Chapter 4
Sooraj Singhania waited few minutes before going to the front door. He wiped the cum off his fingers and cock with his hanky, before zipping it inside his pants. The scene he witnessed minutes ago, was much hotter than he had expected. All the way he had been playing with his cock; and as Rahul erupted in his mother’s mouth, Sooraj also had emptied his balls on the wall.
Although, he was little disappointed that Rohini didn’t let Rahul fuck her, yet he didn’t need a guess that very soon he would be fortunate enough to witness his son banging his beautiful wife…his own mother.
He pressed the doorbell. Rohini had returned from the bathroom after cleaning her son’s cum from her face. She immediately opened the door. Sooraj hugged her excitedly, drawing her lithe body forcibly into his arms. They kissed, a long passionate kiss. He could again feel blood rushing to his loins and his bulge rubbed against her thighs.
“Where is Rahul?” He asked her, releasing his grip.
“Upstairs.” She broke the kiss.
Sooraj again pulled her back into his arms, planting his lips back on her lips. This time his firm hands moved inside her skirt and he gabbed her ass cheeks tightly and pinched them hard.
Rohini moaned with lust and pain.
Sooraj smoothened his grip and let her move away from him.
“It’s fantastic dear…fantastic…!” He spoke with a lewd gesture. He withdrew his hanky from his pocket and handed her. “Look what you two have done to me.”
“You liked it.” Rohini took his cum drenched hanky, brought near her nose and inhaled the familiar smell of her husband’s cum.
“More than anything in this world. But why didn’t you let him fuck you. Honey…I’m dying to see his thick cock banging in and out of your slick pussy.” He ran his palm between her thighs, feeling her pussy mound through her clothes.
“Relax dear hubby…” She smiled mischievously. “The night is not over yet. He’s just a kid…let him give sometime to recover.”
He looked into her gleaming eyes.
“Now just go and change.” She pushed him towards their bedroom. “Dinner will be ready in fifteen minutes.”
About twenty minutes later, the family was sitting around the dining table, eating their dinner silently. Every mind was in a state of excitement for different reasons.
Once they finished their food. Rohini looked into her husband’s eyes. A brief message was passed through their eyes.
“Would you like to take your medicines?”
“Oh sure…please honey…”
Rohini went to the bedroom and returned immediately. She produced two white pills on her palm.
“Why are you taking these pills?” Rahul who had been silent throughout the dinner, asked suddenly.
“Noting serious honey…dad has been feeling stressed due to overwork therefore doctor has prescribed him some pills that will help him relax and get a good night sleep.”
Poor…dad. He thought, looking at his father sympathetically. He had noticed that far last few days dad had been very busy, always coming late in nights. But then it had a very positive side, as it gave him plenty of time to be with his horny mother alone.
Sooraj took the fake pills and swallowed with water.
After the dinner, they settled in the living room. Rohini turned on the TV and played a sports channel. But none of them was really interested in the show. Sooraj was yawning continuously, pretending to be sleepy.
“I’m going to my room.” Suddenly Rahul stood from sofa. “Good night mom…night dad.”
He headed for his room upstairs.
Sooraj and Rohini watched him go. Then they looked at each other, Rohini’s face was flushed. Without waiting for her to speck, Sooraj rose from the sofa and turned off the TV. Together they walked to their bedroom, after making sure that living room lights were off.
Rahul was lying in his bed, lost in his thought. He just could not able to believe what he had achieved today. He had fucked his own mother with his tongue and she had enjoyed it.
He pulled his shorts down, releasing his cock out of its confine. He gently rubbed his cock, which was already hard like a baton. Ever since he had seen his mother naked, he always visualized about fucking her, and he now knew that soon he would be able to fulfill his dreams.
“Oh…Jesus.” He moaned and squeezed his shaft.
He tried to think what his parents would be down stairs. He had heard them switching off the TV and lights in the living room. They must be fucking like hell; he tried to imagine his father’s cock moving in and out of his mother’s cunt.
Someone knocked the door lightly.
Lost in his thought, Rahul didn’t hear it at the first time. He continued visualizing his father fucking his mother. It took him some time to come out of his reverie and realize the knocking at the door.
Pulling his shorts back in position, he stood from the bed and opened the door. Rohini was standing at the door. She had changed to a see through nightie, so transparent that he could see that she was naked underneath.
“Sorry to disturb you honey.” She spoke lewdly. “I was still feeling horny, but your dad went to sleep. So I thought why not take your services again. God you’re hard again.”
She pointed towards the bulge in front of his short.
“But dad…!” He asked apprehensively.
“Don’t worry about him.” She moved near him and gently rubbed his bulge. “Dad’s sleeping like a dead horse…I replaced his pills with sleeping pills.”
Rahul’s cock jumped inside his shorts. Rohini pulled his cock out of his shorts and squeezed it hard, sending waves of lewd passion into his body.
“Strip and lie in your bed. I’ll lock the door.”
She let him go. Rahul began to strip while she closed the door from inside but actually didn’t lock it and left a small crease opened for her husband’s view.
Rahul had tossed his shorts and t-shirt, and was lying in the bed waiting for his mother, his thick cock proudly jetting like a flagpole. He was too excited to notice that the door wasn’t properly locked.
Rohini walked near his bed, lifted her nightie over her head and hurled it carelessly on the floor. She then took Rahul’s hand and gently placed it over her scorching pussy. He ran his fingers into her thick bush.
“I think there’re one or two lessons left in your training.” She let him feel his wet pussy. “Tonight we’re going to finish them.”
Rahul inserted his finger inside her pussy, feeling her burning wetness.
“You’ll be a graduate by tomorrow.’” She whispered wantonly as she settled beside him. “A real pussy man…with honors.”
Rohini slid her naked body close to her son. She faced him and her arms wound around his strong neck. The gigantic mounds of her tits crushed over his chest and she kissed her son passionately.
For a very long time, they French kissed, embracing tightly each other.
“Never knew that kissing my own son could be so romantic.” Rohini sighed, easing back a little.
“Me too…” The boy began to mutter.
But he was stopped in between as his mother’s mouth was once again sealing his lips; her tongue darted into his mouth causing his words to choke within, she kissed his son passionately.
Rahul’s entire body buzzed with a lewd thrill that raced up and down his spine and made his big cock swell to enormous proportions. Rohini felt his hardness boring into her thighs. She ran one of her hands between her son’s thighs grabbing his stiff member.
Mother and son continued with their lewd French kiss, Rohini rubbed his cock over her bushy mound, soaking its bulbous head with her spending.
Rahul released his grip off her naked back, and inched his hand slowly to her heaving tits.
“Ahhhhhhhhh…!” Rohini moaned wantonly as her son gripped and pinched her tits forcibly. She rubbed his cock more fervently this time against her cunt slit. Rahul could feel his swollen cock head continuously grinding against his mother’s dripping pussy under her guidance. He palmed her juicy tits and squeezed and fondled them. She moaned with lust, in the process releasing his tongue.
“Ohhhh…mom…I…I…wanna fuck you.” He gyrated his hips, trying to force his cock inside her willing pussy as it glided over her slit. “Please let me fuck you mom.”
Rohini smiled with his impatience. She stole a look at the door. Although she couldn’t see anything but she was sure that by now Sooraj would be standing right at the door stroking his cock in anticipation, his eyes glued to the opening between the doors which she had left deliberately.
“Be patient honey…you’ll get your reward.” She let his cock go out of her hand and pushed him back. She sat on his side and changed her position so that she was facing his cock. “Always remember…patience is the key…if you get impatient, your horniness will overtake you. That’s what happened when you fucked Soorajantha.”
Rahul was in no mood to listen a lecture on lovemaking from her. He reluctantly let his body at her mercy. Rohini spooned beside her and slowly gripped his cock at the base. He fingers massaged tenderly the massive erection directly looking into her face. She pulled him forward; her head bent down, her moist tongue flicked out of her lips and touched the throbbing monster.
“Ohhhhh…mom.” Rahul moaned. “Please suck.”
His cock jerked in her mother’s hand. She brought her tongue to the peehole and aptly flicked the drop of precum oozing out of it. It now tasted familiar. Many a times she had fantasies whether the taste of cum would be different or Sooraje for different men. After tasting her son’s juices she was sure that every cock tastes different even if they belong to the father and son.
She rotated her head, while continuing flicking his cock, to see her son watching her eagerly.
Sooraj Singhania waited few minutes before going to the front door. He wiped the cum off his fingers and cock with his hanky, before zipping it inside his pants. The scene he witnessed minutes ago, was much hotter than he had expected. All the way he had been playing with his cock; and as Rahul erupted in his mother’s mouth, Sooraj also had emptied his balls on the wall.
Although, he was little disappointed that Rohini didn’t let Rahul fuck her, yet he didn’t need a guess that very soon he would be fortunate enough to witness his son banging his beautiful wife…his own mother.
He pressed the doorbell. Rohini had returned from the bathroom after cleaning her son’s cum from her face. She immediately opened the door. Sooraj hugged her excitedly, drawing her lithe body forcibly into his arms. They kissed, a long passionate kiss. He could again feel blood rushing to his loins and his bulge rubbed against her thighs.
“Where is Rahul?” He asked her, releasing his grip.
“Upstairs.” She broke the kiss.
Sooraj again pulled her back into his arms, planting his lips back on her lips. This time his firm hands moved inside her skirt and he gabbed her ass cheeks tightly and pinched them hard.
Rohini moaned with lust and pain.
Sooraj smoothened his grip and let her move away from him.
“It’s fantastic dear…fantastic…!” He spoke with a lewd gesture. He withdrew his hanky from his pocket and handed her. “Look what you two have done to me.”
“You liked it.” Rohini took his cum drenched hanky, brought near her nose and inhaled the familiar smell of her husband’s cum.
“More than anything in this world. But why didn’t you let him fuck you. Honey…I’m dying to see his thick cock banging in and out of your slick pussy.” He ran his palm between her thighs, feeling her pussy mound through her clothes.
“Relax dear hubby…” She smiled mischievously. “The night is not over yet. He’s just a kid…let him give sometime to recover.”
He looked into her gleaming eyes.
“Now just go and change.” She pushed him towards their bedroom. “Dinner will be ready in fifteen minutes.”
About twenty minutes later, the family was sitting around the dining table, eating their dinner silently. Every mind was in a state of excitement for different reasons.
Once they finished their food. Rohini looked into her husband’s eyes. A brief message was passed through their eyes.
“Would you like to take your medicines?”
“Oh sure…please honey…”
Rohini went to the bedroom and returned immediately. She produced two white pills on her palm.
“Why are you taking these pills?” Rahul who had been silent throughout the dinner, asked suddenly.
“Noting serious honey…dad has been feeling stressed due to overwork therefore doctor has prescribed him some pills that will help him relax and get a good night sleep.”
Poor…dad. He thought, looking at his father sympathetically. He had noticed that far last few days dad had been very busy, always coming late in nights. But then it had a very positive side, as it gave him plenty of time to be with his horny mother alone.
Sooraj took the fake pills and swallowed with water.
After the dinner, they settled in the living room. Rohini turned on the TV and played a sports channel. But none of them was really interested in the show. Sooraj was yawning continuously, pretending to be sleepy.
“I’m going to my room.” Suddenly Rahul stood from sofa. “Good night mom…night dad.”
He headed for his room upstairs.
Sooraj and Rohini watched him go. Then they looked at each other, Rohini’s face was flushed. Without waiting for her to speck, Sooraj rose from the sofa and turned off the TV. Together they walked to their bedroom, after making sure that living room lights were off.
Rahul was lying in his bed, lost in his thought. He just could not able to believe what he had achieved today. He had fucked his own mother with his tongue and she had enjoyed it.
He pulled his shorts down, releasing his cock out of its confine. He gently rubbed his cock, which was already hard like a baton. Ever since he had seen his mother naked, he always visualized about fucking her, and he now knew that soon he would be able to fulfill his dreams.
“Oh…Jesus.” He moaned and squeezed his shaft.
He tried to think what his parents would be down stairs. He had heard them switching off the TV and lights in the living room. They must be fucking like hell; he tried to imagine his father’s cock moving in and out of his mother’s cunt.
Someone knocked the door lightly.
Lost in his thought, Rahul didn’t hear it at the first time. He continued visualizing his father fucking his mother. It took him some time to come out of his reverie and realize the knocking at the door.
Pulling his shorts back in position, he stood from the bed and opened the door. Rohini was standing at the door. She had changed to a see through nightie, so transparent that he could see that she was naked underneath.
“Sorry to disturb you honey.” She spoke lewdly. “I was still feeling horny, but your dad went to sleep. So I thought why not take your services again. God you’re hard again.”
She pointed towards the bulge in front of his short.
“But dad…!” He asked apprehensively.
“Don’t worry about him.” She moved near him and gently rubbed his bulge. “Dad’s sleeping like a dead horse…I replaced his pills with sleeping pills.”
Rahul’s cock jumped inside his shorts. Rohini pulled his cock out of his shorts and squeezed it hard, sending waves of lewd passion into his body.
“Strip and lie in your bed. I’ll lock the door.”
She let him go. Rahul began to strip while she closed the door from inside but actually didn’t lock it and left a small crease opened for her husband’s view.
Rahul had tossed his shorts and t-shirt, and was lying in the bed waiting for his mother, his thick cock proudly jetting like a flagpole. He was too excited to notice that the door wasn’t properly locked.
Rohini walked near his bed, lifted her nightie over her head and hurled it carelessly on the floor. She then took Rahul’s hand and gently placed it over her scorching pussy. He ran his fingers into her thick bush.
“I think there’re one or two lessons left in your training.” She let him feel his wet pussy. “Tonight we’re going to finish them.”
Rahul inserted his finger inside her pussy, feeling her burning wetness.
“You’ll be a graduate by tomorrow.’” She whispered wantonly as she settled beside him. “A real pussy man…with honors.”
Rohini slid her naked body close to her son. She faced him and her arms wound around his strong neck. The gigantic mounds of her tits crushed over his chest and she kissed her son passionately.
For a very long time, they French kissed, embracing tightly each other.
“Never knew that kissing my own son could be so romantic.” Rohini sighed, easing back a little.
“Me too…” The boy began to mutter.
But he was stopped in between as his mother’s mouth was once again sealing his lips; her tongue darted into his mouth causing his words to choke within, she kissed his son passionately.
Rahul’s entire body buzzed with a lewd thrill that raced up and down his spine and made his big cock swell to enormous proportions. Rohini felt his hardness boring into her thighs. She ran one of her hands between her son’s thighs grabbing his stiff member.
Mother and son continued with their lewd French kiss, Rohini rubbed his cock over her bushy mound, soaking its bulbous head with her spending.
Rahul released his grip off her naked back, and inched his hand slowly to her heaving tits.
“Ahhhhhhhhh…!” Rohini moaned wantonly as her son gripped and pinched her tits forcibly. She rubbed his cock more fervently this time against her cunt slit. Rahul could feel his swollen cock head continuously grinding against his mother’s dripping pussy under her guidance. He palmed her juicy tits and squeezed and fondled them. She moaned with lust, in the process releasing his tongue.
“Ohhhh…mom…I…I…wanna fuck you.” He gyrated his hips, trying to force his cock inside her willing pussy as it glided over her slit. “Please let me fuck you mom.”
Rohini smiled with his impatience. She stole a look at the door. Although she couldn’t see anything but she was sure that by now Sooraj would be standing right at the door stroking his cock in anticipation, his eyes glued to the opening between the doors which she had left deliberately.
“Be patient honey…you’ll get your reward.” She let his cock go out of her hand and pushed him back. She sat on his side and changed her position so that she was facing his cock. “Always remember…patience is the key…if you get impatient, your horniness will overtake you. That’s what happened when you fucked Soorajantha.”
Rahul was in no mood to listen a lecture on lovemaking from her. He reluctantly let his body at her mercy. Rohini spooned beside her and slowly gripped his cock at the base. He fingers massaged tenderly the massive erection directly looking into her face. She pulled him forward; her head bent down, her moist tongue flicked out of her lips and touched the throbbing monster.
“Ohhhhh…mom.” Rahul moaned. “Please suck.”
His cock jerked in her mother’s hand. She brought her tongue to the peehole and aptly flicked the drop of precum oozing out of it. It now tasted familiar. Many a times she had fantasies whether the taste of cum would be different or Sooraje for different men. After tasting her son’s juices she was sure that every cock tastes different even if they belong to the father and son.
She rotated her head, while continuing flicking his cock, to see her son watching her eagerly.