had a good and happy life by the age of 25. I had got myself an electrical engineer's job and quarters, had good pay and my own car.
My family had been looking for a girl for me to get married to for the last few years. I was also looking for my marriage as it was one way out for my sexual life and activities.
So I went for typical Indian arranged marriage as per my parents' wishes.
I remember the first time I met my mother in-law Manju. She had been invited to my parent's house for tea and snacks. She was 38 at the time; she looked more like a 26 year old. Manju had long flowing black hair, white creamy skin, and hour glass figure with 38D chest. She was wearing a light colored cream sari and blouse and her full bosomed chest was self evident.
This woman oozed her sexuality. She was gorgeous and my words do not do her justice. I could see the wry smiles my father was giving his legs crossed obviously hiding his own erection from chatting to this living goddess of beauty.
My first impression was that Manju was one of the girls that my parents had been interviewing to see if she was suitable for me. My parents introduced me to her so I said hello and smiled at her warmly and then left the room, when I was told to do so, trying at best to hide my huge erection of my penis from both our guest and my parents!
I wanted to know more about Manju and so I eavesdropped on their conversation. I found out that Manju was not in fact a potential wife but she was mother of Rashmi my bride to be. My photo had already been shown to Rashmi and she had already agreed to get married to me as long as I was also interested in her and that her mother Manju could live with us. I also found out that Manju was a widow since the age of 26 and was Head Clerk in government organization.
After she had left my parents had began to discuss some minor matters before they called me. They showed me Rashmi's photo. I nearly felt that Rashmi had clearly inherited her mother's good looks as well as her 38 chest.
I didn't hesitate and told my parents then and there that we should go see this girl tonight and get engaged. When they asked if I would mind if Rashmi's mother were to stay in my spare room of my quarters I said that I did not mind that told that I had no objection even if had to hire a another house
My parents were extremely happy. Suffice to say I got married to Rashmi and our wedding night was incredible. We fucked for hours up until the early hours of the morning. Well sex makes me extremely thirsty and gives me a huge appetite.
It was about early morning 3.30 hours on our wedding night and after hours of great sex admiring Rashmi's naked curvaceous ass from our bedroom doorway I headed for the kitchen. On arriving in the kitchen I got a massive erection of penis
Manju stooped over the Kitchen Gas stove her huge breasts exposed through her flimsy blouse squatting unladylike on the kitchen floor in only her sari blouse and petticoat was rolling out. Her hair normally tied up was now fully open. Her boobs jiggled as she rolled out the making tea.
My half pant immediately tented as I watched her breasts wobble from side to side, her legs wide open the sari petticoat tight on her shapely thighs following the curves of her big ass.
This time unlike the first time I met her I did not try to hide my erection. I walked up to her my erect penis just inches away from her sweating face.
What are you doing I asked getting a much better glimpse of her over exposed breasts.
As she looked up her hand rising to wipe of some of the sweat that had accumulated on her face she accidentally brushed my groin, immediately making my cock strain harder against my half pant. Her eyes instantly drew to my cock as she spoke. I thought you might be hungry she said licking her lips at the sight of my straining cock.
I couldn't believe this was happening was one of my deepest fantasies going to come true. Ever since I had met Manju for that first time I had dreamt of making love to her. But not in my wildest dreams did I think I was going to have her on my wedding night of all nights.
I adjusted myself so now I could feel her hot breath on my throbbing cock.
I carefully answered her question. You must be very hungry too please eat something. Very she said I have not eaten for years. Feast then I said feast on what is aching in front of you. She did not wait for anymore idle innuendos. Her hot breath had made my cock twitch in anticipation and when she lifted my half pant and she saw my 9 inches of manhood standing tall and proud reacting to each hot breath of hers. She gasped I never eaten such big meat, Rashmi's father was so small. Before she could say anything else I shoved my aching cock into her soft wet mouth her red moist lips instantly gripping round the girth of my shaft. Mmm she choked.
She gently began working the length of my cock varying the strength of her sucks. My mind was going numb with pleasure, the fireworks in my groin was unbelievable. My hands had now cupped both of her milky breasts as I began thrusting into the back of her throat. She responded by jiggling her fingers through my balls with one hand whilst massaging my ass cheeks with her other. With her continuous lavish attention to my cock, balls and ass it was not long before I came stream after stream of hot sticky cum deep into her mouth. She drank every drop like a starving whore, licking the excess cum dripping from the sides of her mouth. My cock was still hard after she had drunk her fill.
She smiled as I lifted her petticoat to find her pant less pussy soaking wet. I licked her slit with animal passion. Manju went into hysterics of climatic orgasms. The years of sexual frustration finally over, her tears of joy streaming down her face as I took her from one platform of ecstasy to another. I had raised her leg over one of my shoulders whilst she used support from the kitchen wall. She in no way hid her feelings of pleasure screaming in ecstasy, OH OHOhohohooh anil anil Ohhohhoohoh!!!!!! Im Cumming him cumming oh please oh please OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!
She grabbed my hair grinding my face deep into her pussy. Her clit was red and sore from my attention. She had not felt this much pleasure in years. Her convulsing stopped her back arching as my face was sprayed with her warm love juices. Wasting no time I made her clean my face with her tongue making her taste her own pussy juices which she clearly relished. Her eyes then focused onto my cock as I gently inserted my erection into her eagerly waiting cunt gasping almost like my wife as if taken for the very first time. She watched transfixed as each inch of my manhood entered her wet pussy.
She grabbed me tight, forcing her back harder against the wall for support, lifting her legs of the ground, grinding her heels deep into the recesses of my ass. Urging my thrusting buttocks to thrust harder. She began moaning in my ears oooohhhh fuck oooooooo me oooohhhhh fuck me oooooooooh fuck my pussy ohhhohhhohhh my darling my love ohhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!! I began thrusting harder the more she moaned. The pleasure was so intense it was almost like I was on some drug. My hands kneaded her so soft breasts tweaking at her hardened nipples before hungrily sucking them. My body stirred with electricity as I shoot my load, Manju's screams echoing of the kitchen walls. My deep final thrusts making the kitchen wall shake violently knocking over some of the steel plates
We stood there entwined for a while before we started kissing passionately. I lifted her in my arms and headed for the spare room. There we made love until 9.00 am. Exhausted but still horny as hell thinking about what I had been doing all morning I slumped back into bed with my wife Rashmi. She herself was now beginning to waken her naked body pressing against mine. She slowly began to kiss me all over before heading down to my cock covered in her mom's juices. The thought of her greedily sucking my cock tasting her mums juices gave me an instant erection and seeing her face as she sucked my cock I could see she was enjoying it more than usual as she really was enjoying the taste of her mother's juices. I just lay back and enjoyed myself.
Later Rashmi had told me that she had heard us making love and she had approved. She did not mind sharing her husband as her mother was still very young and sympathized with her that she had not had a man in over 10 years. That was hard to believe since she was so beautiful. But anything is possible and the entire plan of Mother and Daughter to stay together after Rashmi's marriage was to ensure that even Manju had her sexual desire satisfied by Rashmi's husband and in fact had I not taken interest in my mother in law she planned to seduce
I have now 4 children two illegitimate from Manju and 2 from Rashmi. There is no jealously between mother and daughter and frankly I feel like the luckiest man in the world.