Inside the room, Rahul was sitting on the side of his bed, his shorts and underwear laying carelessly on the floor…his cock jetting out proudly, which he was massaging furiously. His face was contorted with rapture…eyes closed…his whole body flushed with excitement. Rohini held her breadth and watched her son masturbate. She didn’t know whom he was thinking about while whacking his rigid shaft, but the circumstance indicated that he might have been thinking about her only.

She knew that it was wrong for her to spy on her own son, and she should leave immediately, yet she could not move from her place. Her heart was pounding violently in her chest and her body refused to move.

Rahul might have been doing it for long, as within seconds his body went rigid, and Rohini watched in amazement the flying jets of her son’s cum landing on the floor. Shooting cock was not new to Rohini. She had witnessed her husband masturbating a number of times, but watching her own son’s cock shooting in full ecstasy was a different experience all together.

After his cock ceased ejaculating, Rahul took a napkin and cleaned the oozing fluid from his cock, his fingers and from the floor. Then he picked his underwear and pants and put them back on.

Rohini stood from her place, and climbed down the stairs, quietly. She again locked herself inside her room. She was breathing hard, and she could feel a violent tremor raging through her cunt. She cursed herself for being so horny and spying on her own son, but deep inside her heart she knew that she had enjoyed watching him.

That night, after Sooraj was asleep Rohini fingered herself to another wonderful orgasm while fantasizing about her husband’s proposal. She again imagined herself getting fucked by someone other than her husband. To her horror she realized that every time she closed her eyes it was her only son Rahul driving his rigid cock into her horny pussy. She could not resist the temptation and fingered herself while thinking about her son.

Next few days, she endlessly had a fight between her lust for her son and the righteousness, and every time she lost the battle. She continued spying upon her son and watched him numerous times beating his cock to one orgasm after another, and with every passing day her fantasies about Rahul grew stronger and stronger.

However, she was hesitant to admit it to Sooraj, not knowing how he would react to the knowledge that his wife was ready to fulfill his fantasy but only with his own son. Every time, she decided to tell him about it, but each time she was gripped by a fear; and so far she hadn’t been able to spell it out.

Sooraj Woods emerged from the bathroom. He looked at his beautiful wife lying naked on the bed; her eyes closed, she seemed to be lost in her thoughts. Sooraj stood near the bed and ogled Rohini’s charming nakedness. Her dense fur was matted with his own discharge; her soft fluffy lips partially split showing her inner pinkishness. He could again feel blood rushing to his loins.

He slipped silently beside her, and slowly brought his hand over her wet cunt. Rohini immediately opened her eyes and looked at her husband face hovering over her lips. Before she could speak, Sooraj covered her lips with his own in a deep passionate kiss. His index finger rubbed hard against her swollen resin causing her to squeal in delight.

“Your time’s up now.” Sooraj moved his lips over her soft cheeks and whispered hoarsely in his wife’s ear. “Come on baby…give it now.”

Rohini looked into her husband’s anticipating eyes.

“You wont be angry…wont you?” She asked cautiously.

“Come on honey…you know I wont be angry. You can say no if don’t wanna go for it.”

But she could read his disappointment.

“No you’ve to promise me that you’ll listen to me, and wont be angry.”

“Okay…I promise.” Sooraj looked at her wife with curiosity.

Rohini took a deep breath and tried to mutter all her courage, she needed at this juncture.

“I…I think…” she muttered. “I’m ready.”

“Oh baby…!” He kissed her. His face was suddenly lit He moved his finger deep inside her pussy.

“But…”

“Is there anything…?” He looked her suspiciously as if she was going to withdraw her acceptance.

“Do you’ve someone in mind?”

‘Not now…but we’ll find one. There’re plenty of well-hung guys in the neighborhood.

“I don’t want them. Once out of our bedroom, they’d immediately start singing and soon entire neighborhood will know about it. I don’t want to be branded as slut.”

“No problem…we’ll take a vacation…will go to new place where no one knows us.” He winked at her. “I’m sure any good looking stranger wont dare to resist your advances.”

“That’s also too risky. Mind if I suggest something.”

“Sure baby…you decide whom you wanna fuck. After all you’ll be the star of the event.”

“If you won’t mind why can’t we keep things within our own house.”

“I didn’t get you?”

“I mean…” She hesitated for a moment. “I…mean…what do you think about Rahul.”

“What Rahul has got to do with it?” He suddenly stopped stroking her cunt.

“What I meant…If…ugh…if Rahul and I…” She left her sentence incomplete.

Sooraj looked intently at his beautiful wife’s face…into her eyes. It was all written there. Suddenly everything became clear to him.

“You mean…!” He said excitedly. “You and Rahul! You…you wanna fuck Rahul. Oh…my God.”

Rohini looked at her husband, little fearfully, expecting him to burst out the very next minute. But nothing of that sort happened. Sooraj continued staring at his wife in a strange way.

“Oh…my God…!” He whispered to himself. “You…and Rahul…why didn’t I think about it. Baby it’ll be a game.”

His hands gripped her pussy mound, and he furiously drove two of his fingers deep inside her pussy. Rohini moaned, but deep in her heart she felt relieved.

“Are you happy Sooraj?”

“Happy? I’m more than happy baby. I’d love to watch you fucking Rahul. And it doesn’t matter who’s banging you.”

Rohini smiled at her impatient husband. His fingers were moving relentlessly in and out of her scorching pussy. Once relieved of her fear, she now enjoyed the finger fucking.

“Does Rahul know about it?” Sooraj kissed his wife while his fingers felt and pet her pouty cuntlips. “Did you ever talk to him?’

“No… but he had seen me completely naked once and I guess that he liked it very much. I regularly spy on him while he whacks himself.”

“You made my day honey…!” He stopped fingering her cunt, withdrew his fingers out of her cunt and brought it to her lips. Together they licked his fingers coated with his own spending and Rohini’s passion fluids. Rohini took his wet fingers into her mouth and sucked them hard.

“It calls for a celebration baby.” Sooraj took her hand and guided it to his cock, which was all rigid and raging like a deadly serpent.

Rohini was well aware about the celebration her husband was talking about. She gently squeezed his rigid shaft and waited for him to make his move.

Sooraj didn’t let her fondle his cock for long. He rose and moved between her legs. With his projected tongue he touched the tip of her wet pussy. Her head spun with delight and an electric shock ran through her body. Sooraj Woods liked sucking his wife’s cunt after making love with her. It was so special for them that it was reserved for some special days and today was one such day for Sooraj.

Most of his cum had already oozed out of his wife’s pussy, creating a trail along her the valley…joining her cunt and anus, and a wet puddle on the bed sheet underneath her ass. With a slick movement of his tongue, he licked the cream sticking to her valley and forced his tongue deep inside her hairy cunt. Rohini moaned loudly. She lifted her legs off the bed and kept it over his shoulder.

Sooraj ate his wife’s cunt eagerly, enjoying every trace of their mingled juices which his tongue could extract form her pussy. Rohini was moaning and writhing loudly.

He licked her pussy clean. Then she felt his tongue moving along the ridge between her thighs and in a moment his tongue knocked at the base of her ass. Her body became tense as she felt his tongue trying to poke between her taut ass cheeks. Sooraj used his fingers to spread her wife’s rump and his tongue darted into her puckered hole.

Rohini held her breath in excitement. Her whole body shuddered with delight. Sooraj licked her wife’s sphincter with great fervor.

“Ahhhhh…!” Rohini moaned as she felt his tongue trying to move inside her anus. Sooraj was a pro at that, and she could feel his folded tongue penetrating her sphincter. She gasped as she felt the part of his tongue inside her rectum. Her body began to shudder and shiver as he began tongue fucking her ass hole. Her legs began to loose their grip around his shoulder; her pussy began to throb violently releasing a fresh wave of wetness to her already wet bush. She already had enough of that as she let out a long moan and climaxed.

Sooraj continued sucking her ass while her body convulsed around his shoulder. After a while he let her go. He lifted his head off her ass; her rubbery legs slid off his shoulder falling on the bed on the sides. She closed her eyes and tried to relax.

Sooraj was not finished yet. He forced her body to rotate; she was now on her stomach letting her ass to his direct access. Sooraj spread her cheeks wide, bent his head and spat a large chunk of spittle over her wrinkled hole. He knew that Rohini was accustomed to her cock and the spit would provide sufficient lubrication to fuck her arse.



Sooraj Woods spread her wife’s legs wide and positioned himself between her legs, his right hand gripping his rampant cock, hovering just over her sphincter.