Geeta stifled another moan as she felt little stabs of pleasure that seemed to radiate right down to her helplessly creaming choot. She closed her eyes and whimpered softly, struggling to hide her hot arousal. Sameer sucked both her choochis in turn, bringing his mother to a fever pitch of excitement.

"Let me do it now, Sameer," Raja begged.

"Okay, kid," Sameer sighed, "I guess that's only fair."

They changed placed, and Geeta felt her younger beta's hot hands close over her choochis. He was a little more awkward than Sameer, but just as eager. She bit her lip and smothered her little cries of pleasure as he fondled, licked and sucked her khuli hui choochi.

Soon, Geeta didn't think she could take much more stimulation without losing control of herself, but the kids showed no sign of stopping. In fact they were just getting started.

"My turn now," Hasina told Raja when he'd finished sucking Geeta's lust-engorged nipples.

Hasina got around in front of her mother and started easing off her dress. Geeta used all her strength to try to break free, but the boys held her down. Next came her panties. She whimpered in protest, then blushed furiously, as Hasina whisked off the lacy garment and tossed it aside. The kids studied their mother's slim, sexy body.

"Oh, wow," Hasina breathed enviously.

She wished she had her mother's big full choochis, lush dark bush, and curvy rounded hips. Sameer and Raja were wide-eyed with lust. Geeta was practically dying with embarrassment, but there was nothing she could do but lie there and take it. She just hoped she could keep her lust hidden till the kids had gotten tired of playing with her. She stiffened as Hasina started pushing her legs apart.

"Hasina, no," she snapped, "absolutely not."

"Aw, come on, Mom," Hasina smiled, "have some fun for a change."

That really hit home with Geeta. When did she and Prakash ever have fun? It was as if they'd been raised not to believe in it. Even their sex was no fun. It was grim, guilty, and hurried, but it wasn't fun. Geeta hadn't realized what fun sex could be till she'd spied on her own children.

Hasina pushed her legs wide open, revealing the moist rosy flesh of her choot and the fringe of brown curls. She went right for Geeta's clit, grasping it between her thumb and forefinger, kneading it. Geeta just managed to smother the lusty whimper that rose to her lips. It felt marvelous to have her clit rubbed and rolled like that... even by her own beti!

"Admit it, Mom," Hasina leered. "you love it!"

Geeta shook her head violently, but Hasina knew she was lying. She could feel the hot, sticky cream drooling from her mother's choot, and she knew no woman could hide that obvious sign of arousal. Hasina rubbed her mother's throbbing joy button faster, and more thick hot choot - cream soaked her fingers. She'd succeeded in turning her mother on, and now all she had to do was get her to admit it.

"Sameer, go down on her," she instructed.

"Hey, all right," Sameer cried.

Hasina scooted out of his way, and crawled between his mother's legs, lowering his face right down into to her glistening, pink choot. Geeta knew this was going to be the supreme test of her self- control. When she'd watched the kids through the keyhole, the thing that had excited her most was the choot-eating. Deep down, she knew she'd adore to have that done to her. Well, now it was going to happen, only she didn't dare admit her enjoyment.

"Uuuuuunnnhhhh," she gasped.

Suddenly Sameer was raking his big hot tongue up and down over the swollen flesh of her gaping slit, giving Geeta the most exquisite sensations she'd ever known. She felt her whole body flushing with arousal, and her face twisted into a horny grimace. She managed to keep quiet, but that was about all. To her humiliation, she creamed right into her beta's mouth.

"Yeah, Mom," he chuckled, "you love that, don't you? Mmmmmmm, your choot taste good, too! I'm gonna lick your rasheeli choot till you come!"

Geeta moaned hoarsely, knowing she wouldn't be able to keep quiet if he did that. It was enough of a struggle right now. Her beta was dragging his long, stiff tongue through her juicy slit, and it felt marvelous. Then he zeroed in on the most sensitive spot of all, the erect and pulsing bud of her clit, already hotly stimulated by Hasina's skillful fingers.

As Sameer's tongue touched her throbbing clit, Geeta almost flew off the bed. He used the stiffened tip of his tongue to flick and lash the ultra-sensitive bud, and it was the most wonderful feeling she'd ever known. Her chootdrooled helplessly, the musky liquid soaking his bobbing chin. Despite her embarrassment and guilt, Geeta knew she was doomed. She wanted this incredible pleasure to go on and on... she wanted her own beta to suck her choot!

"Go with it, Mom," Hasina urged from behind her, "you know you love it."

"Nooooooo," Geeta murmured.

But the husky excitement in her voice told the kids she was lying. Hasina knew her mother was on the point of losing all self-control. Sameer was very close to pushing his normally stern and puritanical mother over the edge into a mind-blowing orgasm!

Hasina watched intently, because everything depended on her bhai's efforts. He was an expert choot eater, as their mother was finding out.Hasina hoped he was so good, she'd soon be begging for more.

Sameer's glistening tongue was lashing up and down over Geeta's incredibly-aroused little joy button, sending blast after blast of delicious pleasure through her naked, writhing loins. The sensations were so intense, she had her teeth clenched, struggling not to cry out. But Sameer seemed to sense his mother's rediditance. It was time to hot up the tongue action a bit.

"Ohhhhh, God, unnnhhhhh," Moan gasped.

Sameer had made his tongue long and stiff, and he was sliding it up her choot. The sensation was exquisite. It was more than Geeta could take. She began to whimper lustily as her beta probed deep into her choot with the pointy tip of his tongue. Her husband had never gone down on her in all their married life, and she just wasn't prepared for the incredible pleasure she was feeling right now. The last of her mental defences simply melted away.

"Ohhhhh, yessss," she whimpered, "Lick me! Poke your tongue inside my choot, beta ...jara jor se chooso ... uuuuuuuhhh, don't stop!"

Sameer glanced up at Hasina and saw that she was grinning broadly. They'd won! Mom had admitted her pleasure, and now she wouldn't dare tell their Dad what they'd been up to. She couldn't, because she was part of it now. Her pretty face twisted into lusty contortions as Sameer began to tongue-fuck his beautiful mother in earnest. He pistoned the stiff meat hard and deep in her famished choot , and she wailed with delight.

"Unnnnnhhh, God, yes," she moaned, "do it to me, beta! Lick Mommy's choot! Mommy ki choot ko chooso .Make me come... oooooohh, I need it so bad!"

Hasina felt all the tension leaving her body. It had been a bit scary there at first, but now that they'd `persuaded' Mom into joining their family fun, they were safe.... or so she thought. None of them had the faintest idea that at that very moment, their father was about to make an entrance of his own.

Surya Prakash had planned a big surprise for his family that Friday afternoon. He'd just gotten a promotion and a raise, and he intended to celebrate by taking them all out for a fancy dinner. His boss had allowed him to leave work early, giving him the rest of the day off to celebrate with his family. Prakash entered the house humming happily to himself.

He could hardly wait to tell Geeta and the kids the good news. But to his surprise, there didn't seem to be anybody around. Down-stairs was empty. Where the hell could everybody be?

Prakash suddenly heard faint, muffled sounds coming from upstairs, so he went up to investigate. There were sounds, all right, really strange ones, and they were coming from the master bedroom. It sounded like a woman moaning in pain!

Alarmed, Prakash went silently to the door, knelt and peered through the keyhole. Later he figured it was as close as he'd ever come to having a heart attack. His eyes took in clearly what was happening on the king-size bed, but his mind refused to believe what he saw! It looked exactly as if Geeta and their three kids were having a sex orgy.

"Ridiculous," Prakash muttered, rubbing his eyes.

He must have been working too hard lately to have a fantasy like that. He looked again, but saw exactly the same thing as before. His whole family was naked on the bed, and Sameer was going down on Geeta while Hasina and Raja watched. This time Prakash couldn't deny the evidence of his own eyes. But his mind still reeled in shock at what he saw.

"Ooooooh, Sameer beta, do it harder now," Geeta cried, her face contorted with pleasure, "get me off, baby. Fuck mommy with your big, fat tongue!"

Prakash felt his lund start to stiffen. Shocked and stunned as he was, he couldn't help being turned on by his wife's obvious horniness. He'd never known Geeta to be this aroused, at least not since the first week of their courtship, before their parents had forced them to clean up their act. But so often during their marriage he'd longed for Geeta to act like this.

Secretly he'd wanted to make love with the lights on, to see his wife's gorgeous, naked body, to watch her face twist in hot pleasure as he fucked her. He'd wanted to go down on her, too, and he ached to have her suck his lund. But he and Geeta had always been so moralistic and puritanical, he figured there was no point in asking her to do such perverted things.

Now he saw how wrong he'd been. Geeta was just as hungry for excitement and novelty as he was. She was so eager for it, in fact, that she was getting it on with their kids! She was going out of her mind with pleasure as Sameer pistoned his long stiff tongue in her famished little choot.