She was silent for at least fifteen minutes as we were driving before, I broke it. “How can I return the favor? Ma’am”
Looking at me she blushed. Blinked her eyes with satisfaction.
“Are you married?” facing her I questioned.
“No, Ma’am, I wanted to…” she paused.
“But?” I asked, assuming there should be more.
She blushed again.
“You loved someone and got cheated?”
“Yes, something like that”
Clearly avoiding my questions, those might make her uncomfortable. I decided to change the topic “Is that a strap-on inside that box”.
“Yes Ma’am” this time she didn’t look instead concentrating on driving, she answered.
“Are you going to fuck me with that?” I asked her after a little pause, being super curious.
“No” She made a small laugh.
“Then?” I couldn’t help myself and laughed along with her while awaiting her responses.
“it’s not for you, Ma’am”
Another little pause.
“Then?”
Again, she remained silent.
“How long you’ve been working here?” Trying to change the topic completely.
“It’s been 22 years more or less. I joined here as an intern when I was 21, right after my college.”
We just crossed the Minto Park, about to reach home momentarily. So, I asked more time “for whom, that strap-on?”
She got into our car in a lonely lane and stopped.
“You’re always curious; just like your mother. Don’t you?
Your face exactly looks like your mother when you both get embarrassed, same smile with a dirty way.
You strip exactly like your mother.
You suck cock exactly like your mother.
You taste absolutely like your mother”
She listed while grinning. She caressed my hair which floating near my eyes, nose and lips. I listened her in totally wonder. She obviously saw my mother and my brother-in-law engaging in numerous activities, such as stripping naked or sucking cock, but how the fuck did she know how my mother’s cunt tasted?
“How-When-How-How-Where-Why-How-Why-How-How-How- that strap-on for my mother? You are going to-she-how-why?” I babbled, couldn’t figure out what to ask, what to not.
“Indeed, your mother is going to fuck me with this strap-on, and as soon as I drop you off at your house, I’m going to back to mine where she is waiting for me.” she informed and started the car.
“How long this is been going on?”
“When your mother eloped with your father, we shared the same room as paying guests, and there is when it all began.” She replied.
“Then?”
“We did a lot of experiments”
“What about papa? Did he know about you two?” I inquired as we about to enter our society.
“It’s complicated”
“Oh my God, you guys had a threesome?” being certain, I inquired again, raising my eye-brow.
“Yes, after a long time.” She responded.
“How so?” I figured there must be more, so I inquired.
“We shared the same room for over a year until they both got married and moved out after we split up. But five years later, when you were four, we met again…” she revealed.
“But I’ve never seen you in my childhood!” I still trying to remember this fact as we entered our building.
“Yes, we met at Bangalore and there everything happened”
“What happened? I asked as she parked the car in our parking lot.
“Your father recently got a job in Bangalore, which I actually recommended to your father-in-law after your mother requested me. He was residing in the staff quarters.”
WITH A BIG SIGH, SHE STARTED NARRATING…
I had no idea Deepali [My Mother] was visiting Aloke [My Father]. As usual, I returned from the office one evening, and as I climbed the staircase, I froze with the voice “Harder, fuck me harder!” It had to have come from his room.
“You enjoy it harshly don’t you, slut?” Aloke asked.
“God, yes,” Deepali moaned. “I love when you pound me hard baby.”
“It’s the least I can do after you sucked me & swallowed my cum at the train berth, last night” Aloke teased.
“You weren’t going to let go of my head” Deepali justified.
“Well, your tongue, mouth, and lips were feeling really good, you’re such a great cock sucker,” Aloke answered, continuing to penetrate her.
“And your cum tasted so good… oh fuckkiing Gooood,” Deepali moaned.
As I listened to the peculiar conversation, I noticed that my own pussy was getting wet, in fact, soaked. I knew Deepali and how much dirty and naughty she could be in public places.
“Oh yes, baby, please fuck your nasty slut just like you did a couple of nights ago in the kitchen, while my mum was sleeping in our bed.” She insisted, revealing another dirty secret.
“Despite that, you were moaning that loud, calling yourself slut, at that midnight, even our neighbors could listen to you” he pointed out.
“But those loud moans always make you hornier, nah? Especially, fucking me in presence of my mother.” She asked.
“Yes, I was in fact imagining fucking her at that moment” he honestly answered.
“You Pervert”
Listening to such kinky forbidden stuff made my eyes swell, and my pussy was oddly on fire. Even though all the harsh rhetoric and fucking noises were enough, but all I could do was listen to them; I couldn’t see or feel them. So, I approached the partially closed door. Truth to be told, I hadn’t been fully prepared for the real sight of what I was immediately viewing as I peered in.
Deepali was in a doggy posture on the bed, on the window, with her big 36 size ass up in the air and her face buried in the window rack, while Aloke was partly standing, one leg on the floor other one was on the bed, fucking her like a beast. I could almost see his testicles bouncing on the clit, grasping her head and slamming hard and aggressively on the rack. I remained watching as both were naked and facing the opposite side of the door. I slipped a finger inside my panty, into my already sticky underwear, and almost unconsciously began rubbing my clit.
“Cum, you fucking cheap slut,” Aloke demanded.
“Oh yes, yes, baby, I’m… I’m… oh God, yes, I’m going to cum,” frantically massaging her clit, groaning loudly enough for outsiders to hear. She always moans loudly, and they were fucking by the window, so the entire neighborhood could hear them. Deepali suddenly began to shiver and Aloke slowed down.
“Now turn around, slut! I’m going to fuck your ass.” Aloke demanded. I gasped. Even though she used to have me lick her asshole all the time. She like being fingered as well while having her asshole sucked, and she was always up for kinky stuff.
She then flipped around. We made direct eye contact. As always, she stared at me seductively with her mischievous eyes and devilish smile on her face. Sat on the side pillow, resting back against the window, both legs up in the air, gabbing both ankles, making legs wide open, positioned herself to be ass fucked, and role played “You enjoy fucking Mommy’s asshole, don’t you, baby?”
“Yes, I love that tight asshole of yours, my slutty Sashuri [Mother-in-law].” He spat on her asshole.
“And Sashuri [Mother-in-law] loves your big dick in her shit hole. Also, Sashuri [Mother-in-law] desires you would fuck her like this right in front of her daughter every fucking day” She moaned and demanded “Harder, baby, really ream Sashuri’s [Mother-in-law’s] shit hole,”
Aloke apparently started to pound her arse.
Deepali sensed his cock was growing erect after some hard fucking and mumbled “Anh!” with a significant smile on her face. “Perhaps you’d like to fill your cum inside my ass, Son-in-law?”
“God, yes,”
“Ohh aaaahhhh fuck, cum for me, cum for your filthy cheap Sashuri [Mother-in-law],” she moaned, her breathe got heavier as she picked up a half-eaten cucumber from the window rack and slide it inside her pussy. She kept pumping as Aloke kept drilling his dick inside her asshole. Both of their orgasm swiftly intensified.
I was nearly there too, but I pulled my wet fingers out and licked them out of frustration and decided to shift the act, to my bedroom. I then crept over to my heals, scooped them up, and snuck out the alley to my room.
I managed to open the gate and get inside. I placed my back against the door, didn’t bother locking it, and dropped my heals because I was so weak, I couldn’t stand. So, I let myself collapse into the bed.
When I checked at the clock over 20 minutes later, it was 8 a.m. I had to make dinner for myself. I decided to cook first, then freshen up. So, I just dumped my pencil skirt on the floor, unbuttoned my shirt till one button left, unclasped my bra, and removed it. It was a little soothing. Then I fired up the gas oven and tossed the rice, lentils, and remaining ingredients into the pressure cooker to prepare Khichdi. Then I began cutting the veggies for the salad on the chopping board.
I startled in astonishment when I noticed someone standing behind me, both hands around me, naked. I instantly recognized Deepali. I could certainly identify her touch, sense her breath, and feel the warmth of her nakedness. I turned around and made eye contact with Deepali, who was standing completely naked.
But how come she came all the way here undressed, crossing twenty metres and at least three rooms on both sides? I was thinking to myself.
By the time she began unbuttoning my shirt’s remaining button, she had parted both directions, pulled down from the shoulder with both hands, and let the shirt fall to the ground. I was intrigued, as usual, by her touch and the way she glanced at me. I was really startled as I stood there in my panty only.
My 36-size boobs, which had been dangling beneath the shirt, are now completely free. She grabbed my right breast with her left paw, squeezed hard and rotate anti-clockwise. A few of her fingers, on the other hand, travelled through my stomach, beneath my panty, and all the way to my pussy.
She massaged my clit and whispered in my ear, “Did you enjoy what you just saw?” My Pet”
After a brief pause, I stuttered, “ughhh God, I-I-I don’t know, Ma’am,” as she tapped my clit. I groaned, my second orgasm building in an instant.
“You know and you liked it” she rubbed my clit.
“Nooo” I answered being excited.
“No? So, what’s the deal with your moist cunt?” She came to a halt and groped for my waist.
I’d kept my mouth shut. She then snatched my panty and dragged it down by leaning down. I, too, stepped out of the panty right away. Giving access my body to her. We were both now exposed. She stood up, and as she leaned closer, our lips connected. It’s been roughly 5 years. We sucked each other’s lips, tongues, ears, and necks while feeling and stroking each other’s body parts. Finally, she broke the kiss, put both of her hands on my shoulders, drove me down on my knees, and said, “Lick my cunt, your crappy minx.”
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