundant flesh on the round spheres. The calves were also fleshy and thick, covered with hair. The feet were surprisingly small and Prasad noticed for the first time how pretty they were. The young boy realized that her sensuous attraction lay precisely in her motherly heavy middle aged body. He watched with fascinated desire as Sulabha Chachi turned around casually to let him look at her complete body and then bent down to pick up her clothes. She remained in the position purposely for a few seconds to let her son feast on the erotic site of huge hanging breasts swaying like twin gourds as she picked up her bra. ” ma , tere uroj moti moti lauki jaise latak rahe hain.” She playfully threw the clothes at him and he clutched them eagerly and looked at them. He singled out the bra and panties and buried his face in them, smelling her lovely musky smell. He even tried to stuff them in his mouth to suck on them but she stopped him, affectionately removing the clothes from his grip and tossing them away. She climbed on to the bed and sat by his side. He reached up and caught her breasts and started squeezing them, lowering his mouth on one nipple. She let him suck it for some time but then firmly pulled him away and pushed him down on the bed. She was now in great heat and Prasad could see the stiff nipples pulsing with desire. He understood that she had already taken care of his lust and it was befitting that he controlled himself for some time to let his mother enjoy herself. He gratefully kissed his mother full on the lips and lay down passively to await her pleasure. Mom understood and smiled at him fondly, caressing his cheeks with maternal affection. She told him that she had a delicious treat in store for her darling son, much better than what he eagerly demanded during his childhood after coming back from school. “ab tere ko woh cheez doongi chakhne ko jo tu ne kabhi nahin azmaee hogi.” Then she climbed on top of him and kneeled down straddling him. Her thighs were parted wide as she moved forward on her knees till his head was between her thighs. She paused here for some time, looking down at his dear face savoring this moment. She was holding herself up with her thighs straight. “dekh bete, man bhar ke apni ma ki bur dekh.” The crotch was about a foot above Prasad’s face and he could not take his eyes away from the heavenly spectacle of his mom’s genitals unfolded above him in all their glory. The massive thighs met on both sides of the plump crotch in deep creases. The mons veneris was bulging and a deep valley ran down between the twin mounds of flesh almost from navel to anus. Soft black and white silken hair covered the soft flesh like a big bush. The bush was parted in the middle and a streak of red showed through the black and white hair. The two outer lips of the cunt were thick,pink in color and hung loose, looking like fleshy sensuous lips of alarge woman. They were hanging open, clearly showing soft red wet inner lips and the vaginal opening was like a red tunnel between them. If Prasad had been a little older and wise in the ways of the world, he would have known that the large hanging cunt lip were the sure signs of a well fucked and experienced pussy. The urethra was a straw like hole just at the junction of the inner two lips. A red swollen strawberry of a clitoris completed the delight. It projected outward like a small penis and was throbbing eagerly to be sucked. He was pleasantly shocked at its sight, never expecting the clit to be so big and suckable. Big dewdrops of juice had collected on the labia and as Prasad watched, thick viscous honey oozed out of the vaginal passage and collected on the outer lips as more dew. “mummy, aapki choot gili ho kar choo rahi hai.” The excess juice had flowed down the sides of the thighs, which glistened with the shiny liquid. A strong whiff of musk emanated from Sulabha Mom’s cunt making Prasad’s head swim with pure lust. He reached up and touched the labia first. They were leathery soft to the touch and he gently rubbed them with his fingertip. Mom hummed with pleasure and fondly ran her hands through his hair. “yeh sab amrut tere liye hai bete, jara chaat ke dekh.” He licked the finger tasting the juice and reached up again. This time he inserted one finger in the wet red tunnel of her vagina. It disappeared up to the knuckle in a flash, her moist loose flesh eagerly clutching at his finger. He inserted two fingers and softly moved them in and out in the cunt. Mom wriggled with anticipation and her cunt tightened around his fingers. He just imagined what it would feel like on his throbbing cock and pulled out the two fingers and licked them eagerly. The juice had a salty musky taste and suddenly he wanted to suck big mouthfuls of it instead of tasting driblets. “Prasad, pehle jaanghe chaat ke saaf kar de, phir choot chusaoongi.” The dutiful son turned his head and started licking the inside of her thighs, his hands fastening on her huge buttocks and pulling her down. Mother slowly settled down, allowing her son to lick her thigh clean as she lowered the creaming slit towards his mouth. After finishing with the thighs, Prasad waited eagerly for the soft flesh to settle on his mouth. As the cunt came within striking distance, he pushed out his tongue and licked the genitals with long flat strokes of his tongue. Mom stopped her descent and froze just an inch above his mouth to let him lick her as he pleased. “aaram se chaat bete, koi jaldi nahin hai.” She had her first shuddering orgasm as his tongue flicked repeatedly over her labia and clitoris. She closed her eyes and froze in this position, soaking in the bliss of this first release of her incestuous life. More juice dribbled out of her nether mouth and was eagerly swallowed by her son. She now started lowering her cunt again on her son’s mouth to continue the fun at leisure. She asked him to open his mouth and push out his tongue. “jeebh bahar nikal ke rakh, usey chodoongi.” As Prasad obeyed his mother, she settled down effortlessly on his face, the tongue penetrated her moist cunt like a mini penis and her fat labia closed over his open lips in a loving kiss. Prasad thrust the tongue up and down like a rapier between the open red lips and she sobbed with lust as she too slowly rose up and down fucking his tongue. Thick creamy juice now trickled down his tongue as the young dutiful boy desperately tried to keep his tiring tongue stiff at least till she came again. Mom sensed his effort and redoubled her riding speed to make use of the stiff tongue as long as she could. She suddenly felt a sweet pressure build up in her loins and pressed down hard, freezing at the deepest point, clutching the tongue with her flesh. She suddenly gasped and came explosively for the second time, ejaculating thick creamy juice into her son’s mouth. “ab andar kar le bete, dukhati hogi, mera kaam ho gaya.” Prasad reluctantly withdrew the aching tongue into his mouth and then settled into a relaxed sucking and gulping motion. His mouth fastened over his mother’s cunt like on a ripe mango being sucked, and slowly drew out the thick liquid. Mom started a gentle-rocking motion, humping her son’s sucking mouth and came continuously, filling his mouth with her maternal nectar. “ab man bhar kar meri bur ka rus pee” After the first flush of release, Sulabha Mom lay face down on the bed, with her upper torso reclining on the pillow. “tere honth chod loon bete?” She brought her fleshy thighs together clamping them around her son’s head and firmly planted her cunt on his sucking mouth. Then she settled down in a long drawn languid humping motion, masturbating herself against her son’s mouth. She came every ten minutes, sighing and moaning as Prasad continued sucking up the nectar. Mom pleasurably weighed erotic alternatives of further ways of copulating with Prasad that night. She also tried to imagine what might be happening with Neelima and Deepak and thrills of perverse delight brought a delicious orgasm to her, as she fucked the eager young mouth. Deepak had carried Neelima to his room and deposited her on the bed roughly. He was unable to control himself as he watched his sexy sister lying invitingly on the bed. Neelima was also aroused and a little scared by the size of Deepak’s cock, which had again attained alarming proportion. “Bhaiya, tumhara lund rakshas jaisa hai, dar lagta hai.” Deepak quickly undressed himself and advanced purposefully to the bed. He caught hold of Neelima’s clothes and undressed her in a hurry, literally tearing off her clothes. “chal behen, jaldi nangi ho ja.” He paused to drink in the erotic sight of his sister’s supine body, who looked like a beautiful angel lying there clad only in her underclothes. Neelima as expected of a modern sexy woman, was wearing beautiful skimpy nylon bra and panties of a pearl white color. Her breasts were full like her mother and the flesh overflowed around the size C cups, too small for her. She liked to wear one-size smaller bras, to accentuate her breasts. The panties were unable to hide the thick bush visible around the inner linings and the soft plump mons was just visible through the transparent material. Deepak turned her over on her stomach and unfastened the bra straps. They sprang free, revealing dark red marks on the soft white flesh of the shapely back. “mast tight body pehanti hai tu, Neelima, us ki vajah se tere mamme bade bade dikhate hain.” He pulled down the panties revealing the full flesh of the spherical buttocks. The white plump buns with the deep crack between them were extremely inviting and Deepak fell on them, his face buried in his sister’s nether cheeks. ” Kya mast gaand hai raani, ise to jitna chatoon, kam hai.” He licked them eagerly, bit the soft flesh, took large mouthfuls of the buttocks in his mouth and sucked on it. He ignored Neelima’s moans and bit harder. She squealed with pain and he stopped. ” hai bhaiya, kaato mat naa, pleeese.” He had not drawn any blood but there were angry red marks on the soft flesh. He kissed it and licked it till she calmed down. He continued, burying his nose in the crack and smelling the wonderful musky cheesy smell. “kya saundhi saundhi khushboo hai teri gaand ki, Neelima.” He finally nuzzled against her anus, his lips kissing the soft smooth ring of her sphincter. His tongue darted out and licked at the flesh, finally trying to force itself into her rear passage. Neelima resisted instinctively, her sphincter contracting to keep the intruder out. Deepak persisted by catching the two nether cheeks in his hands and forced them apart, his tongue simultaneously making a determined assault on the lovely puckered flesh. “Gaand khol, bund mat kar, nahin to choosoonga kaise?” The sphincter opened a little, and in a flash Deepak’s tongue penetrated deep into Neelima’s buttocks. As he rolled around the tongue, teasing the soft flesh, Neelima started sighing with pleasure, relaxing her sphincter to give unfettered access to her brother’s tongue. Deepak also clamped his mouth on the anus and started sucking it in an open mouth kiss. Neelima’s cunt had been creaming for a long time since she had sucked Deepak’s cock in the drawing room and now it started pulsating with desire, nectar oozing out of her vagina onto her thighs. “Bhaiya, choot mast ho gayi hai, jaldi karo” Deepak smelled the musk and withdrew his tongue. He flipped his sister over, and saw her breasts bounce from below the loose bra. He removed the bra exposing the milky white flesh. The breasts were firm and hard, protruding up straight from her body proudly. The twin jet-black nipples were big as berries, already hard and quivering. “teri beriyan choosne mein bahut maza ayaega behen.” He bent over her, fastening his mouth on a nipple and sucked it, also chewing it softly. He also caught the breast in his hands, squeezing it to make the nipple protrude like a small rigid shaft. Neelima’s thighs now came together, rubbing together as she tried to quench the raging lust in her pussy. Deepak felt a raging need to feed on the feast spread for him and got up and sat between his sister’s legs, reclining against the bedpost. He caught her legs and hoisted them onto his shoulders, one on each side of his neck. He then caught her by her narrow waist and pulled her towards him, till her steaming crotch met his face. He wanted to take a long loving look at her genitals but as he saw the red juicy lips, the pea like clitoris and the wet soft hair around the vagina, he lost control. “Ab to is amrut bhari bur ko choos choos ke khali kar doonga.” He plunged into her crotch, nestled his mouth deep in her bush, licking and smelling. The smell of musk was overpowering. He licked her thighs clean of the tasty cunt juice and then fastening his mouth on the lush red lips of her vagina, started sucking the nether mouth. The warm moist flesh enveloped his mouth as his tongue darted deep into her cunt. Neelima lay on the bed, her arse raised high and legs dangling from Deepak’s shoulders. She brought her strong thighs together in a fit of passion, clamping Deepak’s head in a vice and started bouncing, grinding her crotch lustily into her brother’s face. “hai bhaiya, tere mooh ko chodne mein kitna maza aa reha hai.” She came immediately, with a shudder as she had been on the edge for a long time, the intense pleasure in her clitoris providing a desperately needed release. She could feel her juices flow copiously and a sweet sense of satisfaction at her brother’s delight in drinking up her juices. “piyo mere pyare bhaiya, apni behen ka choot ka paani man bhar kar piyo.” Her edge of lust gone, she felt herself climbing again towards heightened desire and settled down for a long languorous bout of cunt sucking. Deepak obliged her by continuing the sucking for almost half an hour, interspersing his sucking with brief duels of his tongue with her hard peanut sized clitoris, which would immediately launch her into throes of passion, and resulted in clamping of her thighs around his head. Deepak was now rock hard with desire and unable to wait any longer. After another of Neelima’s pulsating orgasms, he pushed her thighs away and threw her on the bed. “chodne ka time ho gaya, ab nahin raha jata.” He mounted her quickly and before Neelima fully realized what was happening, he had spread apart her thighs, and inserted his throbbing cock into her dripping cunt. It was so wet that his swollen glans entered without any resistance into the slippery tight passage. Deepak lunged hard and was up to the hilt by the time Neelima felt the dilation of her vagina. She felt a sudden pain, feeling her cunt stuffed with the thick shaft. She squealed but Deepak had already clamped his mouth on hers, cutting off the scream. “dekh, kaise ek jhatke mein ghuseda diya lund teri kunwari choot mein.” He started fucking her immediately, with long powerful strokes, his engorged knob moving like a battering ram in her soft wet passage. She thrashed around, trying to break free with inborn instinct of a young unfucked woman resisting her deflowering but Deepak was fully in control. “Jaane do bhaiya, mujhe mat chodo, bhai behan ki chudaee theek nahin hai.” He ignored her belated protests and sucked her mouth continuously in a devouring kiss and kept banging away joyfully at her soft pussy. Finally she responded by kissing on the sucking mouth of her brother as well as wrapping her thighs around his torso. Deepak could just feel the tip of his sister’s cervix caressing his knob at the point of deepest penetration and he marveled at the depth of her vagina, which could effortlessly take in the eight-inch monster. They fucked energetically, and the sound of the cock moving in the wet cunt was so depravingly erotic that she kept coming continuously every few seconds, her cunt becoming wetter and wetter. “ab aa reha hai na maza, saali phaltoo mein nakhre ker rahee thi tu, Neelima.” Soon Deepak too climaxed, thrusting deep into her cunt and ejaculating a torrent of hot thick semen on her cervix. They lay quietly in each other’s arms, kissing fondly. Deepak thought of withdrawing and going back to sucking her cunt but remembered that the taste would no longer be fresh and original, his semen having mixed up with her juice. “ab choot choosne mein woh taste nahin ayaega.” He told Neelima that they would just fuck all night, but next night onwards, he would avoid coming into her cunt, keeping the taste intact for an all night suckathon. When she coyly asked him that where was the place he would ejaculate into, he laughingly pointed to her mouth and then placed his finger on her anus, probing suggestively. She blushed, excited and terrified at the same time. Deepak teased her further saying that next night she should prepare to get thoroughly fucked in her arse and mouth. “kal to tu chudaane aur gaand marane- dono ke liye taiyar rehna.” The banter had excited them and they started fucking again. They fucked at least five times that night, drifting off into sleep occasionally and continuing the fucking on waking up. Occasionally, they also laughingly wondered how Mom was dealing with her darling young son. Mom had indeed now moved on to fucking her son. After making him suck her cunt continuously for almost two hours, she had taken pity on his tired mouth and desperately throbbing six-inch cock. She was fucking him from top. Prasad was lying flat on his back, his mouth contorted in an expression of unbearable desire, as his Mom sat on his stomach, his cock deep into her pussy. She steadily rose up and down in a languid manner, supporting her plump heavy body on her hands planted firmly on the bed. She looked like she was exercising with slow push ups and downs, the only difference was the sight of the hard throbbing shaft of her son disappearing and reappearing from her wet red slit of a cunt. “beta, theek se chud raha hai na?” When she came down, the shaft pushed in her labia, making them almost disappear within the folds of her vulva. When she rose up, the labia flowered outward, showing the pink red flesh as it eagerly clutched the shaft. She was also exercising her muscles, holding the cock in a tight grip. The sight was too much for poor Prasad, who was on the brink of a heavenly orgasm, held back by the superb control of her mother’s motion. He started sobbing, tears of desire welling up in his eyes. “Mummy, mar jaoonga, yeh masti sahan nahi hoti, jhada de na jaldi” Mom smiled, glad at her control on him, as she knew that she had made a slave of him for eternity. As her hands were busy holding her up, she lifted her right leg and placed her well formed sexy foot on his face, wiping away the tears with her toes lovingly and told him to hold on for another ten minutes. “ab tu to mera gulam ho gaya hai bete, bus dus minit aur chodne de. Tab tak maa ke pairon ki pooja kar.” Prasad gratefully caught her foot in his hands and dragging it to his mouth, started licking at the sole. He looked at the well- formed arch of the dainty foot, surprisingly delicate and beautiful for her heavy squat frame. He opened his mouth and swallowed her big toe, sucking on it reverently, noting the trimmed and painted smooth pearly nails. Now Mom also felt her desire grow rapidly as she watched her son sucking and licking at her foot. She lifted her left foot and ground it softly into her son’s face as he sucked at her right toe. “chumma le mere talwon ka beta, chaat unhe, teri maa ke charan haain.” Prasad licked her soles as instructed. Now she was delicately balanced on top of his body and fucked using only her hands to raise and lower herself. Her wet cunt was tingling with lust and she decided to come herself and then let her son climax. “chal bahut ho gaya, ab jorsey chodti hoon tujhe.” She rapidly increased the tempo of her pushups so that soon she was moving up and down at a lightening pace, her massive breasts bouncing erotically against her body, giving out a soft slapping sound. As her cherry sized clit felt the increased friction against the cock, it hardened further. Prasad felt the hard lump of flesh rubbing like a smooth stone on his shaft, along with the contrasting clutch of the soft warm flesh. ” ma tera button to heere jaisa kada ho gaya hai.” She orgasmed suddenly, with a stifled gasp, but retained control of her motion. She continued moving up and down, copious amounts of smooth hot juice flowing down the shaft. As she soaked up the delicious orgasm, she contracted her vagina into an iron grip. She 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 continued her bouncing, milking the cock of its semen. A loud shuddering gasp escaped Prasad’s lips as he jerked and flailed around in his release, still sucking on her toes, his legs trying to flail with the intensity of the his orgasm, but pinned down beneath his mother’s weight. He slowly subsided and lay inert, almost in a coma. She stopped her movement and came to rest on his stomach, watching him with an intense feeling of motherly love and lust. I now own him and I will make him do such perverted and sexy things for me which nobody has dreamt of-she thought. “mera beta ab mera gulam hai, iss sey to ab main woh gande aur mast kaam karwaoongi jo aj tak kisi ne nahi kiye honge.” She lay down on her son and embracing him, turned over, pulling him on top of her. Her thighs were well spread, enabling Prasad to keep his limp penis still buried in her splayed cunt. Prasad had now recovered and his cock had started hardening again. He told his mother that he was her slave and he would like to do whatever she wanted. “amma, mein tere charano ka daas ho gaya, tu jo kahegi, main wohi karoonga.” He also shyly said that he wanted to suck her again. “ma , phir se choot chuswao na.” She refused firmly, saying that the pure taste of her cunt juice had now been changed due to the mixing of his semen and tonight, and so they would only fuck many times. Tomorrow onwards, he should take care not to come in her cunt so that it was always available for sucking. To his unspoken question, she replied laughingly that she had a lot of lovely places where his cute cock could unload its cream. “kal se meri choot chodna jaroor par usmein jhadna nahi. Choot choosne ke liye hamesha tazi milna chahiye tujhe. Jhadne ke liye mere paas aur ched hain.” Prasad languidly started moving again, his erect-again cock fucking her cunt smoothly. He burrowed his face in her bosom and fucked intently as she held him close. She soon lifted his face and asking him to open his mouth, slipped the nipple of the left breast in his mouth. “beta, choochi chooste chooste chod to aur achha lagega. Bhar le poora mamma tere muh mein.” As he sucked on it, she held his head and pulled him strongly towards her, forcing more flesh into his mouth. Understanding her unspoken command, Prasad opened his mouth wider and sucked in as much of the breast as he could, till he almost gagged on the soft flesh. The feeling of having his mouth stuffed with his mother’s breast was very erotic and he fucked her with more determination. Sulabha mom closed her thighs around the young humping body and wrapped her legs around him protectively, totally imprisoning her son in her bosom. She murmured in his ears not to come unless she told him so and then settled down for a prolonged fuck. “Prasad, ab ghanton tak ma ko chodna hai, jhadna mat jab tak mein mast na ho jaoon.” She orgasmed repeatedly, squealing and laughing with delight and clutching his face to her breast with even greater force till Prasad was almost choking on the succulent breast stuffed in his mouth, the hard nipple scraping his throat. Mom finally gave him the permission to ejaculate only when he started whimpering pleadingly through his gagged mouth. He gave a last few desperate lunges and ejaculated hard, his scream of unbearable delight muffled by her breast. He slowly quieted down and the entwined and satiated mother and son drifted off to sleep after she had changed over his mouth to the other breast. When she woke up at dawn, it was about five past six. She found that he had hardened again in his sleep and she was also creaming. She gently turned over and lay on top of her son’s sleeping form. She pressed down her bosom hard on his face, stuffing most of the right breast in his mouth and when he woke up gagging, laughed as she started humping him. “jag gaya beta? ab subah subah chudne ka maza le.” It was easier to control him and she fucked him for a long time, helping herself to many delicious orgasms. She was selfish now, steadfastly ignoring his need, enjoying the desperate futile lunges that he gave from below and continued humping him, enjoying his young body. The young boy finally came with a tremendous shudder, sobbing through his gagged mouth and she smiled to herself when she saw the clock strike seven, noting with satisfaction that her darling son had been able to hold on for almost one and half hours before his control gave way. “Wah beta, dedh ghante tak ma ko chodane diya, meri choot ka ashirwad tere pas hai.” A beautiful lovely morning came and everybody got up, after a night of heavenly loving sex. As Prasad left for his college, Mom kissed him fondly and asked him to be disciplined the whole day. She told him to nurse his strength knowing that otherwise the young horny lad was likely to masturbate thinking of his mother. She asked him to remember that she would be waiting for him that night. “apni taakat bacha kar rakhna beta, mutth nahin marna. Teri amma yehan marwane ko baithi hai yeh yaad rakhna.” She also winked at Deepak and Neelima as she bade them good bye, asking them to behave and conserve their energy for the night. Chapter 2 – THE NIGHT BEFORE WEDDING Night came and everybody met in the living room for a brief while. They did not even watch a movie as all of them were horny with anticipation and decided to retire early to their bedrooms. They were open now and kissed and caressed their partners with impunity. Prasad was sitting in mom’s lap, burrowing his head in her bosom while his elder sister put her arms around the neck of his elder brother, kissing him passionately. Sulabha Mom told them that they should now think of formalizing the pairing through marriage and she would tell them the plan next day, which happened to be a Sunday. “ab hum shadi kar ke jodey bana lete hain jis sey hamen duniya ki nazaron mein chodne ka license mil jayega.” Prasad, Neelima and Deepak were thrilled with the mention of marriage and asked for more details as they sensed that Mom had worked out some fantastically erotic plan for the family. But Mom again asked them to wait till next day and pulling Prasad resolutely behind her, she went into her bedroom and closed the door. “Chal bete, kaamkreeda ka samay ho gaya.” Deepak and Neelima too hurried to Neelima’s bedroom, eager to start the proceedings. Deepak undressed quickly and then pulled off Neelima’s gown. She was naked below the gown in anticipation of glorious fucking tonight and stood shivering with lust in all her nude glory. “Wah meri pyari behen, aaj to nangi hi ai hai, yaad hai na ki aaj teri gaand marne wala hoon?” Deepak reminded her about what would happen today and she shuddered with a mix of delight and fear. Deepak kissed her fondly asking her not to be afraid and led her to an armchair saying he wanted to suck her cunt first. “Chal, pahle apni rasili choot chuswa” Neelima sank into the chair and sensuously settled back. She parted her thighs and started fingering her bush suggestively. Deepak sat down comfortably in front of her between her legs and spent some time just looking at the luscious cunt, making up for his greedy hurry last night. He caressed the thick bush, ran his fingers over her thighs and parted the lush bush carefully. The pussy was already wet, the red slit glistening and the labia opening and closing. “Wah behena, bhai ka kitna khyal hai, pahle se hi choot rani rus ugal rahi hai.” He opened the lips with his fingers, gazing at the deep red tunnel. Without wasting his time, he glued his lips to the reeking hole and sucked. Neelima tensed and ejaculated in a few minutes squealing with delight at the delicious release from the unbearable lust that had been raging in her cunt all day. Deepak licked and gulped her cunt juice till the cunt was ready again. Neelima then lovingly pulled Deepak’s face into her crotch, holding his head between her thighs securely, and helped him suck her properly. “Bhaiya, theek se chooso, jara jeebh bhi andar dalo.” Deepak probed her vagina with his tongue, licked the clitoris and chewed the thick labia as he sucked her for a long time. Neelima came repeatedly and was thoroughly aroused and ready when Deepak got up. The musky thick nectar that he had gobbled up had made his cock stand to its full height of eight inches and the swollen red knob was throbbing with desire. He asked Neelima to stand up and led her to the wall. He told her that he would bugger her standing, starting a long tradition of lusty arse fucking every night and in every conceivable position. He made Neelima stand against the wall facing it, but she twisted and sank to her knees, eager for his cream. “Deepak bhaiya, pahle tumhara lund choosoongi.” Before he could respond, she had clamped her lovely mouth around the knob and started sucking it. Deepak swooned with desire and then out of control, pushed his penis further into her mouth. Her head banged back against the wall but Neelima did not seem to mind. He pushed with determination and she too helped him by relaxing her mouth and throat and he slowly sank deep into her lovely gullet. Deepak humped, sobbing with lust, holding onto his sister’s head which was jammed against the wall. He fucked with abandon now and Neelima would surely have had a very sore throat if he had not exploded immediately. “Le sali, pee mera veerya ab.” He panted while Neelima gleefully sucked his rapidly shrinking penis. Deepak continued standing in that position, relishing the feel of the hot wet mouth on his cock. Neelima licked and sucked him for almost ten minutes till he slowly hardened again. He withdrew his penis from the mouth of a protesting Neelima, who wanted more cream and made her stand up again. “Behen, bahut ho gaya, ab gaand marwaney ke liye taiyar ho jaa.” His penis was hard again but a more modest size of less than seven inches. He turned her around, spread her legs and pushed her against the wall, making sure that her stomach, breasts, face and front of her thighs were pressed against it. Then he kneeled down behind her, and just squeezed and pressed her big wide arse. He licked at the smooth skin of the buttocks and then finally started sucking her anus. This time he was direct and sucked it methodically, also driving his tongue deep in the flesh. Neelima giggled. “Bhaiya, gaand mein gudgudi hoti hai.” After her hole was thoroughly lubricated with his saliva, he got up and catching his shaft, he inserted his cock deep between her legs and ran the knob around on her creaming cunt lips. Soon the glans was coated with Neelima’s thick juice. He withdrew and placed the knob on the anus. He pulled his sister’s nether cheeks apart and then just started to force the cock in. She tried to make relax her muscles but fear made her contract her sphincter, making it tight. Deepak did not wait, but rammed in forcefully, burying the knob in the tight hole. Neelima screamed and tried to get away but she was in an impossible situation. “Hai bhaiya, chhodo, bahut dard hota hai.” She flailed helplessly as Deepak, aroused further by Neelima’s tears continued to push with all his strength. With a soft plopping sound, Neelima’s arse parted suddenly as she involuntarily relaxed her sphincter and the cock slid up to the hilt. It was very painful and Neelima started crying thinking that her anus was torn. “Deepak bhaiya, lagta hai ki meri gaand phat gayi.” She sobbed, her cunt going dry, all lust forgotten, her only thought on how to get away. She stood helplessly in pain, as Deepak finished burying his penis deep in her buttocks, wondering what would have happened if he had buggered her with his original monstrous erection. Deepak wanted to start banging immediately but took pity on Neelima and thought it wise to again make her cream. He paused, letting Neelima slowly recover. As she quieted down, she put her hand on her buttocks, tracing the outline of the shaft around her sphincter with her finger and was reassured that there was no tear. Meanwhile, Deepak put his hand on her crotch and slowly caressed the dry pussy. He tickled the clitoris with his fingertip and murmured in Neelima ear, about how he was again going to suck her cunt and drink her juice. “Meri pyari rani, gaand maarney ke baad, main teri pyari pyari bur ko choomoonga, chatoonga aur choosoonga. Jo rus niklega usey mein behen ka prasad samajh ker pee jaoonga.” He also kissed her fondly and lovingly and Neelima slowly regained her composure, feeling the first stirrings of pleasure in her genitals. Soon her cunt became moist and she eagerly clutched at the rubbing finger of her brother with her cunt-lips. As her desire increased, the pain in her arsehole subsided and she even felt a tingling erotic feeling in her arsehole as her flesh came to terms with the intruder and started caressing it. Soon her libidinous nature asserted itself and she actively wished for her brother to start buggering her. She lunged back with her buttocks to induce Deepak to start the arsefucking. “Bhaiya, ab chup kyon khadey ho, meri gaand martey kyon nahi ho?” Deepak laughed, kissed her on the lips and called her a sissy for being so sensitive. Then asking her to brace herself, he started buggering her. “Chal sali, ab marwaney ke liye aatur ho gayee, tab rotee thee.” He started with short strokes, hardly a few inches in and out. Neelima felt a mix of pain and pleasure in her arse and found that the pain slowly disappeared altogether as she started responding to the strokes. The wonderful feeling of tightness in her arse and the dry friction with the silken glans sent tingles up her spine and soon she was panting with desire, juice cascading down her thighs. She knew that it would not be wasted as Deepak would lick it up. Deepak now fucked her arse forcefully, with long powerful strokes and though he tried to make it last long, the tight feeling of his sister’s arse was so pleasant that he erupted in an orgasm soon, ejaculating deep inside her. They stood panting, waiting to catch their breath as his cock slowly subsided. Deepak pulled out his limp cock slowly. It was red with the friction and so was Neelima’s arsehole. The sphincter was fiery red with the battering it had received and very sore. Neelima turned around and forced Deepak down on his knees. He understood and kneeling in front of her, turned up his face as she smothered it in her crotch and started humping it. He sucked at the cunt deeply and made her come immediately. She kept coming with shudders as her overheated cunt discharged its fluid into his mouth. After drinking up the liquid, he licked her thighs and legs clean of the juice, which had run down during the arsefucking. He reached up again and gave another thorough sucking to her cunt, making her come again, and cooling down her ardour a little. As she smiled at him gratefully, he got up, picked her up and carried her to the bed. He told her that now he was going to give her cunt a long loving thorough sucking till she was wrung out dry and then of course he would fuck her arse goodnight.” Neelima, mein teri rasili choot tab tak choosoonga jab tak woh sookh nahi jaatee aur fir raat bhar teri gaand maroonga.” In the other bedroom, Mom had thrown off her skimpy nightgown as soon as they entered the bedroom. She was not wearing her underwear and bra today and stood in all her naked glory in front of her worshipping son. She asked him to remove his clothes, which he did shivering with desire. “Chal bete, tu bhi nanga ho ja jissey ma-bete ka agla kaam karma shuru ho.” His young slim six-inch cock stood quivering and Mom glanced at it appreciatively. She knew that he would come quickly the first time and it was important to take the edge off his appetite before she settled down to a long night of love making. She had many delightful plans for the night, and she did not want him coming in the midst of them before completing what she wanted him to do. She embraced him and then guided him to the bed. She made him lie down on his side and then climbed in and lay by his side in the opposite direction. She raised her leg and he eagerly crept between them, resting his head on the pillow of the massive lower thigh. “meri jangh kaa takiya bana ke late jaa.” His mouth sought her vagina hungrily, almost as if he wanted to enter the lovely tunnel from which he had come into this world. As his lips met her labia, he started sucking them in an open-mouthed kiss. Her nether mouth responded almost like a human mouth, her labia contracting around his lips in a kissing motion. “dekh Prasad, mere neeche ke honth kaise tere honthon ki puppy le rahe hein!” As he started his hungry sucking and fed on the thick creamy juice oozing out, she slowly lowered her raised thigh on his bobbing head and soon had his head captive between her massive strong pillars. She waited for her first orgasm without moving and it came soon, brought on by her son’s hungry feeding. She gasped a little, welcoming the first lusty release of the desire as he lapped up the fresh ejaculation of juice. “hai beta, jhad gayee teri ma, bahut achha laga.” She let him lick for some time before she started to slowly rub her thighs together in a cycling motion, still holding his head captive. This was like the self-masturbation she had done many times, only difference being that instead of her hand or a pillow, she now had her son’s mouth as a fulcrum. “dekha chokre teri chudail amma tere muh par mutth mar rahi hai.” She slowly increased the pressure, trying to squeeze his head like a nut in a nutcracker and also speeded up her cycling. Prasad bore the crunching pressure on his head sportingly and put his arms around her buttocks, holding them tight, and his hands squeezing his mother’s ample flesh wantonly. She sensed an increased urgency in her son’s sucking and gently told him to flick his tongue over her clitoris. “button par jeebh ragad bete.” As she felt his pointed tongue probe her taut berry, she came again in a delicious climax and sighed appreciatively. She satisfyingly sensed his sucking up of her juices, her motherly urge to feed her son gratified through her cunt juice rather than her milk as in the past. ” Ek ma ke liye is se aur khushi ki baat kya hogi ki apne bete ko apna choot rus pilaye.” Now that her own appetite had been blunted a bit, she turned her attention to her son’s cock which was quivering inches away from her face. She stroked it gently watching it quiver with desire. The red moist knob throbbed like a delicious cherry as she gently slid her fingers on it. It swelled further as she continued stroking the shaft. She pulled him towards her face and her tongue licked the silken skin of the glans. “kitna pyara lund hai tera beta, supara to jaise ki lal lal chota sa tamatar” Her son’s body jerked as she opened her mouth and swallowed the cherry. She sucked hungrily at it like a lollipop and playfully probed his tight anus with her finger. Meanwhile she continued the lusty cycling, masturbating intently on his mouth. The glans started throbbing wildly and as her son groaned into her vagina, she knew that he was seconds away from his orgasm. Opening her mouth wide, she took the complete shaft in her mouth and sucked on it methodically, her tongue pressed against the underside of the shaft in a clinging embrace. He came suddenly, his body jerking convulsively and thick hot cream filled her mouth. She tasted it appreciatively and swallowed it, sucking now to draw out the last drop, As he orgasmed, his body had gone rigid and he had stopped sucking her. She did not mind and continued feeding till he was empty. He relaxed with a sigh and his body became limp. She released his cock and nudged his mouth with her crotch, hinting to him that he should continue sucking and there was no need to stop. ” Tu to choosta reh Prasad, abhi bahut der choosna hai.” He started again, more gently now, and she masturbated languidly on his mouth for a long time till she was satiated. She stopped when she saw that his cock had started stiffening again. She now felt a tingling need to have her whole body, especially her breasts massaged and kneaded by her son. She sat up, pulled her son to her bosom and kissing him fondly, murmured her need in his ears. “mere pyare bete, ab jara mehnat ka kaam batati hoon. Apni ma ke mansal sharir ko achhi terah daba aur masal.” Then she lay down on the bed, her arms raised above her shoulders which made her massive boobs jut up in the air like twin mountains. The hairy armpits were now gaping open and Prasad licked his lips at their sight, filing his need away as a lovely task to be done whenever he got the chance. “ma, ek din teri kaankh ke balon ko jaroor chatoonga.” She bent one of her knees and straightened the other leg, exposing the slit of her cunt in a tantalizing manner.