She was not plump as other women her age. She had a relatively flat belly, curvy waist and beautiful skin. How did I not realize this? My mother-in-law was a MILF! She had her sexiness hidden all along in this constricting, conservative clothes imposed on women by our society!
She was wriggling and moaning and crying at the same time to get free. I held her steady and took a load of her ass. Beautiful and sexy. The panty was tight against her two cheeks. A nice wedgie ran down her ass crack and disappeared between her thighs into a camel toe.
I could see wisps of black curly hairs peeking out from the sides of the tight panty covered crotch. Her gusset was dirty. My cock felt like it grew a foot in length and half as much in thickness in those 5 seconds. I almost spurted all over her ass.
Suddenly, I was ripping her panty off with one hand while I kept her in a steady hold with the other. I used my feet to push the panty down. She wouldn't lift her legs voluntarily to help remove the panty altogether. So I let it be and I focussed on getting my cock in her. I held her down with one hand, put my legs between hers and used my knees to push her legs further apart. She was heavy but not a match for my leg strength.
Once I had a clear path I pushed my erect cock in the direction of the gap between her thighs. As soon as my cock made contact with her flesh, she convulsed.
"Aiyo, No. God no! You are mad...leave me you. Noooo," she protested, vainly. Then she started cursing me, "You son-of-a-pig! Asshole! Motherfucker! Leave me be... ai aiyo!"
She pushed away and I went with her. I now had both my hands on her waist and this helped me to pull her back, and I used my knees to push her legs further apart. One more thrust and I had my cock in the general area.
I felt and poked around with the tip of my cock and when I felt I was at an opening, I went in for a quick thrust. I knew I was in the right spot because something gave way for about an inch, and I felt my cock encounter something warm, moist and soft.
"Aiyoo, no, no, please. STOPPPPPP...My husband will kill me. I am dead.. no no no! Bastard! Sister-fucker! Asshole! Cunt!" she kept repeating.
But she let her guard down for just a moment, and I went in full throttle. Her cunt gave up and opened up to my cock and I went in. In an instant my cock was sheathed by her cunt. She was dry, but not very. A few thrusts would definitely make her juices flow, But I decided to wait for a few moments.
"That's it. What are you crying. You know this would happen," I said. "It was just a matter of time."
"No stop.. pleeeaaaseeee, You fucker.. you whore-son!" she exclaimed. I did not expect her to know these curse worse or use them at me. This did nothing but arouse me even more.
"It's done. I am going to fuck you. Yes, fuck you! Because my daughter is not letting me fuck her. OK? Fuck you with my cock. Can you feel my cock in your cunt?"
"Please finish...amma, aiyooo, oh god! What have you done... What have I done..," she moaned, and flailing her hands at me.
I pushed her hands down on her chest and held them there and started thrusting in and out of her. True enough, within about 10 thrusts it became easier. She resigned herself to the fact that she was being fucked. I looked down on my cock as I pulled out and was pleasantly surprised to see it covered with white creamy gooey stuff. My mother-in-law was creaming!
"You like it. I know. I can see it. Yes, you like it," I crowed.
"Please stop. Don't say things like that. Just finish, please. Aiyo, Aiyo...," she cried.
I gave a few more thrusts. Then I pulled myself out of her. I turned her and pushed her to the floor. The realized the kitchen floor would be cold, but I did not care. Her clothes covered her lower body as she fell. I picked them up and rolled them up to her waist. But they stuck. To my utter surprise, she lifted her butt off of the floor and pulled her clothes under her and spread her legs!
I fell in between her legs, and then rose to inspect her cunt. Her cunt was just like my wife's. There was a think black line of her vagina, and her cunt hairs grew out from that center line like leaves. They spread out from the top of the slit, and at the bottom of the slit, they joined and got lost in her ass crack.
"Please, finish it now. Take what you want. Get done with it, you bastard, you son-of-a-whore! My god! I am done for now," she sobbed, as she noticed me looking at her privates. She covered her face with the palloo of her sari, wishing I'd go away.
"Your cunt feels so nice. It's beautiful, moist, warm and oily. You have been waiting for this, I can tell," I said, reveling in her embarrassment.
"Relax. I am going to fuck you for a long time now. Just enjoy it," I said, as I slid into her and settled on her body.
I began to thrust slowly. It was exquisite. My thrusts seemed long. I heard the rhythmic sound of my cock sliding in and out of her and was sure she did too. I fucked her for quite a while, and after a particularly intensely hard thrust, she moaned softly.
"oooh, aaah, ammaaa...," she cried out.
She went rigid as a plank, and raised her body slightly, held it there for a few seconds, and fell back down. Then just like that, I felt her instantly relax. Her body stopped its resistance and became soft all of a sudden. She seemed to sink back and accept my pumping. Her breaths came heavy, and her chest heaved up and down rapidly.
She then raised her legs. She held the back of thighs near her knees and spread her legs wide. I looked down and found her looking up at me. She was just staring at me with a soft expression on her face.
Then I raised myself, grabbed her thighs and pushed them down to near her ears.
"Oy, amma. uff... aiyo ... you are hurting me, you bastard son-of-a-whore! Fuck you! Fuck You!" she blurted out in pain, but she did not say anything more. She just held her thighs and maintained the position as I let go and placed my hands on the floor by her side.
This position provided good leverage and helped me pump in and out with great force. I heard myself grunting harder and louder with each thrust. She responded with grunts of her own.
"Ow, Ow, Ow, Owwwwww, fuck, fuck, fuuuuuucccck," she finished with a drawn out wail, as she matched my grunts.
I pulled out of her, and knelt by her crotch. She let her legs down with a relieved gasp and looked down at me.
I had my thick cock out of her. It was slimy, covered with her thick, white juices. I stroked my dick slowly. And suddenly I heard myself grunt as I was ready to spurt.
"Fuck me, here I come! ooh!.. wait. look at it!" I said, and both of us looked at my cock. The purple head was glistening and bulging from my palm as I fisted vigorously. Then I ejaculated.
My cum spewed out in great spurts on to her thighs, her belly and cunt. I directed it down on her pubic hairs and covered them with layers of my sperm. As I ended, I squeezed the last drop out of my dick on to her, and then looked up at her. She was still staring with bulging eyes at my cock, and her cunt and all the cum on it.
She then saw me looking at her, and with a muffled sob, rolled quickly away from me and got up.
"You are the pits. You will burn in hell!" she cursed.
I just laughed softly, "You'll burn with me."
She looked for her panties, grabbed them and rushed away from the kitchen.Arun and Shilpa left the next day. But I could not get the girl out of my mind. She was like a breath of fresh air. So young and willing and giving! I had forgotten that I could still go after girls and women far younger than me, and she reminded me that age was just a number. I hoped fervently that she'd get her summer training nearby and we could get together again.
I fantasized about Shilpa when I had sex with my wife, who was surprised at my new interest and vigor during our fuck sessions. Needless to say, I masturbated a number of times with Shilpa's panties as well. I started looking and ogling at younger girls wherever I went - in the shopping mall, at the beach, in my office, during my jogs in the evening. I had even talked a few of the new female trainees at my office into having lunch with me, as a prelude to taking them out to dinner, and to see what would then develop. Things were looking promising with a couple of them who would not have been much older than Shilpa. They seemed willing to play along. Girls these days were far more outgoing and broad-minded.
But just like that, I realized one fine day that I hadn't thought about Shilpa in a while. She had been replaced by that cute bespectacled, fair, North-Indian assistant in the office. Or was it the girl in tight leggings that had started jogging in the park around the same time in the evening as I did? Regardless, as days went by, I found myself thinking less and less about Shilpa. And even less about Arun.
Over dinner one evening I told my wife that I had to go to our Northern Regional office for a week for some work. I'd have to fly to Delhi and then take a local train or car to the office a couple of hours from there.
She said, looking up, "Oh really! That's nice. You should go meet Arun."
"Arun? Why?" I asked, absentmindedly.
"Why?? You are asking why? He's your friend, that's why, and he is in Delhi. You should pay him a visit."
I mumbled, "Yeah, OK. Maybe I will. Let's see."
"No. You should go. For your information, he has been ill for the past few weeks and the doctors have told him to get bed rest for about another month, so he is at home now."
"What? Ok.. ok... I will go visit him then. How do you know all this stuff?" I asked her.
"Madhu and I are in a chat group. So is Shilpa," my wife said matter-of-factly.
Madhu and Shilpa! Wow!
I played dumb, and prayed my excitement did not show, "Uh huh. Is Shilpa.. Is she with them at home..?"
"No, she is in the hostel. She comes over during the weekends to visit, sometimes."
I could think of nothing else after dinner. My cock was stiff and throbbing in my pants. How long ago did I fuck Shilpa, in this very house? Eight, nine months?
I held her head as she knelt in front of me. Her shiny, smooth, silken hair sliding through my fingers as she sucked on my cock, her head going up and down the length of my thick, veiny dick. Her mouth felt so cool on my hot cock. She pulled her head away and grasped my thick member with her fist and licked the glistening purple head all around. Her tongue darted into the hole at the head, then down and under the head to my most sensitive part of my dick.
"Ooooh..," a gasp escaped my lips as the sensation of pleasure spread from my cock to the rest of my body.
She giggled and then swallowed my whole cock till I could feel the back of her throat with the head of my dick.
I pulled her up and turned her and lay her down on the bed face down, with her ass high up in the air. I parted her heavy, tight ass cheeks and directed my throbbing dick into her asshole and pushed hard.
"Wait!" I told myself, recalling some detail. Or did I forget something? Did I not ejaculate in her mouth? I knew I came in her mouth, but was it before or after we fucked? Did we have anal sex?
"Damn! Doesn't matter. I fucked her. And she also swallowed my cum. That's the important thing!"
And her mother! Madhu! Fuck! Will I get to see her? I was her first fling, so to speak. I was the first to kiss her, squeeze her tits, suck her nipples, lick her pussy, drink her cunt juices! Mine was her first cock. We did not fuck, but she gave fantastic hand jobs. She was a horny girl, if ever there was one. Oh! Those mutual masturbatory sessions. Her fingers flying in and out of her hole, rubbing furiously at her clit, her eyes bulging and gawking as my cum spewed out of my cock.
"Damn, Ramu! How does a big thing like that get into this small hole?" Madhu asked, incredulously, as she stared at my thick, smelly, veiny dick. I was stroking it slowly, the purple head glistening and the foreskin all bunched up under the head. Her right hand was on her crotch and she was rubbing her clit, and she had her left hand on her nose, taking in the smell of her own cunt.
"You know how. Have you not seen the videos I gave you?" I said.
"Yes, Yes. But it is unbelievable!"
She noticed me staring at her pussy. She removed her hand and spread her legs to give me a better view, and reached out to grab my cock. Then , once in a comfortable position, she proceeded to stroke my cock. "Oh! Fuck Ramu. so big and hard. I love the smell!"
"Madhu, why don't you put it in your mouth? I understand you want to be a virgin, and give your virginity to the guy you marry. But why not give me a blowjob? Come on, I do it to you. I love the taste and smell of you down there. Come on, please? Just for a bit." I pleaded.
"No. No. And no, Ramu. I know all the boys like it and I have seen pictures and DVDs of blowjobs. It seems nice, your thing smells great. But no."
"What if your husband wants you to suck him? What if he asks you to do it on your first night?"
"Then I will do it with him."
"Fuck!" I screamed softly, and put my head between her legs. She had recently removed some of her cunt hair and her vagina was just a thin line, her outer lips covered everything else. She was creaming beautifully, and some cream oozed between her lips. I put my tongue and lapped the juices and opened her outer lips and sucked on her clit. I went at it for about three minutes when I realized she was going to climax. As her orgasm hit, she shook and shuddered like a car running on a dirt road. She grabbed my head and held it in place and lifted and slammed her crotch forcefully, and repeatedly into my mouth, grunting with each thrust, "Uhn. uhn, Uhn....". The smell and taste of cunt juices and piss and hair were intoxicating. As she finished and fell back on to the cold floor, I raised myself and straddled her belly and proceeded to jerk off on her.
She tried to move away, "What? No! Ramu no, don't finish on..., " was all she could say before I lost control. Cum shot out of my cock, and I knew I shouldn't let it fall on her face, so I held my cock down and directed my streams on her belly.
"Aiyoo, chee..what are you .. what did you do.. No..no.. it is dirty.. Aiyoh, why...," she cried out.
"Come on, Madhu. This is nothing," I said as I clambered off her. I took my T-shirt and wiped my cum from her belly. "Don't tell me you don't like to see me do it. I came a lot!"
"Yes, but not ON me. I am not a whore. Only sluts do it. You are a dirty asshole. You sonofabitch!"
That night before bed, I slipped into the storage room in my house secretly and opened my treasure. I had them all well organized and cataloged. I realized that there were only a couple of new pairs of panties in my collection since Shilpa's. Who the new ones belonged to slipped my mind, as I was focussed on Shilpa's panties. Then I dug a bit deeper and sought out one of Madhu's panties. Boy! How long ago was that from? I did not care! It was Madhu's. A bright red pair, and coincidentally, the same color as Shilpa's. I took them out carefully and examined them.
The storage room was dark, stuffy, airless and hot. My wife rarely ventured in here. And I had locked the door from inside so there was no danger of her walking in on me. I undid my pants and pulled out my turgid member. And I proceeded to wrap Shilpa's panties on my cock and stroke it. I replaced her panties with her mother's, careful with the old material. I did not finish. I went to the edge and came back - multiple times. The smell of cunt juices on the panties was faint, but that was enough for me. To think that these were pressed against Madhu's and Shipa's cunts was enough to drive me insane.
Later that night, I fucked my wife more forcefully and vigorously than I had in the last few months.
"Oh Ramu!" she gasped, as she opened her legs even wider to accommodate my thrusts. "So nice! Fuck! What's got into you? Are you taking drugs? Ah... Ah... Ah... fuck, fuck... put you hands there... there...no .. on .. my... clit.. Yes...aiyoo aiyooo...."
Little did she know that I was fucking Madhu and Shilpa in my mind.
Oh yes! I will go visit Arun in Delhi. I will visit him and fuck his wife and daughter.
"Yes, Yes, Yes! Fuck!" I groaned and gasped as I struggled on top of the woman I was fucking.
Madhu! You did not let me fuck you all those years ago! That's alright. Let's fuck now. Let me put my cock in all your holes. I will show you once again how I cum. The very last time we saw each other was, what, twenty five years ago? You sucked my dick and I came in your mouth. I will do it again! And again! And again!! Uhn.Uhn..Uhn....
I wasn't about to finish. I had a long way to go. I had to first fuck Shipa as well.
"Wait! Wait! Don't move," I screamed softly at my wife as she gasped and panted under me.
"Ok ok ok.. Take your time. Fuck me..fuck me.. Ramu..yes..yes!!"
After a while, I rose on my elbows and resumed fucking my wife. She held my biceps and raised her knees, and I put my hands under them and doubled her up and proceeded to thrash her.
Shipa! I wanted to fuck you in the ass the last time, but you wouldn't let me. This time I will not fail. I will own that beautiful ass of yours. I will push my dick past your hairy asshole and pummel you until I cum in your ass, you fucking, horny, girl. I will make you lick my asshole. Ah!!
"Yes! Yes. Ok, I am going to finish," I gasped.
My cock was sliding effortlessly and smoothly in and out of Madhu's cunt. Shipa's cool, thick tongue was lapping at the entrance to my asshole!"
At the very last moment I pulled out of my wife's cunt and fisted my cock. She got up on her elbows to see me. And both of us stared at my fist as it raced rapidly up and down the length of my cock.
I let out a soft, primal scream as I ejaculated on her belly. I continued stroking till the last, weak stream fell on her cunt hairs. She then moved her head forward and wrapped her lips around the head of my cock and sucked it till the very last drop entered her mouth. Fuck!!
A week later I was in a cab driving to Arun's house. My wife had arranged it so I would stay in their house for a night and then go to my work the next day. My excitement and apprehension mounted as I neared Arun's apartment building. Would Madhu be there? What would it be like to meet her after twenty five years? And Shilpa? How will she react? What would we do? Damn!
But I was not ready for what was in store for me. Arun was in real bad shape. He had put on more weight and was walking with the help of a cane as he opened the door. He was panting and breathing with a lot of difficulty.
"Hey, Arun! What happened to you? How are you?" I said, in shock as I stepped into the apartment.
"Hey, nothing da Ramu," He said, gasping slightly. "It's diabetes. Affected my bones and stuff. I think my knees are getting weaker by the day. And I got a cold that doesn't seem to go away. Been like that for a week."
He walked me to his living room and I lay down my bags. He said, "Enough about me. How are you? You are in good shape, as usual. You look about ten years younger than me!"
I looked around, and then he said, "Oh! I forgot. Madhu had to go to her mom's place urgently. She left last night. Won't be back for a few days."
I was disappointed, to say the least. There goes my chance, I said to myself.
"I know, I know," Ramu said. "You came here all the way and cannot meet Madhu. Maybe next time, if there is one. Oh, by the way, Shilpa will be coming over. I told her you'd be staying the night. She'll pick up some dinner for us. Did I mention she has a new boyfriend?l."
Oh, Ok, I told myself, at least I'll be able to meet Shilpa!
But imagine my surprise when I opened the door and saw Shilpa, and her boyfriend! The sonofabitch was here with her!
"Oh Hello, uncle!!" she jumped into my arms and hugged me and kissed me on my cheek. Then she turned to her boyfriend and introduced us.
Was it just me or was she really trying hard not to make eye contact with me. She avoided me throughout the evening. Did not talk to me, or respond properly to my questions and the like. Was it because her boyfriend was here? Did she not remember our session at my house? Did she regret it? Was it just a flash in the pan and she was now over it? Did she think I would have expectations for this evening and night? (Of course, I had expectations. I expected to fuck her. Fuck her in her cunt and ass, what else?).
But she remained aloof throughout the evening and through dinner. She even refused my help in setting the table.
After dinner, Shilpa and Mahesh, her boyfriend, went to her room. I sat with Arun while he got read for bed and chatted about old times. I got caught up in memories and stories and I kind of forgot about Shilpa for a while.
A little later, surprise, surprise! Mahesh came into the room and said he had to leave as his office had called in with a technical emergency. I spent another half hour with Arun and then walked to my room to retire for the night. As I passed Shipa's room, I had a half mind to knock on her door, but I thought the better of it.
The possibilities of why Shilpa avoided me was playing in my mind as I dozed off. I was tired from the flight earlier in the day.
Sometime in the very early morning hour, when it was still very dark outside, and all was quiet with no one walking, no traffic on the roads, and even the birds quiet on the trees, I heard a squeak from my door. I was a light sleeper and I immediately awoke. Shilpa made her way to my bed. I raised my head, looking at her. She proceeded to undress. She only has a slip on, and she raised the hem and pulled it off of her. She was completely naked underneath. I made room for her and she lay down next to me.
She placed her palms on my face and reached up and kissed me, open mouth. Wordlessly, she reached down under the covers and held my penis in her hand. I was limp, but with a few seconds, I was hardening.
"Oh, uncle," she whispered, and pulled off the covers and bent and took my cock in her mouth. Fuck! I almost jumped out of my skin. Her mouth was cool on my warming cock. I held her head steady, and pumped up into her mouth.
Her ass was near my face, and I placed a hand on her smooth, round, thick ass cheek. I ran my hand on her ass crack. I ran it down and located her asshole and inserted my finger in it. She mumbled, "Mmmmmmmm, mmmmm," and moved her ass away from me. But I did not let go, Held her ass and squeezed. Fuck, so young, so thick, so willing!!
I then grabbed her and plonked her on the bed. I put my hand on her crotch and cupped her cunt. She had let her hair grow there and my fingers ran over the thick, black, wiry curls. She shuddered and gasped as I found her hole and inserted my finger in it. She was sloppy wet and As I pistoned my fingers in and out, the juices flowed readily and easily and made her crotch hairs wet.
Then I raised myself and readied to fuck her. She grabbed my cock and directed it into her cunt. And she gasped as we made contact, and she held onto me tightly as I moved in and out of her.
"Oh, uncle. God! It's so good. Fuck me..Fuck me.."
I took it slow. I put my hand on her clit and my mouth on her nipple. I sucked her tit. I rubbed her clit. I fucked her cunt. My thrusts were slow, long and hard. It was glorious to fuck such a young human being. She was so willing and giving. Wow!
She held onto my biceps as I fucked her, and looked right into my eyes. I increased my pace. And she groaned and gasped as I fell on her repeatedly. Her body shook as we made contact. I rammed her mercilessly, thoughtlessly as my lust increased from my loins. She was panting, sweat poring out of her. She held on to me fiercely as I plunged repeatedly into her. I was enjoying this. Enjoying this a lot. She was grunting and I realized I was also mumbling something like, "Fuck, fuck, fuck, cunt, cunt, cunt!" She responded by, "Yes, yes, yes, uncle, do it..fuck me!"
During one of our breaks, I had a feeling she wanted to say something, so I asked, "What's it, Shilpa? You OK? Yeah?"
"Yes, yes," she whispered. "I .. am... ok... but...uncle..I....."
"What? What Shilpa?" I stopped and looked at her.
"Aieee, ahhhh.. remember..when we did ..," she gasped. "You wanted to..we..tried to...you know... doing it from....from the back.?... Do you...is it ok...will you? Do you want to?"
"Shilpa, I ... yes... I will .. if you are.. Ok..."
"Yes, yes, uncle.. I always.. I yes..," she hissed.
"But Shilpa," I smiled at her. "You have to ask once more.. Clearly!"
"What? What do you want me to say?"
"Ask what you want me to do, that's all I am asking."
"Ok," she giggled.
"Now," I said.
"OK. Uncle Ramu.. Ramu uncle..please fuck me .. in ..my... ass.. Will you please?"
I laughed softly, and I turned her around. I put a pillow under her and she straddled it.
I lubricated my cock, and her asshole. She helped me as well, by spreading her ass cheeks.
"Shilpa, it's going to hurt a bit. You OK?"
"Yes, yes, uncle. Please be slow. Now, slow!"
So I fucked her in the ass. It hurt her. A Lot. It was her first time. It hurt me also, a little, though it was not my first time. She groaned and moaned. She was in tears almost, as I took a long, a very long time, fucking her with my cock in her ass. It was so tight, her young virginal asshole being so plundered by my thick member. I could feel the hair around her asshole tickling my penis. Our bodies made squelching sounds as my belly slammed into her ass cheeks. I took it slow. I took a lot of breaks. I lead her along. She reached back and spread her cheeks to make it easier for us.
And when I wanted to ejaculate, I stopped and bent down to her ear. I had no shame. I had no fear. I knew what I wanted.
I whispered, "Shilpa, I want to come. I want to come in your mouth. Like last time!"
"What? Oh.. ok..yes, uncle," she answered back.
I cleaned my dick as best as I could and we assumed the classic blowjob position. I crouched so my cock could reach her mouth as she knelt and took my cock in her mouth.
I face-fucked her, rapidly pulling and pushing my dick in and out of her mouth. And then when I was about to come, I pulled my cock out of her mouth, and I fisted and stroked it. The day was getting a little brighter, and I could see her waiting, open mouth as she looked at my hand flying over the length of her shaft.
I gave her fair warning when I was about to come. "Ahh, Shilpa.. Here it is..ahh.. Ahhhh!"
My cum spurted out of my cock and landed first on her chin. She jerked back in shock, but I had my cock in my hand and I directed my next spurts towards her mouth, as I steadied her head with my other hand. I emptied my balls into her mouth. And she took it without complaining. She looked at me and when she realized I was finished, she closed her mouth and swallowed my jism.I picked her up by her armpits, and kissed her lips and hugged her. "Oh, Shilpa, it was awesome. Thank you so much. Once again.!"
"Oh, uncle. Come on..," she blushed, I was sure of it.
We lay back on the bed, and cuddled for a long time.
"So," I started, after a while. "How's the new boyfriend?"
She looked up and said, "He's oookaaayyy," dragging the last syllable.
"Just Ok?"
"You know," she tried to explain. "He's good, better than the one I told you about earlier."
Suddenly, I felt very old. I had a feeling she was comparing me to her new boyfriend. And I guess she saw my face, and tried to make up to me.
"Oh, uncle! You were fantastic! It's just that, you know, he....he is.. It's different with him, you know? "
"I know, I know," I said. "Guy's a young stud. I can't compete with him. I am happy for you!"
"Oh uncle, you are great. But its different with Mahesh. His body, his actions, what he does.. All so different from you. I don't think it's a long term thing with him. I want to know more guys," She looked at me, tilting her head. "I just wish whoever I am with when I get older can cope like you do. I was so happy that you were coming. I.. I.. wanted .. I mean, us to be together. But Mahesh decided to come along at the last minute. I was just relieved when he left."
"Yeah, me too," I said. "I keep thinking about you a lot. I wanted to .. to .. see you again, if you know what I mean?"
"Yes, I know," She giggled, and wrapped her hand around my chest and played her fingers on my nipples and hair. "I am so glad we could do it. I used to think about it a lot.. What we did at your house."
"Me too," I repeated. And then we were quiet for a while.
She was thinking about something, and then she broke the silence, "Just imagine, dad's as old as you and I don't think, you know, he... he and mummy, like.... I know they don't have much of a sex life. I mean, they don't have a sex life. I know. I can see it, feel it with mummy."
"Hey," I said. "Let's not go there. What do we know?"
"Uncle, before we moved to this new apartment, when we were in the old one until a few years ago, I think they were happy, you know, they... they must have had...had.... I know for sure!"
"What? How? I mean, what do you mean by you know for sure?" I asked, lifting my head.
"I saw them..them....doing it....oh what the hell!.. I saw mom and dad have sex! Many times!"
"What!" I jumped and sat upright. "Oh my! How? Did they see you?"
She shook her head, and told me her story.
As I peeked in, I saw mom and dad on the bed. Dad had his boxers and armless vest on. Mom had her petticoat and blouse on. I was surprised as I expected her to be wearing her gown. As I looked in, she rose from the bed, and put her hand behind her, beneath her blouse and unhooked her bra, and pulled it out of her blouse through the arms. She lay back down and unbuttoned a couple of buttons holding the flaps of her blouse. Then as I stared in amazement, she pulled up her petticoat, put her hands on her waist and in one fluid motion, pulled down her panties and tossed them away.
Dad was looking at her all the way. And as he settled down on the bed next to her, she undid the belt that was holding her petticoat in place, and loosened it around her waist.
Dad leaned in and kissed mom on the cheek, and then her mouth. She opened her mouth and dad put his tongue inside it. His hands were working too. He put his hand on her belly, and pressed down and pushed it under her petticoat and I could see it going down, down, down to her crotch. I could sense that he had cupped her crotch as she responded by spreading her thighs apart. Dad's hand was moving rapidly on mom's crotch. Mom, meanwhile reached up and unbuttoned her blouse completely.
Her glorious boobs were in full view. I was glad of her big tits, as I had inherited them as well. I could feel my tits tightening and a wetness start at my cunt and spread down my thighs.
Dad now cupped one of mom's tits and squeezed, and he sucked on the other. He alternated from one tit to another and also rubbing her cunt under her petticoat.
I was not sure why mom did not remove her petticoat completely. But my train of thought was broken as I saw dad move and remove his boxers. And I could see his erect cock! It was huge, long and black, with a purple head. I had not seen a real life cock, having only seen some in porn. I almost came in my panties. The wetness in my crotch had now become a small trickle as the liquid seeped down my legs.
Mom immediately reached out and grabbed and fisted it. Dad looked down at his penis as mom jerked him. I could clearly see the purple head appearing and disappearing with mom's fist. I could make out dad's balls swinging under his cock. Fucking hell! Cock and balls, real life ones, in front of me.Fuck it, if it was my dad's. So what!
Then, of all the amazing things, dad moved quickly and straddled mom's chest, placing his knees on either side of mom's torso. Then he proceeded to slap his thick, black, penis on mom's tits. Then, in a quick move he pushed forward and offered his member to mom's face.
Mom opened her mouth and took dad's cock in! Dad raised his body and slid his cock in and out of mom's mouth. His huge balls were swinging up and down and slamming her chin. I could clearly see mom cupping dad's balls.
God almighty! I was watching my parents have oral sex! Fuck! I realized I had my hand inside my panties, and I was rotating my fingers on my clit. I was about to come.
Dad pulled out of her mouth after just a few thrusts, and immediately crawled down and mom raised her petticoat up above her waist and spread her thighs. I was looking right at my mom's exposed crotch! It was hairy, but from where I was I could clearly see the dark line of her cunt. Her cunt was more hairy than mine!! When she moved to accommodate dad, I could see her dark, very dark asshole as well!
Fuck!! I was doubled over, I was rubbing my clit, rotating hard and trying to put my fingers in my cunt. My juices were flowing over my fingers. I had my panties down to my knees as I crouched and fucked myself with both my hands.
Dad raised himself and supported himself on his palms on either side of mom. She reached down and held dad's penis and directed him into her hole. I was watching my parents have sex! Two real-life persons having sex, cock in cunt, sex. Not just a movie. Fuck!!
Dad flopped down on mom. And after a brief moment, he started fucking her. He raised his hairy ass and dropped it on mommy. I could very clearly see his thick member entering her hole, his balls dangling. Mom's body shook and trembled with each of dad's thrusts. I could see their mouths moving. I guess they were grunting and groaning, as in the numerous porn movies I had seen. Dad put his hands under mom's shoulders,and used it as leverage and rammed into her. Mom writhed under him, moving her head tis way and that, she spread her thighs more to allow dad to fuck her harder.
Dad's motion in and out of mom adopted a nice rhythm. He slammed hard into her, waited for a second or two, then pulled out of her and slammed into her again. This went on for about three minutes. I expected the session to go on longer, but suddenly dad's pace increased. He slammed harder with each thrust and his ass was a blur as it pistoned in and out rapidly. I had seen cum spurting from guys' cocks in movies, so I was sure dad was going to ejaculate in mom, his semen ejecting from his cock into mom's belly.
But dad suddenly stopped. He pulled out of mom. I could see the juices flowing from her cunt onto the bed. But in a flash, dad was at mom's face. And as I gaped, she opened her mouth, and it seemed they had done this many times before. Dad thrust his cock into mom's waiting mouth, straddled her face, and proceeded to thrust in and out. After just a few seconds, he became absolutely still and raised himself on his toes. His ass contracted and his balls swayed and he jerked a few times. Then he pulled his cock out of mom's mouth and rolled off other and flopped on the bed. But my attention was fixed on mom. As dad's cock pulled out, she closed her mouth and I could see her swallow what was in her mouth!! She wiped the corners pf her mouth with her hand and wiped her hands on the sheets.
Fuck me sideways!! I had just seen my dad face-fuck mom and come in her mouth. And she swallowed!!
I came right then and there. I pressed a fist to my mouth, stifling the scream that was coming out of me, as I had my orgasm. It was nothing like I had ever experienced in my masturbation ever before. I fought hard to not fall over, as the force of my climax rocked my whole body. It took a long time for me to stop shaking.
All of us were still for a while. Dad and mom lay panting and gasping on the bed. I was leaning on the wall, supporting myself, smelling my own cunt juices from my hands. Heaven!!
But then I was struck by the brevity of the session. I was given to think that fucking went on for a long time, the men and women, creaming and grunting, interminably until the man ejaculated. But dad and mom fucked for maybe max five minutes. What was going on? Is this how it was in real life? Wow! What a let down! My own jerk-off session lasted more than thirty minutes!
After about five minutes, dad got up and walked to the bathroom on the other side of the bed, on the far side of the room. He would be in there for a while, taking his morning bath and the rest, getting ready for work.
I was about to turn away and go back to my room. I had the images of my parent's having sex, every microsecond of it, burned into my memory. I would recall this in its entirety later and have many jerk off sessions. But from the corner of my eye I caught a movement on the bed and I turned to see what it was.
Mom stood up and opened the door to the big almirah (wardrobe) that was next to the bed on the near side of the room. It was a huge one, and the door was very wide. If you opened the door and stood inside, it hid you completely. The bathroom was on the other side of the bed. So were the windows. So if dad was to come out of the bathroom suddenly, or if anyone was peeking through the windows, they would not be able to see mummy as the door blocked her from view.
She quickly put her head out and peeked at the bathroom door. The sound of the water running in the bathroom was very clear. Satisfied, she edged back into the protective cover of the door . She pulled up her petticoat and bunched it up above her waist and held it there with one hand. And with the other she masturbated. I was seeing my mom using her hands to satisfy herself sexually. I was correct. The brief session of sex she had with dad was not satisfying to her. I could clearly see that. She was fucking herself, like I did watching them!!
She licked her fingers, she slathered them with her spit, and put her fingers flat between her thighs, on her crotch. She threw her head back and enjoyed the sensation her fingers were giving her. I then sensed her moving rhythmically. She was thrusting her fingers in and out of her cunt. She was rotating her hand on her crotch. She definitely was rubbing her clit as well.
Her hand was moving rapidly, faster and faster. She alternated between rubbing her clit and inserting her fingers into her cunt. She stopped, looked down, and let go of her petticoat. She grabbed the string that held her petticoat loosely around her waist and pulled it, she further loosened it around her and the dropped it on the floor and stepped out of it.
My mother was completely naked! I could see her amazing ass. So tight and round and shiny. Her ass crack was a thin dark line that split her ass into two gorgeous lobes.
She put one hand out and placed it on the inside of the wardrobe for support, and with the other proceeded to fuck her self furiously. Then she took the other hand as well and placed it on her crotch, and now she was rubbing her clit and inserting her fingers into her cunt simultaneously. She crouched and thrust her crotch forward as she beat herself with her fingers. She hands were a blur.
Suddenly she stopped for a few seconds and then lurched forward, and jerked a few times. She threw her head back, and I could see her mouth curling into a scream. Then she again reached into the wardrobe with one hand for support, and then jerked a few more times. Her ass cheeks jiggled as waved of orgasmic pleasure swept over her.
When it was done, she took her fingers from her crotch and brought her hand to her face. I could see from where I was that her fingers were completely covered with her cunt juices. Then, as I had expected, she put them to her nose and smelled them.
I knew the smell. Hadn't I jerked off hundreds of times, and each time had I not wanted to smell my fingers and my cunt juices? They were heavenly, delicious and intoxicating. My mother kept her fingers on her nose and inhaled for a long time.
Then, with a start she realized (and so did I) that the sound of water running in the bathroom had ceased. She hurriedly pulled up her petticoat, and flopped on the bed. As my father opened the bathroom door and stepped out into the bedroom, my mother was sitting up on the bed and putting on her bra and blouse. I had a clear view of her glorious tits. Dad had no idea that mom had just rubbed one out.
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"Whew!" I said. "Wow, Shilpa, you shouldn't have..what can I say!"
"Oh uncle! I know. I did a bad thing. But I was young. I was curious. I wanted to know how they.. If they.. You know, fucked!"
"What!"
"Oh, uncle," she tried to explain. "I wanted to stop, but I couldn't. It was so easy to .. to .. to peek. They did not suspect anything. Mummy did not.. Even when she was alone at home!"
"What do you mean, even when she was alone..."
"Oh. I knew mummy was not satisfied with... with....with what went on in their bedroom. I also saw her using a vibrator. Many times. I knew where she kept it, and I also took a look one day. She has so many varieties of stuff, even I don't have so many!! She still uses them, you know, to, to..."
"Fuck!" I screamed softly. "What! Why..why are you telling me all this? Why now?"
"Sorry, uncle. I.. I... had to get it off my chest. I have not told anybody. You are the first..."
"Ok..Ok.. enough.. No more.."
We were quiet for a while. I let her story sink in. And as I reimagined it in my head, I felt my cock rising. Madhu and I had many jerking-off sessions together, all those years ago. So she continued in the same vein even after all these years!
Now I had an aching erection and I did not want Shilpa to see that all this talk of her mother and sex excited me. Luckily, we heard a few soft coughs coming from her dad's bedroom. We looked at each other, and I said, "We better go see how he is."
"Yes, yes," she said and jumped off of the bed. She reached for her clothes and stepped into her panties. Then she stopped and looked at me with a sly smile. She took off her panties and turned them inside out and she wiped her crotch area and cunt clean with the gusset ares, all the time looking at me as I followed the actions of her hand. Then she took it to her nose and inhaled, and with a short laugh she tossed it on my chest. I grabbed it and inhaled the glorious scent of her cunt. Then she went out.
We spent the rest of the morning taking care of Arun. I made breakfast and then Shilpa left for the day. I made some small talk with Arun and took leave as I had to catch a local train to my client's office.
Arun said, "Hey, Ramu. Why don't you come back here before you go home? Plan on spending a night, Madhu will be back by the weekend. Would be like old times, yeah?"
"Good idea, Arun," I said. "Yeah, like good old days! I'll plan on it."
I spent the week at my client's. I wouldn't say it was uneventful, as there were a couple of interesting meetings (more about that later). I put the matter of Madhu and Arun out of my mind, but as I got closer to the weekend I was filled with apprehension and doubt. Should I go meet Madhu? What would she be like after all these years? Arun never said anything about her when I was at his house. What was the 'personal' thing that had her leave the house knowing fully well I had planned my visit? Did she deliberately avoid me? Was she bothered with the memories of what she and I did when we were young? I changed my mind multiple times, to go or not?
But then, during one of my nightly chats with my wife she said she had spoken with Madhu and she, Madhu, mentioned that it was unfortunate that she had missed meeting me, but it was OK now since I may be coming over this weekend. This put my mind at rest and I finally decided to spend a few hours at Arun's house on Friday, and then catch the early afternoon flight back to my hometown.
"Hi, Ramu!!" Madhu exclaimed, as she opened the door. I stepped into their house and Arun was standing there beaming. I said, "Hi Arun," and turned to Madhu as she gave me a little hug. And we went into their living room.
If Madhu remembered our days from the past or had any regrets or plans or questions for me, it did not show. She acted normal as we sat talking about the old days we three had together. My wife had kept her updated on what was going on in my life so I was the one who had all the questions for them. We spent about thirty minutes chit-chatting like this.
And when Arun got up to use the bathroom, she went to help him. And then with Arun safely in the bathroom, she turned towards me and we locked eyes. Her whole demeanor changed, her eyes became soft and I could sense a little bit of shyness in her. She looked at me, came close and touched my hand, and whispered, "Oh Ramu..Twenty Five years!! It has taken so long for us to meet. How are you? Really?"
"I...I... am alright, you know...I manage.."
"Do you think about me....us?"
I did not answer. Then she herself said, "Oh I think about those days, all the time. Always! Those were the best days of my life, Ramu!!"
They had already decided that I would do the cooking for dinner that night. Madhu said, "Hey Ramu, I hope you have not forgotten your cooking skills. We want to see if you still have it. Arun's mom was always raving about it." And we laughed.
So there we were, three old friends, in the kitchen. They helped me as I cooked, and we talked a bit more. I could sense that Madhu was itching to say something or ask me about something. We made repeated eye contact, each time holding our eyes longer than the previous time. But we were conscious of Arun in the room.
Later on, after we had set the table and started our dinner, I remembered something and got two package out of my bag. "Hey, here," I said. "I forgot. Just a little gift, for the good times!" I gave Arun the latest version of a swiss army knife I picked up at the airport, and for Madhu, a snow globe of the Himalayas with the important mountains highlighted.
"Oh! You still remember!" Madhu exclaimed.
"Yes. yes. You collect them still, don't you?" I asked.
"Yes, thanks Ramu."
Then she asked, "How about you Ramu. Did you also not have a hobby. You were collecting some stuff too right? I remember...," And she looked up at me and I could see a hint of naughtiness in her smile.
"Oh," Arun said. "Must be some rare pictures of cricketers or sportsmen. You're still crazy about sports, Ramu?"
"Oh, yes. Yes, still crazy as hell." Then I looked at Madhu, and said, pointedly, "Yes, I still am collecting. Haven't stopped."
She continued, "Yeah? So, when was the last time you added something to your collection?""Well," I said, looking from Arun to her, and then finally meeting her eye, "This trip up North to my client's place actually, last week. Two, in fact. One was brand new, really, which surprised me. I was not sure they existed any more. Beautiful color and rare texture, hardly used. And the other was not that new, but pretty good at the end. Yeah, so all in all a productive trip." Did she get my meaning?
Arun was busy refilling his plate. But Madhu was staring at me, in disbelief. "Really? Two? Just last week?" she asked. "And all these years your wife doesn't even know about your hobby, this collection? Wow! I don't think Arun has anything that I don't know. Right, Arun?"
Arun laughed softly. "No, my dear. No secrets between us, ha ha."
Madhu shook her head, and said, "Two, huh! You lucky guy! Must be a big collection by now, after all these years. How many pictures (here she made double quotes in the air) do you have?"
"Ha," I said. "I haven't counted," I lied. I knew perfectly well. The count was two hundred and twenty four. And these were the ones I really wanted to keep. There were some I had discarded.
"I believe you," she said. "Outside of Arun, I don't think anyone else has given me a gift, in the last five or six years." Then she met my eye. I was sure there was some hidden meaning behind what she said.
Shortly, it was time to leave, as I had to catch an early morning flight. As I bid goodbye, Madhu handed me a small package. "Here," she said. "A little gift for your family. Something in there specially for you, Ramu." Then when Arun was once again in the bathroom, she reached behind me and squeezed my ass and kept it there for a long time. Then she surprised me by moving her hand to the front of my pants and cupping my crotch. She whispered, "You lucky sonofabitch!"
Back in my hotel room, I gingerly opened the package Madhu had given me. At the top there were a few things she sent for my wife and home. Some homemade sweets, a small bottle of pickle, a photo frame and the like. Just when I was about to put all of these things back into the bag I noticed something right at the bottom of the bag, covered with pink tissue paper. It appeared to cover some piece of cloth, and I picked it up out of the bag and removed the paper.
I held two of Madhu's used panties in my hands! A light blue one, with some stains on the inside of the front and a plain black one, also with some minor stains. I instinctively put them to my nose. Pure heaven! One was slightly moist. Must have been the one she was wearing!But wait! Not like this," I told myself. "Need to be ready and prepared!" I undressed and took a quick shower. My cock was painfully erect. I lowered myself, fully naked, on to the bed. I held one of Madhu's panties to my nose, and the other was wrapped on my turgid, throbbing cock. I started fantasizing about Madhu and me.
Just then my phone pinged. I looked at it and it was a text from Madhu!
Madhu: Asleep?
Me: No. Not yet.
Madhu: Do you have to catch the morning flight?
Me: Yes. Why?
Madhu: Don't you want to meet?
Me:Yes. Ok..I can delay.
Madhu: See you tomorrow. Hotel, room#?
I sent them over.
Madhu: Did you like your gift?
Me: Yes. Thx.
Madhu: Enjoy! Bye! Gn...
Fuck! So she did want to meet me. I controlled myself as I jerked off, going to the edge and back, but I made sure I did not finish.
Next morning, I had a quick, light breakfast and waited anxiously for Madhu. I heard a knock on the door and I opened it. She quickly stepped into my room. I turned after closing the door and looked at her, my heart beating rapidly in my chest.
Surprisingly, she was very calm and collected as she locked eyes with me. "Ramu!" she exclaimed. "Oh god! How long has it been? Too long.. Oh!" she whispered and lunged at me and put her arms around me and hugged me.
I held on tightly to her for a few moments. Then I pushed her away and looked at her and asked, "Madhu, are you sure about .. about....this... us...?"
"Of course, Ramu. It's like I've waited all my life for this! Wait.. you....you are..,,you want to.,,want this, right?
"Of course, Madhu!" I pulled her to me and kissed her mouth. She immediately opened her mouth and let my tongue in, and pushed and prodded it with hers.
God! How many times had we done this! How long ago was that! Twenty five years! And it all felt like yesterday. Wow! We pulled apart, got our breath back in a couple of seconds and came together again. My desire was rising. Or should I say my lust was. I wanted to fuck her so badly. My cock strained in my pants, and she could feel it too.
"Wait!" she exclaimed and went into the bathroom. I arranged myself on the bed, but not before I removed my shorts and T-shirt. She came out of the bathroom, naked. God! She was gorgeous. She had put on a little weight on her hips and thighs and face, but her shape was exceptional. Her waist was not as slim as it was, which was understandable. Her hips were wide and the patch at her crotch was hairy. She was watching me as I raked my eyes down her body. She had a smile on her face as I looked up at her.
I stopped her from getting on to the bad. I sat on the edge and reached out to her, bent my head and kissed her crotch area. I started poking and looking for her cunt line with my tongue, and when I found it, I ran the flat of my tongue on it, bottom to top, top to bottom.
"Oh, Ramu!" she whispered, and I was instantly transported back in time. She was squatting on the topmost step in the staircase that ran up to the terrace of the house Arun and I rented. She had her usual salwar on. This was a difficult dress to get off, kind of like pants. But she insisted on wearing those as they were easy to put back on quickly. So she had her salwar and panties down to her ankles, and her legs up and her thighs spread wide, exposing her hairy cunt to me. And I was crouched a couple of steps below her, my head affixed to her crotch, lapping her cunt line with my tongue, up and down, up and down, tasting her juices, inhaling the erotic essence of her female self.
"Slow down, slow down!" she hissed. "I don;t want to finish so soon.. Ahhhh, slow.. Aiyoooo!"
I slowed down, but continued to lick her cunt line. She was gasping and panting. As she got close to her climax, her grip on my head tightened. I realized she didn't want to come so soon. I got off the bed and grabbed her and placed her on the bed. She looked up and saw my erect, veiny, smelly cock, and then up at me. Our eyes locked.
"C'mon Madhu, take me in your mouth! Fuck..suck me..suck it...." She bent her head and had my cock in her mouth before I could finish! "Aaaah... Aaaah," I squealed. She had taken my dick in her mouth only once before. This was the last day we met all those years ago. She had taken my cum in her mouth and swallowed. Now we were at it again!
"Ah.. Madhu, fuck! Use your tongue!" I implored, and she obliged. "Yes, yes, like that, yes, oooh!"
Then I held her head steady and thrust my penis in and out of her mouth. I mouth-fucked her. For a long time. I alternated between very fast and furious slamming, which she received without complaining, and slow, long, glorious, gentle thrusts into her mouth. She was moaning and gasping, making slurping and sloshing sounds as her spit drooled out of the corners of her mouth. I leaked some pre-cum but she did not mind and she lapped it up.
I too did not want to finish soon. I wanted this to last for a long time. I reached my edge many times. I pulled my penis out of her mouth, but held her head. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hands, and was ready to receive more of my dick as soon as I was. After a while, maybe six or seven minutes, I pulled out of her mouth, and pushed her back on the bead. I knelt down and buried my face once more in her hairy crotch. This time I sucked her clit and inserted my tongue in her cunt hole. She was writhing from side to side, mumbling incoherently. I did not give up. The things we did together were coming back to me. I placed my thumb on her asshole and pressed hard. She too remembered the things we did, and she pushed my head down with some gentle pressure, and raised both her legs. I knew what she wanted, and did not mind. My tongue slid down past the line of her vagina, past her cunt hole. Now I was licking the area of her crotch between her cunt and asshole. She kept the downward pressure on my head.
Her asshole was right in front of me. Madhu was fair, but the skin around her anus was dark, and her asshole was darker still. But I realized there was no hair around that area. She had recently shaved there. Was it in anticipation of having sex with me, knowing what I'd do to her?
I loved watching a female's asshole. It was one of my favorite things. While fucking in the doggy position I always pried open a girl's' asscheeks to view her asshole. Oh! To see the puckered hole winking at me as I pulled in and out of her cunt! The reverse cowgirl was also another of my favorite positions where I could see a girl's asshole and insert my finger in it. I stopped short of licking the asshole of every girl I fucked, reserving it for only special ones. I hadn't even tried it on my wife!
And then I lapped Madhu's asshole. I had done this to her numerous times before. She was disgusted with it at first, calling me a pervert, thinking that I'd expect her to return the favor, as it was really not actual sex. But I did not force her, and she got accustomed to me licking her hole. She always maintained a clean area, knowing what I liked to do.
She squealed in delight and pleasure. "Aiyooo, Ramu.. ahhh.. So good.. Only you .. haaaa.. I never..,,oh sooo long.. Huhn..huhn.." she groaned. I knew she was rubbing her clit with her hands. "Aahhhh! Aiyooo," she gasped.
And within half a minute she climaxed. I raised my head and watched her as she trembled and shook, and then she grabbed my head and slammed her torso into me. She screamed softly, as the juices flowed out of her, into my face and down to the carpet.
"Fuck! Fuck! That was mother-fucking-great!!" she panted, as she flopped on the floor next to me.
We lay gasping and panting, feeling the heat from each other's body. Both of us were sweating profusely. My cock was still hard. But I was willing to wait. She reached up on the bed and pulled the cover down on the floor and we both rolled on it. She pushed me down and ran her hands all over me, my chest, my arms, my biceps and shoulders. Then she started licking the sweat off of my body - my face, chest, arms, armpits. She whispered, "Oh god, Ramu! I missed this so much! Your smell, your body.. ahhh..yes..I haven't forgotten, it's all still with me!"
I hugged her to my chest and we lay like this for a while. Then she got up and went to the bathroom. When she came back, I was sitting on the edge of the bed, my cock was semi-erect and I was fisting it. She looked at me and giggled, and eagerly knelt down in front of me and started giving me a blow job. I could feel my cock getting erect in her mouth.
I was amazed at how expertly she sucked my cock. Her tongue played with the head and the vein that ran under it. She pushed my cock flat against my body and licked and sucked my balls. I was delirious! This was my sweet, innocent Madhu, who refused to even kiss my cock that time. Now she was transformed into a willing, giving, pleasuring, slut of a woman!
I wondered if she'd go further. I lay down on the bed, grabbed my balls and cock and thrust my legs up, and at the same time I pushed her head down. She resisted. But I did not give up. I increased the pressure on her head and I could feel her complying. She placed her palms on the back of my thighs and pushed them back into me. And then I felt the coolness of her lips on my asshole.
Fuck! She was rimming me. Once she refused even to look at my asshole, let alone touch it. And now she was licking it. "Oh, mother fucker! Madhu, yes!! Lick it, lick my ass, put your tongue in," I screamed softly. I rammed her head into my ass and felt her tongue on the skin around my anus. I my whole sexual life, only two, maybe three women has rimmed me, if you exclude the whores that did it for the money I offered. Goddam!
She continued this for a while and then with a tremendous effort she pulled her head away from my grasp. I rose and looked at her. And she was grinning and leering at me. "You sister-fucker!" she hissed, naughtily. "You finally got what you wanted from me, you made me do it, huh! You mother fucking son of a whore!"
I giggled and she joined in. I said, "Come Madhu, let's fuck. I want to fuck you..finally!! After thirty years!"
She laughed, and said, "OK. Ok..take me." And she lay down on the covers on the floor. I straddled her chest, and slammed my thick cock on her tits. She held each of them out as I meted out the punishment. I was gasping and panting, and so was she.
I said, "Madhu, you slut. I am going to fuck you now. I have waited all my life for this. You ready?"
I parted her raised thighs, and placed my cock at the entrance to her cunt and looked up at her. "Yes, Ramu," she said. "Fuck me. Fuck me long and hard. Ahhhhhh!" she exclaimed as my dick pushed the folds of her skin apart and I entered her body.
Mothefucker! She was moist and warm and slick and tight, all at the same time. She gasped, "oh fuck, Ramu. You are big inside me. Ahh so good!"
It was. I was finally fucking Madhu. She looked up at me and placed her palms on my face. "Ramu, don't be soft on me. Fuck me as hard as you can! I haven't had a good man in a long while. Promise? Fuck me hard. Don't come too soon."
I raised myself on my elbows and looked at her, and whispered, "Yes, Madhu. I will. Yes, yes, YES!" I said, punctuating my thrusts as I increased the forcefulness.
"Oh, yeah, fucker, Yes, amma, aiyoo, amma , ah, ah, ahhhh, so ... niiiiceeee," she panted.
Then she grabbed my shoulders, stared into my eyes, and screamed softly, "Ramu..Ramu.. I.....love... you... loved... you.. fuck...Ramu.. harder .. harder...yes..Ramu? Ramu?"
"Yes...yes,,, Madhu," I replied. My torso was a blur between her thighs. We were making squelching sounds. Our hairy crotches came together with a force that sent ripples and tremors throughout our bodies.
"Ramu.. do it hard. Do it like you don't know me. Like I am a whore, a fucking bitch, a slut.. Ramu.. Ramu.. rape me.... Rape .. me.. I want to be fucked like you...are...raping me.. Ahhh... ahhhh ahh!!!" she screamed.
Then she pulled my head down to her tits and I grabbed her nipple with my mouth and bit hard. First one tit and then the next. I Put one hand between us as I slammed my cock into her, I banged my fingers on her clit. We continued like this for a long time. We took breaks in between as we caught our breath. We both looked down at our crotches during one of our breaks, and as I slowly pulled my fat stub out of her, we could see it was completely covered with her creamy, thick white juices, sliding down my length on to her, down her ass crack to her asshole and the ground. We looked at each other and giggled.
She gladly and eagerly accepted my punishment, my merciless thrashing of her body. It was hurting me as well, but oh, it hurt so good! My cock was like a steel rod, pistoning out of her cunt.
I did keep track of how long we fucked. I made her get on top of me, and she surprised me with her stamina. She lifted herself and held my cock with one hand and lowered her body onto mine. She then placed her palms on my chest for support and rode my cock. She started slow, but increased her pace rapidly. I then had her turn away from me and we fucked in the reverse cowgirl position. I inserted my finger in her dark, puckered asshole and she shrieked.
Then I knew her end was near.
"Aiyoh.. Amma.. aiyooh.. Yes, yes....yes..,, do it.. Haaaaa .. Raaaaammmmmuuuu!" she let out a low moan and wail as she reached her climax.
But I continued thrusting into her from below, grabbing her plump hips for leverage, as she had her orgasm. She shook and trembled like a tree in a storm as waves of pleasure swept over her. She grasped my arms in a vise like grip, her fingers digging into my muscles on my thighs. She was rigid as a plank, as I repeatedly rammed into her during her climax.
"Aiyoooooooh, I can't... take it.. stop.. stop...Ramu.. stoppppppp!"
I stopped and she rolled off of me with a moan and a grunt. I saw her juices flowing form her cunt as my cock slipped out of her.
"Aiyooh. Fuck, what was that....that was fucking awesome...wow..mother fucker.,,,, you are a machine...ah ah ah," she said between gasps. She punctuated her statements by punching her fist on my chest.
"Madhu, you are a fucking slut. I am going to fuck your ass now. Have you taken it in your ass, ever? I will put my fucking cock through your asshole. You want it? Tell me, Tell me!!"
"Give me a fucking break, you fucking cunt! Fuck, No way, not in my ass. Fucker, you kidding me? That big thing, in there? Go find someone else, mother fucker!"
I just laughed, and reached out to a jar of vaseline I had on the bed stand. I scooped a lump and spread it on my dick as she stared, her eyes bulging in realization of what I was going to do.
"No. No.. Ramu, No!. Wait!," she screamed, as I caught her by surprise as I pushed her on her stomach. "Ok.. Ok.. do it slow. Put some vaseline in there also. Here, let me."
She grabbed the jar and scooped out a dollop and reached out with one hand and spread her ass cheeks and with the other she spread and pushed the vaseline into her asshole.
"You mother fucker! Take me, if that's what you want. Fuck my ass."
I spread her cheeks and looked at the inviting little hole. I had anal sex with a lot of women and I knew it hurt. But all were willing, I never forced myself on anyone, though I did put them in a tough situation, similar to one that Madhu was in. But I still wanted to make sure.
"You Ok with this? Last chance, Madhu. I won't do it if you don't want me to."
"No, it's ok. Take me anal virginity, you bastard! May you rot in hell," She said the last part with a soft laugh.
"You know," I said. "What we are going to do is illegal in most States. We BOTH might rot in hell!"
With that, I pushed forward. My cock head made contact with her, and she gasped, "Ahh.. aiyooh, sloooowww."
I did not wait. I rammed my cock onto her asshole. And she shrieked. "Fuuuuuk. Motherfuuuckkkker! It hurts, you cunt..bastard.. Aieeeeee!"
I waited till she calmed down. And then pulled out and started pistoning in and out of her ass. I was glad we had the vaseline. It made the movement so much easier and smoother, though it was hard for both of us. It hurt a bit at first. She was groaning and moaning and gasping with each of my thrusts. But this was her first time, and she was coming to grips with the feeling, the sensation, the hurt and the pleasure it gave her. She stopped me, and we adjusted her position, after which she said, 'Ok.. Ok.. this is better. Ok..fuck me now. Slow."
I was in seventh heaven. It felt so glorious to see my cock sliding in and out Madhu's rear hole. With each thrust, my lust was increasing. It felt amazing, that such an act could be so dirty and so erotic and pleasurable at the same time.
Madhu was getting comfortable with the presence of my dick in her asshole. "Oh.. Ramu...ah ah..not bad....do you like it..?" she managed to gasp out.
"Yes, Madhu. I love it.. Your ass is soo tight. I can see my cock.. Fucking you..fuck..soo goood!!"
"Ok. ok.. How...ah..much ..longer..,..aaahh... slow down!" she mana
"I just started!"
"No..nooo..haven't ...you .....had... enough?" she groaned and complainedI did not respond, but continued my thrusts into her. Slowly. I gave her enough time between my thrusts to adjust her position to make it hurt just a little bit less and make it just that more comfortable. Finally she settled in a position where her legs were apart and one leg tucked into her belly.
I pictured and replayed scenes from some of the anal porn I had seen. How I had envied the actors! I was Rocco Soffredi, I was Ron Jeremy and Peter North, fucking a pliant whore in her ass. I looked down. And now I was fucking a woman's ass. My Madhu's ass. So thick and fine. Not given to anyone in her life. Just me. I was the first.
Involuntarily, I had increased my pace. Her grunts and groans became louder and more rapid, but took my punishment just the same, with no complaints.
"Aiyoh, aiyoh, appa, appa, aieee, aieeeee, fuck..fuck..stop, stop.. Ahhh.. slow..slow...motheeer fuccccckerrrr stop!"
Her last scream shook me out of my reverie and I flopped on to her back.
"Enough, please, Ramu....ok?"
"A few more...minutes.. Please! It has been a long time," I lied. I had fucked her daughter in her ass just a week ago. "It feels sooo good!"
"Ok..finish it.. Quickly.. Aiyooh, bastard, you are a fucking sister-fucker!"
I rammed into her for another two or three minutes, each thrust eliciting a groan from her. Then I stopped and said, "Ok, finished. Let me pull out. It will hurt.....a..little."
I pulled out, and it did hurt. She groaned and I gasped as well as the skin on my cock was stretched thin. She then turned to me and slapped my hand, and pummelled my chest with her fists.
"Cunt! Sonofawhore..motherfucker..you finally had to do it.. Huh..happy now..happy, huh?" She started out angry but by the time she finished cursing I had her hands in mine and I was smiling at her, which caused her to stop and start giggling.
"Stop, you bastard!" she said between her giggling. "You don't know how much it hurts... really!!"
"I am sorry, Madhu," I said, apologetically. "I got carried away."
"It's Ok. Now its done. Fuck. I can't believe it. I am fifty-two years old and got fucked in the ass!" then she looked at me and asked, "Did you like it? You enjoyed it, didn't you, you cock-sucking asshole!"
I just smiled. "Yes, Madhu. It was great. Really. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you!"
I realized I had not come, I had not ejaculated, and my cock was still semi erect. I reached out for a towel that was lying around and wiped my cock clean.
She looked at me and said, "Shut up. Fuck! Go to the bathroom and clean it, you asshole!"
I grinned sheepishly and did as she instructed.
When I came back into the bathroom, she was on the bed with sitting pillows propped up on the headboard. She took one look at me and knew what was on my mind.
"Come here, you pig!" she said, and arranged herself on the pillows. She grabbed my thighs and positioned and I straddled her face. "You are a fucking machine, you know that!" she said and slapped my leg. She opened her mouth and I put my cock in it. After a while I was hard, and I was close to ejaculating. I could feel an immense load about to explode from my cock. I knew she wanted to see it. So I pulled out of her mouth and fisted my cock, and directed it on her tits. She grabbed each of her glorious lobes and offered them to my cock.
"Ramu.. come on my tits. I want to see your juices on me. Just like old times. Yes, so big, smelly and thick. Do you come as much as you used to, huh? I bet you do, you bastard. Yes, stroke it, beat it." She place one hand under my cock and cupped my balls and squeezed. She moved her up my ass crack and fingered my ass. It felt just like old times as she had said.
"Here it is, Madhu!" I hissed. "Here is my cum. Take it. Take it.. Ahhh, ahhhh, ahhh!"
My cum rocketed out of my cock and landed and splattered on her boobs. Long ropes of thick, creamy, jism spurted out and covered her chest and neck. I was gasping with each spurt, as waves of orgasmic pleasure flowed from my cock and spread all through my body. The force of the ejaculation almost caused me to stumble and fall, but I managed to stay straight.
Madhu was gaping, open-mouthed and wide-eyed as my semen landed in unending streams on her. "Aiyooh, ahhhh, ahhh, fuck, Ramu... ohhh ohhh!"
As I reached my last spurts, I pushed forward and plunged my dick at her mouth. She did not expect this, but the force of my thrust was such that her mouth opened and she took my cock in it. I felt the last drops of my cum drop into her mouth. She tried to pull back but I held her head and she relented, and sucked the very last drops, and as I pulled out, she covered the head of my cock with her lips and sucked.
"Fuuck!" I screamed, in delight and pleasure and joy.
She looked up and giggled at me. "Fuck you, asshole!"
We lay there in each other's arms for sometime. Then she raised her head and looked at me, and said in all seriousness, "Ramu, this has been my best fucking ever. Motherfuck! I am fifty two, married for thirty years, a wife and a mother and this has been the best fucking two hours of my fucking sex life!"
"What!" I didn't know what to say.
She continued, "You know Ramu, I have had two affairs? Yes, I cheated on Arun. I fucked two other men. Well, boys, actually. Many times, a long time ago, but nothing like what you did. Fucker!! Are you always like this? Is this what it's like for you, with your women, huh? Tell me!"
"No, not really. You are special...."
She did not let me finish. "You can lie to me, Ramu. It's OK," and she giggled. "How many.. Many have you.. You know, fucked? In your entire life?"
"I haven't kept count, really?"
"Fuck you. I don't believe you. You are the type who keeps score. I bet you know how many. Well, I don't care. You are an asshole!"
She was pensive for a while, and then said, "I guess you have to go, right?"
I nodded. But we dozed off, and when we woke it was early afternoon, and Madhu realized she had to take Arun for his appointment with his doctor.
She got up and got dressed slowly. And in an act that eerily reminded me of what her daughter did a week ago, she took her panties and wiped her crotch and asshole clean and tossed it to me. She then added her bra as well as she flipped it to me.
"Here you go, Ramu. Another one to remind you of me!!" and she giggled.