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WIFE CHEATED ON ME PART 10

After that wonderful pleasurable fucking session with Mrs Priyanka paul I was seating with my sweet wife in our seating room. Priyanka was making tea for us. I winked at my wife to switch on her mobile.
Just after 2-3 min her mobile rang. It was chintu. I signaled her and She picked up the phone.
Chintu – hi aunty what are you doing?
Bani – nothing.
Chintu- are you alone in the home?
Bani – Yes
Chintu – aunty aap kya pehne ho?
Bani – sari.
Chintu – kon si color ki?
Bani – red
Chintu – or bblouse?
Bani - o bhi red?
Chintu – ay hai kya lag rahi ho aap?
Bani – chintu stop
Chintu – accha aunty aap bra kon si color ki pehne ho?
Bani – please chintu aise baat maat koro?
Chintu – aunty maine aap ko pehle bhi bola hain mere koi bhi baat ko maat katna, aap batao kon si color ki bra pehne ho?
Bani – black.
Chintu – aur panty? O bra ke sath matching pair hain kya
Bani – ha matching hain.
Chintu – oh aunty mujhse aur nehi raha ja raha hain main abhi aa rah ahu aapke ghar mein aapko chodne ke liye.
Bani – please chintu don’t come.
Chintu – bekar ki baat mere samne maat koro aur kam ki baat suno mere lia taiar ho jao thodi.
And he cut the call. Bani looked at me with a frightened eye. I told her not to worry and told her what she have to do when chintu will come.
After around 15 min Our door was knocked. My wife went towards the main door with trembling legs. She opened the door. Chintu came into the room and locked the door behind. He tried to hug my wife but she moved little back and slapped him very tight on his face.
First he can not believe what was happened just now. He looked at her, I can saw his angry face. Suddenly he saw me, on the sofa. He was surprised and puzzled. I looked at him and told with a very icecold voice ,” Come and seat there opposite to me.”
Chintu came and seated without any words. He was dumbstruck. He could not decide what to do?
I asked loudly so that chintu’s mother Mrs Priyanka Shukla hear my voice who was making tea in our kitchen with her only bra and panty,” Bring our tea.”
Priyanka came in with a tray, she was still wearing only her bra and panty. She brought the tray infront of us, suddenly she saw her son, chintu was seating there.
Chintu also very very surprised, his eye popped out. He shouted,” Mom what are you doing here in this dress?”
Tears are rolling down from her cheeks, she slowly said,” Beta hum log bure tara se fans gaya hain, agar hum log inke baat nehi mane to yeh hamare family life ko barbad kar dega.”
I said,” now chintu babu you understand what is the situation.”
Still he did not believe his own ears. He stammered ,” but how it is possible.”
Chintu mom – mom beta bas itna jan le agar hum inke koi bhi baat ka birodh karenge, then he will ruin our family. Please obey his order word by word.”
Now tears was falling from chintu’s eyes. She can not accept this but he was helpless. He slowly down his head.
I asked his mom, “ Mrs sukla come here and feed me your milk now, I am hungry.”
Chintu jumped out and was looking at me. Chintu’s mother Mrs Priyanka Shukla slowly came in front of me, and little bit hesitate. I slapped on her ass and said,” hurry up, give your one boobs in my mouth and other in my hand ”
Priyanka bent down a little. She took out her right boobs from her bra and put her nipples into my mouth. I start sucking her nipple. I wrapped my hand around her back and opened her bra hook. I took out her bra from her body. Still I am sucking her right nipple. She took my right hand and placed it on her left boob. I start messaging her left boobs. Some times I bite her nipples she cried out in pain and pleasure.
Chintu was seating there and watching us. She could not handle her mother humiliation. She was sobbing, tears were rolling down from his eyes. My wife slowly went near her and told, “ hey chintu baby don’t you want to fuck me?”
Chintu – I am sorry aunty please leave me.
Bani – why? When I told to you, leave me , tumne choda tha mujhe?
Chintu could not answer but crying. Bani again told, “ now mother fucker listen carefully go now and bring all my videos and photo you kept. And bring all this to me. You have only half an hour.”
Chintu without utter a single word ran towards the main door. He went out. I leave her and asked her to dance for me still your son came. Mrs sukla start dancing infront of me wearing only her panty.
After around 45 min chintu came back. He saw that his mother was dancing in front of us wearing a lacy panty only. He moved his eyes down and said,” aunty maine sare video or still leke aya. Sab is pen drive mein hain. Or iska koi copy bhi nehi hain please hime chod do.”
Bani went towards the main door and locked it from inside. She moved towards him and told,” why are you hurrying? Today you don’t want to fuck me but I will fuck you.” Now bani slowly came back and sat beside me. Chintu and his mother were standing in the room. I asked chintu to open all his clothes including his vests. Chintu obeyed my instruction with his low down head. Both the mother and son was crying due to their humiliation.
Chintu was naked completely. His semi erect tools were swinging in the air. He was little bit horny inside because first time he saw his sexy mother in this stage. But also mentally he was very much upset.
I want to teach him a good lesion. I asked his mother to took his cock in her mouth and start sucking. Mrs sukla pleaded,” please I can’t do this with my son.” I angrily asked, “ do it now.”
Chintu’s mother slowly went towards him. Now she was seating in front of her son and held it with her hand. She slowly moved her hand over his shaft in pro and back motion. Now chintu also got pleasure. He closed his eyes.
I asked,” Priyanka don’t use your hand use your mouth, and take his shaft in your mouth.”
Mrs sukla slowly move her face near to his groin area and put her soft lips on his tool. She was now sucking and licking his cock. He automatically wrapped his head around her head and took pleasure from her mother lips. Now he forgot that his own mother sucking his cock.
I asked him to held his mother boobs and took full pleasure. Without wasting a single sec, chintu immediately grabbed his mother beautiful melon and start pressing. Now he became horny. I was just waiting for the final moment when he went very close to his ejaculation. After 5 min chintu was moaning with pleasure. He murmured ufffffffff mommmmmmm aappppppppp mujhe pagal kar rehi ho. Ahhhhhhhhh mera maal nikal raha hain. Le lo apne mu mein.” He was now standing at the verge of ejaculation.
Suddenly I got up from my seat and went to them. I held mrs sukla and throw her to the other side of the room. Chintu got shocked with my sudden movement. I winked at my wife. My wife now understand what I was doing. I saw a smile on her face. I signaled her to kick his balls. She came forward and Before he could understand anything my wife kicked his balls with full force.
Chintu fall on the ground. He was shivering with tremendous pain. He held his balls and penis with his hands to reduce his pain. My wife hold his hand and moved from his balls and again kicked his balls with full force. Rahul was now rolling on the ground with pain. His cock became limps. His all sex libido vanished from his body. His face was red in pain. My wife non stop kicked his balls and penis. He was now muffling with pain. He tried to catch his breath. But due to tremendous pain he could not breath properly. He was jumping like a fish, which has been taken out from the water.
Chintu’s mother was crying loudly, and requesting my wife to leave him. My wife turned towards her and said,” now you told me to live him. But where were you when your son fucked me mercilessly? I also pleaded infront of them but they didn’t listen me. So now you stop and went to my hubby and sucked his cock properly, I will take a good care of your bustard son.”
Mrs sukla ‘s tear was falling down from her cheeks and slowly came to me she sat in front of me and start sucking my tool. Bani now took a cane in her hand and start beaten him very roughly. He was rolling from one corner to another with pain. She was pleading continuously to leave them. Same time bani also kicking his balls with full force. Now chintu almost fainted with pain. Bani took a dog belt and put it on his neck.
Bani now held the belt end and pulling him and told,” mere paltu kutte chal ab chalke mere pati ke balls ko apne muh me le or lick karna suru kor.” Chintu was not able to got up but he came in doggy position and moved towards me like a dog. Without said any words he took my balls and start sucking.
My wife left the belt and sat beside me. She was looking at my face. She want to relish the pleasure of mine. I was in seventh heaven. Chintu was licking and sucking my balls, on the other hand his own mother was sucking my cock. It was a havenly pleasure. I just got out of control. I hold my wife head and brought her face close to mine. I put my lips on her. I start sucking and licking her face and lips with full vigor. Bani also wrapped my head with her hand and tried to co operate me fully. Our tongue was fighting with each other. We were emotionally sealed our lips together. I was sucking her lower lips and she was sucking my upper lips. We alternate our lips in between. We were so much involved. I took her tongue in my mouth and start sucking it vigorously. Our both face were shining with each other saliva. I start licking her neck and shoulder. Chintu and his mother were busy with their sucking and licking.
I slowly held the loose end of her sari and looked into her eyes for her permission. She nodded her head with a beautiful smile. I moved down her pallu from her shoulder. Now her beautiful blouse and bra covered breast were in front of my eyes.
I put my hand on my wife bosom and start pressing.
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