Indian Mom's Mid-Life Crises Ch. 04

Literotic asexstories – Indian Mom's Mid-Life Crises Ch. 04 by PPanwar,PPanwar This story continues from where we left off in the previous chapters. Would strongly advise reading them first before coming to this. It’s only my first attempt at this, so please be patient, and excuse silly typos / errors. I’m still learning this game a bit, so any feedback is appreciated!

= PPanwar

Sumana headed back to her room – her negligee back on her. The not-so-elaborate ruse she had used to try and seduce Pooja & Ashok was no longer necessary, clearly. They had been more than willing to participate in what quickly escalated into wild debauchery…

Her whole body was aching, such was the impact of the pounding she had received from the young couple. As she crouched to remain in the shadows of the hotel corridor, she could feel the cramps in thighs and haunches – and briefly, her mind went back to Ashok’s dick driving into her butt.

“Snap out of it, Sumana!”, she told herself. She needed to get back to her hotel room, and ensure Savita & Sanjana don’t see her in this state. She hoped they were still sleeping, as they were when she checked in on them before stepping out on her little adventure, earlier that night. As she got up from her crouched position and made her way towards the stairwell, she could feel the sticky insides of her thighs, and her matted pubes clinging to her skin.

She looked down at her breasts, which seemed heavier than usual, the discharge of fluids on it still leaving some stains, despite Pooja’s best efforts to clean her up with her tongue.

Sumana entered her room quietly, closing the door behind her. The last thing she wanted was to wake up her daughters by awkwardly stumbling into their rooms in this condition, not to mention that she would have to explain why she was so disheveled and near-naked.

She slumped on the bed, exhausted. She closed her eyes, and remembered the events of the night.

Pooja had been quite the little minx, getting this old lady all riled up and making her come in so many times. And Ashok… well he’d been another story altogether. He had taken his time with her, and when he was done, he didn’t even deign to hide the fact that he had ejaculated inside her ass. The thought of his thick cum trickling out of her asshole, and between her thighs, still sent shivers down her spine.

She pulled herself off the bed and decided to peep into the adjoining room, and see how Savita and Sanjana were doing. In all likelihood, her daughters would be fast asleep, but Sumana just wanted to make sure she hadn’t alerted either of them to her sneaking into her room so late. She decided to use connecting door the hotel had provided between their two rooms.

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Sumana opened the door slightly, only to find the room empty, save for the clothes strewn around the room. She heard a faint sound coming from the bathroom, so she crawled over there slowly, careful not to alert anyone present there to her presence.

A sliver of light was visible, and she noted that the door to the bathroom was ajar. Silently making her way, still on her haunches, Sumana peeked inside.

There she saw her daughters, sitting in the jacuzzi-powered bathtub. Her heart skipped a beat at the sight of her daughters’ unclothed bodies – even if only their heads and torsos were visible above the water / light foam. The slow bubbling noise of the jacuzzi was fairly obvious now, and Sumana strained her ears to figure out what her two daughters were discussing, from her hidden vantage point.

“I’ve never had anal sex before,” Sanjana said, “but I’m willing to try it, you know…”

“We’ll need to lubricate your ass first. Otherwise, it will hurt. Bad.” Savita replied, sounding more like an experienced lover than a virgin.

“Yeah, I’ve heard you need oil or something similar, to prepare an ass for penetration. It’s always messy too, right?” Sanjana said, looking worried.

“Well, yeah…but it can be fun too,” Savita smiled, teasing Sanjana, “as long as you take your time and do it properly.”

“Right…” Sanjana nodded, before continuing, “…so where does the lube come in? Should we go buy some?”

“Nah, we should be fine. We can just use some baby lotion or even Vaseline does the trick…” Savita said, sounding excited, “It’s better to have sex without any lube for the first time, then you learn how much pressure you can actually handle. Plus, the lubrication will seep out naturally anyway, after some time…”

“Mmmm…” Sanjana moaned, wiggling her butt a bit, “I want to try it so bad!”

“You know… I wonder if Mom has tried anal sex…” she added, giggling.

Sumana was shocked at what she was hearing. Her two daughters, her two, little girls discussing anal sex?! And then wondering aloud about her sex life? Did they think she’d gone through a dry spell recently because of the lack of partners, or maybe because of her age?

Still hidden from her daughters, and observing them from her hiding spot, she thought to herself, “Well Sanju, in fact, I hadn’t experimented with anal sex until earlier tonight, and your father was a prudish idiot who hadn’t wanted to experiment either…”

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the bubblingwater, which seemed louder than usual. She looked up to see that Sanjana was getting out of the tub, while Savita remained seated. Then Savita got up, leaving the bathtub partially filled with water. Sumana slinked further back into the shadow to make sure Savita didn’t see her. She continued watching….

Savita walked over to the sink, and started washing her hands. As she did so, Sanjana moved behind Savita, and pushed her against the counter. Savita gasped when her big, firm tits brushed against the cool surface of the granite countertop, and Sanjana began rubbing her clit.

“Mmmph!” Savita grunted softly, pushing her ass backwards slightly towards Sanjana, encouraging her to continue.

As Sanjana teased her, Savita turned around and kissed Sanjana passionately, while squeezing their boobs together hard between their bodies.

Sumana watched silently as this all unfolded. She was pretty horny herself but was happy enough to watch her daughters have some fun, though. As Sanjana squeezed her breasts more firmly, Savita began moaning loudly. “Oohh, yes! That feels so good…” she moaned.

A few seconds later, Savita took one of her hands and placed it on Sanjana’s breast. The warm, soft skin felt great against her fingers. She then guided her other hand down to Sanjana’s pussy, where it rested on her labia. Sanjana opened her legs slightly, allowing Savita easier access.

Sumana was surprised at how wet her own cunt was getting. She wasn’t sure if it was her excitement or still some of the lube she had liberally used earlier that night, but her lips were damp and slick. Her nipples were stiff, poking out, even as she crawled lower to make sure she could continue spying on her daughters.

Savita played with Sanjana’s pussy for a minute, before pulling away. She then went back to the sink, grabbed some lotion, and started applying it to her hands. With her free hand, she rubbed her hands together, and applied the oil to her chest, neck, arms, and shoulders.

She then returned to Sanjana, and began massaging her breasts again. This time, Sanjana moaned in delight. She then leaned forward, and sucked one of Savita’s erect nipples into her mouth.

Sumana gasped quietly, as she watched this happen. “Oh yes!” Savita said, she turned Sanjana around, and started massaging her ass cheeks. Sanjana responded immediately, moving her hips back to meet Savita’s hands. Savita squeezed and kneaded Sanjana’s butt-cheeks, causing her to groan in pleasure. Sanjana then reached back and spread her ass apart, exposing her pink puckered asshole.

Sumana couldn’t believe her eyes as she watched Savita gently pressing her finger against Sanjana’s asshole, and slowly pushing it inside. Sanjana let out an involuntary moan when her anus was penetrated, but quickly recovered.

Sumana was shocked. She’d never seen anything like this before, not least with her own daughters! And she was increasingly aroused by this wanton scene playing out in front of her. Involuntarily, her hands moved towards her own nipples, and she pinched them roughly. She was painfully erect now.

Savita continued fingering Sanjana’s asshole while Sanjana moaned softly. She then pushed her finger in further, until it was fully buried inside. Sanjana let out a loud squeal, and pulled her head back. “Ow, ow, ow!” Sanjana cried out, turning bright red.

Sumana wanted to stop this right there. As a mother, she probably should have. But in her new-found erotic avatar… no, she just wanted to continue watching silently from her hidden vantage point.

Savita then withdrew her finger, and replaced it with her tongue. Sanjana writhed in pleasure as Savita’s tongue probed deeper into her asshole. After about thirty seconds, Sanjana relaxed, and allowed Savita to go deep.

Sumana swallowed hard, as her body trembled with desire. She felt a strange urge coming over her. It was a mix of guilt and arousal. Part of her didn’t want to watch any more. The other part was thrilled. She felt both guilty and aroused at the same time. Her heart raced. She gripped her crotch, feeling her throbbing, engorged sex lips.

Savita plunged her tongue all the way inside Sanjana’s asshole. Sanjana let out a scream of surprise, but quickly recovered. She moaned loudly as Savita’s tongue explored every nook and cranny of her asshole.

Sumana stared wide-eyed as she watched these events play out, and her hands moved to her breasts again. She cupped them firmly, squeezing them, feeling their firmness. She was breathing heavily now. Her nipples were hard, and she felt too horny to even think straight. She was so wet. So aroused.

Sanjana began moaning loudly as she felt Savita’s tongue explore her deepest recesses. In response, Savita reached over pressed her thumb on Sanjana’s swollen clit, causing her to grunt in pleasure.

Sumana could hear Sanjana’s gibberish moans, and she looked down at her own crotch. She was dripping wet, her juices down her thighs, knees and onto the floor. She was terribly aroused, and she couldn’t believe that she was getting off on the sight of her own daughters pleasuring each other.

Now, Savita changed tact, and switched to sucking Sanjana’s pussy as she fingered her asshole, and Sanjana groaned aloud again. She turned around and thrust her hips forward, forcing Savita’s face deeper into her pussy.

“Mmmphh… Ahhhhhhh…” Sanjana’s voice reverberated around the room as she climaxed, her hands gripping the bathroom counter tightly.

Savita kept licking Sanjana’s pussy, enjoying the taste and smell of her younger sister’s vagina. She then inserted one finger in Sanjana’s asshole, and wiggled it around. Sanjana gasped in pleasure at the sudden penetration, and wrapped her legs around Savita’s head.

“Aaaaaaahhh…!” Sanjana screamed out, as she came again quickly. Savita used her finger to stimulate her sister’s asshole, and Sanjana let loose another loud moan.

Sanjana’s moans grew louder, and then turned into yelps as Savita shoved a second finger in her asshole. Her back began to arch so much, Sumana thought her daughter’s forehead might hit the wall behind her.

Savita moved her fingers faster, and Sanjana’s orgasm became more intense. Finally, Sanjana tensed up, and let out a long low groan. Then she collapsed as he knees gave away below her.

Savita pulled her hand out of Sanjana’s ass, and wiped her chin clean of Sanjana’s juices. “Damn girl, you’re tight,” Savita commented, and giggled.

Sanjana felt like she had cum buckets, and she just laid there panting.

Sumana meanwhile, still watching secretively, was furiously rubbing her pussy, her juices running down her thigh. She clenched her teeth and closed her eyes, as if she was trying to hold back an impending orgasm. Her fingers slipped between her legs, and she rubbed her clit vigorously, as she retreated further into the shadows, behind the large double bed. Her body shuddered, as she humped her fingers furiously, making soft squishing sounds. Then, suddenly, she exploded in orgasm.

Sumana fell backwards against the foot of the bed, whimpering softly as she held her arms over her chest, as if trying to suppress her moans. Her breathing was ragged, and her face was flushed. Her legs were shaking, and she was almost in tears.

Finally, she managed to regain some composure, and got back on her haunches. She carefully made for the connecting door, which led to her room, careful not to make any noise.

As soon as she opened the door, she rushed inside, locking the door behind her. She leaned forward and started panting heavily, as if she had run a marathon.

She sat there for a while, catching her breath, before finally standing up.

Sumana stood by the bedside lamp and looked at herself in the mirror. Her face was beet red, and her breathing heavy; she was sweating profusely. There were dark circles under her lust-ridden eyes, and her hair was disheveled. Her pussy was still slick with her juices, and she could feel the fluids seeping through her thighs.

She took a deep breath, and stared into the mirror; her full round breasts rose and fell with her breath. She ran her fingers across her face and neck, and then over her shoulders. Her skin was smooth and soft, coated with sweat – no doubt the exertions of this most eventful night. Almost subconsciously, she smiled to herself. A wicked, naughty smile, as plan began to formulate in her mind.

***

The next morning, after a quick breakfast, they all went shopping. They spent most of their time in the beachwear section of the stores, as they all needed to replenish some of their swimwear.

Savita was trying on a black one-piece suit. It showed quite a lot of cleavage, and when she bent down, the suit rode up a little and allowed her camel toe to be visible. The fabric was thin, and it looked like she would easily get tan lines in that suit.

“Oooh! That looks good on you!” exclaimed Sanjana, who was also in the changing room. Savita blushed as she looked at her reflection in the mirror.

They continued shopping, and Sanjana bought a new bikini, while Sumana was pondering whether to get herself a skimpy sundress. She was wearing a tight, pink cotton dress when she entered the store, and found herself attracted to the yellow sundress on the mannequin. She had to try it on, just to see what it looked and felt like.

A saleswoman came up to her after a few minutes, “May I help you?”

Sumana smiled, and said, “Yes, actually I am looking for this dress.” She pointed to the mannequin.

The saleswoman nodded, and began walking towards the dressing room, “I’ll just need some measurements for that, and then we can begin.”

The saleswoman took out a measuring tape and began taking Sumana’s measurements. As she measured Sumana’s bust, waist, and hips, the woman kept glancing at Sumana’s body. She seemed to be enjoying measuring this middle-aged mother of two, up close. Sumana too was quite enjoying having this cute thing find new excuses to feel her up. She must have been in her late 20s, at most – had auburn hair, which probably meant she was either Punjabi or Kashmiri. She was slim, with what looked like a tight body below the salesperson uniform. She definitely had a sizeable bosom, with the just hint of cleavage visible every time she bent down to retrieve something or measure Sumana. The saleswoman noticed Sumana’s eyes following her, and smiled at her. Sumana blushed, and looked away.

When the saleswoman finished measuring Sumana, she said, “Okay, now let me show you our selection.”

She led Sumana through several outfits, and Sumana kept staring at the saleswoman’s perfect body. When Sumana tried on a couple of dresses, the saleswoman complimented her on how well she wore the clothes.

“What do you think?” Sumana asked, turning around to look at the saleswoman. She wore a blue floral sundress, which fell almost to her knees.

The saleswoman stepped closer to Sumana, and said, “You look amazing! You should wear that more often.”

Sumana blushed, and thanked the saleswoman. Then she turned to face the mirror, and saw the sundress hugging the curves of her voluptuous body. She looked like she was in her early 30s, probably no older than 35.

“Oh my god,” Sumana whispered to herself, admiring her reflection. She turned sideways to check her backside; the material hugged the cheeks of her ass so tightly, they were like two globes of firm flesh, making her already large ass even rounder. Her stomach was flat, and her hips flared out perfectly into the deep V neckline. She turned sideways again, and admired the way the material clung to her chest, showing off the shape of her boobs. They were half-hidden by the sundress’ low cut, yet still evident enough to give Sumana a naughty thrill. She shook her head, and realized she was starting to become aroused. It didn’t help that the saleswoman kept staring at her, smiling at her. This woman was clearly flirting with her, and Sumana wanted to see if she could turn that around.

Sumana moved towards the saleswoman, and said, “Thank you. I love it.”

The saleswoman smiled at her, and said, “That’s great. Let me help you get this dress home. You can just wear it and go, and I’ll pack up your old dress for you.” She put her hand on Sumana’s shoulder, and walked with her to the counter.

Savita and Sanjana saw their mother in the dress, and couldn’t help but stare. “Wow, Mom!”, commented Sanjana.

“Yeah, you look awesome!” added Savita.

As the saleswoman rang up Sumana’s purchase, she said, “Your husband is going to love this.”

Sumana thought about what the saleswoman had just said. Was she hitting on her? If so, why? What did she want?

“You’re right,” Sumana answered, “I’m sure he will.”

On the spur of moment, she asked the saleswoman her name and enquired about her.

“My name is Prerna. And you?” The saleswoman said, looking at Sumana curiously.

“Sumana.”

“Nice to meet you, Sumana”, and handed her the clothes’ bag and her business card.

“Here’s my number,” she continued, “if you ever need anything else, or any help deciding.”

Sumana took the card, and then watched as Prerna walked away, leaving Sumana standing there, wondering what had just happened. Savita and Sanjana gave each other a sly look, stifling a smirk.

It occurred to Sumana, that she hadn’t really been thinking about her husband all this while during the trip.

Maybe she was ready to take some more risks after last night’s adventure? She would have to keep an eye on her daughters though, lest they get ideas of their own… Or should she, after she saw transpiring between them?

As soon as they reached the hotel, Sumana quickly rushed to her room, trying to shake off the thoughts. As soon as she closed the door behind her, she stripped off her dress, and threw it into the corner, revealing her skimpy lingerie. She looked at herself in the mirror, and smiled. She’d never worn such a daring outfit before. The bra was black silk, and the pantyhose were sheer lace trimmed with tiny bows.

Her fingers ran over her body, and she felt how sensual the underwear made her feel. It seemed to increase her already heightened arousal, making her pussy moisten even further.

Her fingers traced along her breast, and circled around her swollen nipple. She glanced at her reflection again, and saw her nipples hardening, her lips parting, and her breathing getting heavier.

She brought her fingers closer to her mouth, and wetted it with her saliva, licking it clean. The salty taste drove her to a state exuberance…

She knew what she wanted to do tonight. She just hoped Pooja and Ashok had what she wanted…